Chapter 5471

The original God will.

Higher than the envoy of God, and then up is the Lord of God.

The combat power of the messenger has a top level. The strength of the demon voice God general is probably stronger than those top levels of King uzubai.

Only the four hall masters can be comparable.

This kind of character is invincible in the four secret places.

Sword peerless, of course, must be treated with care.

"You are very good. I have heard of you from Wuzuo!" The demon voice God will calmly say.

Jian Wushuang was flattered. He didn't expect to be so famous. Not only the fifth emperor of the primitive universe knew him, but also the demon voice God knew him.

The demon voice God will raise his hand, a light will fall, and the dark red ground under the ground will begin to collapse, and finally turn into a purgatory of churning magma.

"Entering here is only the first step. There are three bridges in this purgatory. Everything depends on your fate!"

The sword peerless looked at the purgatory under his feet, his heart shook, and he said, "yes!"

Although I felt great danger, there was also a great opportunity.

His figure began to sink. From the top, it was a purgatory, but from the bottom, it was a different scene.

After he entered purgatory, the ground returned to dark red, as if it had never changed.

The demon voice God will slowly open his eyes, look through the space, look at the sword unparalleled, and secretly say: "the darling of the times? Is it really so powerful?"

He has just recovered, and his strength has also recovered to its peak.

The fallen figure revived again. Although his strength was restored, he had no hope of being the Lord of the universe in his life.

Unwilling!

If so, it would be better to fall.

Now he is alive, just a trace of soul selected by the true spirit from the previous timeline. Take out the body and put it into the soul. Is he really him?

Thinking of this, the demon voice God will slowly close his eyes.

After entering purgatory, the sword is unparalleled. In front of him is a trail of sheep's intestines. There is nothing special, there is no resistance, and there is no benefit in walking. It is dark all around, and he can only follow this road. If he forks, he may be lost.

"It's interesting. This should be a special space, not Dongtian!"

Special space is quite different from Dongtian.

Walking down this road, jianwushuang finally reached the first bridge.

Under the bridge is the hot magma, and on the bridge is the undead.

These souls are unstable, very similar to the spirits after the emperor meteorite, but they are much stronger. Each is at the emperor level. They wander unconsciously, only walking on the bridge, and there are hundreds of wandering souls.

Although the strength of these wandering souls is good, they are all third-order emperors. Who do you despise!

The sword peerless took one step, and thousands of sword Qi erupted behind him, which directly scattered the wandering souls on the bridge.

Dilapidated!

At the moment when the wandering soul dispersed, the whole bridge began to crumble. The sword couldn't see past without eyes, so he had to retreat, but the bridge disappeared?

"Is this?"

Jian Wushuang is a little unclear, so.

"Is it related to wandering souls?" He whispered.

If so, at least give him a chance, such as returning to the starting point or something. What if he is halfway there.

You can't fly by!

The strong drag force, he estimated that he might fall into the magma below before he flew over.

Those magma can't hurt him, but the wild animals in the magma are all genuine six level emperors, and he will only die if he falls.

"What about this!" Sword unparalleled touched his head.

Glancing at the magma below, he took a step back and swam over to say nothing.

Even if he turns into a wild beast, he will be recognized and can't get by.

I fumbled around and found nothing but weeds.

This purgatory, what is it!

Some helpless, he can only walk towards the rear.

Follow the original path back, this time, it will be a hundred years.

When I came, I only walked for an hour, but I walked back for a hundred years. The key is not to go where I came.

He regretted halfway, turned back again and walked in the direction of the bridge, only to find that he couldn't get there and could only go to the end of the road.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.

Jian Wushuang was still holding hope, and finally gradually began to give up, and even shouted the name of the demon voice God general to the sky, wanting to go out.

But in this ghost place, there was no one to respond.

Slowly, he began to feel tired. Walking, he lost his human form and his body was sloppy, just like the ghost he saw on the bridge.

Just walking unconsciously, my mind began to fade away.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and the power of the divine body had not been replenished. Fortunately, the physical body was immortal, and at least he was human.

I don't know how long it has passed, suddenly a figure appeared in front of me.

The figure is illusory and transparent, and there is a skeleton behind the figure, which should be left by the flesh.

Without the physical body and the divine body, people are left with the soul.

As for the origin, it's long gone.

At the moment of seeing the figure, jianwushuang seemed to see hope.

A spring burst in mustard, instantly replenishing the divine body, and then the eyes began to become bright, and the pace under the feet also became faster.

He limped, walked normally, and ran directly behind him.

This time he didn't make a move, but rushed to the front of the figure to wake up the other party.

Now he can see that the wandering souls on the bridge are probably the practitioners who came here. After killing those wandering souls, the bridge disappeared. Although he doesn't understand why now, it has something to do with the practitioners.

Now I finally see another practitioner. Why isn't he excited.

After seeing the face of the other party's soul, Jian Wushuang was a little surprised. Wasn't this "Wanyan" who had entered the magic sound hall earlier

The other party is even worse than him. His consciousness has been weakened to the point of no perception. No matter how he calls, he can't wake up.

Jian Wushuang raises his hand like two big ear scrapers. Unfortunately, the other party is in a state of soul and can't fight at all.

Finally, he could only bear the pain and took out countless God stones and forced them to each other.

A trace of power gathered, the eyes of Wanyan began to appear light spots, and consciousness was gradually returning.

When the other party wakes up and sees the person in front of him, he becomes clever in an instant.

"Unparalleled sword!" Wanyan recognized jianwushuang. At the beginning, jianwushuang was admitted by the source. He had seen jianwushuang.

Then I recalled all kinds of things that came here, and with the help of the power of the divine stone, I recovered the divine body and condensed the flesh body, and the origin also reached the peak.

After recovery, Wanyan hurriedly took out a set of clean clothes from mustard and put them on his body.

"Thank you this time!"

Jian Wushuang waved his hand and said, "now is not the time to say this. Is it because of the bridge that Taoist friends become like this?"

If this is the case, then the souls on the bridge are not to be killed by them at all, but to be saved.

(end of this chapter)