Chapter 1239 Anger Starts From the Heart, Evil Grows From the Gallbladder!

Inside the War Fortress. ? W (i) W (v) W?. (A) 8? 1 (i) Z? W?. ?C-OM

Rumble~~~Jian Wushuang's figure has been trembling crazily with the transformation, but until now, this tremor has gradually calmed down.

After completely regaining his composure, a golden halo slowly appeared on Jian Wushuang's body.

This golden halo carried an incomparably vast and majestic aura.

"This is... divine light?" Gu King was shocked in his heart, "How is it possible?"

"Isn't he the fusion of the three strongest swordsmanship, condensing the immortal body? How can there be divine light?"

"Could it be that what he condensed is not the immortal body, but the immortal body?"

Even with Gu King's knowledge, after seeing Jian Wushuang's current changes, he couldn't help but be extremely shocked.

The fusion of swordsmanship, condensing the immortal dharma body, and achieving the god of heaven!

On top of Tianzun, it is necessary to carry out the second transformation of the immortal dharma body and condense the immortal god body, so that one can become a world lord!

Jie Zun's body is already a genuine divine body!

But now, there is a ray of divine light on Jian Wushuang's body, and this divine light is only qualified for the immortal body.

The physical body after Jian Wushuang's transformation has clearly gone out of the category of immortal dharma body, but an immortal divine body!

Condensed with an immortal divine body, the current state of Jian Wushuang is definitely not Tianzun, but... Jiezun!

"Leap directly and become a world venerable? Is this reverse cultivation?" Gu King gasped.

In addition, Jian Wushuang's transformation this time is not only aimed at the physical body, but also the soul fire in his sea of ​​consciousness!

The fire of the soul was just conceived and born before, and it was very fragile, but after the transformation just now, the fire of the soul is at least ten times stronger than before, and the power of the soul has also been unprecedented. Metamorphosis.

In the fortress of war, Jian Wushuang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed all the time, suddenly opened his pupils at this moment.

The moment it opened, a sharp light that could make even Jie Zun shudder burst out, directly tearing apart the void in front of it.

Jian Wushuang's figure also stood up slowly, and when he got up, he could only hear the crackling sound of his bones.

He obviously didn't sit cross-legged for a long time here, but it felt as if he had sat cross-legged for hundreds of millions of years.

"Jian Wushuang, how do you feel now?" Gu King's voice suddenly sounded.

"Feeling?" Jian Wushuang paused, and then said, "Very strong!"

"Very strong?" Gu King was taken aback.

But Jian Wushuang didn't pay attention to him so much, and he didn't have time to pay attention to so much. When he moved, he appeared directly outside the war fortress.

Jian Wushuang's figure appeared on the battlefield. He stood at the top of the void, and the vast soul power burst out from his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, completely covering the huge battlefield in an instant.

Everything on the battlefield, everything in every corner, all came to his mind.

At the same time, when Jian Wushuang appeared on the battlefield, everyone on the battlefield immediately discovered his existence.

"Jian Wushuang!!!"

"Peerless Palace Master!!!"

"It's the unparalleled Palace Master!"

On the battlefield, Dang even cried out in surprise, and a large number of eyes looked at Jian Wushuang in unison.

"Shuanger!"

At the core of the battlefield, a man in green shirt who was surrounded by four Jiezun raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang.

The man in the green shirt is Jian Wushuang's father, Jian Nantian. At this moment, Jian Nantian only has the upper half of his body left. As for his thighs, he has been cut off in the middle, but even if it is only the upper half of his body, he is still the same. Holding the long sword in his hand, he fought fiercely against the four great realms of the Kingdom of Jin alone.

When he saw Jian Wushuang appearing, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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"Jian Wushuang!"

Tang Huang, the white old man with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, was covered in blood all over his body, and his aura was already extremely weak. It was purely following the power of the elixir, followed by the last breath of resentment and hard work, supporting him to continue fighting.

At this moment, Emperor Tang also looked at Jian Wushuang.

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On the ground below, in the pool of blood, Emperor Xiao, who had already broken through to reach Tianzun, was lying among the bones at this moment. Half of his body had been lost, but his life core hadn't been completely broken, and he still managed to survive. He desperately tried to repair his body, and once his physical body was repaired, he rushed to the battlefield again, to those strong men in the Kingdom of Jin.

When Jian Wushuang walked out of the war fortress, Emperor Xiao also saw it.

"Jian Wushuang, my good son-in-law, are you finally healed?"

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In one part of the battlefield, a man and a woman were leaning back to back, and beside them were a total of thirteen strong men from the Kingdom of Jin.

This man and a woman are Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou!

Yang Zaixuan has completely turned into a half-human half-dragon appearance, while Su Rou's Shura eyes are wide open. Both of them have extremely weak auras, obviously they have reached the point where they are exhausted.

But now, they all saw the appearance of Jian Wushuang in the distance.

Seeing Jian Wushuang, Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou both smiled at the same time.

"Third, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

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A figure whose whole body was bathed in blood, whose appearance could no longer be seen, stood in the center of the battlefield.

He held a saber in one hand and a battle ax in the other, using two divine weapons at the same time, fighting to the death with the strong men of the Kingdom of Jin.

He is Jian Wushuang's elder brother Xue Lingtian!

Xue Lingtian used a battle knife as a weapon, and as for the battle axe, it was the battle ax of the fallen white tiger.

Among Jian Wushuang's three senior brothers, only Xue Lingtian is left alive now!

"Junior brother, it's up to you!"

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"Jian Wushuang!"

"Peerless Palace Master!"

Everyone in Qinghuojie looked at Jian Wushuang at this moment.

This is their last hope.

And Jian Wushuang can see everything on the battlefield clearly. He can feel a breath of weakness, and he can even feel the pleas in the hearts of the strong men in the Qinghuo Realm, the last trace of sustenance. .

He could even hear the roar of the entire Green Fire Realm.

At the same time, he also felt the breath of those who had fallen and disappeared.

"Hallmaster of Samsara, Lord of Void, and Lord of Red Lotus!" Jian Wushuang murmured.

"Third Senior Brother, Senior Yundi, Senior Huoqiong, Palace Master Su Qian, Patriarch Batian, Ape Tianzun..."

"Have they all fallen?"

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, his heart was beating crazily.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The incomparably rapid heartbeat sounded like drumsticks.

Jian Wushuang's face gradually turned grim and distorted.

"Golden State!"

Jian Wushuang was sipping these two words in his mouth, and his soul was also roaring these two words!

angry!

The unprecedented anger engulfed Jian Wushuang's whole body and mind in an instant!

Anger starts from the heart, and evil grows from the gallbladder! ! !

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