Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4527: Regression

The eighty-seventh crack.

The call to sacrifice continues, and a wave of coercion spreads like a mountain.

And at the 23rd crack, Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme have stepped out and entered the crack.

Crush.

The cracks in the void twisted for a while, devouring the silhouettes of Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme, and immediately they disappeared.

The familiar sense of vertigo strikes again. When Jian Wushuang and the ram supremely open their eyes again, they have reached a starry sky.

The same starry sky, but the atmosphere in the universe is already different.

Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme glanced at each other, and there was a movement in each other's heart.

Sure enough, in addition to the eighty-seventh crack, this twenty-third crack can also go back and forth between the divine universe and the virtual universe.

The two are about to go to the camp of the gods.

A shout, suddenly banged!

"Danger, die !!!"

Boom!

I saw a white dragon with six claws.

In his mouth, there is a huge fireball bomb, as if the sun was in his mouth.

"Stop!"

The ram supreme complexion suddenly changed, and then I remembered that the two had just emerged from the cracks in the void, and they must have been treated by others as virtual universes.

However, he hasn't waited for his explanation, the fireball has slammed into it quickly, hitting a broken channel directly in the void, and hit the sword Wushuang and the ram Supreme directly.

This fireball, with its spreading pressure and hot temperature, is far from being able to resist by the Ram.

Just as the ram supreme showed despair, the sword Wushuang next to him stepped out, holding the hilt of the Taro Excalibur around his waist!

Draw sword and cut!

Oh!

A horrible match, like a long galaxy, splits away obliquely, and splits this big fireball in half.

Countless flames spread, reflecting the faces of Jian Wushuang and the Supreme Ram.

锵.

Receive the Taro Magic Sword, Sword Wushuang looked up and looked into the giant dragon eye, and flashed the dreadful six-claw white dragon, calmly said, "Long Qing, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I still think you are still so reckless Stupid. "

Kaka Kaka.

Hundreds of feet of six-clawed white dragons flickered with white awns, and immediately turned into a young man wearing a white robe with gold edges and twin horns.

"Sword Warriors?"

Long Qing squinted his eyes and hummed softly.

The sword is unparalleled, and its pointed long ears return to their original shape, transforming a virtual power into a divine power, and re-forming it into a true human race.

"This guy didn't die in the virtual universe."

"Also, this guy seems to be stronger again!"

Long Qing's eyes flashed with surprise.

This time Jian Wushuang entered the virtual universe. Except for the gods knowing the specific situation, as for the other disciples, even the two disciples of the gods are not clear about the specific situation of Jian Wushuang and others in the virtual universe. What did you do.

Therefore, Long Qing thought that the sword was unparalleled, and she had already died in the void universe.

Whew ~~!

Several figures came back, and after seeing the sword unparalleled, he suddenly fell into a drowsiness, with unbelievable colors in his eyes.

"Is it swordsman?!"

"Jian Wushuang returned from the virtual universe?"

"Jian Wushuang is still the first person to return from the virtual universe?"

The crowd was shocked.

Jian Wushuang frowned, ignored them, and spoke indifferently:

"Take it easy."

After that, Jian Wushuang and the ram supreme turned into two streamers, which instantly cut through the sky and swept towards the base camp where the gods of the universe were.

This time, the reason why Jian Wushuang did not choose to send a message to the **** of the universe, but came back in person because it was important, such as the map of the void and the deployment of combat power, and the elder Banshan spent tens of thousands The information collected by Chaos Age must be handed to the **** of the universe, and the sword can be reassured without both sides.

After a few hours.

The base camp has arrived.

I haven't seen it for hundreds of years. There is no difference in the base camp, except that they have become more dignified. The people responsible for patrolling the base camp are full of expressions. When they think about it, they also guess what will happen in the war.

Jian Wushuang approached, and the monk responsible for guarding the base camp was preparing to intercept. After seeing the person clearly, he asked in amazement:

"Are you the vice captain Jian Wushuang? Are you back from the virtual universe?"

Jian Wushuang looked at this person, and saw that this person was wearing the seventh team's robes. It was a member of the seventh team. When Jian Wushuang fought for 5,000 years, this person also fought alongside him .

"It's me."

Jiang Wushuang nodded his head, meaning nothing nonsense, he said:

"Take me to see Lord Elder God."

The seventh team member saw Jian Wushuang's expression with a severe expression, understands that the matter must be urgent, and he quickly brought Jian Wushuang to the Temple of God.

Along the way, many eyes looked at Jian Wushuang. They were startled, and then they were shocked.

"Jian Wushuang is back!"

"He is back from the virtual universe!"

Ignoring these discussions, Jian Wushuang stepped into the Temple of Evil God step by step.

In the Temple God's Hall, the old-looking God of God, wearing a large urn, is reading a book. Lan Lan and Lan Su stand on both sides and hold the lamp for him.

After hearing the footsteps, Zhou God raised his head and looked up. When he saw Jian Wushuang coming in, there was no surprise on his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded:

"You are here."

Waving his hand, he motioned for Lan Su and Lan Lan to retreat on both sides.

"Yes."

Lan Su and Lan Lan answered each other, and when they passed by, they looked at Jian Wushuang's eyes, which was also full of surprise.

After the two leave, there are only two people in the whole hall, Zhou God and Jian Wushuang.

"Master Zeus."

Jian Wushuang arched his hand towards the **** of the earth.

"You and I don't need to be polite."

Zhou Shen put down the book in his hand and patted the position next to him, motioning to Jian Wushuang to sit next to him.

"You worked hard this time."

Zhou Shen looked at the vicissitudes of Jian Wu's eyes and sighed lightly. Somehow distressed.

Jian Wushuang sat next to the **** of the universe and smiled when he heard it.

Everything is worth it with the words of the **** of the sky.

Tian knows that his sword Wushuang is in the refining deities. It seems calm and calm, but in fact he tightens his mind every day, dare not be half slack, for fear of the risk of his own exposure.

It's hard to calculate how much effort it takes.

"Sir, please look at these two things first."

Converging thoughts, Jian Wushuang's right hand, a map of the forbidden area, a list of combat power, and the bamboo tube entrusted to him by Zhan Shan all appeared in his hands.

"OK!"

There is no unnecessary nonsense in the **** of the universe, and I understand that the war is about to begin.

He first lifted the bamboo tube in Banshan and looked at it carefully.

In the hall of the God of Chaos, the candlelight swayed, and the God of God slowly looked, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.