Chapter 4589

At this moment, there are only two bodies moving forward slowly between the vast powers of heaven and earth.

One of them was a young man with a straight body, like a sharp sword waiting to be opened by Zang Feng. The side edge alone was sharp.

Another old man in white was also thin and straight, like a blunt sword with full edge.

There is a broken road flowing around it, and there are immortal divine soldiers gathered in the thick soil waiting for Tibet. What's more, the vast divine power of the hegemonic dome fills every inch of space.

But the sword is matchless, but it doesn't have the meaning of half eye heat. It stops behind and moves forward calmly and firmly.

From time to time, there was an undamaged Avenue. When he wanted to be close to the sword, he was waved away by the one in front.

"Where are you going?" Jian Wushuang said to himself, and began to look at the environment of the four fields at the same time.

Time has no passing value here. Everything seems to stop at the moment when it died hundreds of millions of years ago.

"Why do you people come here?" When he took the first step, he stopped and turned his head and asked.

The sword is matchless and silent. A moment later, it stops the war of havoc between the two universes.

When it comes to the fall of the divine power universe, it's hard for jianwushuang to have the mood to go on.

After listening to his narration, he didn't say too much, but just gave a very small sigh.

Jianwushuang has no more sense of sadness in his heart. He has already understood that only by making an endless breakthrough towards the top can he protect everything he wants to protect.

At present, it is a great fortune!

It's all about the divine power universe. The sword is unparalleled and dare not relax at all.

"Before I die, I will be worthy of what I have done."

The sword swore secretly, and his eyes became more hot.

In the following journey, even the iron sword was in a state of mind and began to be a little anxious.

In such a vast divine power, even one day of Enlightenment was unimaginable, but there was no sign of stopping, which made the unparalleled state of mind of Jian shake a little.

It seems that he can see through what he thinks in his heart, and the constant voice comes into his ears, "can't you wait?"

The sword was embarrassed and said, "ashamed."

When he stopped, he looked up and smiled, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the front, "don't worry, your way is in front."

It was like pulling water to see the moon. Everything changed in jianmatchless's eyes.

The non Lord divine power rises in the wind, rolls the ground, thousands of divine soldiers rush into the sky, and there are hundreds of millions of divine awns connected between them.

The brilliant and extreme vast divine power directly defeated the whole chaotic cloud. Countless divine soldiers seem to reopen their divine consciousness and run freely on the sky.

The next moment, like a startling dragon, thousands of divine soldiers fell into the ground like falling stars.

"Zheng! Zheng -- "

The supreme power is like a lotus blooming and sweeping away to the ground.

The sword is matchless and terrified. If the plundered divine power is right in the middle, let alone him, I'm afraid it's impossible for the top supreme to survive when he comes!

But the scene he expected did not appear. He stood there like a heavy sword, and with a gentle move with one hand, it was like lifting a curtain. The vast divine power sweeping across the ground suddenly rose, like a giant sea gate to the sky.

"Boom! Boom! "

The supreme divine power collides with the sky, like the most magnificent picture volume. The divine power dissipates itself, turns into stars, and falls slowly under the heaven and earth.

The breath of holiness, antiquity and chaos is revealed one by one at this moment.

It was a verve mixed with the breath of the eternal top. The sword stood in its place and held back its shocked hand to catch a few threads of Hua mang.

Huamang into the water, only stick into the skin, and then naturally integrate into the meridians.

"This is the smell of the avenue?!"

Jianwushuang was completely shocked. In the huamang, which was almost like a rain curtain, every trace had a different flavor of the road!

"And follow me." He smiled and stepped into the avenue composed of thousands of magic soldiers.

The sword is matchless, and with a burning heart, he strides directly onto this path of creation.

Just the first step, the soles of his feet were pierced by a powerful Jue gun.

Divine blood dripped down the tip of the gun, but the unparalleled body of the sword just trembled slightly, and then moved forward firmly.

Every step he took, the sharp and unparalleled magic soldiers easily tore every inch of his skin.

Yingrun's divine blood poured out from the soles of the feet and legs.

However, the sword is unparalleled, but it seems that he has not felt it. His body has no stagnation. He is like the most devout and firm worshipper, stepping forward step by step.

Behind him, on the avenue composed of divine power, a layer of Yingrun divine blood was left.

The sword is holding on.

The divine soldier, who can almost cut the soul, left deep marks on his soles and legs, and the pain on his body is far less than one tenth of the pain of his soul being cut.

The flesh and blood on the sole of the foot were cut, and the deepest part exposed Yingrun divine bone.

The firm state of mind began to waver, and the body shape that stopped was in front. Jianwushuang felt that it was so far away.

"I can't help but stick to it... For those who have died, I can live... In exchange for them. Even if I really want to die, I will die on the battlefield."

The sword is unparalleled. It only feels that the state of mind is open and clear, and the pain of the original divine soul being cut seems to have been alleviated a lot.

"I told the Supreme Master of Xuebo that I would make a breakthrough. It was an oath to others and myself." He seemed to be in great pain, and a smile came out of his pale face.

A more incredible scene appeared. Jianwushuang began to let go of his feet and changed from moving to running!

Like a lotus, a thin but firm body is running forward on the avenue with divine power huamang blooming.

I don't know how long it took, I just felt that all the flowers in the sky dissipated and the sky returned to chaos.

Only a bright and vast road will never die in this sad land.

All kinds of terrorist powers are like huge pillars, supporting this unknown land of sorrow and prosperity. Derived powers seem to be attracted by some power, no longer excluded, but divided into thousands of strands into places where they are needed.

When a pair of feet without any skin adhesion step at the end of this immortal Avenue, even if they wait for a long time, they can't help looking at it.

The hem of the robe was completely broken, the divine blood seemed to have completely drained, and the soles of the feet at the end were full of bones.

Only that pair of eyes, still like the immortal stars, moved me.

He stopped and said, "I can feel a stronger force in your body. Why not release it to help you move forward?"

Jianwushuang didn't speak. He shook his head slowly. Then he couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.