Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4613: Curse to death Long Ye

Long Ye didn't speak, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at him closely.

However, Jian Wushuang's next sentence was to make him tremble, as if the most secret things were made public.

"Why are you Dragon Clan, why should you return to the virtual universe?"

A short sentence is like a thunder.

Long Ye lips whispered, "You, how do you know?"

Jian Wushuang coldly said, "Because I, in the base camp of the extraterritorial battlefield, I saw a person who should not have seen, and knew these things."

"Long Bai..." Long Ye seemed to have been exhausted and exhausted, saying, "Where is Long Bai now?"

"Because of your wrong decision, Long Bai paid the price he should pay." Jian Wushuang said, reaching for the Qiankun ring, Long Bai's lifeless head appeared in Long Ye's eyes.

"My brother!" Long Ye stunned, but was blocked by Jian Wushuang waved his hand.

"Shuzi, you are going to be an enemy of my entire Dragon Clan!" Long Ye cried blood to his feet.

Jian Wushuang was silent, saying for a while, "I never thought of being an enemy with the dragon race for a moment, it was good in those days, and now I don’t even have that idea."

"You are the one who pushes the entire dragon family to despair!"

"I thought that surrendering to the universe of emptiness would preserve the true strength of the Dragon Clan, but I don’t know that the lips died cold, and then it will be the real disaster of your Dragon Clan!"

Jian Wushuang said coldly, "All I do today is to wake you up!"

"Tell me, why do you surrender!"

Long Ye backed off again and again, eyes burst into tears, "Now the divine universe has fallen, and the Eternal God is dying. You tell me, who can resist the virtual **** and the virtual universe without surrendering?"

"Stupid!" Jian Wushuang hated, "Do you really know nothing about the cold lips?"

"For half of the living space, you are willing to endure such humiliation. Do you think that the universe of the Divine Power has fallen? Do you want people to want you even if you are a rodeo? You think you won’t bite. ?"

After the words were completed, Jian Wushuang waved a picture.

It was a scene in the base camp outside the battlefield. Long Bai, who was wearing a gown and a Chinese suit, was sitting underneath.

The strange noise of Shang Xushen sounded, "As long as you bring ten Dragon Clan women to this seat, the original jurisdiction of the Dragon Clan remains unchanged, and you can choose the seven domains for your own use, how?"

A bit of humiliation and anger flashed in Long Bai’s eyes, but he endured it and bowed his hand. “It’s a big thing. Xu Longbai went back and asked the ancestors for their opinions.”

The pride and dignity brought by the ancients of the dragon clan was completely destroyed and stepped on the soles of the feet in such a short dialogue.

Looking at the picture, Long Bai sat back from his soul, and Long Ye's heart was bleeding. The dragon's unseemly arrogance, in this humiliation, completely wiped out the Dao Xin.

At the end of the picture, when Long Bai was about to die, he said the last word of persuasion: tell me brother, don’t go wrong again.

"My brother!" Long Ye burst into tears, and the world changed.

Long Bai's head was held with divine power, Jian Wushuang gently pushed it to Long Ye.

"Even if you surrender to the virtual universe, they will not let you go like this, and will only slowly eat up the entire dragon clan."

"Although the Divine Power Universe has fallen, there is still the possibility of rising. I don’t want your Dragon Clan to completely deviate on this road."

"Even if we coexist and die with the divine universe? This is our glory and a certain mission."

Jian Wushuang said calmly, "If the opposite is true, your best situation is to be enslaved, and will your enslaved descendants curse you, the ancestors who made the decision, for the Haoshou scum, Cang Beard Thief?"

Long Ye shuddered, and seemed to be unable to bear any more, spitting out a **** mouth.

No longer proud in his eyes, he was replaced by old and lonely.

"You are called Jian Wushuang, right, is that little guy in the Shrine of Life?" Long Ye spoke slowly.

Jian Wushuang responded, "Not bad."

Long Ye nodded, his already cloudy eyes filled with relief, "The old man is taught."

In the next moment, Long Ye suddenly showed his palm like a knife, and cut it towards his neck.

Then a head fell into that huge abyss.

Long Ye who voluntarily disbanded a cultivation practice, turned into a golden dragon, and slowly fell.

Since everything came so fast, when Ye Wushuang responded, Long Ye had already disappeared!

Jian Wushuang fell silent, looked at the golden dragon corpse scattered in the giant pit and repaired as a dragon breath, murmured, "Strong Generation."

"Old Ancestor!" Hundreds of descendants of the Dragon tribe wept when they saw this scene.

Jian Wushuang signaled to the old Venerant to remove the barrier, then the dragons on the periphery would go crazy and came to the front of the giant pit, kneeling heavily on the ground.

"Did this journey of the Dragon Race end like this?" Jian Wushuang looked at the descendants of the Dragon Race kneeling on the ground and couldn't bear to punish again.

And at this moment, there seems to be a twilight bell rang, and countless mysterious auras rushed into the Nazian Hall.

The two heavenly doors opened slowly, and an ambiguous figure waved away, and then signaled Jian Wushuang to come.

Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun glanced at each other, but even if they swept towards Nazian Hall.

Jan Wushuang can only see clearly when he stays outside the gate of the temple. The fuzzy figure is a middle-aged woman.

The woman was dressed in a plain shirt, and her left and right arms were wrapped with two mysterious yellow air. When she saw Jian Wushuang coming, she bowed her head and said, "And come with me."

After the words were over, the woman entered the giant hall first.

Jian Wushuang has no doubt about him, and also steps into the giant hall.

Stepping in one step, the ripples symbolizing the enchantment spread slightly and immediately return to calm.

The extremely rich dragon breath permeates every inch of space. Even Jian Wushuang feels that kind of oppression.

The layout of this giant temple is very peculiar. Up to the center of the whole temple, a giant pillar is erected like a border with the sky.

And on top of this giant pillar is a red gold dragon almost equal to the giant pillar.

Each scale that is twice as large as Jian Wushuang is full of pure golden meaning.

Holy shit!

The middle-aged woman with the enthusiasm of mysterious yellow, respectfully said, "Old ancestors, guests are here."

The huge red gold scales began to move, and the golden dragon that lay on the giant pillar began to move.

The air of Xuanhuang is more intense. A dragon head beyond imagination seems to hang from the nine days. A pair of dragon heads are like two star fields, reflecting the shape of Jian Wushuang.

And the air of mysterious yellow erupted from the unimaginable dragon's nostrils.

"Welcome to you, I am the dragon ancestor Dragon Emperor, you can also call me Linhe."

Jian Wushuang felt a slight shock in his heart. He realized that the ancestor Dragon Emperor in front of him had already surpassed the energy of the half ancestor level.