Chapter 5023? Leave

This made his spiritual sense, which was originally perfect and harmonious, about to be shattered.

After all the hard battles, the immortal body of the immortal body cannot be supported at all, and it is even more broken.

Because there is no emperor's luck support of Zhenwu Emperor, it has reached the point of being on the verge of destruction.

He has been unable to clearly think about the problem, the spiritual sense, the immortal body have reached an unprecedented level of pain.

Facing Jian Wushuang, who was shattering and burning, Yu Chang waved his hand and lowered a ray of the purest ancient black pattern to cover it.

Jian Wushuang stopped roaring, and then fell into a coma.

After a moment of silence, a sigh but not a sigh disappeared, Yu Chang stretched out his hand to hold it, and was ready to leave.

And at this moment, several weak auras of power generation came from far and near.

Yu Chang stopped and turned to look.

Jiang Liyanhui, Fuyao, the giant beast with nine heads and the old shepherd all arrived at this time.

Even though they have experienced the eternity of time and were exiled here, their state of mind has long been withered, but after seeing the passage to the outside world, they still cannot be indifferent.

But none of them took that step, because everyone knew very well that Yu Chang, who was standing in front of the passage, could not compete.

Looking at them, Yu Chang said softly, "You, you can't leave."

At this moment, no one spoke, only bitterness in his eyes.

Covering the loss in his eyes, Yan Hui took a step forward and said, "Please take care of his injury."

Yu Chang smiled slightly, "I know you, you are the original sword immortal."

"It's all in the past, don't mention it," Yan returned with a dry smile, "Please let that kid live well."

Yu Chang nodded, and just as he was about to leave, another voice stopped him.

"please wait a while!"

The old shepherd's voice trembled slightly, and he came to him with Di Qing, who was still sleeping, in his arms.

"This one, can you let him out?"

Yu Chang said nothing.

He stretched out his hand and used Qi Luck to take Di Qing, then turned around and left, completely disappearing into the channel.

With his departure, the passage closed.

The shattered sky began to heal, and the dried-up boundless sea surged again.

Everything that happened before has not left any trace of existence, and everything has returned to its original appearance.

"Our luck has also recovered."

Looking at the completely closed Tianmen passage, Yan Hui murmured.

Jiang Li was a little lost, "All of this, it's like nothing happened."

"Trust me, we'll have a day when we leave."

...

pain.

The immortal body seems to enter a certain cycle, constantly shattering, and constantly reshaping.

The pain in this is beyond words.

Every three hundred and sixty breaths, the immortal body will be broken and reshaped, and endless blood is flowing.

Even if his spiritual thoughts were harmonious, he couldn't bear it.

When the immortal body was broken and reshaped to 36,000 times, Jian Wushuang finally fell asleep completely.

...

The world is silent, and the wind blows.

The children's snickering laughter could be heard faintly in his ears, as well as the cool long wind passing by, which was indescribably pleasant.

It's just that this kind of comfort can't resist the pain caused by the dizziness.

The pain in the mind's spiritual sense forced Jian Wushuang to wake up and withdraw from the pain.

The pupils were barely focused, and what came into view was the slightly low-lying green grass.

And several upside-down child faces.

Among these children's faces, there was a child with a braid on the top of his head and a smirk on his face, holding a fairy grass and stuffing it into Jian Wushuang's nostrils.

The scratching, the itch was unbearable, and he let out a loud sneeze.

With this sneeze, the already weak fairy body almost fell apart.

"Yeah, I finally woke up!" All the children laughed excitedly.

Dizziness and pain in the celestial body made Jian Wushuang prepare to struggle to get up, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

He was on top of his head and was hung by one leg under a fairy tree.

"Hey, you urchins, put me down quickly..."

Jian Wushuang shouted weakly, he wanted to use his own strength to break free, but found it was futile, and he could only ask these children for mercy.

It was still the urchin who was teasing him, and his smart eyes rolled, and he smacked his lips and said, "It's okay to think about it, but you need something in exchange, such as candy or something."

"Candy? I have a lot of candy. You put me down first, and I'll give it to you." Jian Wushuang continued weakly.

"You lied! You only have a pair of pants left, how could there be a place to hide candy?" the urchin said loudly, akimbo, and the rest of the children echoed.

He was stunned, and hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, there was only a pair of trousers left.

And apart from the trousers, even the Bo Yang bottle around the waist has disappeared.

Although he had a vague impression of what happened after Emperor Zhenwu took over the immortal body, he was still in a state of shock.

After all, all the treasures and the true souls of the three emperors are hidden in the Boyang bottle. If it is lost, the loss will be immeasurable.

"You guys, put me down quickly, or none of you will have good fruit to eat!" Jian Wushuang shouted anxiously.

I never thought about these jade doll-like children, who were not afraid at all, and grimaced at him.

He was so helpless about this, but he couldn't even use a single point of power.

This situation didn't last long. When a little boy with red lips and white teeth came running over with a double bun, they all dispersed.

"Hmph, you little guys, next time you dare to tease the guests, I'll let you all go away!"

The little boy had his hands on his hips, his fleshy little face was full of sullen anger.

After the gang of urchins were completely driven away, the little boy hurried to Jian Wushuang and waved his hand to cut off the fairy vines, allowing him to land.

When his body fell to the ground, he groaned, and fell to the ground.

"Brother Jian, I knew it was you!"

A crisp and soft voice sounded from the little boy's mouth, and then she jumped directly into Jian Wushuang's arms excitedly.

With this flutter, he almost smashed his breath away.

Both eyes were black, and then the sky stared.

"Yeah, what's wrong with you, Brother Jian?"

"I'm... all right."

Resisting the immortal body that was about to fall apart, Jian Wushuang showed a smile that was uglier than crying, hugged the boy in his arms, and sat up.

Right now, this little boy with red lips and white teeth, who is like a jade doll, is none other than the first boy that Jian Wushuang met when he first entered the heavenly court—Little Ami.

"Ami, why are you here? It's very dangerous here." Jian Wushuang hugged her subconsciously and said with some vigilance.

"Ah? It's not dangerous, Brother Jian, this is Heaven." Ami blinked and said smartly.