Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5096: Heavenly Gathering

Jian Wushuang nodded hurriedly, "I also ask Xianjun to take action as soon as possible. This evil thing is really shocking. In order to prevent future troubles, please do it quickly."

"Exterminate? The old man can't kill, naturally, he must be caught alive and handed over to the emperor." Zhenyao Xianjun made a decision, and then looked at the black robe again.

"Fuzzy, confused." Jian Wushuang shook his head, but he could no longer attract the attention of the elders.

Facing the black robe, the ten Wanggu elders who walked out of the heavenly court all released their own treasures.

Ten veterans of the ancient times, ten nine-turned Dayan Immortals, boundless luck directly in the nirvana, forming the supreme luck!

This kind of air luck is even beyond the comprehensible category, even Dayan Immortal is like dust under this kind of supreme air luck.

"Emperor's luck?" Jian Wushuang was stunned, looking at the sky-covering luck, he quickly understood.

The reason why such supreme luck is so terrible is that there is the flow of emperor's luck in it.

The so-called emperor’s luck is the supreme thing, flowing in all things invisible, and only the emperor can control it.

As the elders and immortals who have followed the emperor since the Wanggu era, although they cannot control the emperor's luck, they often accompany the emperor, and they will naturally be moistened by the emperor's luck.

After endless years, the luck of these elders and immortals naturally carried more or less the luck of emperors.

Under this supreme air fortune, all the immortals trembled.

There is the birth of the air transport that presses the heavenly way, turning into branches and tangling around the black robe.

It is foreseeable that once the war starts, it will inevitably be more tragic and terrifying.

Jian Wushuang swallowed his throat, and subconsciously shifted his figure. If he was **** into a zongzi, he would never escape.

"Evil thing, stop!" Zhenyao Xianjun said loudly, trembling through the nine heavens and ten earth.

Under the boundless atmosphere, the black robe slowly recovered, and he seemed to adapt to this suppression quickly.

Then, under the wide hood, two dark purple awns suddenly appeared!

"Looking for death!" Immortal King Zhenyao was angry and waved to cover him down.

There was no shock, and along with his shot, the other nine veterans and immortals also shot together.

The huge palms of the ten directions that imply the supremacy came down.

Faced with these ten giant palms, the black robe was alone, lonely and treacherous, and did not make any escape movements.

He slowly raised his head, and then his arms held up to the sky, and he chose a hard shake.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, even Silence and Nothingness trembled beyond words, and Jian Wushuang and others were knocked into the air by the sound wave, retreating thousands of feet!

The boundless air transport was utterly desolate for a moment, and the branches that air transport had turned into shattered.

"Huh?"

All the elders, Xianjun, were asking questions, and after a glance, they looked at the black robe.

Under the boundless and supreme luck, the huge palms of the ten directions that contained the meaning of supremacy were not covered, but were abruptly caught by the black robe.

The ten big palms with light gold gas flow have cracked fine cracks.

In the cracks, there are wisps of dark purple radiance like mist.

Zhen Yao Xianjun looked dignified, he looked at the other nine elders, and then squeezed his right hand again and again, and suddenly patted the black robe.

The nine veterans, Xianjun, did not hesitate, and patted the same way.

The ten-sided giant palms that were already densely covered with cracks seemed to have received some kind of blessing. The cracks were instantly repaired, and bright golden glow appeared.

Under the huge palms of the ten directions, the black robe arms of the sky supporting the sky were unbearably crushed, and instantly shattered, and his body was crushed.

Zhen Yao Xianjun said in a deep voice, "You guys must regain strength and live."

The nine elders, the immortal monarchs, simultaneously retracted their strength and stood with their hands behind them.

Immediately afterwards, Zhenyao Xianjun jumped to the center of the boundless luck.

His arms were broken, and the black robe knelt on the ground, resisting the terrifying pressure brought by the luck.

He frowned and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to ruin the sky?"

The black robe didn't say a word, but slowly raised his head, and shot two cold glows from under the wide hood.

Xianjun Zhenyao was slightly surprised, and he couldn't see the face under the black robe from his realm.

"The one who looks at the ciphertext will die."

It was that sentence again, the black robe repeated, and then fell silent.

"Who is watching the ciphertext?" Xianjun Zhenyao continued to ask, but no matter how much he asked, the black robe fell silent and said nothing.

For some reason, subconsciously, he turned around and looked at Jian Wushuang thousands of feet away.

Jian Wushuang, who was struggling to untie the chains of the heavenly order on his body, hurriedly calmed down when he felt the gaze, and continued to look at his nose and his heart.

"It must be the trouble caused by this kid!" Zhenyao Xianjun thought to himself, and then put these questions aside for the time being.

Looking at this black robe that can even shake the ten elders Xianjun, Zhenyao Xianjun is not in the slightest.

He waved his arms, and suddenly the boundless luck began to condense into chains.

There are ten chains in total, and each chain is formed by the luck of a veteran, immortal monarch, and binds the black robe together.

Then Zhenyao Xianjun took out a small cauldron from his waist and took the black robe directly into the cauldron.

After all this is done, the void returns to its final state of emptiness.

After looking back at Jian Wushuang, Xianjun Zhenyao looked ahead.

"Return to the Heavenly Court."

……

The fairy cloud is enveloped, and the force is flowing and rising.

Because it is so pure that it becomes a liquid source of derivative power, it converges into a torrent waterfall flowing in the fairy mountain sky stream.

It goes back and forth, endlessly.

This is a supreme wonderland that one party can't speak arrogantly or look directly at it!

Xiaoyuntai, hidden in the misty clouds, has not been stepped by Xianxian for hundreds of millions of years. It is a relatively secret place in the whole heaven.

At this moment, on the platform of Xiaoyun, in the misty clouds, Jian Wushuang, who was bound into dumplings by the chains of the heavenly order, said helplessly, "What are you talking about, I don't understand at all."

"Really don't understand?" Zhenyao Xianjun squatted before him and said with a smile.

Jian Wushuang said firmly, "I really don't understand. Even if you throw me into the sea of ​​no edge, I still don't know what happened, and there will be no results if you ask again."

"Good boy, you still don't speak at this time. Do you really want the emperor to speak in person?" A veteran with black eyebrows and white beards couldn't help but persuade him, "Explain as soon as possible. The destruction of Tianyu to that extent, the consequences would be disastrous."

Jian Wushuang hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, I really didn't destroy that great sky. You have seen who destroyed it. You can confront him."

"You!!" The elder Xianjun with black eyebrows and white beards was suddenly angry and didn't know what to say.