Chapter 4723

Jian Wushuang looked around again and finally settled down.

Since he broke away from the past mud fetus in the divine universe, he jumped from the ancestral level to become an immortal.

With the strength of his immortal realm, he has not met the time of life and death for a few years.

Even the giant Haitian chapter and the whirling ancestor of whirling sky did not give him a real fear of life and death.

Jian Wushuang vaguely guessed that only when he got away from the realm of Yanxian could he really take that step.

After sitting for a while, he seemed to be aware of something and reached out to find the wordless heavenly book from his arms.

When I opened the first 15 pages of the book full of small characters, Jian's unparalleled eyes stayed on page 16, but there was nothing else except blank space.

"No, I was still discussing swords with Chen Qing just now? Why is there no display on this book? "

With some skepticism, jianwushuang tried to transfer the battle memory in divine consciousness.

The wisp of figurative divine consciousness soon sank into the pages.

Without letting the sword unparalleled down, the cloud and smoke of divine knowledge began to write directly, and neat little words appeared on the blank page.

And this time, the writing speed was very fast. It took almost tens of breath to finish writing.

The number of pages has also changed from the original number of pages to a thin page.

"No, there are so few places to write in Chen Qing's Kendo?" The sword is matchless. Some people can't believe it. They quickly look through it. After confirming that there is really only one page, some people can't cry or laugh.

But then, a more mysterious scene appeared. Chen Qing Kendo, which originally had only one page, disappeared in line by line!

It's like a pair of big hands erasing in the dark.

"No, no, what's this operation?" Sword matchless secretly wondered, "is it because this sword collection doesn't look down on Chen Qing's Kendo, so it has been erased?"

There is no answer. Jianwushuang can only watch Chen Qing's Kendo disappear completely.

"What a strange collection of swords." He looked at the single copy in his hand and thought that if he met a guy like Ding Baiyi in the future, wouldn't he be able to rub it down and steal the teacher?

Sword peerless smiles bitterly. This collection of Swords is a treasure against the sky. I'm afraid the elder who created this collection is also an interesting guy.

After collecting the sword, jianwushuang takes his seat.

For him, five years was not even as long as he had been fishing in the Yunxiao palace.

He strives to adjust his Yanli and realm to the peak in these five years to cope with everything that happens next.

The bowl Yang bottle was also opened. After wandering around in Xiaogu Tian, the three emperors returned to the bottle and slept.

Everything passed smoothly. Jianwushuang didn't know what was waiting for him next, so he was forced to accept it.

Under the seemingly calm water, undercurrent surges.

Five years, but in a flash.

When the brilliant streamer transformed by Yanli surged again between the twin hair tips of the sword, xiaogutian's enchantment was opened.

The little emperor, who faded his extravagant clothes, changed into a imperial dress symbolizing the emperor.

On this dark golden imperial dress, the needle and thread are drawn, and each stroke depicts the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, symbolizing the meaning of Bona.

At the collar, two small animals with thin ears were inlaid with dark gold thread.

This imperial dress made the little emperor less flirtatious and more heroic and dignified, but the little bloody pallor on his face could not be hidden.

Behind him stood nearly a thousand figures.

"Little emperor, I'll ask brother Jian to come." Chen Qing arched his hand and was suddenly stopped when he left.

"You wait here. I can go there." After leaving this sentence, xiaodijun went to the depths of Xiaogu sky alone.

Chen Qing's eyes showed a touch of envy. "Brother Jian is really amazing. I, Chen Qing, haven't seen anyone with this treatment for so many years."

The thin purple robe raised his eyes slightly, looked at the body shape of the little emperor far away, and lowered his eyelids again.

It seems that the sword peerless sitting in the enlightenment opens his eyes slowly and sees a body floating to him.

"Brother Jian, childe Yan is visiting." The little emperor smiled and stopped on the square.

Spit out a turbid breath, and the sword unparalleled got up and nodded. I've seen it.

Looking up and down, the little emperor said with great interest, "how is the recovery?"

"Pretty good. When will you start?"

"It's all ready for you."

Jian Wushuang nodded. At this time, Chunqiu also came out of the palace and stood behind him.

Just as he was about to leave, the little emperor suddenly stopped him, then stretched out his hand and stuffed a set of clothes and accessories into jianwushuang.

"Put it on. It's made by those embroidered women in the big division. It's pretty good."

Jianwushuang was helpless and bad to attack. He had to rush into the palace and change his clothes.

A moment later, a sword with a pair of silver embroidered threads appeared.

Although the clothes set off his handsome and extraordinary, it also made him feel uncomfortable when he came out of the sword. It was far less comfortable than the black Ranger.

The little emperor showed satisfaction in his eyes, and then turned to open the way.

"Brother Jian, I don't see. Your appearance is not much worse than that of the emperor." Spring and autumn looked up and down. The sword was unparalleled, and envy flashed in his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense. This dress doesn't suit me very well." Jian Wushuang said with a bitter smile. He quietly loosened his belt and stepped forward.

Spring and autumn scratched his head, "it's so similar to my emperor's father's body in those days. It's really strange."

He would never have thought that this young man who was silent and silent around him, but seemed to have endless stories, was once a Zeus God.

A total of more than 1000 ancestor level top practitioners and 20 Yan immortals stood in the void. At this moment, they showed their real fangs to the sword.

Outside the six day realm, in the void of the big division realm, the little emperor's rare calm eyes slowly swept over the standing figure in front of him.

At this moment, in the void of the whole large division, there were bursts of neighing.

An unparalleled sword, a strange beast I've never seen, stepped on the clouds and rode the wind to resist the chariot.

These strange animals are like dragons and sheep, with curved horns and thin ears. Their golden scales are engraved with flowing clouds. They are strange and mysterious at the same time.

Twenty strange beasts and ten Royal chariots arrived.

On each royal chariot, there is a flag engraved with Yan.

For a long time, the little emperor was calm but did his best to show his power, and his voice resounded through the whole big division.

"Ladies and gentlemen, follow your childe to heaven and go to dinner!"