Legend of Swordsman

The figure of the False God decomposes at a slow speed, and then turns into stars and constantly vanishes.

"Everything starts with me, and ends with me from now on. I am dead, and you must not hurt my imaginary universe, and the imaginary universe will live forever and never step into the divine universe."

False God looked at Jian Wushuang, hoping to hear a promise from his mouth.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, but his eyes were calm, and he suddenly thrust the invisible sword into the body of the virtual god.

"What do you think of the divine universe? Do you think you can redeem all your past sins?"

"Then my divine universe goes back hundreds of millions of years. What should they do to resist all of you who died ?!"

Words are like knives, crying like blood.

"They!" Jian Wushuang's left hand suddenly pulled out the Tailuo Excalibur, pointing to all the virtual respects in the battlefield outside the territory.

All the venerable tremors shuddered fiercely, and the shadow of death enveloped everyone's heart.

The imaginary God stared at Jian Wushuang stunnedly. He realized that the person in front of him who had stepped into the universe of the imaginary universe from the beginning, and had a **** battle to the last moment was his final enemy.

Unconsciously, this short growth of 100,000 years made him a terrible, hard-blooded, and cohesive existence than the Eternal God.

"When-true?" Xu Shen's eyes gradually lost their look.

The sword has no two-sided color and calm, and the words are like a hammer. "To prevent such a tragedy from happening again, one of your virtual universes is counted as one, and it will be destroyed!"

The False God shivered and looked at Jian Wushuang in disbelief, "No, you can't."

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and his face was as calm as before.

He didn't want too much nonsense. When he was about to draw out the invisible sword, the cold palm of Xushen directly pulled Jian Wushuang's arm.

Seeing the dense runes suddenly popping up on the forehead of the virtual god, Jian Wushuang was startled, and he was ready to leave.

But everything was too late, Jian Wushuang only felt that the whole body space became sticky, as if stepping into the quagmire made him unable to move at all.

"In order to avoid the annihilation of the imaginary universe, I can only seal you in the chaos of time and space." Behind the imaginary god, a huge vortex appeared in the broken space.

Jian Wushuang desperately wanted to leave, but to no avail, "Do you think that I will be sealed in the chaos of time and space, I can't come back?"

The figure of the False God nearly dissipated, and he shook his head, "I don't think I can trap you forever, but if I can make you sink there, it is my last effort."

"Dark and shameless guy." Jian Wushuang said angrily. After saying this, his figure completely disappeared into the chaos.

After doing all this, the figure of the False God turned into a large amount of smoke, and his godless pupil looked at the broken dome and murmured softly in his mouth, "You will never be the master here, you are just A passer-by, never knows the passing passer-by. "

At this point, the lord of the imaginary universe, the nightmare imaginary **** of the divine universe, has just died!

And Jian Wushuang was also pushed into the chaos of time and space!

At this moment, all the venerable virtues are like a walking dead, and there is no longer the idea of ​​struggling to fight.

Only less than 300,000 monk troops are left, led by Feng Qi and Long Yan Long Chi, and others, strangled the virtual respect!

Seeing this situation, the Emperor bite, his heart is ashes, and the eight real shadows return to the body, releasing vast energy to separate the old Venerable, and they want to escape.

Lao Zun did not stop, a black water scepter appeared in his right hand, and then threw it towards the emperor.

The Blackwater Scepter is as fast as electricity, and even the Emperor can't avoid it, and is directly penetrated.

Even the sound did not come out, and the Emperor Devourer fell into the void without any sound.

Only the remaining members of the phagocytic tissue immediately supported the Emperor Yan to plunge into the cracks of the day, fled into the virtual universe and disappeared.

The battlefield outside the territories died for a short period of time, and the most elite virginity of the nearly one million virtual universe looked desperately at everything in front of him.

Lao Zun slowly descended from the void, hunting in the wind with a black water robe.

The huge fire wings behind Feng Qi's exhibition came behind Lao Zun. At the same time, Long Yan Long Chi, Xue Bo and others also stood behind Lao Zun.

Although few people in the Divine Power Universe heard Lao Zun speak, everything he has done for the Divine Power Universe has already been imprinted in everyone's heart.

Looking at the extraterrestrial battlefield in front of him, there are still millions of vain soldiers. The elder Zun slowly said, "No one stays."

No one had any objections. Feng Qi took the lead to lead the descendants of the Feng family, who had been less than a thousand, and turned into a giant Phoenix to carry out the final extermination.

The two half-ancestors of Longyan and Longchi followed closely behind, and also plundered into the army of Xu Shi.

Blood Sovereign Supreme also descended into the army of Xu Shi, full of grief and revenge.

When the last mark-level virtual venerable nirvana was destroyed in the battlefield outside this domain, the two sides of the universe, involving nearly one hundred thousand years of the holocaust battle, declared the end.

So far, the divine universe that participated in the battle of the catastrophe left only less than 200,000 Supreme.

The virtual universe has nearly ten million elite virtual respects, and none survive.

The entire battlefield outside the region was completely transformed into a burial ground, and the debris overlapped a few feet high, tragic to the extreme.

This battle, from the beginning of Chaos to the present, from the highest ancestor-level Eternal God, down to all the celestial princes and supremes, all died out.

Continuing the havoc of countless chaos era, this is the end.

No one knows what the significance of this war is. The war has reached such a point that it is already a tragedy.

Has been completely annihilated in the extraterritorial battlefield of nothingness, the wind whimpered and wept.

The surviving Supremes, without the rejoicing after the victory, all looked silently at the place where Jian Wushuang disappeared.

The old man stood calmly from beginning to end, everyone looked at him nervously.

In the end, Blood Sovereign Supreme stepped forward and asked, "Senior, can Wushuang Palace Master return from the turmoil?"

Old Master slowly opened his eyes ~ www.readwn.com ~ and shook his head, "I don't know."

"Don't he come back? I don't believe it." Feng Qi said anxiously.

Everyone's mood has fallen into the bottom, the chaos of time and space opened with the power of the ancestors, and no one knows what terrible consequences.

Those with weaker consciousness may be lost in it forever.

Everyone looked sad, only Qiting's eyes flashed with regret, and his face was extremely blue, as if he had lost one of the most precious things.

"Let's go!" Qi Ting snorted, and directly led the Qilin tribe of less than a thousand people to leave the foreign battlefield.

Qi listens to Qi and there are two people. After arching their hands and saying goodbye, they followed behind Qi Ting and plunged into the divine universe.

Both Bloodwave Supreme and Dragon and Phoenix are Qilin tribes with strange faces looking away.

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