Chapter 4839

The broken sky and the destroyed sky disappeared.

Instead, a vast palace.

The burst pain in Jian Wushuang's mind suddenly disappeared, and everything became clear.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is the giant man with a boar's head still standing beside him.

This time, beside the unparalleled sword, in addition to the pig headed giant, there were also seven bodies, all of which were ugly and twisted faces, bloated or stout.

A total of eight body shapes, with a tray covered with red cloth in their hands.

"Ninth brother, you have made great achievements in this attack on heaven. Just wait for the reward of your eldest brother!" The huge man with boar head touched his sword and whispered.

Jian Wushuang ignored him, but looked at the tray that came out of thin air in his hand.

The tray was covered with red cloth, with a fist sized bulge in the middle, and it was beating slightly.

He deliberately stretched out his hand to open it, but was interrupted by a thick voice.

"Come in, everyone."

As the words fell, it was like an irresistible force pushing the sword forward.

He frowned, but was surprised that he could not resist, and could only let that force drive him forward.

Walking into the huge hall, the scene in front of Jian Wushuang frowned!

This is an evil temple.

The center of the vast hall is concave, and there are countless God corpses stacked inside. The broken and bright god corpses are no less than 100000.

On top of these gods, there is a mountain like body. It has no face and can hardly be described by creatures. It is like the outline of all kinds of creatures being squeezed together, which is very impressive.

"I've seen big brother." The other seven shouted in unison, extending their trays forward at the same time.

The mountain like figure did not respond, and had been silent, as if waiting for something.

The man closest to jianwushuang looked around, and then stretched out his hand to lift the red cloth on the tray in his hand, "brother, please enjoy it. The taste of Yan Xian is different from what we have eaten."

The red cloth was lifted, and a head with closed eyes was revealed.

The sword is unparalleled and creepy. I saw the head, which is the head of Di Qing who disappeared!

He looked at the tray in his hand again and slowly lifted the red cloth on it.

A bright heart is beating faintly, which is the fairy source of Deqing.

"No, how could he die so inexplicably? This must be a fantasy." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.

At this time, the mountain body sitting on countless God corpses moved, and he waved a distant move, directly ingested Di Qing's head, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

The space seemed to be at a standstill. The mountain body stopped moving, and then raised its arms a moment later, rolling up the Diqing bodies in the rest of the tray one by one.

But when it was his turn to jianwushuang, he suddenly grasped the origin of Diqing in the palm of his hand, and was not swept away.

"Ninth brother, what are you doing?! this is for the boss!" The huge man said in a hurry, and he would stretch out his hand to seize the fairy source in his hand.

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, retreated several feet directly, and said coldly, "when will it be installed? This illusion is also time to break, right? Do you want me to destroy it?"

Several giant men were all stunned.

"Ninth brother, what are you talking about? What fantasy? I'm your third brother!" The huge man with a boar head looked anxious and surprised.

At this time, the space suddenly shook, and the dome of the palace broke.

Hundreds of millions of wisps of light shone from the broken gap, and at the same time, a golden scale Giant Claw appeared, covering the unparalleled head of the sword.

The sword was unparalleled. It breathed out, and its body shape soared with the golden scale claw.

But at this time, the huge mountain body moved, and he suddenly waved his arm and hit it, which was beyond the power of Yan Xian!

He was shocked that if the blow hit the center, it would definitely be hit hard.

The imagined scene did not appear, and the golden scale Giant Claw completely wrapped the sword unparalleled and blocked the blow.

The whole palace was instantly fragmented, and all the pictures began to collapse.

"Nine younger brothers!"

……

When Jian Wushuang opened his eyes again, the familiar scene appeared.

The heaven prison had completely fallen, and the void was shrouded in a kind of blood gauze, but he still stood where he was, and just made a gesture of escape.

Di Qing is juxtaposing with him and looking at him with eyebrows.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously swallowed his throat, "just now I seemed to have a dream?"

Di Qing smelled the words, and then slowly explained, "strictly speaking, it's not a dream, not even a fantasy."

"Well, what was that place just now?" He was a little confused.

Di Qing slowly cocked up the corner of his mouth, "if I tell you that it is a possible situation in the future?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned and said, "that is to say, what you just experienced is not false, but real and possible?"

"You can say so, but it's not true. There are some complexities in it, and I can't fully explore it, including me."

Diqing said, "but one thing I can be sure of is that what I just experienced is based on fantasy. It is a world that should not have appeared, but has been created, and is about to move towards reality."

Jian Wushuang frowned. Diqing said it was very complex, and the amount of information contained was quite wide, which was equivalent to explaining the psychedelic scene just now from the source.

However, he did not believe that the scene just now would be possible in the future.

"In fact, we were confused at the beginning." Di said in a faint voice, "that blood gas has a psychedelic effect, and I'm afraid if ordinary immortals can't escape."

"But he obviously underestimated us and left a gap so carelessly."

He said, shaking his hand, and directly cleaned up all the blood around him.

Hundreds of babies quietly emerged, and they couldn't stop retreating.

With his appearance, then the void rippled again, and the childe in a capable long shirt walked out slowly.

"If it's really great, it seems that those who can come to my big heaven as guests are all first-class masters."

"Childe, I don't know if there is something wrong, which caused the dissatisfaction of the two, so I came to Damian as a guest?"

Jian Wushuang didn't want to confront him and said in a low voice, "we're just passing by here, and we don't want to get angry. We'll leave in a moment."

The childe corrects the words, and the corners of his mouth slightly remind him, "Oh, is it just passing by? Presumably, the pill in the hands of Wei Liujia, the Lord of Xianshan mountain, has nothing to do with you two, and the destruction of the heavenly prison has nothing to do with you two?"

Jian Wushuang stopped talking, and the intention of the sword had been condensed in the palm. Just wait for the childe to correct the problem, and then start immediately.