Chapter 4709

The unparalleled sword appeared at an unknown time. His body was standing in the void. Hua mang spilled from his fingers like sands and scattered in the whole whirling sky.

The people who are struggling to resist only feel that the pressure on their whole body is one of relaxation. The almost earth shaking anger of the eight arms stopped at this moment, and then the eight arms stopped and their four eyes closed.

"What, what's going on?"

Spring and autumn first puzzled, and then looked at the unparalleled sword standing in the void and surging like Jinsha.

Sword matchless has already given him a strong image of turning the tide and everything in his heart.

The last one who can give Chunqiu such a sense of concentration is his emperor's father Fenghua.

With the eight arms angry eyes stagnant, the whole whirling sky fell into a verge of collapse.

The God body was blown to pieces. The bald arhat opened his eyes and looked at the sword in despair.

Although the realm of Yanxian was close to immortality as long as the breath was continuous, he was frightened. He felt that everything in his body was dissipating rapidly, like being stripped by some supreme energy.

Slowly spit out a turbid breath, the sword unparalleled reached out and grasped the bald arhat's head in his hand.

The terror of life and death made his teeth tremble and he couldn't even speak completely.

"Yan, Yan Xian, please let go..."

Jian Wushuang is obviously too lazy to talk nonsense. If the bald arhat had stayed honest before and didn't rob the road, this series of things would not have happened.

That's it. Cut the roots.

Pointing out the second point of food, in the middle of the bald arhat's face, a kind of irresistible hegemonic energy directly crushed his origin.

"No..."

The ugly head was fragmented, which occupied the whole whirling day, and finally died in the unparalleled hands of the sword.

In order to prevent him from dying, the sword peerless used a great magic power to completely clear the world that whirled for hundreds of millions of miles, strangling any breath that might revive.

So far, most of the whirling sky became a dead area without harming other creatures.

As the bald arhat fell, the eight arm anger that shook the sky and the earth did not disappear, but turned into a palm sized painted pottery in the wind and fell into the unparalleled hand of the sword.

With eight arms stretched and eyes staring like bells, it's a little ugly

Falling to the ground from the void, Chunqiu excitedly stepped forward, "brother Jian, powerful!"

Jianwushuang smiled and threw the palm sized painted pottery to Chunqiu, "here you are."

"What is this?" Spring and autumn caught in a hurry and played with it curiously.

Once bald arhat died, his disciples, who had been scattered by birds and animals, were also killed by jianwushuang.

As soon as he jumped onto the deck, jianwushuang returned to his old position in the bow and began to sit up.

Zheng Ying took a look at his back and then stepped back to the ship.

In this whirling day of World War I, there were only less than 20 people left in the team with a large number of people, and more than half of them died in the sea area of Juhai tianzhang.

And this treacherous voyage is coming to an end.

Through the whirling world, continue to move forward. In a certain period of time, the mysterious Zheng Ying disappeared again.

For this mysterious woman, I don't know why, jianwushuang has some unspeakable worries.

As the channel draws to a close, the heaven and earth with a vast spirit of immortality has replaced the previous ups and downs.

The mysterious atmosphere also eased the sword's unparalleled vigilance.

From time to time, Yan Xian riding a crane leaves a touch of white in the sky, and all kinds of extremely strong body shapes seem to be the main color of this great Yan universe.

After several years, the ship finally sailed to the destination - Jingchuan.

This is a towering super heaven to the extreme. It is said that this was once a Taoist field perceived by a godless king. It has abundant vitality to the extreme, but it is immortal.

Looking at several huge ships sailing in the huge sea, the top repairmen who came and went had long been surprised, and even didn't give a curious look.

After swimming through the river, several giant ships entered in turn, and at this time, more than a dozen black shirt Yan immortals stepped into the air.

The thin purple robe immediately threw out a light golden seal from his hand and fell into the hands of the first person.

After a few breaths, the first black shirt Yan Xian's palm brushed, and the square Tianmen built by the cloud Yan force opened.

"Finally." Spring and autumn stretched a long waist, glanced at the front subconsciously from the corner of his eyes, and his body was suddenly stunned.

Sword peerless also frowned slightly.

Behind the Tianmen gate passing through Sichuan, a body in luxury clothes and a few scattered meanings on his face stood there, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing that the giant ship arrived safely, the little emperor smiled and jumped to the deck.

"I've seen the little emperor." The thin purple robe and more than ten purple robes knelt down on one knee to recover their lives.

"It's a pleasure to be with you." The little emperor nodded, Yan Li turned into a breeze, held up the thin purple robe and others, and then he turned his eyes to the unparalleled body of the sword.

"Well done. What do you want? Goddess, Kung Fu, heaven and earth? " He listed more than ten kinds one by one, and he waited for the unparalleled Reply of the sword.

"Fifty years." Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and said something he didn't know.

The little emperor smiled, "seventy years."

Jian Wushuang acquiesced, and then said, "since there's nothing to do, I'll go back to sleep."

"Don't worry. You shouldn't have been to the place passing through Sichuan. I'll show you around here. It's not too late to go back then." After finishing his words, the little emperor rushed to Jingchuan with his hands on his back without waiting for the unparalleled sword to answer.

Jian matchless shook his head helplessly, and then said to Chunqiu, "you wait for me here, and I'll go back."

Around the spring and Autumn period, he looked around and quickly shook his head. "Forget it, I'd better follow brother Jian. We can take care of each other."

The sword is unparalleled without much words, and the body moves forward in a floating manner.

As the most vast heaven and earth, Jingchuan has a terrible heritage, and the monks who can come here are top practitioners.

Just a glance, there are hundreds of ancestors.

In terms of ancestral level, jianwushuang had a simple discussion not long ago and in the spring and Autumn period.

In the great Yan universe, which studies the extreme of all things, there is no theory of ancestral level, but it is replaced by Yan territory.

That is to say, every ancestor level in the Dayan universe is actually called entering Yan.

At the same time, these top practitioners belonging to the ancestral level in the Dayan universe are slightly inferior to the ancestral level in the divine universe.

And this half is the Avenue gas transportation, which can not be copied and has unique advantages.

Walking side by side with the little emperor, he dropped his feet in front of the gate passing through Sichuan and marched on this vast and vast plain.