Legend of Swordsman - #4801 - Chapter 4801

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Chen Qing sighed as he felt the emperor’s luck completely dissipated.

In this entire Celestial Court, although it is vast and magnificent, there is no Supreme Treasure that can be taken away, and some are only Death Qi.

“Brother Brother Jian, let’s go to meet the emperor’s real body to see if there is any Supreme Treasure or insight?” Chen Qing asked.

Jian Wushuang ordered nodded, not at all against him, came to Celestial Court here, originally for the purpose of treasure hunt, if you don’t look for Supreme Treasure, then it is called unrewarding.

As he prepared to leave, he stood at the end of the crowd, suddenly violently violently, and went straight to the real body of the emperor in the depths of Celestial Court.

“Fuck, I knew this guy was not well-meaning, Brother Brother Jian will keep up with it!” Chen Qing exclaimed, his feet suddenly rushed to catch up.

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, almost at the same time as Qing Qing set off, he also set off.

The three stream of light looks like you chasing me, but in a moment, it reaches the deepest part of this Celestial Court.

In front of you is the base, the real body of the emperor wearing the Emperor Yun costume!

It was so close that Jian Wushuang could see clearly the face of the dead emperor.

His facial features are handsome and deep, with a somewhat restrained shadow, perhaps because his face is too handsome, covering up the deep texture of his facial features.

One emperor who has already died, now his eyes are closed, like a nap, so that no one can see that he no longer has any breath and luck.

Yi Qing turned his head back and looked at Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing coldly, and then walked without worries, walking among the innumerable black lotus, close to the throne.

Chen Qing was furious and directly released his strength, and he fought against him regardless of his preparation.

Jian Wushuang pulled him at the right time, looking calmly at the head, and he seemed to have no battle or looting plans.

Chen Qing also knew that Jian Wushuang was thoughtful, and he must have some plan to prevent him from going to fight. After angrily snorted, he gave up the fight against the Qing.

But he was still unable to bear and said, “Brother Brother Jian, are we really going to go and investigate? That is the real body of the emperor, if there is any emperor Supreme Treasure, it must be swallowed by that guy. Ah.”

“Don’t worry, just wait and see.” Jian Wushuang didn’t worry at all, unperturbed said.

When Chen Qing saw it, he had no choice but to stand still, staring at Qing Qing’s back angrily.

Large steps in the lotus path. It seems that Qing Qing has been unable to restrain the excitement in his heart. A pair of golden eyes is full of anxiety.

After walking for more than a thousand steps, he finally stood in front of the mighty emperor seat, facing the still emperor body, he swallowed his throat, and reached directly to touch it.

But only for a moment, Yi Qing quickly withdrew his palm.

On the right hand that he stretched out, at the moment was full of scars. Divine blood dripped from the scars and it was very stinging.

The Emperor Yun suit worn by the emperor’s true body was made of black patches of black feathers, and the ends of each of the black feathers were too sharp, which made the heart anxious. Qing didn’t notice and was injured.

But he didn’t care at all, the wound on his palm recovered instantly, and then he extended the hand palm and put it on the position of the emperor’s true body, impatient’s feeling.

Chen Qing is not angry, “This damn thing, actually thought of swallowing everything, and sure enough, there is nothing good next to Young Master Mo.”

Jian Wushuang didn’t listen to Chen Qing’s complaint. At this moment, his eyes were gathered behind Di Qing’s, the lotus path of Black Lotus.

I wonder if it is his illusion. The static Black Lotus seems to be quite high than before, and it has become a lot bigger.

He began to feel that there seemed to be a problem in this stern Celestial Court.

It seems to confirm his thoughts. The next moment, Black Lotus in the lotus lanes on both sides, suddenly grew wildly, and then all twisted the Qing Qing in front of the throne.

Where Qingzhen in excitement can predict this crisis, when he responds, thousands of tentacle-like lotus necks are directly wrapped around his limbs and dragged down.

This horrifying scene happened in in a flash. When everyone responded, Diqing was under siege.

Chen Qing immediately grinned and said with open arms, “This retribution came so fast?”

However, all this is just the beginning, a sensational trend has quietly spread from the throne.

Next, a dark azure cloud spread out from the cranial crest of the emperor’s real body, quietly condense in the air a whole body dark azure tone, with a hexagonal head and golden glow flying bird.

“Li!”

It’s just clear, the irresistible sound waves swept the entire Celestial Court in an instant, and Jian Wushuang felt that his heart could not bear it and burst.

Realm’s slightly weaker spring and autumn, and Cui Jing even vomited back against the blood, and their breath faded.

It’s horrible at first!

A flying bird flying from the cranial crest of the emperor’s real body, carrying a boundless momentum, hovering in the air, the golden color of the eye wheel reveals the dignified color.

Then, it changed suddenly and became a stream of clouds, directly into the fairy body of Diqing.

“Uh!”

The unbearable pain is resounding, the skin of Diqing is tearing, and the divine blood is rolling down, as if it can’t bear the inside of the body, it may burst at any time.

“The body is good, but unfortunately I dare to covet this Emperor’s last breath, I can only destroy it!”

A cold, solemn and irresistible voice of authority is heard.

Yi Qing’s fairy body is irresistibly destroyed.

When Chen Qing saw it, he couldn’t help but whisper, “Brother Brother Jian, let’s run now, we should be too late…”

Jian Wushuang slightly nodded, walking and walking quietly and then withdraw.

This kind of irresistible emperor’s breath, even the weakest one, is not conceivable. If they have iron heads, they will only be smashed into the head.

After the four bodies slowly retreated, trying to move to a certain distance, in a spurt of energy flew out of the Celestial Court.

But then, Yi Qing’s figure stopped exploding, and his blood-stained red eyes suddenly looked towards Jian Wushuang and the others.

“Quick escape…” Di Qing’s voice came from the position of his belly, and he even barely affected the emperor obsession in his own fairy body!