Legend of Swordsman

He is betting.

They are betting.

You are right to bet against the sword.

Including Jian Wushuang is also gambling, this celestial sword array they bet with cannot be lowered!

The reason for betting is that there is absolutely no way to make a decision. These few people really want to fight. They are by no means the opponents of the three Dayan Immortals who do not know the depth.

Thirty-six thousand swords, hover.

At this moment, even Qing Qing had forgotten to breathe.

The sharp edge of the sword, hovering in front of everyone's eyes, did not go further.

Heaven and earth were dead, and the swordsmanship that hovered suddenly, like wind and sand, retreated.

Jian Wushuang spit out a clouded breath, and his beating heart calmed down.

Everyone breathed a breath for the rest of their lives after the robbery, and even Qing Qing could not help but re-examine him.

This is in Beitianxianzhou, which can attract his attention, and the strength of Yanxian Realm can give him a young man who feels like a thorn in the back. It is never so simple and ordinary as he shows.

Di Qing was curious, how many secrets did he still have, and what purpose did he have to swim in this big domain?

Jian Wushuang bet on the right, these fairy bone guards who were originally supported by the last obsession, after the threat disappeared, their offensive then disappeared.

It was too late to be happy, and the next thing caused Jian Wushuang several people into deep contemplation.

Although they escaped this offensive, their purpose was not to stop there, but to go to the heavenly palace.

With these three immortal bone guards on guard, it is almost impossible to smoothly enter the Temple of Heaven.

But he couldn't release Yan Li to fight against it. For a while, even Wushuang felt thorny.

Since what supports them is obsession, can dispelling obsession persist in them?

Jian Wushuang thought to himself secretly, and then he moved, facing the three immortal bone guards, said, "Do you know your current situation?"

"Those who break into heaven, die!" they repeated this sentence.

He went on to say, "You, together with this heavenly court, including your emperor, have actually perished. Now you are just obsessed and have no meaning."

The three immortal bone guards didn't speak anymore, and Jian Wushuang's words seemed to evoke their long-lasting sleep memories, and the light in his eyes began to fluctuate.

Jian Wushuang saw the effect of his words, and took another dose of fierce medicine, "Why, don't believe it? But the fact is that your heaven has already been destroyed. All those who participated in the war, no Yanxian can survive, all It became a dead bone."

After he finished speaking, his arms moved back, and the floating soil on the ground was lifted up, exposing the infinite layers of fairy bones.

"In fact, you have all died out in that war, just sleep well in the next time."

Looking at the layers of fairy bones, the tragedy of the previous war reappeared.

They were in pain, the obsession in the body, and the strength began to dissipate, and then fell back into the abyss.

It was only tens of hours, and everything fell back into silence, and the violent ferocity disappeared.

"Go!" Jian Wushuang waved towards the dazed crowd, and then swept towards the heavenly court.

Chen Qing and others also reacted and hurried to keep up.

Jian Wushuang, who was about to enter the heavenly court, suddenly stopped again, as if remembering something, turned around and urged Yan Li to bury the exposed numerous fairy bones again.

After doing all this, he hurried to heaven.

Stepping into the broken square, the five figures appeared extremely small.

Compared with the magnificent palace of Zhenwuyang Emperor, this magnificent heavenly court, although not as magnificent and magnificent as it is, is not as unremarkable as it is.

On this broken square, there are also bloodstains, which belong to Yanxian's bloodstain, which can survive the reincarnation of all ages, and today it exudes rich strength.

Everything is showing the tragic war that happened here.

But what makes Jian Wushuang somewhat puzzled is that this entire heavenly court does not seem to have suffered much damage. Could it be that the battle between the emperors and the emperors could not damage this heavenly court?

It seems that this heaven is not like being destroyed, but more like being sealed.

Jian Wushuang's thinking stopped with Chen Qing struggling to open the gate of the imperial palace.

No obvious smell came out, and even any luck, the breath did not show the slightest.

Then, everyone crept into this heavenly court.

A unique dark blue hue, reflected in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

The interior of this vast expanse of heaven is magnificent and majestic, and all that is visible is the decoration painted in dark blue tones.

The heavenly dome above the head depicts thousands of flying birds, showing an indescribable prestige.

In this heavenly court, on the 18 mountain and sea columns lined up left and right, the totems of birds and birds are also depicted in dark blue tones.

These flying birds are all of the same characteristics. They have hexagonal heads, golden eyes, dark and magnificent bodies, and are extremely luxurious.

Chen Qing and others are looking at this majestic heavenly court, but only Qing Qing's eyes that have been silent for a long time have been glorious!

Jian Wushuang's gaze locked in the deepest place after entering this heavenly court.

There was a towering throne standing still!

Sitting on the throne, a figure was sitting.

A figure in Moyu Liuyun Emperor's Costume.

There are thousands of black lotus blossoms on both sides of this invisible body. I don't know how many years have passed, and they have never withered.

Everything showed a mysterious state.

What makes Jian Wushuang strange is that no matter how he looks, he can't see through the face of the figure in the imperial clothes.

Chen Qing and others also noticed the figure sitting deep on the throne deep in that court.

"It seems that it is already dead." Feeling the breath of silence in the hall, Chen Qing opened his eyes.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak~www.readwn.com~ He also felt the same, sitting on the throne, the incomparable figure, really had no breath, and was dead.

His emperor's body is ancient.

The emperor's luck has completely dissipated.

This emperor, even if it fell, the general situation surging from the whole body made Yan Xian tremble.

Behind the death of an emperor is the fall of countless heavens, Yan Xian, and even Dayan Xian's death.

This battle of unknown era was eventually buried with the death of one emperor.

Jian Wushuang has no doubt that the emperor now waved his hands to destroy countless Yanxian, suppress countless enemies, open up infinite territory, and establish heaven.

But right now, everything is meaningless. The Heavenly Court he created eventually became a burial ground, and countless Yanxian also turned into dead bones.

But at the end of the destruction, it was good to be able to die so decently.