Chapter 4710

Jian Wushuang is really speechless. He originally thought that he could call the three emperors to end the battle while they left. He didn't expect to turn back, which made Jian Wushuang's hard state of mind a little loose and extremely helpless.

Looking at the end of his powerful crossbow, when he was considering whether to kick it away, another twoorthree strong breath appeared.

Chen Qing and the thin purple robe directly framed the little emperor from left to right.

Chen Qingmian said with embarrassment, "brother, sorry, we're going to take xiaodijun away."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, secretly relieved, and then quickly opened his mouth, "leave quickly."

Chen Qing nodded and stood with the little emperor ready to leave.

"No, I can't leave." The little emperor struggled.

Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I'll come later."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Being affirmed, xiaodijun nodded with satisfaction, and then fainted.

Then, spring and autumn came, laughing, "brother Jian, it's time to fight side by side again."

Jian Wushuang responded with a smile, turned around and looked at the little emperor and others who had gone far, secretly relieved, and then released a hand to open the bowl Yang cork, "emperors, Jian asked for help."

"Good boy, I'm so calm that I can't hold my breath in the bottle!" At first, the true image of a dignified old man with long beard and beard emerged from the bottle.

Then an old man with strange heavy pupils followed him, and finally a tall and thin old man.

With the true image of these three dilapidated imperial costumes, the whole Jingchuan has reached the edge of collapse.

Their appearance turned the whole battle situation of Tiancheng almost instantly.

After seeing this scene, Yan Xian's eyebrows jumped violently at the same time. The figure drilled out of nowhere unexpectedly had a strange ripple floating on each body.

"Why do these guys have some familiar smell?" The tall and thin old man moved.

"Whoever they are, kill them first!" As soon as the old man drank arrogantly, he immediately brushed his sleeve, and the supreme pressure was almost a moment before he squeezed and impacted away.

The power belonging to another level directly withstood the pressure of nearly a thousand ancestors, which made the sword unparalleled, and it could free up its hands.

The three emperors shot at the same time, almost already laid the end.

The general trend was easily broken, and the three emperors almost rushed forward with a grim smile. With every wave of their hands, groups of ancestral level Nirvana disappeared, which was that even those immortals could not compete.

If this emperor's true soul and unparalleled sword can barely check and balance, then at this moment, these three emperors appear, and even he has only a share to be killed.

Since Wan Mu Tian took the three emperors away, Jian Wushuang has an unreal feeling. Confused, he has these three supreme powers to help, almost making him directly have the most terrible cards in Dayan Huan.

Just in the true soul state, it is easy to kill the current top repair. The sword is unparalleled. I can't imagine how terrible it would be if it were a real emperor?

Looking at the three emperors who were almost devastated, he had already held the spring and autumn of life and death and widened his eyes. Then he looked at Jian Wushuang and said with a wry smile, "brother Jian, at the beginning, we went to WanMu sky. Fortunately, we didn't come hard, otherwise I'm afraid we're already in danger."

Jian Wushuang deeply thought about this. If he had destroyed Yang Jun, that is, the tall and thin old man, regardless of everything at that time, they would never be able to stand here intact now.

At the same time, it can be seen that xiaodijun sent the two of them to WanMu sky, obviously trying to wipe them out by the hand of the third Dijun.

In this way, the image of the little emperor was much worse in jianwushuang's heart.

He had calculated in his heart that he would run away with Chunqiu after he would eliminate these enemies at present.

No matter how powerful he is, can he extend his palm to the whole Dayan universe?

Make a decision, the sword unparalleled no longer hesitated, Jietian Yanli rose, the whole person turned into a sharpest long sword, straight ahead.

This fierce battle finally turned into a one-sided massacre with the arrival of the three emperors.

With the scream resounding, the last Yan Xian was directly pinched by the dignified old man to explode the fairy source!

At this point, less than 100 ancestors were left in the powerful encirclement and suppression army!

"Let go, let us go..." the head of the black robed ancestral class slowly retreated, and his eyes showed despair.

The sword was peerless and cold eyed. He stretched out his hand and shook it in the air. The black robed Zu level covered his neck in pain and struggled.

"Who sent you and why did you kill him?"

Two questions in a row made all the heipao ancestors who survived look frightened. Once they said it, it was no different from immediately sentencing to death.

"Say!" The sword's peerless eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, and the strength in his hands was increased.

Feeling the real terror of life and death, the black robed Zu level, who was struggling to breathe, dared not hide it anymore, "I don't know, it's a male, a son..."

Without saying a word, the strange black light burst directly from his chest and burned his origin!

The remaining black robed ancestors saw this, and their faces were all shocked. At this moment, they all scattered and fled!

Looking at the body shape scattered in all directions, the old man snorted coldly, and the four pupils in his eyes turned up strangely.

At the next moment, the whole sky was suddenly dark. With the darkness, there were countless strange eye wheels like the sun!

All the black robed ancestors who fled only felt that they were in the mire, and the air around them began to stagnate.

Then they subconsciously looked at the sky and looked at the countless sun like eyes.

It seems that something is quickly stripped from their bodies, and at the same time, the long and almost endless life begins to flow back

The pupils of each top repair changed from panic to apathy, finally died silent, and then fell straight to the earth like puddles of mud.

The sword is unparalleled. At the same time of these top self-cultivation meteorites, the sources poured into the eye chakra in the air that day.

Such power should be the magic power of the old man with heavy eyes.

"I've created karma again. Sin, sin, old Su He, come and reflect with me." The tall and thin old man, with a serious appearance, grabbed the heavy pupil and said to the old man.

The heavy pupil old man took back his magic power and disdained his lips. "Come on, you two killed Yan Xian, I'm afraid you can't even put down the heaven, and dare to say it's killing karma?"

"Look, the killing heart is almost covering up the original heart. It seems that it is necessary for the emperor to guide you in the future." The tall and thin old man curled his lips.

"All right, don't say two words," Weiyi old man opened his mouth, and then looked at Jian Wushuang, "what's your next plan, little friend?"