Chapter 4646

Among the broken clothes, jade ornaments rang, and a slender green lotus with Jasper roots slowly fell into the endless abyss with its owner.

Every drop of God's blood containing powerful power falls into the void, like leaves returning to the earth.

Everything is like a strange dream, falling forever.

However, in this dark matter full of unknown, like the darkness of a dream, a pure golden awn broke the chaos.

"Hmm? How can there be two people here?" A voice full of doubt and dignity sounded, and finally everything returned to calm.

I don't know how long it took, the figure that should have fallen in the hands of the virtual God, but I don't know how to survive, slowly opened his eyes.

I can only feel the sunshine around me and the gentle sound of the breeze passing through the bamboo in my ears.

"I'm dead, isn't this the realm of reincarnation..."

"Is there reincarnation when God dies..."

Sitting up slowly from the bamboo bed, Jian Wushuang was interrupted by the sharp pain from his body before he had time to think about any problems.

"Will there be pain after death? Am I not dead?" Jian Wushuang whispered softly, hurriedly stabilized the heart platform, and carefully examined the meridians in his body.

Under this exploration, he really realized that he was not dead!

In addition to the broken meridians in the body, even the divine power is slowly circulating!

"I'm not dead? I'm not dead!" The uncontrollable ecstasy made Jian Wushuang forget the sharp pain in his body.

It was not until he calmed down for a while that he looked at the temporary room.

The room is extremely simple. Every piece of furniture, window decorations, and even the house are made of bamboo, and from the degree of roughness, it seems that it is made by its owner by hand.

Holding back the sharp pain, Jian Wushuang walked out of the room barefoot.

Outside the door, the warm sunshine was shining on my face, and bamboo gardens were planted on both sides of the small house.

In front of us is the endless plain.

Looking at the fairyland like environment in front of him, Jian Wushuang completely relieved his vigilance. It has been thousands of years, and he has never enjoyed a moment of relaxation.

But he only relaxed for a moment, and all the problems came to his mind again!

The fierce battlefield of blood and fire, the army of millions of spiritual friars, and the seriously injured old master were all gouged out on him like a sharp knife at this moment.

Take a deep breath, and Jian Wushuang's eyes look at the other room of the bamboo house behind him.

He was slightly relieved when he quickly pushed the door in.

In the room, the old man lay quietly on it, his breath was gentle, and he had already passed the dangerous period, but only on his skin, the dark cyan cobweb like lines had not dissipated.

Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang sat before the bed and stretched out his hand to ferry the divine power of life and death circulating in the body into the old master's body.

The divine power entered the body like a clay ox into the sea, and there was no trace of it, but the sword unparalleled seemed to sit still, just crossing into the divine power as usual.

For several years, the sky never rose or fell, and everything was the same.

Until, this continent uploaded a slight fluctuation.

Slowly open your eyes, as if aware of something, Jian Wushuang quickly walked out of the bamboo house.

From the distant sky, space automatically cracks a gap, and countless figures come to this continent.

Looking at the familiar figures and the familiar divine power, the sword is unparalleled. It is no longer difficult to suppress the heart and jump away.

The blood wave supreme, who was bathed in blood all over, was at the end of his power, both the divine body and consciousness. On his side, the king of nine robbers who changed white clothes into blood clothes, the ancestor of Ba nationality, White Ape, Long Yan, Long Chi, Wu Jianxian, Taixu God Emperor and others were the same.

Less than a million monks have lost any luster in their eyes. Only the kylin clan, who suffered the same heavy casualties, has an excited look on their faces.

The sword in a plain shirt was unparalleled, but it came to everyone in an instant.

The Supreme Master of blood wave smiled and whispered, "peerless palace master, blood wave will come to see you."

After that, the Supreme Master of blood wave fainted.

The sword unparalleled hurriedly urged his body to hold the blood wave supreme.

On the other hand, Wu Jianxian opened his eyes wide and said unbelievably, "unparalleled sword? Are you not dead?"

Jian Wushuang smiled wryly and nodded, "fortunately, I didn't die. Let's not talk about this first. I'll quickly find a place to settle down."

At this moment, everyone's nerves, which had been tight, were completely relaxed.

He is not dead, and everyone firmly believes that the universe of divine power still has a chance.

Nearly a million powerful cosmic armies are stationed directly on the plain. After all, every inch of space here is full of pure divine power, and it is imperative to quickly recover themselves.

Until the injured monks were arranged properly, Jian Wushuang noticed that not far away, a middle-aged man in plain gold clothes was looking at him with a smile.

And behind the extraordinary middle-aged man, Qi ting and Qi, the only surviving five sons of kylin, stood there.

Almost by intuition, Jian Wushuang realized that the middle-aged man was the master of this world.

"Xiaoyou, as expected, has an extraordinary physique. He has completely recovered after only a few years of absence." The middle-aged man took Qi tingqi and hurried to Jian Wushuang.

"Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Jian. I'm very grateful." Jian Wushuang arched his hand solemnly.

The middle-aged man smiled, "my name is Qi Ting, the eldest son of the Kirin clan. If you don't mind, you can also call me brother Qi."

Looking at the Qi behind the middle-aged man, listening to the two Qi, they already understood that what the middle-aged man said was true, and did not hesitate too much. Jian Wushuang arched his hands and laughed again, "brother Qi."

The middle-aged man named Qiting nodded and smiled, "for many years, my Cang Wutai realm has finally become useful."

"Cang Wutai, where is this?"

"Near the broken Luodu, there is a chaotic spring." Qiting explained.

Jian Wushuang nodded. When the Luodu star domain was destroyed, he vaguely felt that there was indeed strange energy attached in the chaotic spring. Now he thought it was the realm of Cang Wutai.

"I have been here since I was young, and until today, I don't know how many centuries have passed. I haven't known anything about what happened outside for half a minute, and I've wasted half my life." Qi Ting half recalled, half sighed.

"If I don't take that step completely, I'm afraid this ordeal of the divine universe will become my eternal regret."

At this point, Qi Ting's eyes are shining with a burning God's light, and a breath that has gone through the vicissitudes of ancient times and has a faint edge has emerged.

Jian Wushuang, who just wanted to comfort Qi Ting, couldn't help but be shocked when he felt everything emerging around him.

That kind of self is completely detached from things, but also controls all things. The existence of creation rules is between breath and puff, which is impressively ancestral!