Legend of Swordsman - #4800 - Chapter 4800

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He is betting.

They are all betting.

Jian Wushuang is right.

Including Jian Wushuang who is also betting on this common Sword Array they can’t drop!

The reason for betting is that there is absolutely no way to make a decision. These few people really want to fight. They are by no means the opponents of the three Dayan Immortals who do not know the depth.

36,000 swords, hover.

At this moment, even Qingqing forgets to breathe.

Sword glow is extremely sharp, hovering in front of everyone’s eyes, not at all, and then go to First Step.

Heaven and Earth are dead, the word glow that hovered suddenly, like wind and sand, retreated.

Jian Wushuang spit out a clouded breath, and his beating heart calmed down.

Everyone is breathing out a avoided a catastrophe, even if the meaning is clear, he can’t help but re-examine him.

This is in the northern Celestial Immortal state, which can attract his attention. The strength of the Yanxian Realm can give him a young man who feels like a thorn in the back. It is never as simple and ordinary as he shows.

Tiqing is curious, how many secrets are there in him, and what purpose do he have to swim in this big domain?

Jian Wushuang bet on the right, these fairy bone guards who were originally supported by the last obsession, after the threat disappeared, their offensive then disappeared.

It’s too late to be happy, and the next thing has caused Jian Wushuang and others to be in deep contemplation.

Although they escaped the offensive of this time, their purpose was not to stop there, but to go to the Celestial Court great hall.

With these three immortal bone guards on guard, it is almost impossible to want to enter the Temple of Heaven smoothly.

However, they couldn’t release their strength to fight, even Jian Wushuang felt troublesome for a while.

Since it is obsession that supports them, can dispersing obsession allow them to dissipate?

Jian Wushuang thought to himself, and then he moved, facing the three immortal bone guards and said, “Do you know your current situation?”

“Those who break into the Celestial Court, die!” they repeated this sentence.

He went on to say, “You, together with this Celestial Court, including your emperor, have actually died out. Now you, but obsession, have no meaning anymore.”

The three fairy bone guards not at all spoke again. Jian Wushuang’s words seemed to evoke their long-term sleepy memory, and the rays of light in his eyes began to fluctuate.

Jian Wushuang saw the effect of his words, and took another dose of fierce medicine, “Why, don’t believe it? But the truth is that your Celestial Court has long been destroyed. All those who participated in the war, no Yanxian can After surviving, they all became dead bones.”

After he finished, his arms moved backwards, and the floating soil on the ground was lifted up, exposing the endless layers of fairy bones.

“In fact, you have all died out in that war, just get a good night’s sleep.”

Looking at that 1 layer of fairy bones, the tragedy of the past war has resurfaced.

They are suffering, with the obsession of the body, the force begins to dissipate, and then falls back into the abyss.

It is just a few ten breaths time, everything is silent again, and the rage of the raging force is also disappeared.

“Hurry up!” Jian Wushuang moved towards the dazed crowd and waved towards Celestial Court.

Chen Qing and the others also reacted and hurried to keep up.

Jian Wushuang, who is about to step into the Celestial Court, suddenly stopped again, as if remembering something, turning around and stimulating Yan Li, burying the numerous fairy bones that were exposed.

After finishing all this, he hurried to Celestial Court.

First Step stepped into the broken square, and the five figures appeared extremely small.

Compared with the giant Celestial Court of True Martial, this magnificent Celestial Court is not as magnificent and magnificent, but it is also not as unremarkable as it is.

Blood stains are also spread on this broken square, which belongs to Yan Xian’s blood stains, which can survive Samsara’s immortality after all ages.

Everything is showing the tragic war that happened here.

But what makes Jian Wushuang a little puzzled is how much the entire Celestial Court is not at all injured. Couldn’t the Celestial Court be damaged by the battle between the emperors?

It seems that this Celestial Court is not like being destroyed, but more like being sealed.

Jian Wushuang’s thinking stopped with Chen Qing struggling to open the door of the imperial palace over ten thousand zhang.

not at all Any obvious odor came out, even any luck, the breath did not show any point.

Then everyone walked into the Celestial Court.

A unique dark azure tone, reflected in the eyes of Jian Wushuang.

The interior of this vast Celestial Court is magnificent and magnificent, and all that is visible is the decoration of dark azure.

The Celestial Court dome on the top of the head depicts thousands of flying birds, showing an indescribable prestige.

In this Celestial Court, on the 18 mountain and sea columns lined up on the left and right, dark azure tone is also used to depict pictures of birds.

These flying birds are all of the same characteristics. They have a hexagonal head, golden glow in their eyes, a dark and magnificent body, and are extremely luxurious.

Chen Qing and the others are looking at this majestic Celestial Court. Only in the eyes that had been silent for a long time, the pupil light was flourishing!

Jian Wushuang’s gaze locked in the deepest place after entering this Celestial Court.

There is a towering throne standing still!

A figure sits on the throne.

A figure in an Emperor Yun costume.

There are thousands of black lotus blossoms on both sides of this invisible body. I don’t know how many years have passed before they have never withered.

Everything displays a mysterious sternness.

What makes Jian Wushuang strange is that no matter how he looks at it, he can’t see through the face of the figure in imperial clothes.

Chen Qing and the others also noticed the figure sitting in the throne deep in the Celestial Court.

“It seems that it is already dead.” Feeling the breath of stillness in the hall, Chen Qing eyes opened.

Jian Wushuang didn’t speak, and he also felt the same. The incomparable figure sitting on the throne, really had no breath, and was dead.

His imperial body is ancient.

The emperor’s luck has completely disappeared.

Even the emperor of this class, even if he was declining, the general situation surging from the whole body made Yan Xian tremble.

However, in the final destruction, it is good to be able to die so decently.