Chapter 4750

The sword is unparalleled. Except for the red and swollen cheeks hit by the magic because it can't dodge, it is far from the shock of the little emperor's face swollen by the hammer.

These fairies seemed to have determined that the little emperor was the real color embryo and took full care of him. On the contrary, the sword peerless escaped a disaster.

Waving to pick up a cloud and put it on his face, the little emperor continued, "brother Jian, in fact, the place I want to take you is a place called Jiantian in the heaven."

"I'm brother Jian. The sword around your waist has been broken. I want to find another one, or directly melt the sword in the sky."

The sword is matchless. When he hears his words, he also believes what he said.

After all, in terms of the previous behavior style of the young emperor, he didn't come up and took him to peek at the fairy bath.

"What place is the sword sky you mentioned?" Sword matchless asked.

"Probably, it's a place for obsession," said the little emperor. "Those sleeping there are the obsessions of some old brothers who fought with my emperor's father at the beginning."

Jian Wushuang nodded and stopped talking.

They rested on the eaves of the pavilion for several days before leaving for Jiantian.

Out of the listening platform, at the edge of the heaven, a small world in chaos is reflected in the eyes of jianmatchless.

Even with the strength of his immortal realm, he can't explore what is in this chaotic world.

But from the strong breath from time to time in that world, I'm afraid any obsession here was a very terrible existence.

Led by the little emperor, he entered the so-called sword sky only after he entered the chaotic and hazy fog.

One step landing, raising bursts of dust.

The sword is unparalleled. When you look at it, you can see that all the places you see are endless gray sand and stones, and the dry trunk branches are facing the sky, like a body covering its face and crying.

This gray sandstone surface extends to the invisible distance and intersects with the sky.

"Hold the heart platform. The killing breath and obsession here are too heavy. If it is eroded, it will be difficult to pull it out." The little emperor warned in a deep voice.

Jianwushuang nodded. From entering the whole hall of Jiantian, he seemed to be a burning furnace tripod, and the whole ground seemed to be like magma, emitting a red color.

The sword unparalleled roughly swept the whole main hall. Except for a hundred seats, there were only faded murals on the surrounding walls, which attracted some attention.

Due to the long time, most of the murals have faded and peeled off, but jianwushuang can still guess that these murals depict the most tragic war.

The universe is torn apart, and countless successive Yan immortals are dying, resolutely.

Jianwushuang didn't delve into the meaning of these murals. He believed that all these heavenly regions have a tragic past, and nothing in the past can be changed.

It seems that xiaodijun is not the first time to come here. He is very familiar with walking forward with a sword.

Out of the main hall, the air began to change from muggy to dry and hot.

Even the derivative force escaping outside the body surface has the meaning of being burned, which shows how high the temperature is.

"This guy is not good at words and is silent, but when it comes to casting swords, he said that second, no one dares to be the first."

While moving forward, the little emperor said, "in addition, he is also the only disciple of an old friend of my emperor's father. His Kendo is unfathomable."

"Speaking of the old friend of my emperor's father, he is the only Sword Fairy I have seen who has reached the top of perfection in his sword way."

Jianwushuang listened quietly. He had not touched the whole situation about Jianxian and Dayan Huan.

At present, the only one he has ever met is Ding Baiyi, a Sword Fairy with amazing side in the divine power universe.

Just a record of Jue sword will make ten thousand swords pale.

However, jianwushuang suddenly thought that there was a mysterious man who didn't appear from beginning to end in the interception before he went to heaven, but he tore open hundreds of millions of miles of heaven with his amazing sword and killed dozens of Yan immortals.

Can the mysterious man be a sword fairy?

There is no answer. Some people or things may always be a shock.

"In order to make this guy concentrate on casting the sword, I led him all the swords in the whole sword day without telling the emperor's father."

"The last time we met, or at the last heavenly feast, I don't know if this guy has made any progress now."

I don't know how long it took to walk forward. When the ground under my feet disappeared, the whole huge hall reached its end.

But the next scene shocked Jian's unparalleled eyes.

I saw that there was a natural chasm behind the huge hall!

In this chasm, there is purple red magma flowing from the center of the earth, running and roaring in it.

Countless real swords hang high on the natural graben, and each real sword drops silver white water slowly from the sword tip.

The sword is unparalleled. It's more incredible.

Every drop of silvery white water is actually sword meaning!

Solid and concrete sword meaning!

What a trick it is to refine the sword idea in the real sword.