4268 The Arrival of the Prisoner Dragon

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Jian Wushuang's eyes were icy cold, and his black hair was scattered and fluttered slightly. His body was also covered with some marks of knife and axe slashing.

However, due to Jian Wushuang's powerful divine power, these scars quickly recovered.

Looking at this scene, even Rabbit Buddha, Luyue, Jinwu Emperor and others who had not yet shot in the distance, all frowned slightly.

"No wonder this person dares to be so big, it turns out that he has the invincible dominance of the battle."

"More than that, if it is an ordinary invincible ruler, I'm afraid it won't be able to do one step."

"Yes, the tree will die, and when people are weak, the general invincible ruler is simply not enough to support the battle for so long. I'm afraid this person is still a special life."

"Special Life"

"Yes, only the divine power of a special creature can far exceed the cultivator of the same realm, and achieve the level of endless divine power like this person."

This group of invincible rulers are discussing more and more.

This is the depths of the universe, and special life has long been seen.

However, although their mouths were words of admiration, their faces were not too solemn. After all, who could go to the stage of invincible domination, which one has never had their own unique trump card

Although Jian Wushuang's performance was strong, it was not enough to make them take it seriously.

It's just some of the top ultimate rulers. If they want to kill, they can do it at any time.

Emperor Jinwu sneered and said, "Okay, let this person clean up the garbage first, and the emperor of the province will take action and soil the hands of this emperor."

Rabbit Buddha sighed pitifully and folded his hands together and said, "People in the world are ignorant, and they commit crimes. It seems that only relying on the poor monk's magic wand can wash away the sins of the world."

After he finished speaking, he shook his head and said, "Oh, it's really hard for a poor monk."

The handsome Slaughter Moon gently rubbed the demon saber around his waist with his thumb. He could feel that his demon saber was about to be unable to suppress the bloody desire to kill Jian Wushuang.

at the same time.

At the entrance of the Eleventh City Passage.

A monster with a hunched waist, barbs on the back, and cyan skin all over his body, his body gradually condensed.

This person is actually the prisoner dragon

But at this moment, the city lord of Ninth City and others led by the prisoner dragon disappeared, but there was an ebony box in his hand.

This ebony box is covered with mysterious divine patterns, and it is tightly covered so that no one can see what is in the box.

As usual, when the people from the nine giants saw the arrival of a newcomer in the eight cities, they surrounded them one after another, wanting to invite the prisoner dragon to enter their camp.

Hearing the noisy invitation, Prison Dragon's brows gradually wrinkled.

"You guys, it's really noisy." The voice fell, and before they could react, the prisoner dragon had already shot.

"So, this seat decided to shut up all of you."

The killing begins

After a while, at the entrance of the entire eleventh city passage, all the ultimate masters fell, leaving only the prisoner dragon standing.

The cold wind that blew raised his sticky hair that was falling down, and he shook his head boringly.

"Why are you all so weak? Can you tell me why?"

With a sigh, he opened the black sandalwood box in his hand.

I saw that the box contained a head.

And this head is the master of Hao Jin.

At this moment, Master Hao Jin is not dead yet, his face is ashen, and he stares at the prisoner with a pair of eyes, full of horror and anger.

"Hey, boy, don't you want to enter the Eight Cities to find the Blood Sword? Now that you are in, tell me, how should you thank me?" Prisoner Long said with a low smile.

"You monster, I tell you, once I die, Lord Xuejian will not let you go"

Master Hao Jin clenched his teeth and squeezed these words out of his teeth.

"Hahaha, you won't let me go"

When the prisoner heard the words, he laughed wildly, and then his voice became cold. "Then I'm really looking forward to it."

After speaking, he closed the sandalwood box and looked around with interest.

"This is the post-eight cities, um, let me see, where is this guy Xuejian hiding now."

The prisoner dragon's eyes flickered for a while, as if he was a hunter looking for his prey, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Then, he shook his head and said, "Well, let's look for it one city at a time."

"Blood Sword, you have to hide. Once you let me find you, the game has to be declared over."

Sixteenth City Battlefield.

Jian Wushuang's face was icy and cold, and he once again used the Sword of Slashing Stars. With this sword, he directly killed more than 30 Ultimate Masters.

Finally, these ultimate masters collapsed and retreated.

Jian Wushuang did not chase, but sat down with his knees crossed, holding the Wu Weeping Divine Sword in front of his knees, and quietly recovered his divine power.

Under him, the corpses of countless aliens have been piled up into a mountain, forming a Jingguan.

Countless people looked at this Jingguan made of corpses, only to feel a cold air rushing straight to the top of their heads, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart.

The Lord of Red Leaves was also among the retreating crowd, and at this moment, he looked fortunate.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't fight this person last time for Zang Feng."

on the void.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged, and his wide black robe had turned bloody, like Shura who came from the Nine Nether Hell, but his expression was always indifferent.

The leader of Shanshan and others were already stunned and speechless.

Although he has repeatedly overestimated Jian Wushuang's combat effectiveness, it was not until this moment that he realized that he was still far underestimating Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang, although only the fifth level dominates the cultivation base, but is definitely invincible to dominate the combat power

Even, an extremely absurd idea popped up in his mind.

"Even if Lord Overlord is here, under the siege of so many ultimate masters, you can't deal with it as easily as Jian Wushuang." He clicked his tongue and said secretly.

The Golden Crow Emperor and the Rabbit Buddha. Luyue and several other invincible rulers are standing there.

"You guys are going to watch this person helplessly and take away the five Conferred God Steles."

The descendant of the Dark Demon glanced sideways at Emperor Jinwu and said sarcastically.

"He can't take this god tablet." Emperor Jinwu gave him an indifferent glance, and then strode towards Jian Wushuang.

With one step down, Emperor Jinwu was already standing in the void in front of Jian Wushuang.

He has a handsome face, with a flame golden crow mark between his eyebrows, and holds a two-faced trident, just like a god descending from the earth.

He lowered his head and looked down at Jian Wushuang, and said indifferently, "No matter who you are, I will give you two choices now. First, submit to me, and this emperor will allow you to take a tablet. The second is this emperor. After killing you, I will take all the Conferred God Steles from you."

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