Chapter 4715

Jianwushuang is really speechless. I thought that when they left, I could summon the three emperors to end the battle. I didn't want to turn back, which made jianwushuang's hard state of mind a little loose and extremely helpless.

Looking at the end of his powerful crossbow, when he was considering whether to kick it away, two or three strong breath appeared.

Chen Qing and the thin purple robe directly framed the little emperor from left to right.

Chen Qingmian said with embarrassment, "brother, I'm sorry. We're going to take xiaodijun away."

Jian Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief at his words, and then quickly opened his mouth, "leave quickly."

Chen Qing nodded, holding the little emperor, and was ready to leave.

"No, I can't leave." The little emperor struggled.

Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I'll come later."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

The little emperor nodded with satisfaction and fainted.

Then, spring and autumn came and said with a smile, "brother Jian, it's time to fight side by side again."

Jianwushuang smiled back and looked back at the little emperor and others who had gone far. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then released a hand to open the bowl Yang bottle stopper, "emperors, jianmou asked for help."

"Good boy, I'm so calm that I can't hold my breath in the bottle!" At first, a dignified old man with a long beard and beard emerged from the bottle.

Then an old man with strange heavy pupils followed him, and finally a tall and thin old man.

With the true image of the three dilapidated imperial clothes, the whole Jingchuan has reached the edge of collapse.

With their appearance, the whole battle situation in Tiancheng was almost reversed in an instant.

After seeing this scene, Yan Xian's eyebrows jumped violently at the same time. The figure drilled out from nowhere was floating with a strange ripple on each body.

"Why do these guys have some familiar smell?" The tall and thin old man moved.

"Whoever they are, kill them first!" As soon as the dignified old man drank, he immediately brushed his sleeves, which was almost a moment, and then squeezed and impacted away.

The power of another level directly withstood the pressure of nearly a thousand ancestors, which made the sword unparalleled and free up its hands.

The three emperors shot at the same time, almost already laid the end.

The general trend was easily broken. The three emperors almost rushed forward with a grim smile. With each wave, groups of ancestral level Nirvana disappeared, even the Yan immortals could not compete.

If this emperor's true soul and unparalleled sword can barely check and balance, at the moment, the three emperors appear, even he has only his neck to be killed.

Since WanMu Tian took away the three emperors, jianwushuang has an unreal feeling. Confused, he has these three supreme powers to help, almost making him have the most terrible cards directly in Dayan universe.

Just in the true soul state, it is easy to kill the current top repair. The sword is unparalleled. I can't imagine how terrible it would be if it were a real emperor?

Looking at the three emperors who almost destroyed the withered and decadent, they had already stared at the spring and autumn of life and death, and then looked at jianwushuang and said with a bitter smile, "brother Jian, it's good that we didn't come hard when we went to WanMu sky, otherwise I'm afraid we've been in danger."

Jianwushuang deeply thought about this. If they had destroyed the real shadow of Yang Jun, that is, the tall and thin old man, they would never be able to stand here intact now.

At the same time, it can be seen that the little emperor sent them to WanMu sky, obviously trying to wipe them out by the hand of the three emperors.

In this way, the image of the little emperor was much worse in the heart of jianwushuang.

He had planned in his mind that he would run away with Chunqiu after he would eliminate the present enemies.

Even if his little emperor has more energy, can he extend his palm to the whole Dayan universe?

When he made a decision, the sword was unparalleled. Without any hesitation, he raised his strength and turned himself into the sharpest long sword and stabbed straight ahead.

This terrible battle finally turned into a one-sided massacre with the arrival of the three emperors.

With the howl, the last Yan immortal was directly pinched by the dignified old man to explode the immortal source!

So far, there are only less than 100 ancestors left in the mighty encirclement and suppression army!

"Let go, let us go..." the head of the black robed ancestral class retreated slowly, and his eyes showed despair.

The sword was peerless and cold eyed. He stretched out his hand and shook it in the air. The black robed ancestor covered his neck in pain and struggled.

"Who sent you and why did you kill him?"

Two questions in a row made all the surviving black robed ancestors look frightened. Once they said it, it was no different from immediately sentencing to death.

"Say!" The sword's peerless eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, and the strength was increased in his hands.

Feeling the real horror of life and death, the hard panting black robed Zu level dared not hide, "I don't know, it's the Duke, the son..."

Without saying a word, the strange black light burst directly from his chest and burned his origin!

The rest of the black robed ancestors were shocked and fled at this moment!

Looking at the body shape scattered in all directions, the heavy pupil old man snorted coldly, and the four pupils in his eyes turned strangely.

At the next moment, the whole sky was suddenly dark. With the darkness, there were countless strange eye wheels like the sun!

All the black robed ancestors who fled only felt that they were in the mire and the air around them began to stagnate.

Then they subconsciously looked at the sky and looked at the countless sun like eye wheels.

It seems that something is rapidly stripped from their bodies, and the long and almost endless life begins to flow back

The pupils of each top repair changed from panic to apathy, finally died, and then fell straight to the earth like a pool of mud.

The sword is unparalleled. While these top self-cultivation meteorites, the source poured into the eye wheel in the air that day.

Such power should be the power of the old man with heavy eyes.

"It's a crime to kill karma again. Come and reflect with me." The tall and thin old man looked serious and grabbed the heavy pupil.

The old man ChongTong took back his magic power and disdained. "Come on, you two killed Yan Xian. I'm afraid you can't even put down the heaven. How dare you say it's killing karma?"

"Look, the killing heart is almost covering up the original heart. It seems that it is necessary for the emperor to dredge you in the future." The tall and thin old man skimmed his mouth.

"Well, don't say a word," said the old man Weiyi, and then looked at the sword. "What's your next plan, little friend?"