Chapter 4943? Wanxian Bone Blood River

With the descending of this exquisite mist, frost also followed, freezing the battlefield in the giant hall.

Jian Wushuang, who was fighting fiercely with the two Dayan Immortals, felt that the temperature around his body plummeted, as if he had fallen into an endless cold cave, and it was extremely cold.

And the two Dayan Immortals who were in the air were also directly frozen in the air at this moment.

Jian Wushuang couldn't bear the force and punched out.

The two Dayan Immortals that were sealed by ice were directly blasted into countless ice crystals, which were scattered on the ground.

"Ding, ding, ding—"

The crisp ice crystals fell to the ground, and the giant hall fell into dead silence again.

Of the three Dayan Immortals who fought against each other, there is only one left at this moment, and he is still alive and dead.

Throwing the ice crystal off his palm, Jian Wushuang looked at Bian Ziyuan calmly.

Bian Ziyuan's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Are you courting death?"

He didn't speak, and he turned his palms together to form an invisible sword.

The originally silent hall was instantly filled with a sense of chill.

"Do you think you are my opponent?" Bian Zi took a step forward, and endless flowing clouds and water patterns appeared, and at the same time, a halo emerged from behind him.

Just as the general situation was battling, the young man spoke in a low voice.

"My Heavenly Palace is not the place for you to do it, so please give me a little restraint. Otherwise, the cornerstone of this Heavenly Palace will be padded with your immortal body."

When Bian Ziyuan heard the words, he withdrew his unprecedentedly powerful force and retreated behind him.

Jian Wushuang also scattered the sword in his hand, looked at the young man walking towards him and said, "I'm sorry for the fact today, I will leave on my own, and I will never set foot here again."

"Leave? Just leave like this? You beheaded nearly ten black-robed envoys under my seat. How do we calculate this account?"

The young man looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Do you think I'll let you go easily?"

"What do you want to do?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and asked.

He smiled slightly,

"What I want is very simple, it's just a transaction, even if you pay me back."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. What he didn't like the most was this kind of transaction. There was a sense of discomfort that his fate was being controlled by others.

"You only have this path to choose from." The young man pointed a finger at him.

As his voice fell, black-robed messengers began to walk out of the dark places on both sides of the giant hall.

After pondering for a moment, Jian Wushuang said condensedly, "What deal?"

"This transaction is also extremely simple, but you need to leave a place alive before I can tell you the conditions of the transaction."

The young man slowly came to Jian Wushuang and smiled.

Jian Wushuang felt a big crisis inexplicably, but it was too late!

A total of forty black-robed ambassadors released their respective powers at this moment and slammed onto the floor in the hall.

In an instant, like opening a giant dusty door, blood-red ripples appeared on the entire floor.

"Good luck." The young man smiled strangely, stretched out his hand and pushed him down.

Jian Wushuang was startled, he wanted to resist, but the giant hall behind him had turned into an endless sea of ​​blood.

A bloody palm grabbed him, then dragged him directly into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

The blood waves rolled and everything returned to calm.

At this time, Bian Ziyuan came to the young man and asked, "Your Highness, do you plan to put all your hope on him?"

"Do you have any other way?" He put his hands on his back, as if he was thinking about something, "He feels very different to me, I have a hunch, can we leave this boundless sea, and we will be with him It has a lot to do with it.”

"I hope so, the time we have been trapped here is too long." Bian Ziyuan sighed softly, looking at the surging sea of ​​blood.

"What if he can't stand the test of this sea of ​​blood?"

"Then let him die in it. This sea of ​​blood was originally formed by the bones of Wanxian. One more of him is not much, and one of him is less."

...

"Crash..."

There was the sound of water flowing like a clear spring, and almost when he fell into this sea of ​​blood, Jian Wushuang woke up.

He directly condensed the invisible sword, and then cut off all the blood-qi arms wrapped around the immortal body.

As far as the eye can see, everything is pure blood red.

Different from the endless sea of ​​blood in the Sand Demon Cave, this sea of ​​blood does not have the cold and deadly aura, and the vicious cold, but is full of a forbidden atmosphere.

This kind of restriction is very strange, full of the atmosphere of desolate and ancient precipitation, giving people an unknown sense of strictness.

He swung his sword to cut off the bloody hand wrapped around his body, and Jian Wushuang let the immortal body slowly fall.

He can feel that there is only boundless death energy here, and there is no other threat.

"Where exactly is this place, and why does it give me the feeling of a forbidden place?" Jian Wushuang recalled in his mind, while looking at everything in front of him.

Soon, his figure sank into the deepest part of this sea of ​​blood. To his surprise, the depths of this sea of ​​blood turned out to be land? !

Truly land, but land paved with bones.

A shattered fairy body has long since turned into piles of bones, stacked on top of each other, forming a boundless land of bones.

Standing under this sea of ​​blood, Jian Wushuang looked at this scene in shock, because he was firm in mind, but also a little shocked.

How many Yanxian do you need to fall in order to pile up this bone earth?

This is the confinement space under the sea of ​​blood. The top of his head is the endless sea of ​​blood, and the bottom of his feet is the boundless earth of bones.

Under the inexhaustible, only he was alone, extremely lonely.

"Why did he throw me under this sea of ​​blood?"

After recovering his mind, Jian Wushuang began to think about this question.

This sea of ​​blood is boundless, full of the atmosphere of ancient prohibition, like an ancient battlefield left by one party, rather than an execution ground where one party is imprisoned.

"Could it be that he intends to give me some kind of opportunity here?" He thought of all kinds of possibilities.

At this moment, along with the whimper of the cold wind, a somewhat cold and charming voice sounded quietly behind Jian Wushuang.

"Wushuang, look back and see who I am."

Jian Wushuang turned his head suddenly, only to see a figure wearing a black and gold pleated skirt.

That is a woman.

A black and gold pleated skirt made her figure look luxurious and cold to the extreme.

The distance between them is only a few meters, and their faces can be clearly seen.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's eyes were unconsciously condensed together, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

Facing such an extremely mysterious woman, he always felt that there was some kind of shackle in his heart.

From their first encounter on the first big voyage until now, they have only been in a hurry.