Chapter 4704

The sword peerless did not know when it appeared. His body was standing in the void, and there was a Hua mang overflowing from his fingers, like sands, scattered in the whole whirling sky.

The people who were struggling to resist only felt that the pressure on their bodies was a little loose, and the almost earth shaking anger of their eight arms actually stopped at this moment, and then their eight arms stopped, and their four eyes closed.

"What, what's going on?"

Spring and autumn was puzzled at first, and then looked at the unparalleled sword standing in the void and surging with golden sands like flowers, and then understood.

Sword peerless has already given him a strong image of turning the tide and everything in his heart.

And the last one who can give Chunqiu such a sense of concentration is his emperor's father Fenghua.

With eight arms angry eyes stagnant, the whole whirling sky fell into a kind of verge of collapse.

The bald arhat whose divine body was blown to pieces opened his eyes and looked at the sword in despair.

Although the realm of immortality was close to immortality as long as the breath was continuous, he was frightened, and he felt that everything in his body was dissipating rapidly, as if stripped by some supreme energy.

Slowly spit out a mouthful of muddy breath, and the sword unparalleled reached out and grabbed the bald arhat's head in his hand.

The great terror between life and death made his teeth tremble and he couldn't even speak completely.

"Yan, Yan Xian, please let go..."

Jian Wushuang obviously didn't bother to talk nonsense. If the bald arhat had been honest before and didn't come out to rob the road, this series of things would not have happened.

This is it. Cut the grass and get rid of the roots.

The second point of the eclipse was in the middle of the bald arhat's face. A kind of overwhelming energy directly crushed his origin.

"No..."

The ugly head was fragmented, which occupied the whole bosuo day, and finally fell into the hands of jianwushuang.

In order to prevent him from dying completely, Jian Wushuang used a great magic power to completely clear the sky and earth that whirled for hundreds of millions of miles, strangling any breath that might rekindle.

At this point, without hurting other creatures, most of the whirling sky became a dead area.

As the bald arhat fell, the eight arm anger that shook the sky and the earth did not disappear, but turned into a palm sized painted pottery in the wind and fell into the unparalleled hands of the sword.

With eight arms stretched and eyes staring like bells, it's actually a little ugly

From the void to the ground, Chunqiu excitedly stepped forward, "brother Jian, powerful!"

Jian Wushuang smiled and threw the palm sized painted pottery to Chunqiu, "here you are."

"What is this?" Spring and autumn hurriedly caught it and played it curiously.

Upon the death of bald Luohan, his disciples, who were originally scattered by birds and beasts, were also killed by jianwushuang.

As soon as he jumped onto the deck, jianwushuang returned to his old position in the bow of the boat and began to sit up.

Zheng Ying glanced at his back, and then stepped back to the boat.

In this battle in the whirling sky, there were only less than 20 people left in the team with a large number of people, and more than half of them died in the sea area of juhaitianzhang.

And this treacherous voyage is about to come to an end.

Through the whirling heaven and earth, continue to move forward. In a certain period of time, the mysterious Zheng Ying disappeared again.

For this mysterious woman, I don't know why, jianwushuang has some unspeakable concerns.

As the channel draws to a close, the vast heaven and earth with a square Fairy Spirit has replaced the previous ups and downs.

The mysterious atmosphere also eased Jian Wushuang's vigilant heart.

From time to time, Yan Xian, who rides a crane, leaves a touch of white in the sky, and all kinds of strong bodies seem to be the main color of this great Yan Huan.

After several years, the ship finally sailed to the destination - Jingchuan.

This is a towering super heaven to the extreme. It is said that this was once a Taoist field perceived by a godless king. It is full of vitality to the extreme, but it is eternal.

Looking at several huge ships driving in the huge sea, the top repairmen who came and went had already seen it, and even did not cast a curious look.

After swimming through the river, several giant ships entered one by one, and at this time, more than a dozen black shirt Yan immortals stepped into the air.

The thin purple robe immediately threw a light gold seal from his hand and fell into the hands of the first person.

After a few breaths, the palm of the leading black shirt Yan Xian brushed, and the Tianmen built by the cloud Yan force was opened.

"Finally." Spring and autumn stretched for a long time, glanced forward subconsciously from the corner of his eyes, and his body was suddenly stunned.

Jian Wushuang also frowned slightly.

Behind the Tianmen gate passing through Sichuan, I saw a figure standing there in luxurious clothes with a few scattered meanings on his face, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing that the huge ship arrived safely, the little emperor smiled and jumped to the deck.

"I've seen the little emperor." The thin purple robe and more than ten purple robes knelt down on one knee to reply.

"Thank you, partner." The little emperor nodded, Yan Li turned into a breeze and held up the thin purple robe and others, and then he turned his eyes to the unparalleled body of Jian.

"Well done. What do you want? Goddess, Kung Fu, heaven and earth?" A dozen kinds were listed one by one, and he waited for the reply of jianwushuang.

"Fifty years." Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and said something he didn't know.

The little emperor smiled, "seventy years."

Jian Wushuang acquiesced, and then said, "since there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to sleep."

"Don't worry, you shouldn't have been to this place through Sichuan. I'll show you around here, and it's not too late to return." The little emperor finished his words and hurried to Jingchuan with his hands on his back without waiting for jianwushuang to answer.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, and then said to Chunqiu beside him, "just wait for me here, and I'll go back."

Chunqiu glanced around and quickly shook his head. "Forget it, I'd better follow brother Jian. We can take care of each other."

The sword was unparalleled without much words, and the body moved forward in a floating manner.

As the most vast heaven and earth, Jingchuan has a terrible background, and the monks who can come here are all top practitioners.

Just a glance, there are hundreds of ancestors.

In terms of ancestral level, jianwushuang had a simple discussion with the spring and Autumn period not long ago.

In the great Yan universe, which is the extreme of all things, there is no ancestor level, but it is replaced by the Yan realm.

That is to say, every ancestor level in the Da Yan universe is actually called Ru Yan.

At the same time, the strength of these top practitioners who belong to the ancestral level in the Dayan universe is slightly inferior to that of the ancestral level in the divine universe.

And this half point belongs to the avenue Qi Yun, which cannot be copied and is uniquely endowed by nature.

Walking side by side with the little emperor, I fell down in front of the gate through Sichuan and walked on this vast and vast plain.