Chapter 5042

They all drowned in the Milky way, passed out, and seemed unable to wake up for a short time.

Sitting on the back of the green cow, the little boy stared at them with a faint sigh.

Then, he stretched out his little hand and touched the neck of qingniu.

There is a black and silver collar.

He took off the collar between qingniu's neck and waved at xiaodijun.

The collar shrank in the wind, and when it fell on the side of the little emperor, it had become the size of a bracelet and was set between his wrists.

After all this, the little boy didn't stay any longer. He folded his legs and swam into the Tianhe river.

Everything returned to dead silence.

I don't know how long it took, Chang Ling, lying on her back on the bank, woke up first, and her beautiful eyes were full of fear.

When she saw that she had been out of danger and landed, she breathed a sigh.

"Well, Emperor son?"

At the moment, the little emperor lay beside her, and his handsome and enchanting face was even colder, lonely and weak because of the blood stains.

Chang Ling subconsciously swallowed his throat, and then stretched out his slender palm, ready to put him in a comfortable position.

But when her palm was about to touch the little emperor, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Four eyes are opposite, Chang Ling's face turns red, and he quickly retracts his palm, "no, it's not what you think..."

Coldly inclined to glance at her, the little emperor stood up and said in a deep voice, "recognize your position. You are just a candidate for heaven official. Don't do anything out of line."

Chang Ling was stunned, and her eyes were filled with water.

No matter what she did, xiaodijun got up and went straight to the depths of the barren mountain.

The barren mountain is silent, standing like a demon God.

Somehow, xiaodijun suddenly had a strong and familiar intuition, which could not be said, but made his heart beat faster.

Vaguely, he realized that it was getting closer and closer.

Barren mountains abound with clouds and smoke.

He had never been so anxious at this moment. Even though the immortal body was still in a state of imminent fragmentation, he was all out to move forward.

Barren mountains were left behind, but more barren mountains blocked in front of us and covered everything.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled sword -"

He simply shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in the barren mountains.

As if sleeping for billions of years, the spirits fell into the void forever. On the top of the most central sacred mountain, a body imprisoned by tens of thousands of Qi chains slowly opened its eyes.

His eyes are chaotic and dark red, like sleeping for endless years, full of desolation and ancient silence.

He heard familiar voices and familiar names.

"Unparalleled sword - why does this name make me feel familiar?"

The body bound by chains was confused and confused. He felt that the thoughts in his mind were fragmented, and his memories were fragmented, and everything was just vaguely remembered.

But at the next moment, the wind and cloud receded.

With a thin body bathed in blood, his broken mental memory began to vibrate violently.

"None, unparalleled!!"

His figure trembled, almost shaky, but firmly stood in the void, a pair of real eyes are incredible.

Chang Ling, who arrived later, also shouted secretly when she saw this scene, and her eyes were incredible.

This scene is really shocking and depressing.

At the top of the mountain, which is covered with clouds and smoke, nearly 10000 black and gold chains containing supreme Qi hang from the void and firmly bind a body.

Mixed with luck, he was imprisoned in many barren mountains.

Four eyes are opposite, and the corners of xiaodijun's eyes tremble slightly.

Then he didn't stop and just jumped forward.

However, at the same time, nearly 10000 chains burst out at this moment, isolating all external forces.

Standing outside the barrier, xiaodijun smashed his fist at the barrier and tried to break it.

The sword, trapped by the chain of Qi, looked at him again and asked, "who are you?"

He was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "don't you remember me?!"

A painful daze flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, and the mental memory in his mind had become fragmented in that war.

Therefore, although he still retains his memory, it has become fragmented and cannot be connected at all.

Facing the little emperor, he had only an impression, but he couldn't recognize it at all.

"Are you my old friend?"

The little emperor's eyes trembled slightly, and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, "how come you don't remember me?"

Chang Ling also came to the border. Looking at the unparalleled sword imprisoned by countless chains, she thought of the unparalleled sword that maneuvered and defeated the Castle Peak in the emperor Taoist field.

In contrast, the situation is miserable.

There was only shock and sadness in her eyes.

Jian Wushuang stopped talking, and his chaotic and dark red eyes slowly closed.

The chain of Qi that bound him was composed of the emperor's Qi Avenue, which could not be broken at all.

Beyond the border, the little emperor, who was less than ten steps away from him, was gradually firm in his eyes.

"I'll take you away." He only said this sentence, and then did his best to smash into the barrier.

Chang Pei's soft sword has been lost. He simply turned his palm into a fist and hit it one by one.

But with the power of deriving immortals, how can we destroy the emperor's luck?

God's blood splashed, and his palm had been broken in this bombardment again and again.

Chang Ling couldn't bear to watch any more and wanted to bombard the barrier together.

"Get out!" The little emperor was angry and looked at her with cold eyes.

She clenched her silver teeth and finally retreated gloomily.

Drinking away Chang Ling, he continued to bombard the barrier, as if he was painless and tireless.

But his strength was too insignificant before the emperor's luck, and he didn't even leave a trace at all.

"Give up, you can't break it." The sword spoke softly, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The last punch fell, and the bones of the punch were directly broken. The stubble of fairy bones were all broken, and the skin was ferocious and exposed.

God's blood dripping, splashing on the void.

Xiaodijun's whole right fist was smashed, but his face was expressionless.

Divine blood gurgled and flowed along his palm, and then quietly gathered between his wrists.

In an instant, the black and silver bracelet bloomed warm and bright, and its dusty lines were soaked by divine blood, which lit up.

That line, like a barren mountain with overlapping peaks in the sea of clouds, and like a sea with sudden waves, is magnificent and cannot be looked at directly.

Under the infiltration of the little emperor's divine blood, the lines were completely unsealed, and the whole black silver bracelet turned dark red.

Then it broke away from the wrist and soared into the void.

Countless threads of Chinese awns, like the purest and ultimate tassels, fell on the top of the whole holy mountain.

It seemed that the ancient clock was expected to ring from the four fields, and the huge sound was deep, making the mind clear.
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