Chapter 4908

Immortal immortal body has completely recovered, and the heavy damage that Youyun can shine on him is extremely limited, even far from normal.

So the sword can recover quickly.

After listening to the dead fairy's head, Jian Wushuang said, "can you tell me the specific location?"

"Of course, the ancient book should be under you. I hope you can destroy it. This is the last thing I can tell."

The dead fairy's head gradually collapsed, and finally turned into a handful of fly ash, which disappeared.

Sword peerless slowly got up, he looked at the scene in the air, and then the palm of his hand condensed into an invisible sword.

The next moment, he stabbed his sword to the ground.

"Boom!"

The collapse from the depths of the earth resounded.

With a sword of a million feet, the entire center of the earth under the abyss was broken by his sword!

The dark cloud, who was about to slap the dead sun, changed his complexion dramatically. The next moment, he rushed straight to the sword and swept away.

"Want to leave? I will never let you live today even if I die!"

Shu Yang was bathed in blood and held a silver gun in front of Youyun.

"Waste things, overestimate!" Youyun was furious and slapped him directly out.

But then, a tall and strong figure like a sacred peak stopped in front of him and spit hard.

"Old beast, and grandpa!"

Youyun was almost crazy, facing Fengshan, and directly released endless dead Qi.

Feng Shan and Shu Yang only blocked him for dozens of breath time, but that was the dozens of breath time, which was won for jianwushuang.

Almost the whole center of the earth was dug by the sword unparalleled. Under the dry, deep and cold pole of the earth, a red light suddenly swept up, shining the entire abyss dojo.

The dark cloud, with a deathly gray face, rushed to the red light in an instant.

However, it was too late. Jian Wushuang reached into the red awn and took out something.

"No, no!"

He was terrified, but he dared not take another step forward.

When Chi mang completely dissipated, a shabby ancient book fell into the hands of jianwushuang.

"Push back the death Sutra."

On this whole ancient book, there are only these four strange and treacherous fonts, and there is nothing else.

"Give it back to me and I'll let you go!" Youyun shouted in horror.

Jian Wushuang ignored him and directly opened the first page of the ancient book in his hand.

The red light flowed, and a page was painted and engraved with a picture of an ugly ghost, which came into view.

"You Yun? Ghost? Is he the ghost in the first page?" He thought so.

However, you Yun couldn't wait any longer. He jumped directly at jianwushuang.

Sword matchless no longer hesitated, directly stretched out his hand and tore down the first page of this "inverted death Sutra".

"Damn you!" Youyun was completely desperate. His whole body was instantly broken and clean, leaving no trace.

At the same time, the endless dead gas began to dissipate, and the whole abyss Dojo began to collapse.

Youyun's sudden death on the spot was simply unimaginable.

Everything happened so fast that even the sword couldn't believe it.

He just tore off the first page of this "inverted death Sutra", and a Dayan immortal died like this?

Jian Wushuang soon regained his consciousness. Looking at the page torn by himself, he found that it had become a yellow paper.

Everything reversed too quickly. Youyun died suddenly on the spot, and the dead spirit supporting the abyss Taoist field dissipated, and he could no longer stay in the abyss for a long time.

Without enough time to think about what happened, Jian Wushuang directly stuffed the ancient book into his arms, and then urged Feng Shan to go quickly.

"What about this guy, my lord?" Feng Shan wiped the nosebleed off his face and pointed to the almost non human shaped sun on the ground.

Sword matchless did not open his mouth, saving this guy is equivalent to saving an enemy.

But he didn't hesitate too much, directly released the derivative force to wrap it, and then flew out of the abyss together.

……

The endless breath of death has dissipated, and the originally chaotic sky has returned to its original color.

However, the earth is still dry and cracked, and it may take a long time to recover.

As a Taoist field of great Yan Xian, this celestial realm is full of bones, and countless top practices and Yan Xian fell here.

Jianwushuang originally intended to destroy this heaven directly, but after thinking about it, he didn't do it in the end.

The dark clouds have completely fallen, and there is no possibility of recovery.

The energy contained in the book "pushing back death Sutra" is probably beyond imagination.

Jian Wushuang doesn't plan to study it immediately. He has more important things to do.

Standing on the sky, the sun has almost recovered at the moment.

Facing the unparalleled sword, he arched his hands heavily, "thank you for saving your life, Shu Yang will not forget."

Jian Wushuang waved his hand, "how's the recovery?"

Shu Yang said, "it's not bad. It's already self-protection."

"Can you return to your own heaven?"

Hearing this, Shu Yang didn't answer. After a while, he said, "Shu Yang has lost, and he has no face to attack the six day realm. He will immediately return to his own realm and no longer step on six days."

"But before that, I will return to the six days realm with you once, recall my subordinate Yan Xian, and no longer participate in this war."

Jian Wushuang looked at him, a little puzzled.

Shu Yang smiled bitterly, "the reason why I did this is actually to recover some losses. Now I understand that with you, I'm afraid the six day realm can't be destroyed."

Hearing the speech, he nodded, "yes, after you follow me to the battlefield, recall your subordinates and leave immediately. I won't stop."

Shu Yang nodded, and then he seemed to have made some kind of decision. He inquired tentatively, "can you tell me your taboo?"

After blurting out this sentence, Shu Yang soon regretted that the relationship between them was the enemy. It was simply an expression of ulterior motives to directly ask the taboo.

But Jian Wushuang didn't care about it. "Just call me Wu Shuang. This is my taboo."

"Fog double." Shu Yang repeated at the bottom of his heart, and then solemnly arched his hands, "brother Wu, I have written down that if you get together again someday, I will definitely invite you to drink."

Jian Wushuang waved again, "it's not necessary to have a good drink. I just hope to see you next time, not on the battlefield."

Feng Shan on the side grinned, "even if we meet on the battlefield, we can't. then I'll catch up in front of the adults and beat you flat!"

Shu Yang smiled bitterly. No one knew where they would meet next time. Maybe it was really on the battlefield.

Being involuntarily is a true portrayal of being a heavenly official.

It has been a long time since jianwushuang was dragged into the immortal array by the dark clouds and mistakenly entered this heaven.

The most urgent thing at present is to return to the six-day battlefield and turn the tide.