Chapter 4721

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

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

Even if the sword is unparalleled, it can only use the power of the three emperors to destroy Jingchuan at the beginning, which shows the difficulty.

What kind of existence is this sword that cuts away the power of the void hundreds of millions of miles?

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

Jian Wushuang stared at the source of the sound, 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, this body with hazy brilliance only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared directly.

"This is just a warning. If you dare to destroy it wantonly and treat everything as nothing, it will all disappear."

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

Such a terrible sword, such a mysterious figure, are just a startling sight, and finally disappear.

Looking at this sword scar tearing open the void for hundreds of millions of miles, all the immortals twitched at the corners of their mouths, which was really too overbearing.

This sword of indifference attack directly killed nearly 20 Yan immortals. If it was not for the critical moment of unparalleled sword, it would drag the little emperor back, for fear that 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. Jian Wushuang's mouth burst into a sneer.

The original one-sided suppression situation was directly reversed under the sword of the mysterious man.

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

He and Chen Qing alone can almost resist the twelve Yan immortals, not to mention the help of small emperors and thin purple robes?

That Yin Rou Yan Xian, also has no heart to fight again, trembling voice shouted out quickly, then regardless of the preparation to flee.

A dark vine, as if growing from nothingness, quietly clings to him with a strong dead spirit.

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

The great terror between life and death made the Yin Rou Yan immortal extremely shocked, "hurry, come and save me!"

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

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

Yin Rou Yan Xian looked 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.

Hearing the words, he was overjoyed in his heart. If his tongue was cut, it would 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 couldn't understand, "thank you, little emperor."

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

He snorted stiffly, and the divine blood gushed in his mouth. Before he closed his mouth, another sword directly pierced his face. The terrifying force came out of the blade of the sword and blew his whole head and Xianyuan to pieces.

Jian Wushuang retreated half a step and frowned slightly.

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

Without head and fairy source, Yin Rou Yan Xian quietly fell into the gully of nothingness.

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

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

Then he passed out directly.

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 wry smile, "the old problem has been committed again."

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

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

Chen Qing left here to move on after waving his gloves and waiting for his chariot.

It was a tragic situation that only six people were left after being intercepted halfway. If the mysterious man hadn't intervened, I'm afraid it would be a near death situation today.

At this moment, even jianwushuang wondered, how did he live to the present under the level of interception?

When the imperial chariot moves forward and sits with the sword, there is only spring and autumn at this time.

"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.

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

Hearing the words, Chunqiu put his hand on his forehead and said, "I can't believe it. I want to kill him the most. At this moment, I actually stand on the same line with him."

Jian Wushuang 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 deal with him when we know he has a hidden disease. If one day he wants to tear his face, he can also be hit hard."

He shook his head and stopped talking.

There was only a faint roar of the vigorous wind in my ears.

It was another journey for more than 20 days, and there was no accident 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, as well as the breath of life in the void.

Seven rainbow shadows span the heavens and are erected on this side of the sky.

Walking through this period is like entering a dream, relaxed and happy.

Waving to open the curtain in front of the window, Rao Shijian peerless sighed secretly after seeing this.

The nine side super heaven is like a portal, like the stars and the moon, setting off the vaster heaven in the center.

There are thousands of waterfalls, like strips of jade ribbon flowing down from the edge of the heaven, unspeakably magnificent and mysterious.

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

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

"Xiaoyou, what's the situation? How can I feel something wrong here?"

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

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

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