Chapter 4943

As the exquisite mist fell, the frost also followed, freezing the battlefield in the giant Hall.

The sword, which was fighting with two Dayan immortals, felt the sudden drop of temperature around him, as if he had fallen into an endless cold cave, and the forest was extremely cold.

And the two soaring Dayan immortals were directly frozen in the air at this moment.

The sword was unbearable and hit with one punch.

The two immortals sealed by ice were directly blasted into countless ice crystals and scattered on the ground.

"Ding, Ding, Ding -"

The crisp ice crystals fell to the ground, and the huge Hall fell into silence again.

At the moment, there is only one of the three Dayan immortals who fight, and they still don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Throw the ice crystal of the palm off, and the sword looks at the side calmly.

Bian Ziyuan's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "are you looking for death?"

He didn't speak, and his palm folded, condensing an invisible sword.

The hall, which was originally dead, was instantly filled with a sense of desolation.

"Do you think you are my opponent?" When Bian Ziyuan took a step forward, there were endless Flowing Clouds and water lines emerging, and at the same time, a light wheel condensed from behind him.

Just when the general situation was fighting, the young man spoke in a low voice.

"My heavenly palace is not the place for you to start, so please restrain yourself a little, or the cornerstone of this heavenly palace will take your immortal body as a cushion."

Bian Ziyuan heard the words, removed an unprecedented strong derivative force, and retreated behind him.

Jian Wushuang also scattered his sword and looked at the young man walking towards him and said, "I'm sorry for the fact today. I'll leave by myself and never step here again."

"Leave? Leave like this? You killed nearly ten black robed envoys under my seat. How do we calculate this account?"

The young man looked at him with a smile and said, "do you think I will let you go easily?"

"What do you want to do?" Sword peerless looked at him and said.

He smiled, "what I want is very simple, just a transaction, even if you pay me back."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. What he disliked most was this kind of transaction, which made him feel uncomfortable that his fate was controlled by others.

"This is the only way you can choose." The young man pointed a finger at him.

As his voice fell, the dark places on both sides of the huge hall began to come out of a black robed messenger.

Pondering for a moment, Jian Wushuang said, "what deal?"

"This transaction is also extremely simple, but I can tell you the terms of the transaction only if you leave a place alive."

The young man walked slowly in front of Jian Wushuang and said with a smile.

Jian Wushuang inexplicably felt a big crisis, but it was too late!

A total of 40 black robed envoys released their respective derivative forces at this moment and blasted on the floor of the temple.

In an instant, like opening the dusty gate, the whole floor was filled with blood red ripples.

"Good luck." The young man smiled strangely and pushed him down with his hand.

Jian Wushuang was shocked. He wanted to resist, but the huge hall behind him had become an endless sea of blood.

A bloody palm grabbed him, and then dragged him directly into the sea of blood and disappeared.

The blood waves rolled, and everything returned to calm.

At this time, Bian Ziyuan came to the young man and asked, "Your Highness, are you going to put all your hopes on him?"

"What else can you do?" He carried his hands on his back, as if thinking about something, "he gave me a very different feeling. I have a hunch that whether we can leave this boundless sea will have a lot to do with him."

"I hope so. We have been trapped here for too long." Bian Ziyuan sighed softly and looked at the surging sea of blood.

"What if he can't stand the test of this sea of blood?"

"Then let him die in it. This blood sea is made of the bones of ten thousand immortals. More than one, less than one."

……

"Hua la..."

There was the sound of clear spring flowing in my ears. Almost when I fell into the sea of blood, Jian Wushuang woke up.

He directly condensed the invisible sword, and then cut off all the blood arms wrapped around the immortal body.

At first glance, everything is pure blood red.

Different from the endless sea of blood in the sand demon cave, this sea of blood is not so cold and dead, and vicious cold, but full of a moribund atmosphere of prohibition.

This prohibition is very strange, full of ancient sediment, giving people a sense of unknown rigor.

Wielding the sword, he cut off the blood hand wrapped around him, and the sword was matchless, letting the immortal body fall slowly.

He could feel that there was only boundless lethargy here, and there was no other threat.

"Where on earth is this place? Why does it give me the feeling of a forbidden area?" Jian Wushuang recalled in his mind and looked at everything in front of him at the same time.

Soon, his body sank into the deepest part of the sea of blood. To his surprise, the deep part of the sea of blood turned out to be land?!

It's really land, just a land paved with white bones.

Broken immortal bodies have already turned into piles of bones, which are stacked in everything, forming an endless land of bones.

Standing under the sea of blood, Jian Wushuang looked at this scene with some shock. Rao was firm in mind and some were shocked.

How many immortals need to fall in order to pile up into this white bone earth?

This is the Forbidden Space under the sea of blood. There is an endless sea of blood above his head and an endless white bone earth under his feet.

Without end, he was alone and extremely lonely.

"Why did he throw me under this sea of blood?"

After converging, Jian Wushuang began to think about this problem.

This sea of blood is boundless, full of the atmosphere of ancient prohibition, like an ancient battlefield left by one party, rather than a torture ground imprisoned by one party.

"Is he going to let me get some chance here?" He thought of all kinds of possibilities again.

At this time, with the whimper of the cold wind, a cold and charming voice quietly sounded behind the unparalleled sword.

"Peerless, look back and see who I am."

Jian Wushuang suddenly turned around and saw a figure wearing a black gold pleated skirt.

That is a woman.

A black gold pleated skirt made her figure extremely luxurious and cool.

They are only a few feet apart, and their faces can be clearly seen.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's eyes unconsciously coagulated together, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Facing such a mysterious woman, he always felt that there was some kind of shackle in his heart.

From the first encounter in the first big voyage to now, they just hurried to count.