Chapter 4803?

That kind of pressure, even his eldest sister, Sha Qing, and those Dayanxian monks who easily destroyed the Sand Demon Cave did not have it.

The indescribable and captivating aura, like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, cannot be grasped.

Jian Wushuang didn't guess what Cui Jing was thinking. He didn't hate this guy who was the last remaining person in the Sand Devil's Cave and was also covered in karma and slaughter, but he couldn't say he liked it.

"You are free, you can go where you want to go." Jian Wushuang said softly.

Cui Jing was startled when he heard the words, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

The Sand Demon Cave was destroyed, and he was injured again. Where is his safe place in this vast sky?

He had nowhere to go, but he didn't dare to disobey Jian Wushuang's words, so he just stayed where he was.

Chunqiu saw what was in Cui Jing's mind, touched him without a trace, and gave him another wink.

Cui Jingxin understood and hurriedly raised his head to look at Jian Wushuang, "Brother Jian, I can't go anywhere, can I just follow you? From now on, you are the only one who will obey."

When Jian Wushuang heard the words, he did not agree to him, but said, "After your injury is healed, make plans. It is too early to say anything now."

After saying this, Jian Wushuang no longer drove him away.

Hearing this, Cui Jing was overjoyed and hurriedly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Brother Jian."

Taking a last look at this re-sealed former heaven, Jian Wushuang turned around, carrying four figures, and soon disappeared into the vast void.

This time, in the battle to Beitian Xianzhou, Young Master Mo's body fell and Beitian Xianzhou was destroyed. The celestial bone armor that was about to be obtained, disappeared completely in the next.

In fact, there are many doubts about the great turmoil in North Heaven Xianzhou this time.

When Jian Wushuang and others entered Xianzhou, there was a mysterious top repair and Yanxian selling Heishan crystals on the street.

Then, the mysterious Seven Swordsmen appeared, completely disrupting the situation, and wanted to kill Young Master Mo in the Heavenly Palace of Xiaoxianzhou.

When Jian Wushuang couldn't figure it out the most, Zheng Ying, the beautiful woman he rescued in the original voyage, was also at the last moment, under the hibiscus tree, the palm sword chopped off the head of Young Master Mo and shattered his head. Xianyuan.

Just within a few days,

Let an emperor perish.

All the murderous intentions seem to be coincidental, but also seem to have been premeditated.

There are so many threads, I am afraid that even the Emperor Zhenwuyang will be difficult to find out the complexity of this situation.

But the only thing that Jian Wushuang can be sure of so far is that Zheng Ying will never be with those Seven Swordsmen.

She is like a ghost, approaching with a strong purpose, and once she succeeds, she will completely disappear without a trace.

But if it's really not a group, it would be too coincidental to attack Young Master Mo on the same night.

Now, only one of the Seven Musketeers has died, that is, the heroic woman who disguised herself as a man, who once hanged on the wall of the Sand Devil's Cave together, but has long since disappeared.

I am afraid that only by finding her can we ask what happened in North Heaven Xianzhou.

Empress Yinling, who wears a celestial bone armor, the heroic woman who remains one of the Seven Swordsmen, and Zheng Ying who chopped off the head of Young Master Mo.

Now all three of them have disappeared, adding a bit of mystery to the already destroyed Beitian Xianzhou.

Even if the surface of the water is calm, no one knows what kind of undercurrent is stirring under the surface of the water.

When they came, there were only Chen Qing and Chunqiu by their side, and when they returned, there were Di Qing and Cui Jing by their side.

Jian Wushuang didn't know what to say about the two guys who stayed by his side, so he could only take a wait-and-see attitude.

At this time, in the boundless void in their depths, countless celestial planes are dotted in the universe like stars.

However, these are still only in the Great Division, and the entire unknown Great Evolution is just a drop in the ocean, unimaginable.

After a simple thought, Jian Wushuang decided to return to the six-day realm.

In any case, it is also where he is currently staying, and it is also the place where he can get close to Da Siyu's Supreme Heavenly Court, and maybe he can get more secrets of Wanggu.

Jian Wushuang had already made a secret decision in his heart. After returning to the Six Heavens Realm for some repairs, he would do his best to search for the whereabouts of Empress Yin Ling.

Then go to the so-called Tongtian Buddha Realm to see if it can resolve its own cause and effect and kill the calamity.

For the unknown Tongtian Buddha Realm, Jian Wushuang felt that it would never be simple. The two Dayan Immortals, Kongtong and Kongji, were too murderous, and there was still half of the monk's enlightenment.

'Perhaps, there should be more monks like the empty wheel in the Tongtian Buddha Realm. ' Jian Wushuang said to himself in his heart.

Five figures, shuttled through the void, and continued to fly away toward the vast void.

When he came, one shoulder swept up a shoulder full of snow, and the world was vast.

When he returned, he had nothing in his hands, but it was like a thousand pounds, and it was silent.

Everyone who has already achieved the position of Yanxian has avoided the mundane things, but with the wine barrel of Chen Qing, they are destined to return home not so peaceful.

Cui Jing's eyes lit up after his all kinds of pleas and odors, and finally he persuaded Jian Wushuang abruptly.

Then he stopped at a plane with abundant power, and stopped to drink.

This azimuth-plane sky area is infinitely vast, with dozens of continents distributed, and it can be regarded as a super sky area in this big division.

Moreover, it was not rare to see Yanxian in the past. There are Yanxian who still reluctant to cut off the red dust. Just like Chen Qing, the lower world is accompanied by wine.

But after all, Yanxian is a minority, not even a top cultivator.

Going down to this Fangtianyu, I randomly found a restaurant on the side of the continent, and these five figures entered it.

A jar of aged wine was brought up in sequence, and there were more than 100,000 catties of wine.

Cui Jing, who has a similar smell to Chen Qing, began to fight with each other.

Jian Wushuang, on the other hand, carried a delicate two-eared wine jug in one hand, and sat leaning against the window, looking at the street outside the window with deep eyes, thinking of something.

Di Qing, who was not interested in these aged wines, was secretly looking at the guy sitting opposite.

Diqing always felt that he was carrying a lot of secrets, but he was so clear and clean that there was an indescribable contradiction.

"Never mind, the Six Crows Heavenly Emperor Wen is in hand, it's not too late for me to leave." Di Qing thought so, and then looked out the window leisurely.

He has been silent on the hibiscus tree for many years, and he is full of curiosity about everything. If it is not bound by Jian Wushuang, I am afraid that he can't wait and wants to destroy several heavenly domains for fun.

Just as everyone was languid, the streets with many top-level repairers rushing on their way suddenly became empty, and then the sky was darkened.

"Boom!"

Several extremely powerful breaths, like the top of a dark cloud, dispersed and fell.