Chapter 2459

In the saint's tomb, after Jian Wushuang defeated Huanchen, Long Zishan and others, the remaining geniuses of the sect no longer had the idea of ​​attacking Jian Wushuang.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I simply don't have that strength.

After all, all the genius disciples of the sect in the saint's tomb can't get together twenty first-class gods and demons. As for the second-class gods and demons, there are still many, but if the second-class gods and demons don't have a powerful formation, There is no threat to Jian Wushuang at all.

Naturally, they could only leave one after another.

On the hill that had already been stained red with blood, Jian Wushuang sat there alone on the bumpy ground, covered by the power of the soul, no one within the range dared to stay there.

Jian Wushuang has become synonymous with killing gods and demons for the continuous killing in the saint's tomb.

No one dared to provoke Jian Wushuang again.

at this time……

"Jian Wushuang."

Elder Wujian sent a message, and with a hint of guilt, he explained to Jian Wushuang the decision made by Narcissus Island.

"Have you expelled me from the sect?"

Jian Wushuang muttered to himself, but his expression didn't change much from the beginning to the end.

He had actually expected this result.

This time he made too much trouble in the saint's tomb, killed too many genius disciples, and offended too many sects.

Although Narcissus Island is one of the top sects in Wusha Desolate Territory, I'm afraid I dare not offend so many sects at once.

The most important thing is that I am only a peripheral disciple after all. I am afraid that the high-level officials of Narcissus Island also see that they do not have much sense of belonging to Narcissus Island.

That being the case, why did Narcissus Island take the risk of offending many sects and forcibly protect him?

Only by abandoning him, expelling him from the sect, and handing him over to the sects of all parties, can Narcissus Island eliminate the anger of those sects and protect themselves wisely.

Jian Wushuang was not angry or blamed for Narcissus Island's actions. It was even just right for Jian Wushuang. He lost his sect again and would no longer have any restraints.

"Jian Wushuang,

I, Narcissus Island, did this wrong, but..." Elder Wujian was still talking guiltily.

Jian Wushuang interrupted directly: "Elder Wujian, I can understand this matter, and I will not hate Narcissus Island, but from now on I will not have any relationship with Narcissus Island before. You are still friends with Elder Wujian."

Wu Jian was startled, and nodded secretly.

"By the way, where are my parents?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Don't worry, although you are no longer a disciple of Narcissus Island, I can still help you with some things as an elder of Narcissus Island. Although your parents can't take them to Narcissus Island, I will definitely Guarantee their safety." Elder Wujian said.

"That's good." Jian Wushuang nodded.

Jian Wushuang didn't say much to Elder Wujian, and soon broke off contact.

And at this moment...

Buzz~~~ Faint black air condensed in front of Jian Wushuang, and then a blurry figure slowly appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

The aura of this fuzzy figure is extremely unique, and a pair of strange pupils are staring at Jian Wushuang with great interest at the moment.

"Old man, are you finally willing to show your face?"

Jian Wushuang raised his head, and a sword glow danced in his eyes, which instantly turned into a lightning bolt and shot directly towards the blurred figure.

The fuzzy figure raised his hand slightly, grabbed the lightning with his bare hands, and when he pinched it, the lightning burst.

"Young man, don't be so irritable. You can speak well if you have something to say."

Faint laughter came from the mouth of the blurred figure, and the voice was a bit old.

"What is there to say between you and me?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were still extremely indifferent.

Although it was the first time for him to see the vague figure in front of him, he already knew the identity of the latter.

Redstone Saint!

The owner of the saint's tomb is also the consciousness of the red stone saint who still remains in the saint's tomb and controls everything in the wounded tomb.

Jian Wushuang had long guessed that the consciousness of the Redstone saint had been hidden somewhere in the saint's tomb, and he had been staring at everything that happened in the saint's tomb.

When he was in the trial abyss and passed the test on the eighth trial bridge, the redstone sage probably had his eyes on him.

In the ensuing seat token battle, three seat tokens appeared in one area at the same time, and two tokens could even be said to have been delivered directly to him. At that time, Jian Wushuang was certain that it was the Red Stone Saint The purpose of deliberately giving him the seat token was to let many geniuses around him attack and besiege him.

Because of this, it led to the subsequent killings and madness again and again, and he also offended all the sects in Wusha Desolate Territory to death.

Up to now, Jian Wushuang has finally crushed all threats in the saint's tomb. After none of the geniuses in the saint's tomb dared to attack him, the red stone saint appeared in front of him.

"Boy, you were born in the Wusha Desolate Territory, and the old man has left a lot of deeds in the Wusha Desolate Territory. Anyway, the old man can be regarded as a senior of yours anyway. The tone of your speech to the senior is not very good. Alright." The Redstone Saint said.

"I'm sorry, but I won't be polite to someone who deliberately plotted against me." Jian Wushuang said coldly.

"Scheming? This old man just gave you the seat token you want for free. It's obviously a good intention, so how can it be said that he deliberately plotted against you?" The Redstone Saint smiled lightly.

"I don't have the time to argue with you. Let's just say it, what are you trying to do in front of me now?" Jian Wushuang said impatiently.

He really didn't like the Redstone Saint.

"Since that's the case, I'll just say it straight. It's very simple. I see that you are extremely talented and have great potential, so I intend to accept you as a personal disciple. I wonder if you are willing to agree?" the Redstone Saint said with a smile.

"Accept me as a personal disciple?" Jian Wushuang changed his expression and said, "You should know that what I am good at is the way of swordsmanship."

"Of course I know, but accepting direct disciples doesn't necessarily mean you need to follow the same path. I'm not proficient in swordsmanship, but I have a good knowledge of the rules of time and space. I can teach you a lot." Hongshi Shengren said .

He was right, a dignified powerhouse at the level of an undead saint is proficient in many things.

Even if he is not good at kendo, he is still qualified to teach some kendo geniuses.

And someone like Jian Wushuang can no longer be described as a genius.

It's just a monster, a big monster.

Even Saint Hongshi had never seen such a terrifying monster before.

Because of this, the Red Stone Saint had the idea of ​​accepting Jian Wushuang as his personal disciple.

He believed that if it was him, many saint-level powerhouses would accept Jian Wushuang as a disciple without hesitation if they saw Jian Wushuang's strength and talent with their own eyes.