Chapter 4667

As if it was about to collapse, the divine power filling the body also slowly scattered in the air.

"Well, what's going on..."

He was a little flustered, but found that he couldn't even turn over in the simplest way.

The jackdaw, who has also woken up on one side, also flashed a touch of gloom in her eyes after seeing this behind the scenes. How can she not understand what is happening now, who is extremely sensitive to death.

Jian Wushuang and the old master fell to the ground and walked slowly in front of him.

Leaning against the coffin, half of the young monk's body had turned into a bit of white light and dissipated.

"Am I already dead?" He raised his head with some difficulty and looked at the divine man in front of him.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were dim and he nodded slowly.

As early as before, when they first contacted, Jian Wushuang already realized that the young monk had no breath of life.

Maybe it was because of Qi Ting's muddy fetus that he retained his mind and existed as a dead body until now.

Now the Qi Ting clay embryo is sealed by the sword unparalleled, and the source of power that naturally maintained his body has also disappeared.

After recovering from the initial panic, the young friar said with relief, "I've been like them for a long time. I thought I was the only survivor, but it's OK. After hundreds of thousands of years of boredom, it's time to have a good sleep."

After saying this, the young monk's body finally turned into a handful of white mans.

Sword peerless reached out and picked up the white awn, kneaded it into a very bright star, and then dotted it on the sky.

"Let's go. Leave everything here to future generations." Jian Wushuang smiled, and the three figures finally disappeared.

The task that was originally expected to last a million years was completed 800000 years in advance. Jian Wushuang and others returned to the cloud palace.

In this way, at the end of the 300000 year, jianwushuang and Lao Zun finally returned to the cloud palace.

And the Jackdaw girl, who was silent but regarded the sword as all, had already died one day in more than 200000 years.

For high-level monks, 200000 years is just a time of retreat, but the foundation is the poor universe, the mortal world with weak divine power, the peddlers and soldiers who cannot practice, and the spirits with a little understanding.

200000 years has been the most wonderful and long life for that jackdaw girl.

Looking at the huge hall as calm as hundreds of thousands of years, Jian Wushuang smiled and entered the cloud palace.

Guarding the Yunxiao palace, two descendants of the dragon clan shrugged their noses and continued to sleep.

The return of the unparalleled sword did not cause much shock, because there were not many people in the whole Yunxiao palace.

LAN LAN, Bawang and others have been stationed in the ancient road of the starry sky, rarely returning to the Yunxiao palace. The Supreme Master of blood wave led more than 100000 supreme masters to garrison the battlefield outside the territory, while the king of Jiujie, who successfully broke through the invincible Supreme Master and entered the semi ancestral territory, stationed on the way to Tianmen.

As for the dragon and Phoenix families, they have also returned to their respective star regions, leaving only more than 100 descendants of the families stationed in the cloud palace.

As time goes by, the new moon takes the place of spring.

In a flash, another 500000 years have passed.

On the top of the cloud, Jian Wushuang happily held a jade fishing rod and fished in the sea of clouds.

Beside him, accompanied by Lao Zun, Xiaozhi and, of course, Fengqi.

The small fish transformed by divine power writhed in the sea of clouds. Every time when it came to eating the hook, the sword unparalleled raised the fishing rod to prevent the fish from touching it. So repeatedly, I enjoyed it.

"I said the sword is unparalleled. You guys are all bored. You have been fishing with us for more than 100000 years, and you haven't caught a fish." Feng Qi on one side was covered with black lines, and his voice was angry.

"Fishing is a matter of great consideration for patience and physical strength. I want to catch a fish for only 100000 years, and then I'll fish for another 100000 years." The sword is unparalleled and serious.

Slightly shook his head, Feng Qi no longer complained, but also a kind of fishing.

Fishing in the sea of clouds for 500000 years is also the most wanton year for everyone.

No one knows what will happen next, not even the unparalleled sword standing at the top of the universe.

In the next time, Xuebo supreme and others stationed in foreign battlefields began to return to the cloud palace one after another.

Waiting for them is the first reopening of the gate of heaven after the havoc of the divine universe.

Every 100000 years, batches of immortal geniuses will emerge from the original XingKong ancient road, but only after going through the way of Tianmen can they finally ascend the Yunxiao palace and become disciples of Zeus.

The way of Tianmen is another trial path opened by jianwushuang after he achieved the ancestor god. If you want to enter it, you must first pass the examination of the ancient road of stars.

Everyone is vaguely expecting that it will be recognized by more than 20 invincible supreme masters and a semi ancestor super strong. What kind of amazing genius will it be?

However, the special existence of genius, such as sword peerless, has been beyond the scope of consideration.

A million years ago, on that day, the morning bell rang, and the immortal sound rang through nine days and ten places.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and the giants of all parties gathered in Yunxiao palace.

Jian Wushuang sat in front of the cloud palace. He was obviously looking forward to something, looking at the distance with a smile.

In the vast clouds, the king of nine disasters, dressed in white rather than snow, slowly set foot in front of the cloud palace, behind him were more than 20 invincible supreme masters.

"Return to the gods of the universe, Jiujie and others are lucky to live up to their fate." The king of the nine robbers and his people arched their hands.

Jian Wushuang smiled, stretched out his hand and waved Hua Mang, "excuse me."

Enveloped by the supreme light, the king of nine robbers and others only felt that the fatigue in the Divine Body dissipated and the divine power was full.

Then, at the end of the square, six slightly immature bodies appeared in everyone's eyes.

Facing the supreme real dragon on the pillars on both sides, these six figures did not have the slightest timidity, and walked steadily forward.

In front of these six figures is a handsome young man in a green shirt with picturesque eyebrows.

There was no hesitation in his eyes, only calm.

At the same time, he didn't understand in his heart why he didn't feel the slightest strangeness and fear when he came to the Yunxiao palace, which is the most mysterious and belongs to the top of the universe, but had an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

Getting rid of those unrealistic ideas of the alarm clock, the young man in green shirt gradually accelerated his pace.

Recalling what they had experienced on the way to the vast and terrifying Tianmen, the other five people shivered at the same time without trace, and also stepped forward quickly.

Few of the supreme masters present at the cloud palace knew how these people who passed the examination of the way of heaven had experienced it.

But they knew that through the appreciation of the supreme masters who participated in the war of catastrophe, they were already able to stand up to 99% of the immortals in the divine universe.