Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4784: Under the abyss

His body fell into the sea of ​​blood. Sword Wushuang only felt that there were countless, horrible palms full of negative emotions, which kept pulling him and dragging him into the abyss.

There is no buoyancy in this kind of blood sea, even a feather can never float on it.

Jian Wushuang is like a million-jin stone statue, falling down.

At the same time, there are countless ugly blood monsters, who went on to follow his whereabouts and nibble past.

The blood monsters in this blood sea are all spliced ​​by the dead monks of the dead monks. They have no autonomous consciousness, only the insatiable ingestion of the soul of the gods.

Sword Wushuang, who fell into the abyss of the blood sea, was naturally aware of this situation. In order to avoid the fierce fighting caused by the alertness of Sha Niangniang, he directly opened the bottle stopper of a bowl of Yang bottle.

Suddenly, Baoguang burst into bloom, and countless blood monsters were directly swallowed by the terrible suction into the bottle-yang bottle.

After a while, the voice of the three emperors rang in the bowl of the bottle.

"I go, what are these dirty things, what kind of garbage are you bringing in, Xiaoyou?"

Jian Wu was embarrassed by his double-faced color, and spread his words with his consciousness, and informed the three emperors of what was happening.

"Originally, this is the case, then we the three emperors will be responsible for the aftermath of the little friend."

"Thank you, Jian will definitely have some thanks in the future."

"It’s not necessary to thank you again, just take us to kill the old guy in Zhenwuyang."

"..."

With the backing of the three emperors and the bowl of Yang, the danger of having to spend a lot of money and hands was solved.

After the blood monster is no longer a problem, Jian Wushuang then controls his body shape, looking for the trace of the empty wheel monk while avoiding those undercurrent winds.

Just as he was preoccupied, a hilly island quietly emerged above his head.

Feeling that heavy sense of oppression, Jian Wushuang looked up subconsciously.

The next moment, a short arm like a giant pillar of celestial bodies stirred the sea of ​​blood, and fell down.

He was startled, almost thinking or not thinking, and he directly showed the invisible sword and stabbed away.

Every sword is like a slender willow leaf, all condensed into the form of a waterfall, swept up, and strangled straight to the shape of the huge island.

Then, a low wail that sounded like a whale fell through this **** sea.

The whole blood abyss is like boiling water, agitated and suddenly silent.

After the sword intention released by Jian Wushuang completely dissipated, the terrible figure like an island was already fragmented.

It was already inactive, and then it floated in the sea of ​​blood like that, motionless.

This giant turtle-like fish looks like it is made up of countless boulders and looks ugly.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang did not think of its fragility.

Only three thousand swords will be used to kill him, and the weakness is visible.

Jian Wushuang was about to leave and continued his search, he faintly noticed that there was a thick and long iron chain beside the giant island.

He seemed to feel that he directly ascended to the giant’s side, and then he really saw that a chain that was several times thicker than his waist was tied to the giant’s body. As for At the other end, it extends into the infinite darkness.

"Perhaps this chain is about where the empty wheel monk is."

Jian Wushuang no longer looks like a headless fly, but follows this chain and walks towards the darkness.

The more he walked in front of this extremely dark abyss, he saw hundreds and thousands of abandoned chains of varying sizes floating under the abyss, the inexplicable mysterious ancient.

"Isn't here just trapping the empty wheel monk alone?" Jian Wushuang was puzzled in his heart, while his figure continued to move forward.

The time to go forward and fall seems to be endless. The blood is so deep that he has the illusion of no bottom.

At the same time, the chains under his feet began to become thinner, from the original two men's thickness to the current thighs, which may be a symptom.

Under this extremely dark abyss, the situation is very bad. Even with the strength of Wushuang, they can barely see the situation of more than a thousand meters in front of him, which makes him more vigilant.

I don’t know how long it passed. When there was a faint light, which could not be seen without careful inspection, printed in Jian Wushuang’s eyes, his heart jumped involuntarily.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly stared at it, and saw that in a pile of decaying bones, a thin body like a skeleton, but a tough body like an old tree appeared.

He was sitting like that. His limbs, waist, and neck were wrapped by six muddy black chains, and he endured the encroachment of countless tiny blood monsters.

Jian Wushuang saw this, and a chill appeared in his eyes, so he had to wave his hands to disperse those blood monsters.

But at this moment, the five giants like islands seemed to smell his breath and swam from the sea of ​​blood in all directions.

The five island giants correspond to five thick chains.

Jian Wushuang no longer cares about the others, directly leads the sword, and under this blood abyss, he releases his dazzling style.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghehujianjian, the second type.

River.

The cohesion of 100,000 swordsmanship is a form that cannot be imagined or faced directly.

Like Tianhe sweeping, with a big trend, rush forward.

Unfortunately, when the five island giants could not be swallowed with blood, they would be strangled into pieces by the horrible sword.

At the same time, the chain shattered, turned into a piece of iron scraps, and scattered.

In the midst of death, the thin, skeleton-like figure slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes are no longer clear, completely replaced by deep black.

And this slim figure is the empty wheel monk who was tempted out of the demon and imprisoned in the blood pool.

"Good." He opened his lips and said the word old.

A question sounded, "Senior Master, can you see me?"

The empty wheel monk slowly shook his head. "My dirty eyes can’t look directly at the wise men, but my ears can feel where the monks are."

Sword Wushuang at the moment, hiding his body, in order to avoid the empty wheel monk, suffering from the frustration of seeing all creatures.

"I don't know what happened when the good men came here, and see what happened to the muddled monk?"

When it came to his mouth, he didn't know how to speak, "That, I don't know the fairy master, but did I know the cause and effect of unexplained contamination, how can it be removed?"

After a moment of silence, the empty wheel said, "Good man, how can there be no cause and effect in this world?"

"In the midst of all things, all things actually have a fixed number, when and how they appear, it is actually destined, even if you think it is contaminated for no reason, it is actually all There is already a cause."