Chapter 4726

With a sword hundreds of millions of miles, the brilliant force poured out.

It is impossible to destroy any heaven and earth in this great Yan universe except Yan Xian.

Even if the sword is unparalleled, in the original destruction of Jingchuan, we can only borrow the power of the three emperors to destroy it. This shows the difficulty.

What kind of existence is it that this sword can kill hundreds of millions of miles of emptiness?

"Do you know how to protect the environment, a group of guys who don't know heaven and earth?" A voice of great impatience resounded through the void.

Jian Wushuang looked at the sound source and saw a body with hazy brilliance standing in the distance. Even if he was so far away, he could feel a kind of extreme pressure beyond cognition.

However, the body shape emitting hazy brilliance only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared directly.

"This is just a warning. If you dare to destroy wantonly and regard all things as nothing, they will all disappear."

The sound of prestige resounded through the void and disappeared for a long time.

Such a terrible sword and such a mysterious body shape are just startled and disappear in the end.

Looking at this sword scar tearing open the void for hundreds of millions of miles, all Yanxian are twitching at the corners of their mouths. It's too overbearing.

This indiscriminate sword directly killed nearly 20 Yan immortals. If it wasn't for the unparalleled sword, it would drag the little emperor back. I'm afraid they would also fall into it.

He recovered from the shock and looked at the more than ten Yan immortals left in front of him. Jianwushuang burst into a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Originally, it was a one-sided suppression situation. Under the sword of the mysterious man, it was directly and forcibly reversed.

With unparalleled swords, there are still six Yan immortals, one ancestor level, and only twelve Yan immortals left in the enemy.

He and Chen Qing alone can almost resist the twelve Yan immortals, let alone the little emperor and the thin purple robe?

That Yin Rou Yan immortal, also had no heart to fight again. After trembling and shouting to withdraw quickly, he was ready to escape regardless.

A dark vine seemed to grow from nothingness, with a strong dead spirit, quietly attached to him.

The surrounding void seemed to stagnate, and the derivative force in the whole body was stiff.

The great terror between life and death shocked the Yin Rouyan immortal, "come and save me!"

But the rest of Yan Xian, who fled in a hurry, didn't look at him. They all scattered in the void and disappeared.

Waiting for him is a supreme evil god with extreme terror.

Yin Rou Yan Xian turned back hard and couldn't even speak clearly.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." The little emperor looked gloomy and held a real sword.

When he heard the speech, he was very happy in his heart. If his tongue was cut, he could grow up for thousands of years at most, and at least leave a life.

Immediately, the Yin Rou Yan immortal stretched out his tongue and said, "thank you, little emperor."

When the blade of the sword crossed, a part of the tongue was cut off directly.

He gave a stuffy hum, and the blood gushed from his mouth. Before he closed his mouth, another sword directly pierced his face. The terrifying force came out of the blade and blew his whole head and Xianyuan to pieces.

The sword is matchless. It retreats half a step and frowns slightly.

The little emperor was too cruel to kill, which can be seen from this.

Without the head and the source of immortality, the Yin and Rou Yan immortal quietly fell into the valley of nothingness.

In the whole void, there are only many fragments of Yan Xian, floating silently.

When the real sword entered the scabbard, the little emperor turned slowly and looked at the sword with his eyebrows. A wisp of divine blood gushed out of his nostrils without signs.

Then he passed out.

The thin purple robe seemed to have expected, hugged the little emperor and ran straight to the unbroken imperial chariot.

Chen Qing said with a bitter smile, "the old problem has been made again."

Without meaningless questioning, jianwushuang rushed to the other imperial chariots with Chunqiu.

In this fierce battle, there were only three of the ten Royal chariots that could barely be used, but those fine eared strange beasts like dragons and sheep, with few casualties.

Chen Qing was waving his gloves and waiting for his chariot before leaving here to move on.

It's a tragic situation that only six people are left after being intercepted on the way. If the mysterious man didn't intervene, I'm afraid it would be a near death situation today.

At this moment, even the unparalleled sword wondered, how did he live up to now under layers of interception?

When the imperial chariot goes forward and sits with the sword, there is only spring and autumn.

"I said brother Jian, is there any hidden disease in childe Yan? Did you see it just now? This is the second time. " Chunqiu whispered.

Sword matchless thought a little, and then said, "don't rule out this possibility. According to these repeated interceptions, it's a miracle to live."

Spring and autumn heard the speech and said with his hand on his forehead, "it's hard to believe that I want to kill him most. At the moment, I'm actually standing on the same line with him."

Sword matchless smiled, "it's not too late for us to leave when the time is ripe."

"That's the only way." Chunqiu nodded helplessly, and then whispered, "however, it's easy to do if we know that he has a hidden disease. If we want to tear his face one day, we can also deal a heavy blow with it."

He shook his head and stopped talking.

There was only a faint roar of the vigorous wind.

It was a journey of more than 20 days in a row, and there were no accidents in the next journey.

The nothingness around is about to move to the end, and is gradually replaced by the heaven filled with vast derivative force.

Rich to condense as the essence of the derivative force, and the breath of life is dense in the void.

Seven rainbow shadows spread across the heavens and set up on this side of the sky.

Walking through it, it is like a dream, relaxed and happy.

Waving to open the curtain in front of the window, Rao Shijian sighed secretly when he saw this behind the scenes.

The nine side super heaven is a gateway, like the stars and the moon, setting off the more vast heaven in the center.

There are thousands of waterfalls, like jade ribbons flowing down from the edge of the heaven, which is unspeakably magnificent and mysterious.

"Brother Jian, this should be the heaven of real Wuyang." Spring and autumn looks dignified.

Then, a restless agitation came out of the bowl Yang bottle. The cork was gently opened, and then the voice of the three emperors sounded.

"What's the matter with you? How can I feel something wrong here?"

"Why is this breath so familiar? It makes me inexplicably upset."

Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly and whispered, "three predecessors, we should enter the heaven of zhenwuyang now."

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"What? Little friend, don't you want to go straight to the real Wuyang nest? The true Shadow of the emperor has not been restored! "