Chapter 4584

"Who?!"

The sword turned back and looked behind him.

Behind him was a dark deck, empty and empty.

"Husband, what's the matter with you?"

Leng Rushuang took the unparalleled hand of the sword and asked in doubt.

Jianwushuang didn't reply, but frowned tightly.

Just now, he heard a strange low laughter behind his ears.

But when he looked back, he saw nothing.

"Frost, did you hear laughter just now?"

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, looked at the cold frost and asked.

"Ah? Laughter? "

Cold as frost, he was stunned at his speech, then shook his head and said, "No. Husband, have you been too nervous lately? "

"Really?"

Jian Wushuang frowned and looked around again. He didn't find anything unusual.

Did you really hear me wrong?

"Maybe so."

Sword matchless smiled bitterly and sighed.

Recently, he is really under too much pressure.

"Well, let's go into the cabin. I'm afraid this passage is a little strange."

After thinking about it, Jian Wushuang suggested.

"OK."

Cold as frost nodded.

"Cluck ~ cluck, cluck, cluck."

Just when jianwushuang was about to turn his head and walk to the cabin.

That dark and strange low laughter sounded in jianwushuang's ear again, like a ghost nightmare whispering in his ear!

This time, sword peerless heard clearly!

"Play tricks!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes are cold. With his strong perception, he may hear wrong once because his mind is too tight, but he can't hear wrong the second time!

Next moment!

"God's eye, open!"

Countless Qi and blood surged and gathered in the unparalleled eyes of the sword.

For a moment, the divine awn in jianwushuang's eyes soared three inches, and a purple mark of "Chuan" appeared in the center of his eyebrows, like a flame beating.

His face was expressionless and his eyes swept.

However, the result disappointed him.

Still didn't see anything.

Seeing this, the unparalleled face of the sword couldn't help surging up and gradually dignified. His left hand was cold as frost, and his right hand quietly held the handle of the Tai Luo divine sword.

Feel the warmth from the handle of the Tai Luo divine sword. The sword is matchless and feels at ease.

He stared straight ahead and didn't notice.

In the dark behind him, a pair of wrinkled, dry hands stretched out silently and shook on his shoulder.

Hiss!!!

In an instant, Jian Wushuang's eyes coagulated and turned his head to look at it.

Behind him, the pale 'cold as frost' was looking at him with a strange smile.

"Frost son?"

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and was as cold as frost. Wasn't it next to him?

"No!"

The sword peerless fiercely looked sideways again, and saw cold as frost looking at the "cold as frost" behind them in horror

Two as cold as frost!

"Are you... Looking for me?"

"Cold as frost" looked at the sword with a strange smile. The corners of the mouth on his face slowly opened... Opened... Until the whole mouth reached the back of his ear, revealing a bloody mouth!

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the sword with both eyes.

"Die!"

The sword was unparalleled, and his eyebrows were cold. The Tailuo divine sword, which had been holding the handle in his right hand, immediately came out of the scabbard and turned into a stunning white rainbow. He cut it forward mercilessly!

Before the sword could break, I saw that it was "as cold as frost" like a melting candle. My eyes, nose and mouth began to melt rapidly. After only a few breaths, they turned into a pool of viscous white liquid on the ground.

"Cluck ~ ~ cluck ~ ~"

The strange sound of crying and laughing gradually disappeared.

A moment later, on the deck of the spaceship, it turned into a group of dead silence again.

The sword matchless took back the Tarot divine sword and frowned.

Is it weird before you really enter the land of sorrow and Hong?

"Husband, what is that?"

Cold as frost, some more surprised asked.

"I don't know. I guess it's the resentment of this sad place."

Sword matchless shook his head and said.

Patter patter.

At this time, the cabin door was opened, and the supreme blood wave hurried up.

"Palace leader, something's wrong."

The blood wave supreme looked heavy.

"What happened?"

The sword jumped without double eyelids.

"Palace leader, you'll know when you follow."

With that, the Supreme Master of Xuebo took the unparalleled sword and walked towards the cabin where the disciples of the life palace rested.

A moment later, the sword reached the cabin.

I saw a disciple of the temple of life lying on a bed. The giant axe supreme, Tianyi supreme, Jiujie king and others were standing next to them. Their faces were very difficult to see.

"Palace master."

"Palace master."

Seeing the unparalleled sword coming, the great axe and others turned back one after another.

Jian Wushuang nodded at them. It was a response. Without nonsense, he walked directly towards the disciple.

I saw that the fifth level Master Cultivation of the disciple of the divine palace of life was tightly bound on the bed by the supreme blood binding technique of blood wave.

The disciple's pupils were dilated, his face was gray, and his expression was strange.

"Cluck ~ ~ cluck ~ ~"

He didn't open his mouth, but there was a voice like crying and laughing from his throat.

And he was like a fool, not aware of it at all, but opened a pair of eyes without God.

"It's the laughter again."

Jian Wushuang's face became ugly, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

"Let me see."

He took a deep breath and walked with unparalleled strides.

"Take a picture."

Stretch out your fingers and the sword is unparalleled on the disciple's eyebrows.

Just when jianwushuang was about to release his divine power to explore his body.

Bang!!!

The disciple, who was like a walking corpse, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the unparalleled wrist of the sword.

"Here you are..."

"Come on..."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Cluck... Cluck, cluck..."

A strange cry like laughter came from the disciple's throat.

Then, the scene that jianwushuang met on the deck was staged again.

The disciple's body, like a fast burning candle, began to melt from his hair and turned into a pool of sticky white foam.

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, Jian Wushuang's face was extremely gloomy.

Weird!

That's weird!

He thought that the place of sorrow would be very dangerous, and even made psychological preparations to let go of the war, even if he died in the war.

But he did not expect that this sad place would be so strange.

Visible danger, no matter how powerful, is not terrible.

There's always a way to deal with it.

However, the strange phenomenon in the land of sorrow and Hong is invisible and untouchable, and there is no trace to find.

The unknown is always the most difficult to deal with.

"What about the other disciples? Is there anything unusual? "

Jian Wushuang turned back and looked at Xuebo supreme and others. His face was not very good-looking.

Xuebo supreme and others also didn't look very good. A disciple of the temple of life died in front of them. However, they couldn't even catch a trace.