Legend of Swordsman

Since I don't think about it, don't think about it.

Jian Wushuang and the others are his backs, no matter whether they succeed or not, they can give him a thought.

As for the others, he can't control so much, he can only fight!

It can't be delayed any longer.

Otherwise, too much time is given to extinction, and there will be changes in the end.

Wow!

Zhen Ling waved his hand and directly recovered all the injuries on everyone.

This is the origin that mobilized the Temple of Qishen.

Jian Wushuang's breath also recovered, but the power of the starry sky could not be recovered.

At least let Jian Wushuang rest for half an hour before he can completely restore the power of the starry sky and use the strongest means.

"Since the life-killing law body has disappeared, you should continue to practice here. This time I will protect you personally until we go to the heavens together!" Zhen Ling said solemnly.

Everyone was flattered, and after thanking them, they returned to practice again.

Jian Wushuang knew what the true spirit meant. This was to prevent these people from revealing the matter of extinction, which was to protect him in disguise.

For this, Jian Wushuang is naturally grateful.

Miesheng obviously came for Jian Wushuang. If this matter is known by other inheritors, if you can't hold it that day, let the true spirit surrender Jian Wushuang.

Then it will be troublesome.

Although the true spirit can suppress it at will, if it loses its majesty, then it's really over.

Convincing power is the first.

Sitting cross-legged around the golden skeleton, everyone once again upgraded their divine body.

Without the shelter of the cave, they were far away this time.

Jian Wushuang is the same.

Although Jian Wushuang's divine body had reached 80,000 times now, he still couldn't get close.

He originally wanted to ask True Spirit about Dongjun's affairs, but when he thought, True Spirit would ask him why he knew Dongjun's affairs, that would be bad.

There are some things, it is better not to say more.

Jian Wushuang practiced honestly.

After this battle, everyone's views on Jian Wushuang have also changed.

Although I know that the extinction is for Jian Wushuang.

But when looking at Jian Wushuang, there was no resentment, more jealousy in his eyes.

Especially Fan Feng and the backbone Luo.

Although on the surface he dared not make times before Jian Wufang, but at the bottom of his heart was very jealous.

Fan Feng, in particular, was so jealous when he confronted Emperor Yun that his sisters did not agree.

In fact, it was all because of her careful eye.

This kind of person is the most terrifying.

A hundred years have passed by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it's time to start.

On this day, everyone stopped practicing.

Because the true spirits have already set up a teleportation formation here, ready to move them directly to the tomb of the gods, and then go to the heavens together.

After the ten people stepped onto the teleportation formation, the true spirit was not in a hurry or slow.

Under Zhu Qi's eyes, he put Dongjun's golden bones into his mustard seeds very smoothly.

"Ahem, that little Zhu Qi, help me tell your house master, I'll take away the mountain and forest secret realm too!" Before Zhu Qi could reply, he jumped into the teleportation formation.

The next moment, the teleportation array burst out with dazzling light, and instantly took the entire mountain and forest secret realm into the tomb of the gods.

No wonder they were asked to go to the tomb of the gods first, and then to the heavens.

Feelings are for this secret mountain forest.

Jian Wushuang was okay, he was used to it.

That's how the original Moyin Mountain was obtained.

Although other people are surprised, they dare not reveal disrespect in the face of the true spirit.

"Follow me to the tombstone!" Zhen Ling beckoned, and led the crowd from the top of the Tomb God Mountain into a passage.

It's black in front of me.

When they appeared again, everyone had arrived at a huge dojo.

"This is the Qishen's dojo and the place where the tombstone is located. It was originally planned to be opened in the near future, but the tombstone has not been dug out, and it has to be delayed for a while!" Zhen Ling explained as he walked.

Leading everyone to the core of the dojo, below the Faxiang of the Gods.

Jian Wushuang and others raised their heads to look at the gods.

Jian Wushuang had known the face of Qishen for a long time.

He even touched the body of the body how many times, so he was very calm.

There is no surprise.

Others are different.

When the Tongtian Buddha and Zhen Wuyang were faced with the physiognomy of such a powerful person, they bowed their heads for the first time, and then bowed their heads, not daring to look directly.

Wan Yan and Dong Sheng, these two are also similar, and after shock, they are also pious.

However, among the younger generation, I can't help but look up and down.

The true spirit went to the place where the incense burner was placed and lighted himself a few incense sticks.

Fan Feng, the head of the eighteen gods, fell to his knees, tears streaming down, but he did not dare to make any noise.

For fear of disturbing the cleanliness of this place.

Three great gods!

Eighteen gods!

One hundred and eight messengers!

The divine master won't say anything, they are all six calamity realm powerhouses, and their strength is terrifying.

God generals are different, just like messengers, they are all superb.

But each of the gods is the ultimate emperor.

They are the closest people to Qishen, and Qishen treats them like children.

When these gods will see the face of the gods, UU reading www. uukahnshu.com will naturally reveal sadness.

Seeing this scene, I found that Fan Feng was not so annoying.

After making a few sticks of incense, I inserted the incense burner at will.

Seeing Fan Feng who was kneeling on the ground, a gentle smile leaked out.

"Get up, boy!"

Fan Feng wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and stood up respectfully.

Then Zhen Ling turned his head and glanced at all of them, with his hands behind his back, and said: "There was once a great existence who predicted the future for the Hall of Uprising. He said that when I got up from the Hall of Uprising, there would be a peerless and powerful person, but this The price of the existence of a bit, but it will be a complete success!"

"In the past, I was very convinced, but after seeing you, I have changed my previous views. I think you all have the opportunity to become that peerless powerhouse!"

The true spirit said so truthfully, so that everyone's eyes were full of yearning.

Who doesn't want to be a peerless powerhouse.

As for one's success, it is not oneself who is dead.

"Here, I wish you all the best, soaring realm, returning to the Temple of Qishen as soon as possible, returning to your hometown, and saving the long river of time and space!" Zhen Ling waved his hand and directly evoked a jar of wine.

And in front of everyone, a bowl also appeared.

The drinks fly by themselves.

Everyone took the bowl and looked at the true spirit with scorching eyes.

"It's done!" Zhen Ling directly lifted the jar and finished it in one sip.

Everyone did not hesitate and drank cleanly.

Jian Wushuang grinned, only feeling that the wine was extremely spicy, not only did it not help the divine body, but it also made him dizzy.

Obviously not a good wine.

Even the see-off wine, is Zhenling unwilling to offer some good ones?

Just as Jian Wushuang vomited in his heart, a mirror-like mirror rose in his mind, and then his body returned to normal.

In the mirror, the face of the true spirit appeared!