Chapter 5019? Yu Changxian

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The gate of heaven was broken, and this silent and frozen sea of ​​boundless hope seemed to be awakened by its vitality, and a roar swept up!

The pitch-black sea rolled up billions of dust, almost as high as the sky.

At this moment, the entire endless boundless sea was completely boiled.

The gate of heaven was shattered, and the dust-covered passage was opened. This was a sea of ​​nothingness and no edge that belonged to the invisible and intangible, and it collided with the real outside atmosphere.

Large swaths of the sea of ​​nowhere evaporated, and bursting fissures began to appear at the edges.

All this is bound to perish!

Heiyun was speechless in horror, he felt an unprecedented aura, a real aura.

The Chaos Emperor Throne was easily torn apart, and all their eyes were concentrated in one place at this moment.

In front of the broken Tianmen, Jian Wushuang's fragmented fairy body is now intact.

His naked chest was completely covered by the Xuanhe Divine Mark, and the long black hair was completely turned into red gold, dancing wildly in the air.

The two true eyes also turned into the purest red gold.

Huang Huang couldn't look directly at him, he pressed down on the heavens, and thwarted the ages.

Jian Wushuang at this moment was beyond the imagination of all Dayan Immortals.

The black cloud couldn't even raise the heart of escape at all, standing on the ground like ashes.

The young emperor also changed from the initial madness to trembling, and he smelled the most familiar breath.

That kind of breath belongs to the real emperor.

Bian Ziyuan was completely stunned, and then only deep jealousy and madness remained in his eyes.

He is obviously an ant-like Yanxian, but he kills all the enemies with his own power. How could this be the actions of a Yanxian?

Huang Huang can't look directly, and all the breath can't touch Jian Wushuang at all.

He slowly raised his palm and looked very satisfied with the flow of extremely rich luck.

"This fairy body,

Very good, enough to be used by the emperor. "

The exit that completely left the sea of ​​​​boundless was behind him, but all Dayan Immortals did not dare to leave at all, and they did not even dare to move their bodies.

Heiyun swallowed hard, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Bian Ziyuan, who suddenly had a plan.

The next moment, he clenched his teeth sharply, waved Bian Ziyuan directly, and threw it at Jian Wushuang!

At the same time, his figure turned into hundreds of millions of chaotic auras, plundering towards the wild and eight wastes.

Because this was so fast that Bian Ziyuan didn't react, so he was pushed in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Pfft!"

A slight sound swept across his body, and his pupils suddenly widened to the maximum.

The unspeakable pain, as well as the luck and the passage of Xianyuan, made him look at his chest subconsciously.

There, it was completely broken, and the source of luck was completely dried up in an instant.

And it's all because of one finger.

Jian Wushuang pointed a finger in the air, causing Bian Ziyuan to die, and the supreme destiny like a colorful glow passed through his back, and the castration was shrouded in the boundless sea.

Shroud, shrink.

The black cloud that had turned into a chaotic atmosphere and fled, directly showed its true form.

He was completely desperate and screamed loudly, but in the end he couldn't change the ending.

Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand and flicked, and the supreme luck directly crushed Bian Ziyuan into powder.

Immediately afterwards, Heiyun was caught in front of him.

"Emperor, Emperor, please let me go for the sake of my difficult practice..." Heiyun's face was ashes, he had already seen that this sword was Wushuang, not that sword was Wushuang.

He was unmoved, and there was only contempt and indifference in his eyes, just like looking at ants.

"Are you solving your own luck, or do you want me to do it?"

Heiyun was completely desperate. He knew that once it was destroyed this time, it would be the real death.

"Don't worry about the emperor, I will solve my luck."

After saying this last sentence, Hei Yun didn't say another word, and died very simply, leaving no trace.

Jian Wushuang was very satisfied with this.

He waved his hand, a pair of red gold eyes slowly swept across, he is the supreme existence, no one dares to look directly at him.

In the end, his eyes turned to the young emperor who was retreating, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed him.

Looking at him, Jian Wu's eyes flashed with doubts, "I seem to have seen you?"

The corners of the young emperor's eyes twitched, "I, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted directly.

"It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is your ending, only death."

After saying this sentence, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, grabbed his palm and killed him directly.

Everything is completed in an instant, and it can even be said to be a waste of effort.

He turned his neck slightly, and then suddenly pulled Fuyao in front of him, but he didn't make a move. After a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, he was relieved, "You are still his friends, I won't make a move, you all retreat."

There was deep panic in Fuyao's eyes, but she didn't back away, she said in a trembling voice, "You, you are not him, please return him."

"Oh? It's really interesting, do you think I'll let him come back?" Jian Wushuang's mouth moved slightly, revealing a creepy smile, "The owner of this immortal body will be me, not him, from now on."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be lacking in interest. He directly waved his hand and pushed Fuyao away, and turned to look at the passage behind him.

Behind the broken Tianmen is a passage leading to the real outside world.

At this moment, even he was moved.

It's been too long, it's been too long, so long that he almost forgets the past.

Heaven knows how many reincarnations it has entered, and what the outside world has become.

Now, he can finally go out.

Just as he was about to step into the passage, two sword intents from the sky rolled towards him.

Jian Wushuang's expression froze, and he turned around, just swept away his true eyes, and suddenly the Wupei Sword Intent shattered and dissipated.

Jiang Liyan retreated a thousand feet at the same time, vomiting blood, and his breath was wilting.

Suppressing the murderous intent in his eyes, he did not kill all of them in the end, and turned around to prepare to enter the passage.

But the next moment, hundreds of millions of colorful rhymes suddenly burst out from the depths of the passage, with endless brilliance.

Jian Wuduo was shocked, he raised his hand to block, and his figure flew back instantly.

"Stay safe, Zhenwu Emperor."

The endless lingering breath overwhelms everything, and this ancient sound seems to contain the rules of truth, so that the heavens begin to be born.

After hearing this voice, Jian Wuduo's color followed, and his fists were tightly clenched.

Accompanied by the endless leisurely breath, there is a thin old man in black robe stepping on the colorful rhythm, stepping into the sea of ​​nowhere.

It seems that the rules of the Great Dao are flowing through him, and there are mysterious texts flowing slowly.

His eyes were turbid, and everything could not be reflected in his pupils.

Looking at this figure, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.

"Yu Chang, are you here to stop me?"

"The duty is, Emperor Zhenwu, don't blame him." The thin old man nodded slightly, his face quite kind.