The broken Tianmen gate, the silent and solidified Wanggu boundless sea, seems to have been awakened to vitality and roared!
The dark sea rolled up hundreds of millions of dust waves, almost as high as the sky.
At this moment, the entire endless boundless sea was completely boiling.
The gate of heaven was broken, and the dusty channel was opened. This was originally an invisible sea of nothingness, which collided with the real external atmosphere.
The boundless sea evaporated in large areas, and began to show cracks at the edge.
All this will surely fall!
Black cloud was frightened and speechless. He felt an unprecedented breath, the real breath.
The throne of chaos was easily torn apart, and all their eyes were condensed in one place at the moment.
In front of the broken Tianmen gate, the original fragmented immortal body of jianwushuang is now intact.
His * * chest was completely covered with noble divine patterns, and his dark long hair completely turned into red gold, dancing wildly in the air.
The two true eyes also turned into the purest reddish gold.
You can't look straight at the brilliance. It will overwhelm the way of heaven and defeat all ages.
The sword at this moment is unparalleled, which is beyond the imagination of all Dayan immortals.
Black cloud couldn't even raise his heart of escape, and stood in the same place with a dead face.
The young emperor also changed from the initial madness to trembling, and he smelled the most familiar breath.
That kind of breath belongs to the real emperor.
Bian Ziyuan was completely stunned, and then there was only deep jealousy and madness in his eyes.
Obviously, he is an ant like Yan Xian, but he kills all enemies with his own strength. How can this be what Yan Xian did?
Huang Huang can't look directly, and all the breath can't touch the sword at all.
He slowly raised his palm and looked at the flowing rich to the extreme Qi, looking very satisfied.
"This immortal body is good enough to be used by emperors."
Leaving the exit of the boundless sea completely is behind him, but all Dayan immortals dare not leave at all, and even dare not move their bodies.
Black cloud swallowed his throat hard, glanced at the side of the corner of his eye, and suddenly had a plan.
The next moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth, directly waved and pushed Bian Ziyuan, throwing it at the sword unparalleled!
At the same time, his body turned into hundreds of millions of chaos and swept away towards the four fields and eight wastelands.
Because all this was so fast that Bian Zi didn't react, so he was pushed to the front of the sword.
"Pooh!"
With a slight sound, his pupils suddenly opened to the largest.
Unspeakable pain, as well as the passage of Qi and Xianyuan, made him subconsciously look at his chest.
There, it has been completely broken, and the source of air luck has completely dried up in an instant.
And it's all because of one finger.
With a finger in the air, Jian Wushuang let Bian Zi fall far away, and the supreme Qi like the colorful glow passed through his back, and castration unabated shrouded in the boundless sea.
Shrouded, contracted.
The black cloud that had turned into chaos and fled directly showed its original shape.
He was completely desperate and shouted loudly, but he couldn't change the outcome in the end.
With a flick of Jian Wushuang's hand, the supreme Qi directly crushed the edge into powder.
Then, heiyun was caught in front of him.
"Emperor, emperor, please let me go for the sake of my difficult practice..." black cloud was ashen, and he had seen that this sword was unparalleled, not that sword.
He was unmoved, with only contempt and indifference in his eyes, just like looking at mole ants.
"Are you self relieving or do you want me to do it?"
Black cloud was completely desperate, and he knew that once it fell out this time, it was the real fall out.
"If you don't bother the emperor, I will relieve my luck."
After saying this last sentence, heiyun didn't say another word. He died very simply without leaving any trace.
Jian Wushuang is very satisfied with this.
He waved his hand, and a pair of red gold eyes slowly swept over. He was the supreme existence, and no one dared to look directly at him.
Finally, his eyes turned to the young emperor who was retreating, and with a wave of his hand, he grasped him.
Looking at him, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed a doubt, "I seem to have seen you?"
The young emperor twitched at the corners of his eyes, "I, I am..."
Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted.
"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is your ending, only death."
With this sentence, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate. He shook his palm and killed him directly.
Everything is done in an instant, even without wasting effort.
He turned his neck slightly, and then suddenly pulled Fuyao in front of him, but he didn't do it. After a flash of doubt in his eyes, he was relieved, "you're still his friend. If I don't do it, you should quit."
There was deep panic in Fu Yao's eyes, but she didn't retreat, but shivered, "you, you're not him, please return him."
"Oh? That's interesting. Do you think I'll let him back?" Jian Wushuang's mouth moved slightly, revealing a strange smile, "the master of this immortal body is me, not him from now on."
When he finished speaking, he appeared to be in a lack of interest. He waved his hand directly and pushed the Fuyao away, turning around to look at the passage behind him.
Behind the broken Tianmen gate, there is a channel leading to the real outside world.
At this moment, even he was moved.
It's too long, it's too long, so long that he almost forgets the past.
The way of heaven has entered many reincarnations, and the outside world doesn't know what it has become.
Now, he can finally go out.
Just as he was about to step into the passage, two swords came from the sky and rolled towards him.
The sword had no double-sided color and was cold. Turning around, it was just a sweep of the real eye, which immediately broke the meaning of the sword.
At the same time, the river retreated thousands of feet away from Yan Hui, spitting God's blood at his mouth, and his breath became listless.
Holding back his murderous intention, he finally didn't kill all, and turned around to enter the passage.
But at the next moment, hundreds of millions of colorful charm suddenly burst out from the depths of the channel, shining endlessly.
The sword had no double-sided color, and was startled. He raised his hand directly, and his body instantly flew back.
"Farewell, Emperor Zhenwu."
Endless long breath covers everything, and this ancient sound seems to contain the supreme rules, so that the way of heaven begins to emerge.
After hearing this sound, the sword without double-sided color followed again, and the fists were tightly clenched.
With the endless long breath, a thin old man with colorful feet and black robes stepped into the boundless sea.
He seemed to be flowing with the rules of the road, and there were mysterious words flowing slowly.
His eyes were muddy, and everything could not be reflected in his pupils at all.
Looking at this figure, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.
"Yu Chang, will you stop me?"
"It's the responsibility of emperor Zhenwu. Don't blame him." The thin old man nodded slightly, and his face was quite kind.