Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5660: 5655

Chapter 5660 Chapter 5655 God of God Tombstone

Since I don't want to, don't even think about it.

Jian Wushuang and others are considered his backhands. These people can give him a thought regardless of success or failure.

As for the others, he can't control so much, he can only fight!

Can't drag on any longer.

Otherwise, given too much time for extinction, there will always be something wrong.

Wow!

Zhen Ling waved his hand and directly recovered all the injuries on everyone.

This is the origin that mobilized the Temple of Qishen.

The aura of Jian Wushuang also recovered, but the power of the starry sky could not be recovered.

At least let Jian Wushuang rest for half an hour before he can completely restore the power of the starry sky and use the strongest means.

"Since the dying body has disappeared, you should continue to practice here, this time I will protect you personally until we go to the heavens together!" The true spirit said solemnly.

Everyone was flattered, and after thanking them, they returned to practice again.

Jian Wushuang knows what the true spirit means. This is to prevent these people from revealing the matter of extinction, which is to protect him in disguise.

For this, Jian Wushuang is naturally grateful.

Miesheng is obviously aimed at Jian Wushuang. If this matter is known by other inheritors, if you can't hold it that day, let the true spirit surrender Jian Wushuang.

It will be troublesome then.

Although the true spirit can suppress it at will, if it loses its majesty, it is really over.

Convincing power is the first.

Sitting cross-legged around the golden skeleton, everyone once again upgraded their divine bodies.

Without the shelter of the cave, they were far away this time.

The same goes for Jian Wushuang.

Although Jian Wushuang's divine body has reached 80,000 times now, he still can't get close.

He wanted to ask True Spirit about Dongjun's affairs, but when he thought, True Spirit would ask him why he knew Dongjun's affairs, that would be bad.

There are some things, it's better not to say more.

Jian Wushuang practiced honestly.

After this battle, everyone's views on Jian Wushuang have also changed.

Although I know that the extinction is for Jian Wushuang.

But when I look at Jian Wushuang, there is no resentment, more jealousy in his eyes.

Especially Fan Feng and the backbone Luo.

Although on the surface he dared not make times before Jian Wu Duan, he was very jealous at the bottom of my heart.

Fan Feng, in particular, was so jealous when he confronted Emperor Yun that his sisters did not agree.

It's actually because of her careful eye.

This kind of person is the most terrifying.

A hundred years have passed by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it's time to start.

On this day, everyone stopped practicing.

Because the true spirits have already set up a teleportation formation here, ready to move them directly to the tomb of the gods, and then go to the heavens together.

After the ten people walked into the teleportation formation, the true spirit was not in a hurry or slow.

Under Zhu Qi's eyes, he took Dongjun's golden bones into his mustard seeds very smoothly.

"Cough cough, that little Zhu Qi, help me tell your house master, I have taken away the mountain and forest secret realm too!" Before Zhu Qi could reply, he jumped into the teleportation formation.

The next moment, the teleportation array burst out with dazzling light, and instantly took the entire mountain and forest secret realm into the tomb of the gods.

No wonder they were asked to go to the tomb of the gods first, and then to the heavens.

Feelings are for this secret mountain forest.

Jian Wushuang is okay, he is used to it.

That's how the original Moyin Mountain was obtained.

Although other people are surprised, they dare not leak disrespect in the face of the true spirit.

"Follow me to the tombstone!" Zhen Ling beckoned, and led the crowd from the top of the Tomb God Mountain into a passage.

The eyes are dark.

When they appeared again, everyone had arrived at a huge dojo.

"This is the dojo of Qishen and the place where the tombstone is located. It was originally planned to be opened in the near future, but the tombstone has not been dug out, and it has to be delayed for a while!" Zhenling explained as he walked.

Bringing everyone to the core of the dojo, below the face of the gods.

Jian Wushuang and others raised their heads to look at the gods.

Jian Wushuang knew about the face of Qishen for a long time.

He even touched the flesh body many times, so he was very calm.

There is no surprise.

Others are different.

Tongtian Buddha and Zhenwuyang, when faced with the way of such a powerful person, the first time they bowed to see them, then bowed their heads and dared not look directly.

Wan Yan and Dong Sheng, these two are also similar, and they are also pious after shock.

In the younger generation, I can’t help but look up and down.

True Spirit went to the place where the incense burner was placed and lit a few incense sticks for himself.

Fan Feng, the head of the Eighteen Generals, fell to his knees with a thump, tears flowed, but he dared not make any noise.

For fear of disturbing the cleanliness of this place.

Three great gods!

Eighteen generals!

One hundred and eight messengers!

The divine lord will not say anything, they are all six calamity realm powerhouses, and their strength is terrifying.

The generals are different, just like the messengers, they are all tops.

But each of the gods is the ultimate emperor.

Is the closest person to Qishen, who treats them like children.

When these gods see the signs of the gods, they will naturally leak their sadness.

Seeing this scene, I realized that Fan Feng was not that annoying.

After making a few incense sticks, I inserted the incense burner at will.

Seeing Fan Feng kneeling on the ground, a gentle smile leaked out.

"Get up, kid!"

Fan Feng wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and stood up respectfully.

Then Zhenling turned his head and glanced at all of them, with his hands behind his back, and said: "There was once a great existence who predicted the future for the Hall of Uprising, saying that it was me who stood up from the Hall of Exceptional Power. But the price of this existence is that he will succeed in everything!"

"Before, I was very convinced, but after seeing you, I have changed my previous views. I think you all have the opportunity to become that peerless powerhouse!"

The true spirit said so truthfully, so that everyone's eyes were full of yearning.

Who doesn't want to be a peerless powerhouse.

As for one's accomplishment and success, it is not oneself who is dead.

"Here, I wish you all the best, soaring realm, returning to the Temple of Qishen as soon as possible, returning to your hometown, and saving the long river of time and space!" Zhen Ling waved his hand and directly evoked a jug of wine.

And in front of everyone, a bowl also appeared.

The drinks fly by themselves.

Everyone took the bowl and looked at the true spirit with scorching eyes.

"It's done!" Zhen Ling directly took the jar and finished it in one gulp.

Everyone did not hesitate and drank cleanly.

Jian Wushuang grinned, only to think that the wine was extremely spicy. Not only did it not help the divine body, but it also made him dizzy.

It's obviously not a good wine.

Is Zhenling reluctant to offer some good wine even as a see-off wine?

Just as Jian Wushuang complained in his heart, a mirror-like mirror rose in his mind, and then his body returned to normal.

In the mirror, the face of the true spirit appeared!

(End of this chapter)