Chapter 4703? Emperor Help

The surging sword intent did not achieve the desired effect. After all of them were smashed into his mouth, it was like a mud ox into the sea, without a single wave.

At the same time, a burst of terrifying suction surged toward Jian Wushuang.

He only felt the uncontrollable flow of the internal force, and at the same time the skin of the god body was rapidly aging.

He is devouring!

However, it was too late for Jian Wushuang to escape.

The bald Arhat was laughing wildly, his belly as big as a bucket, and he swallowed the whole whale directly.

When the last ray of Huamang completely disappeared, the whole process only took a few dozen breaths, and uncontrollable excitement appeared on his front and back faces.

As long as it is swallowed by him, even Yanxian will never be able to escape.

The bald Arhat was already in ecstasy, and he was beginning to imagine what it would be like when he took that step completely.

Thinking of this, the bald-headed Arhat didn't stop, and flew straight to the Eight Arms with angry eyes.

Sitting upright on the top of his head with eight arms raised again, he glanced coldly at the few people who were struggling to be resisted by the earth, then closed his eyes and began to digest.

His current priority is to take that step completely!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was wearing a black robe, entered a strange space.

When you look at it, everything is chaotic and haze, and there is a slightly damp ground under your feet.

If you guessed correctly, the space he is in at the moment is the belly of the bald Arhat.

In that chaotic and strange haze, the power in the body is slowly peeling off, but Jian Wushuang's face shows no worry at all.

Even as early as before, when the bald Arhat had the idea of ​​​​devouring, Jian Wushuang had already realized it, and the plan entered his stomach.

If it was said that there were no three emperors around, Jian Wushuang would not dare to be so rashly suspected, but now it is different.

Before the three emperors leave, they will be his biggest trump cards.

And being able to directly suppress this rather insidious ancestor to the greatest extent, breaking through from the inside would be a good method.

Take the Boyang vase from your waist,

Jian Wushuang directly pulled out the cork.

Immediately afterwards, the three figures scrambled to get out of the Boyang bottle.

"What the hell is this, it's scalding this emperor to death."

"It's all your fault, you old man. If you don't sleep, you can get it. What kind of power is injected into it blindly, and this emperor's beard almost fell into trouble!"

Seeing the three emperors scolding each other, Jian Wushuang's head became big again, which seemed to have become the fixed appearance of these three people.

"Shut up, Hugh is going to lose his demeanor in front of the little friend." The old man with heavy pupils coughed, then took a step forward and smiled, "The little friend called me three to appear, did you encounter any trouble?"

Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate, and when he cupped his hands, he told the Three Emperors everything that happened before.

After the remarks, the three emperors turned around and looked around.

"In other words, are we in that guy's belly now?"

"This guy's realm is not bad, and he is about to be consummated from that step." The old man with heavy pupils stroked his beard.

The prestige old man snorted disdainfully, "It's a crooked way, something that can't be on the table, and even if he continues to practice in such a state of mind, it will never be possible for him to become an emperor."

"There is a lot of nonsense. How many people can be as good as us, who can achieve great luck, create heaven after ascending to the throne, and accept the arrogance of the heavens?" The tall and thin old man said proudly.

Surprisingly, the other two emperors did not refute this time, but they all agreed.

"..."

"Three seniors, is there any way to inflict heavy damage on this guy?" Jian Wushuang cupped his hands again.

After hearing the words, the three emperors were serious, and after looking around for a while, the tall and thin old man smiled proudly, "What's so difficult about this, this old boy has reached the peak of his strength, but he has not been able to take that step, it means that There is a crack in his heart, and as long as we find it, everything will be self-defeating."

Jian Wushuang nodded, then took the lead and walked forward.

And the three old men in damaged imperial clothes all lay on top of him, acting as directions.

Walking in the dark, with the luck of the three emperors, the power in the body has not dissipated, and there are signs of recovery.

Pushing aside the layers of fog, countless true souls of monks who have long been unconscious floated in this strange space.

"It's really a stinky generation. I'm sure that this old boy's evil skills must have been learned from Zhen Wuyang." The tall and thin old man waved his hand in disgust, and at the same time, a radiance wrapped around Jian Wushuang's body. "Don't be contaminated with these causes and effects."

The other two emperors nodded affirmatively, and waved their hands to disperse the true souls that were approaching.

After completely dispelling these true souls, Jian Wushuang silently counted more than 90,000 steps in his heart before arriving at the place where the wind was howling.

There is a raging wind raging, but for him, it is not a big problem.

San Dijun jumped from behind Jian Wushuang and stood at the front.

"This should be the weakest point of that old man. Older Su He should do your best this time." The tall and thin old man said without squinting.

"It's like when the emperor didn't exert his strength." The old man with heavy pupils pouted, and while speaking, he flicked his palm forward.

Immediately, an extremely complicated palm pattern, carrying Di Hui, slammed into the weakest point.

The strange world on this side suddenly trembled, and a shrill roar sounded out of nowhere, resounding all over the field.

One after another cracks with golden glow began to appear.

The tall and thin old man and the prestige old man also set off at the same time.

Combined with the power of the three emperors, there is no god's brilliance, and it is easy to break through this strange world.

Although he had expected it, Jian Wushuang was taken aback by such a relaxed and freehand brushwork. The unstoppable aura appeared when the three emperors waved the emperor pattern.

At the same time, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had killed one of the emperor's true shadows while he was in Wanmutian, I'm afraid he would never be able to leave Wanmutian alive.

That kind of unmatched hegemony, even if it's just the real shadow of the emperor, makes people tremble.

At the same time, the bald Arhat who was sitting on the shoulders of Eight Arms Growling and absorbing Wu Si suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at his belly.

With the navel as the center, streaks of golden lines sprang up, covering his entire stomach almost instantly.

The next moment, it exploded directly!

The glow that carried hundreds of millions of rays of brilliance gushed out, reflecting the entire whirling sky.

"No!" The bald Arhat said with difficulty. He wanted to escape desperately, but his entire divine body had long since been torn apart, leaving only an ugly head.

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