Chapter 4692

The sword leaned on the haystack and said, "I'm not the emperor you said, but a wild crane in the clouds."

Spring and autumn did not say much. After a smile, he stopped talking.

"Why did you get caught here as a prisoner?" Sword matchless turned to look at him.

"Because of the defeat," Chunqiu didn't hide it and said slowly, "my father was an emperor, but he died in the war. Although I was saved from slaughter as the emperor, I also became a prisoner. It's not as happy as when I died."

"Do you know how many years I've been like this?" Spring and autumn laughed at himself, "even the birth and death of the Milky way in the world don't know how many reincarnations have begun."

"I want to leave here all the time, but it's just extravagant hope after all."

The sword matchless didn't speak, and the chains between his neck were difficult to be lifted, which fundamentally limited his ability. If he was careless, he might die.

So now he can't do anything, can't say, wait for the opportunity.

As time went by, a few days later, several hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the dead prison.

Then nearly ten black robes appeared.

The sword that is slowly recovering its power is unparalleled. Just a glance, we know that there are at least two ancestors among the nearly ten people.

One of the thin old men stepped forward, glanced at him and Chunqiu, directly held up his big palm and grabbed them.

The sword's unparalleled eyes were cold, and at the same time, it brushed away. The ethereal force directly offset the thin old man's palm print.

The thin old man flashed a touch of horror in his eyes, and then took a deep breath in his airway, "are you going to resist orders?"

Sword peerless looked at him calmly, then got up and walked out slowly. Spring and autumn followed him.

As he was escorted out of the prison, the sword was unparalleled, and there was a vast square.

In front of the vast square, there is an ancient bronze hall, which is located in the clouds and smoke. The clouds and smoke change and all kinds of scenes on it, which is quite mysterious.

Walking forward, the sword at this time is unparalleled, just like a dignified emperor, without any consciousness of being a prisoner.

The skinny old man is quite angry about this, but from the fight just now, the person designated by the little emperor to see is by no means what he can compete with.

Spring and autumn, who followed behind jianwushuang, looked up at the bronze hall. The wrinkled corners of his eyes trembled, his hatred flashed away, and then calmed down again.

Hundreds of wisps of clouds and smoke floated out of the huge bronze gate, which was hundreds of feet high. They turned into chasing birds, and cloud butterflies hovered in front of them.

In the deep part of the huge hall, a man dressed in luxury clothes and half leaning on the Chinese bed opened his eyes and looked at the door of the hall.

The four eyes were opposite, the extravagant clothes body slowly got up, the long hair behind him fell to the ground, and the faces of boys and women were unspeakably charming and flirtatious.

"Welcome to our emperor's bedroom, ladies and gentlemen." He raised his arms slowly with a smile.

"I've seen the little emperor." More than ten guards in black robes knelt down and said.

With a gentle wave, the extravagant body called the little emperor whispered, "all go down. No one is allowed to take a step without my command."

All the black robes answered, and then all withdrew from the hall.

When he stayed barefoot, the little emperor stretched lazily and walked slowly.

As he walked as like as two peas, a real shadow came from behind him. There were dozens of real shadows in the deserted and deserted house.

The rich and extreme derivative force fills every space.

Looking at more and more figures in front of him, the sword's unparalleled pupils moved. He could feel that all the true shadows were in the realm of Yanxian.

The strength of the little emperor was unfathomable. Even he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

A total of nearly as like as two peas of genuine shadow close, a strong smell of faint smell of the nose.

"Newcomer, do you know where I am?" There is a true Shadow clinging to the unparalleled body of the sword. Ask.

The spring and autumn who stepped back a few steps was full of fear, and the dagger was already clenched in the palm of his hand.

The sword is unparalleled. It is as firm as the mountains. It just closes its eyes for a moment and suddenly opens its eyes. It is like crossing the mountains and wading through the water for thousands of years.

The four eyes were facing each other from afar. The little emperor smiled quietly and applauded. Hundreds of true shadows returned as one.

"I really have some skills, but why haven't I seen you before?" The little emperor smiled, and then looked at the spring and autumn behind him, "eh, I've seen you, the son of Fenghua emperor, spring and autumn?"

His face changed dramatically in the spring and Autumn period. Resentment crept all over his face. His right hand gripped the dagger suddenly threw it out, and his powerful Yan force directly stabbed the little emperor's heart.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he stood in place without giving way.

At the next moment, there was a ripple in the space, and a thin body appeared hidden under the purple robe.

At the same time, a stronger derivative force directly destroyed the spring and autumn offensive and all fell on him.

With a dull hum, Chunqiu flew back tens of feet and bumped hard on the bronze gate before he barely stopped.

He directly spit out a big mouthful of God's blood, and at the same time, pieces of precious treasures with purple awn were scattered on the ground.

The little emperor's face was frozen. How could he not know what the precious treasure scattered from the arms of the spring and Autumn period was? He directly explored the space, and all the precious treasures scattered on the ground fell into his hands.

"This is, did you kill Yan Xian under Heishan?!" The little emperor looked cold and waved his palm to kill Chunqiu.

However, at this time, the sword stood in front of spring and autumn, and said in a low voice, "I killed Yan Xian, which has nothing to do with him."

The little emperor took back his palm as if nothing had happened. He turned and walked slowly with his hands on his back.

"The mountain spirit guarding Montenegro is the land of Yanxian. I really want to know how you killed him with a chain?"

The death silence hall suddenly surged with violent force. The thin body in purple robe moved and directly waved its palm and smashed at the unparalleled sword.

When you master the derivative power at the top, there is no overflow, and even the air has not been swept, but the terror power contained in it makes the sword unparalleled. You don't dare to be careless and directly urge the derivative power to resist.

The seemingly insipid slap directly drove him back several feet, and the rampant force dissipated.

When the sword was about to fight again, the thin purple robe stopped and turned around to follow the little emperor.

"He has some skills. No wonder he can kill Yan Xian when he is imprisoned." The little emperor turned slowly and his eyes moved.

"But you should know that Heishan Yanxian is my capable man. If you kill him, you will break my arm. How should I calculate this account?"

Jianwushuang didn't speak, but the derivative force in his body has been adjusted to the peak. If there is a fierce struggle next, he is confident that he can inflict heavy damage on the little emperor.