Legend of Swordsman - #4798 - Chapter 4798

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Looking at the demise of the heavens now filled with Death Qi, Jian Wushuang doubts the authenticity of Chen Qing’s words.

This is like the mysterious cave that retains Supreme Treasure. I am afraid that it is a dead tomb.

Chen Qing scratched his head. “But after all, although it is not the same as the imaginary treasures, there must be some Supreme Treasure hidden, which may be of great use to us.”

At this time, Chunqiu’s voice sounded, “Brother Chen Qing, are you sure this is a treasure in your mouth, not a battlefield?”

Jian Wushuang looked at it soundly and saw Chunqiu bending down and waving his hand, a large piece of dark brown soil was pulled away, and a broken Supreme Treasure real sword was exposed.

I don’t know if they have been buried in the ground for many years, but the Supreme Treasure real sword still reflects the coldness of the people.

But everyone’s eyes looked towards under the broken real sword.

It was a shining bone that had disappeared from flesh and blood. He even kept the last posture of his life, holding a real sword in one hand and covering his chest with one hand, but his head was gone.

This is the bone of Yanxian peak. Jian Wushuang confirmed immediately that his fairy source was crushed by external forces, even those crushed together, and the real sword he stabbed in front of him.

There is no other possibility to kill such a Yanxian peak directly except Dayan Xian.

Jian Wushuang seemed to feel something, and he also reached out and rolled up layers of dark brown sand.

Next, a shocking scene appeared.

With the stripping of the dark brown sand, all kinds of Supreme Treasure with a broken handle, one after another, a terrible dead body, were exposed to the air.

Looking around, there are hundreds of fairy bones!

There are so many bones under the ground of only hundred zhang and zhang. Are all the bones under the unopened ground?

Just the only exposed bones, Jian Wushuang glanced at them, all of them were Yanxian Realm.

How can so many Yan Xian buried in this bone, how terrifying their opponents should be?

Yanxian’s fairy body, even if it died, has no possibility of becoming a fairy bone after several years, but now, these dead Yanxian have been transformed into fairy bones, so you can see the time of their death , Definitely more than ten years.

One Chinese year is enough to make Samsara ten times in one universe. Ten Chinese years cannot be measured by years.

Everyone’s complexion is diminished unconsciously. This place is definitely not the so-called treasure place in Chen Qingkou.

Instead of the Ancient Battlefield, look at Ancient Battlefield!

“Here, wouldn’t it be True Martial Yang Dijun, when the original division was opened, the ancient Battlefield left behind?” Chen Qing murmured.

But no one can answer him, all confused.

“Brother Jian, what should we do, shall we leave, or will we investigate?” Chunqiu asked.

Jian Wushuang waved the sand and buried the hundreds of fairy bones again, and then said, “Since we have come here by mistake, let’s go and explore again. There are no living things aura here. , It’s okay to think about it.”

Spring and autumn nodded, following Jian Wushuang so far, he has long believed in Jian Wushuang’s decision, and firmly followed.

Immediately, he followed behind Jian Wushuang and moved towards the front towards moved towards.

Chen Qingxing is soaring, from time to time exploring the possible Supreme Treasure.

Diqing did not say much. As Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal, he also realized that this area of ​​heaven had reached the point where he could no longer die, so he naturally followed Jian Wushuang to investigate.

Only Cui Jing, who looks like a lost soul, apparently has not walked out of Sha Qing’s death.

Five Dao bodies, headed by Jian Wushuang, travel through this deadly sky.

The dark brown ground beneath your feet seems to have no boundaries, and it extends forward indefinitely.

This shows a dark brown ground, which is actually not the color at first, but the color infiltrated by divine blood and divine blood of Yanxian.

Perhaps here, there once happened an ancient war, countless Yanxian, and even Dayanxian in this ancient war, body dies and Dao disappears, eventually buried by wind and sand, dead and desolate.

As you move forward, the sky in the distance begins to change.

one after another is like a rift in the sky, tearing the sky dome, and at the same time there is a square column engraved with Profound Mystery quaint patterns, broken walls, floating in the air still.

An unspeakable, ancient silence, ancient atmosphere, unconsciously suppressed in everyone’s heart.

Looking at the quaint gravel distributed on the sky dome, Jian Wushuang began to build in the bottom of his heart, what happened in the war.

When the ground underneath was broken and cracked, the broken buildings finally appeared in everyone’s eyes.

Chen Qing also converged with excitement, and his eyes became dignified. He has discovered that it is not easy to describe the site here.

“Brother Brother Jian, what would you say is this place?” Chen Qing asked, looking for an answer.

Jian Wushuang did not answer him, but accelerated his figure.

When there were faults and pits in the front ground, he stopped and looked forward.

Looking forward, everyone was horrified again.

On the broken ground in front, a large, quaint, and broken great hall suspended above abyss.

Despite its brokenness and antiquatedness, it shows an intriguing trend.

There is a green cloud flowing slowly before the broken great hall.

“Here is a Celestial Court, the old broken Celestial Court.”

Jian Wushuang spoke slowly and firmly.

Chen Qing swallowed involuntarily. He agreed with Jian Wushuang.

Only where the emperor once existed will there be a flow of emperor luck.

At present, the giant palace floating on abyss seems to have no other name to match its identity except Celestial Court.

True Martial Yang Dijun’s master division, at the beginning of its establishment, experienced the most tragic war expansion.

Countless Jinghong Yanxian, and even Dayan Xian, have participated in this ancient war.

Right now, such a broken Celestial Court may have been established by the one emperor who had lost to the True Martial sun.

“I really didn’t expect that in this sky, in the sky, there is still a Celestial Court that was broken.” Jian Wushuang sighed softly.