Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 1106 Pothole

In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

"Haha, it's done!"

In the cave, Jian Wushuang, who had been in seclusion for eight years, finally opened his eyes. The moment he opened his pupils, a golden thunder flashed in his eyes.

There are three levels of Taiyin Shenlei.

The first level is the most common black thunder.

The second level is the crimson thunder.

But at the third level, it is the golden thunder.

The golden thunder contains extremely terrifying power, at least dozens of times stronger than the scarlet thunder of the second level.

"Before, it was only the second level of the Taiyin Thunder, which had little effect on my strength, but now, once the golden thunder of the third level is poured into my swordsmanship, it is enough to make my swordsmanship soar, and even reach one level. A whole new level!"

"Compared with those high-ranking celestial beings, I have an advantage in speed, but in terms of power and power explosion, I am a bit inferior. But now that I have this golden Taiyin Thunder, my swordsmanship power has skyrocketed. This advantage in power can also be compensated."

"The me now is definitely much stronger than before."

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, and there was a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

The current him really wants to fight against others, to verify his own strength, he really wants to see how strong is the current himself?

But it's a pity, in this huge battlefield, it is almost difficult for him to meet the strong men of the Kingdom of Jin.

He has been wandering for so many years, and he only encountered it once.

"We can only look for opportunities later." Jian Wushuang suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart.

After refining the third-level secret technique of Taiyin Shenlei, Jian Wushuang did not continue to retreat, but continued to set off, wandering freely in this battlefield.

The battlefield is boundless and huge, and at the same time, there are many natural dangers in this battlefield.

These dangerous places are extremely dangerous. Even if the five palace masters of Qinghuo Palace accidentally step into some dangerous places, they may fall. As for the ordinary Tianzun, the chance of falling is even greater.

Five years after Jian Wushuang refined the third layer of the secret art of Taiyin Shenlei, Jian Wushuang came to a place with an extremely special terrain.

"here is……"

Jian Wushuang looked at the ground in front of him with a hint of shock in his eyes.

On the ground, as far as the eye can see, it turned out to be a pitch-black bottomless pothole.

It should be noted that with Jian Wushuang's current strength, his eyesight is astonishing, and he has been performing the secret technique of heaven and earth, and he has seen more, but he still cannot see the bottom of the pothole, which is at least as deep as More than one hundred thousand feet.

In addition, the scope of this pothole is too big, too big!

As far as Jian Wushuang's naked eyes could see, it was all this pothole, which stretched at least tens of thousands of miles away.

"How did such a huge pothole form? Could it be left by the strong fighting?" Jian Wushuang was shocked.

"Very likely." The Gu King in Jian Wushuang's body nodded solemnly, "There are countless powerful people in the chaotic world of the ages, as strong as the founder of the lineage of the stars, the ancient god Luo Zhenwang of the eight-star royal family, and other super existences. It is easy to destroy a side of the Eternal Realm, and the huge hole in front of you is very likely to be bombarded by a strong person."

"From a punch?" Jian Wushuang puffed his throat and sucked in a cold breath from the bottom of his heart.

at this time……

"Jian Wushuang, look there quickly, look at the direction to your left." Gu Wang said repeatedly.

Jian Wushuang immediately looked to his left, and the next moment his pupils shrank sharply.

He performed the Tiantong secret technique. At this moment, his Tiantong can clearly see that on his left side, less than a hundred thousand miles away from him, there is a golden light. Although this golden light is extremely weak, the ordinary Tianzun I'm afraid it will be difficult to find out, but Jian Wushuang has seen it.

Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang immediately rushed towards the golden light.

The distance of one hundred thousand miles was spanned in an instant, and Jian Wushuang came in front of this golden light.

"This is..." Seeing the original appearance of the golden light,

Jian Wushuang showed surprise on his face.

"The power of the ancient gods!"

Jian Wushuang stared at the four golden water droplets floating in front of his eyes. Jian Wushuang couldn't be more clear about the energy contained in these golden water droplets.

Moreover, when he left Qinghuo Palace, Emperor Tang gave him a drop, which was the power of the ancient gods.

"Four drops of ancient god's power?" Jian Wushuang was pleasantly surprised, and then directly put these four drops of ancient god's power into the Qiankun ring.

"Jian Wushuang, isn't your luck good?" Gu Wang played with his taste.

"Haha~~~" Jian Wushuang smiled heartily.

Good luck indeed.

The power of the ancient gods is extremely versatile, especially for him, it is even more useful.

At the fire points exchange place, a drop of the power of the ancient gods needs a full 5,000 fire points to exchange for more.

And Jian Wushuang now gets four drops in one breath, which is equivalent to 20,000 fire points, which is no less than the giant ax that Yi Tianzun got before.

After the surprise, Jian Wushuang showed doubts.

"How could there be four drops of the power of the ancient gods floating above this pothole?"

Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked at the dark, bottomless pit below, but at this moment...

From the bottom of the pit, there was a sudden roar, followed by Jian Wushuang and found that the world he was in began to tremble crazily.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

"Jian Wushuang, I have a bad feeling, you'd better leave here quickly." Gu King's solemn voice sounded.

"I also feel something is wrong." Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and immediately dared not linger for a moment, and rushed out to the void in the distance.

But not long after he moved, the roar from the pothole grew louder and louder, and the next moment... Boom!

A frightening and terrifying gust of wind swept directly from the pothole.

Just like a volcano that erupted suddenly after being silent for hundreds of millions of years, this gust of wind obviously brewed for a long time at the bottom of the pit before erupting suddenly.

fear!

Terrible wind!

The moment it was blown out from the bottom of the pit, the void above the pit instantly shattered like a piece of paper.

There was no room for struggle and resistance. The strong wind contained a huge force of tearing, easily shattering the world. Wherever it passed, everything was strangled and shattered.

"Not good!" Jian Wushuang's expression changed drastically.

"Flee, Jian Wushuang, run away!" Gu King also roared.

Jian Wushuang's reaction was already very fast. When he noticed the roaring sound from the pothole, he immediately broke out at the fastest speed and rushed towards the void on the edge of the pothole, but the speed of the strong wind swept It is too fast.

He managed to escape to the edge of the pothole, and before he could get out of the pothole, the strong wind had already swept in.

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