Legend of Swordsman

In the transformation of time and time, Jian Wushuang, which was relatively ordinary in appearance, has now become handsome and elegant, and a unique scent of dust is flowing around the body.

The ink-colored hair strands bound behind him are sublimated from time to time to produce a pale golden pattern, which is quite the meaning of a dust fairy.

Behind him, stood two tall statures like gods.

Chen Qing is quite like a swordsman. His height of more than one foot is full of oppression. Even the slightly thin spring and autumn are close to nine feet.

The three of them stood together, but the incomprehensible violation had a little meaning.

After careful entrustment, the little emperor watched the three of them leave.

"Ma'am, you said, what am I doing right?"

"Nothing is wrong, Your Highness, only success or failure."

...

Between the heavens dotted with countless stars, the three bodies flow arbitrarily.

This is the first time that Jian Wushuang has been so arbitrary since he came to Dayanhuan.

The stars above the head, step on the flow of clouds, unspeakable and comfortable.

The expansive and vast heavens of one side flow slowly under them, and the strange luck between the heavens is like an eggshell, full and mysterious.

One celestial domain contains dozens of continental planes, and each of the continental planes is responsible for countless vitality.

However, these are only one of the most obscure celestial domains in Oasis.

Although he rushed to the Northern Celestial State where Gongzi Mo was located, he was followed by Chen Qing. This should have been a boring and killing journey, and it was quite interesting unconsciously.

The wind and snow, the world is bold.

The different planes of the heavens in one side appear in their eyes in turn.

There are nine-headed dragons that are unmatched in the realm of Yanxian, and the super heavens that are entrenched. The rare gems contained in them can't be counted.

There is also a terrible background, a prosperous ancestor across three or four heavens.

Of course, there are more sparse creatures and few celestial fields.

Chen Qing seems to be very familiar with these celestial routes. In the constant rush, he can always reach some sparse, yet extremely interesting celestial planes.

Naturally, when rushing across the sky, the least people can do are those who like to hijack.

Even if they are born out of nowhere and achieve the status of Yanxian, these people who like to make money are indispensable.

Everything brings a lot of fun to the boring journey.

"How about, hasn't this experience of life rushed for many years?"

On the vast yellow sand ground, three bodies sit on the backs of the dragon-horse-like beasts, walking forward.

The sky above the head fell down in heavy snow and fell on everyone's shoulder.

Provoking large and small pieces of snowflakes on one shoulder, Jian Wushuang did not deliberately evaporate with his strength. In his opinion, it is also a more meaningful thing to feel the natural birth and death of all things.

"Brother Chen Qing, do you often travel between these heavens?" Jian Wushuang asked.

Chen Qing, who was sitting on the back of the beast, said with a smile, "It's also a shame to speak. When I hadn't met the little emperor before, I was just a kid."

"In the beginning, relying on the youth and vigorousness, pushing the heavens horizontally, it caused a lot of enemies, and finally had to flee desperately. In this way, after two visits, I was able to get acquainted with more than half of the entire heaven."

"For example, in the northern Celestial State we are about to go to, my original son Mo, who had nowhere to go, didn't want to even enter the heavens, so he suffered a severe beating and almost destroyed my foundation."

Speaking of which, Chen Qing is still smiling, but from the slightly trembling voice, Jian Wushuang still feels that his intentions are difficult.

"So I went to Beitianxianzhou this time, one is to help the sword brothers to find what you want, and the other is to calculate the ledger with the son. That year, when the beating was beaten, I want to take back the profit."

Looking at Yi Qingping's Chen Qing, Jian Wushuang sighed in his heart. This time, the journey to Beitian Xianzhou, I was afraid that it was completely uneven.

Just as the three of them laid back and prepared to leave the sky except for the sand sea and snow, the ground not far away suddenly picked up a bulge.

Immediately after the separation of sand and stone, a sloppy three-inch pocket old man came out.

Jian Wushuang looked at each other, and then all looked forward.

After seeing the three men, the sloppy old man who had drilled out of the ground, with a look of joy, rushed over with short legs, "You, distinguished guests, and the little old man are polite."

Responding to him was a long knife straight out of Chunqiu's hands.

The long knife broke, but it hung over the head of the sloppy old man and did not cut it off.

Rao was so shocked that he sat on his knees and even said nothing.

"Speak, what are you waiting for us here." Chen Qing looked at him with interest.

The sloppy old man heard the sound and swallowed his throat hard. "Master, little old man is not malicious, just want to use the map in exchange for some rare treasures, and then suddenly appeared and alarmed the three adults."

Hearing this, Chen Qing looked at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but looked at the sloppy old man carefully.

It is his realm that has no more than half an ancestor level and has not yet entered the strength.

And the three-foot-high figure, the skin exposed outside the clothing, presents a texture like a quicksand. It should be a goblin that steals the luck in this plane of heaven, and there is not much threat.

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang lowered his vigilance and said slowly, "What map?"

Seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of the three men retreating, the sloppy old man breathed out in the bottom of his heart, and then whispered, "I saw the three adults' extraordinary strength around their bodies, apparently they were traveling in the heavens of Yanxian A roll of maps picked up earlier was handed over to adults in exchange for some rare treasures. As for the map, the little old man couldn't recognize it ... "

He said, and then took out a roll of some broken notes from the sloppy shirt.

Seeing Jian Wushuang, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at Chunqiu.

Spring and Autumn, with their hearts in mind, directly waved a bag containing thousands of Montenegrin crystals to the sloppy old man.

He didn't pay anything in return. He unconsciously opened the bag, and the black mountain crystals were full of eyes.

With a thump, the sloppy old man sat down on the ground.

You should know that the most common piece of Montenegro crystal is enough for the top repairers who haven't entered into it for more than a few months. It is a treasure in the entire Division.

Not to mention the top crystal produced by Montenegro.

The black with silky purple awns is the top crystal, even if all the black mountains are added together during the entire downhill day, the mass production is extremely low.

Right now, with the appearance of these thousands of top crystals, the richness of the water has formed a faint haze in the space around the sloppy old man.

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