Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4722: Climbing to heaven

Jian Wushuang is full of black lines. Looking at the magnificent posture of this heavenly heaven, I am afraid that he really must have the intention to straighten the real Wuyang Lao nest, I am afraid that he is also weak.

"I didn't want to make trouble, you misunderstood." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, and then said the whole thing in and out.

At the end, there was silence in the bowl of the bottle, and then there was a burst of uncontrollable excitement.

"Great, Xiaoyou, you can continue to maintain relationship with the emperor Laozi and gain trust. When the three emperors are restored, we will directly destroy the den of the real Wuyang Laoer, which is convenient and quick!"

"No, not very good." Jian Wushuang's mouth twitched.

"You don’t have too much psychological pressure, little friends, just act as usual, brush more on what you feel, and leave the rest to us!"

"..."

"Really save the effort of Tianda, this really Wuyang old man can't think of it anyway, we are by his side!"

"Hush, mute, let's not expose our breath next, everything will be decided by the children."

"Little friends, you take care of yourself next, less than a last resort, of course, do not call us out as a last resort, we are good at recuperating."

Jian Wushuang still wanted to speak, and the stopper of the bottle Yang bottle was closed directly, giving no chance at all.

He smiled bitterly.

At this moment, Chen Qing’s voice sounded from outside Yulu, "Brother Sword, we should get off."

Jian Wushuang responded, and then took Chunqiu out of Yuyong.

Chen Qing stepped on this vast cloud, Chen Qing took the lead and smirked, "Brother Sword, how do you feel?"

Looking around, Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

Along with their conversation, a statue of Zun riding a fairy crane, or a sword, or riding a chariot, gathered in front of this heavenly gate.

Looking in the eye, there are no exceptions that are all in the fairyland.

You Yun Hao Miao, countless colorful lotus peaks and rainbow shadows interspersed with each other, nine vast expanse to the center of the boundless heaven, traversing a supreme avenue paved by You Yun.

Almost a hundred figures have gathered outside Tianmen.

Under the guidance of the thin purple robe, the little emperor wearing a blood-stained court suit walked slowly towards the imperial court.

The more than 100 Yan Xian who are also waiting here, after seeing this somewhat embarrassed little emperor, looked at each other one by one, and then all of them looked reluctantly, "I have seen the little emperor."

Did not look at the perfunctory Yanxian, Xiaodijun's footsteps moved towards Jianwushuang slightly.

"Brother Jian, go with me."

Jian Wushuang nodded and looked around again, then stood behind the little emperor.

There are only six Yanxian left, and one ancestor is on his side, even the ceremonies are gone.

Looking at Xiao Emperor's slightly embarrassed figure, the more than 100 Yanxian are all meaningful and different.

The guardians of the Heavenly Gate are guarded by dozens of Yanxian wearing silver helmets.

When the first two Yanxian had axe and fork in their hands, they stepped forward and arched their hands, "I have seen the little emperor, the emperor has orders, the time has not arrived, it must not be..."

The words are not finished yet. The brave little emperor suddenly raised his leg without warning, and flew the two Yanxian kicks out.

"Get out of here!" Xiaodijun said sullenly, and then strode into the Heavenly Gate, no one dared to stop him.

The two Yanxian who were kicked off were gray-faced and stood in embarrassment.

Jian Wushuang waved the axe and the scattered axe to the two, and then paced to follow the little emperor and set foot on the Supreme Avenue together.

And the figure waiting outside the Tianmen began to whisper.

One of the elders with crane hair and eyebrows, holding a whisk, snorted, "More and more flying, according to my opinion, after this banquet, the position of the little emperor should be the son of the son!"

"Fut the knot, not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, if you say this into the ears of the little emperor, it is estimated that if you cannot reach the heavenly court, you will be hit with two swords."

One of the middle-aged men with extraordinary charm seems not to deal with this elder with a long hair, and he responds with a sneer.

The elder named Fu Jie's complexion changed slightly, and he seemed to recall something. He stopped talking and closed his eyes to meditate.

At this moment, another frame of imperial lords gathered in front of this heavenly gate.

On top of these imperial dragons, they are marked with different fonts.

Before the first ten imperial guards, the "correct" flag was hunting in the wind.

Following this, a figure dressed in a white plain kimono with teeth, stepped out of the imperial court.

A group of Yanxian who stood on their own saw this, hurriedly stepped forward, arched their hands and said, "I have seen the second son."

The young man in the princely dress of Sujing, who saw the gods standing on the side with the flag of "Yan", frowned, and then looked at the Yanxian who came to greet and smiled slightly. , "All the fairy families, together with their sons, went to heaven together."

"Nuo." A group of Yanxian promised, with a smile on his face.

As the sons stepped into the heavens, dozens of imperial dragons gathered together.

And before these imperial prey, all have their own words.

"Yu, Qian, Mo, Hua, Lin."

Wearing a court suit and slowly getting off the car, their faces are different, and after a smile, they step into the heaven with their respective companions.

Walking in this supreme avenue, Jian Wushuang feels that the strength of his own body is renewed and morphing at a speed that he can feel.

At the same time, the voice of the supreme prestige, like Hong Zhong Da Lü, resounded throughout this heaven.

"The Heavenly Court opens, all fairy families, please sit down one by one."

Jian Wushuang looked up to see the front of the sample, and at the front of the Supreme Avenue was the magnificent heaven.

Since he woke up, Xiaodijun looked very gloomy, and his anger was more condensed as if it were real. It seems that he went to the banquet instead of feasting.

On the way here, after the interception, the clothes of Jian Wushuang and others were somewhat damaged and blood stained, and they looked full of anger.

Walking forward without knowing the geometry of time, when the heavenly courtyard where the thousands of waterfalls are standing appears in front of everyone, a Hongqiao connects the heavens from the heavenly court, magnificent and magnificent.

There are more than one hundred children who lead the boys to Hongqiao, with red lips and white teeth. No one would think that these boys are extremely powerful.

"Ami has seen Little Emperor." At first, a little girl flew straight into Little Emperor's arms and grinned.

At this point, the morale of the little emperor has converged.

"Little Ami, have you been lazy in spiritual practice in these years when I was away?" His complexion was rare and he eased a lot, holding the little girl and walking slowly.

The little girl tilted her head and said a little embarrassedly, "Ami, she is a bit lazy. After all, the practice is very boring. You see, I have lost a lot of hair for this."