Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4739?

But then in Jian Wushuang's mind, the constructed galaxy shattered, as if nothing had happened.

This seems to be tasteless, but it is indeed a tasteless feeling. It seems that it has no other effect except for the vastness.

Could it be that this perception, which can only be formed in the consciousness, is only to trigger his own intracranial orgasm?

Soon Jian Wushuang denied it again. The perception that this formula can build a galaxy, when it appeared in his mind, reminded him of the original divine power universe.

In the Divine Power Universe, the Supreme Being can build a Divine Kingdom, which is equivalent to an extension of its own domain. In the Divine Kingdom built by itself, it will greatly weaken the power of the enemy.

And right now, the galaxy constructed in the mind seems to have the same effect as the construction of the kingdom of God.

Since it is roughly the same, can you visualize the galaxy in your mind?

Jian Wushuang thought so, and then he started to try.

He tapped his finger in the air, and the star pattern appeared, which was extremely mysterious and mysterious.

But just as Jian Wushuang was about to go a step further and visualize this feeling, a sigh that seemed to be tortured to the extreme interrupted his thoughts.

"Who?" Jian Wushuang was suddenly vigilant, all the power that had just escaped outside the body was withdrawn, ready to deal with the situation at any time.

As this sigh resounded, the stone bead, which was still like a small planet, returned to its previous gray appearance and rolled to Jian Wushuang's feet.

The atmosphere was deadly still, his body was low, his palms were already on the hilt of Tai Luo's sword, and he looked vigilantly at the place where the sound came out.

To be able to be in this space, and let Jian Wushuang be unaware, how terrible is this strength?

Without acting rashly, he was thinking about how to escape.

Accompanied by that sigh, the darkened space suddenly became brighter, as if the sun was shining, making everything invisible.

Jian Wushuang was shocked, because only then did he realize that in front of him, there was a figure sitting cross-legged!

It was a tall and sturdy figure, and even with his back to Jian Wushuang, it showed an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"why,

why……"

An extremely sad voice resounded suddenly, and then, under Jian Wushuang's gaze, the figure of Daoyuan Tingyuezhi's cameraman stretched out his palm and patted his head.

"Why can't I understand, why can't I understand..."

"There must be something wrong, yes, there must be something wrong with my perception."

In the voice of sadness and broken thoughts, the figure of the cameraman stood slowly, and he was dressed in Chinese clothes without wind and automatically.

Then Jian Wushuang finally saw the face of this majestic figure.

His extremely heroic cheeks may be a bit delicate due to his youth. His eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like stars, like a figure walking out of a painting.

At such a close distance, he regarded Jian Wushuang as nothing, completely immersed in his own perception.

A terrifying sense of oppressive power surged around him, as if a million divine peaks were pressing over him.

Jian Wushuang only felt the chest tightness to the extreme, and the blood flow in the body accelerated.

This kind of terrifying power has exceeded his existing knowledge, and even the breath of the real shadow of the three emperors is difficult to compete!

However, the power of this realm disappeared when the human figure opened his eyes.

The grayness and pain in his eyes that could not be concealed made Jian Wushuang feel that he seemed to be experiencing some kind of bottleneck and could not break through.

"Why, I've already taken that step, why can't I feel the fate of the emperor..." The figure of the person, his eyes were blank, and he began to lose his mind.

"Is it difficult for me to become an emperor in the end?"

Jian Wushuang was a little unclear, so he slowly got up and walked over to the figure.

Surprisingly, the image of the person did not look at Jian Wushuang, and it would not help him to wave his palm.

"Strange, he can't see me, isn't he alive?" Jian Wushuang said to himself, and then he stretched out his palm again, tentatively preparing to touch him.

But the next moment, the image of the person suddenly raised his head, and his sharp eyes shot at Jian Wushuang, "Who is it!"

Jian Wushuang took a few steps back, his heart almost stopped beating.

However, he later discovered that the camera figure was not looking at him, but spared him to look at an unknown place.

Jian Wushuang looked back and found no one else.

He began to understand something, the space he entered by mistake, and the scene that happened was most likely an image that had been sealed for many years.

Next, the figure of the cameraman seemed to be talking to someone, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes.

"No, no, I can't make this decision." The cameraman stepped back, and the pain in his eyes began to hesitate.

But as time passed, the pain and indecision in his eyes gradually faltered.

This body-taking figure seems to have reached a condition with something unknown.

In the end he said with difficulty, "Yes."

As these two words fell, the entire secret space began to tremble, and fine cracks directly covered the entire bluestone slab.

The space seems to be collapsing.

Jian Wushuang didn't have time to think about it, and hurried back, preparing to escape from here.

The huge earthquake resounded, the hidden space began to crumble, and countless gravels fell rustling.

Fortunately, the channel can still hold up, not broken.

Jian Wushuang fled, and when he was about to escape this hidden space, he looked back.

The image in the hidden space is dying, but when it is about to die, the image of the photographed person seems to have received some kind of sublimation, a unique luck blessing its body.

"Boom!"

The entire Divine Peak completely collapsed, and even the hidden space was destroyed.

Jian Wushuang stood on a mountain and looked at the Broken Divine Peak that was still raising dust with a complicated expression.

Everything he experienced just now was like a dream, even if it was only a few days, it made him seem to have traveled to an unknown era.

Who would have left the scene just now?

Gently holding his palm, Jian Wushuang found that he did not know when he had returned to his peak state.

The sky, which was still fighting fiercely, was now showing a strange silence, but Jian Wushuang knew that the battle for winning the peach was not over yet.

He could feel the breath of the guy who attacked him still in the sky.

Since he didn't die, he should do what he should do, such as revenge.

With the soles of his feet on the ground, Jian Wushuang's figure disappeared, and the entire Divine Peak under his feet collapsed directly.

"Aren't you going to give up? Do you really want me to kill you here?"

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