Alas.

A gust of wind blew through, and Bahuang Xuzun raised his head to look at the sky, and his heart became colder.

In his mind, the figure of Wu Shuang and the figure of the black robe stepping into the void crack that he just saw in the hall kept overlapping and then separated.

"Mist Shuang, I hope you don't let this seat down."

After a while.

A message from Elder Dustbone connected to him.

"Dust bone, how is it?"

Ba Huangxun asked indifferently, his voice did not reveal the slightest emotion.

"Master Huilu, I just saw the Wushuang Sovereign in the Sovereign's Hall. The Wushuang Sovereign is not abnormal, and the cultivation seems to be more advanced, and his mental state is also good."

The voice of Elder Dust Bone sounded in the mind of Eight Wastelands, and then he said with some confusion: "Master, what is the matter of the Shuang Sovereign?"

"Is there anything abnormal?"

Yahuang Xuzun did not answer the words of Dust, but narrowed his eyes.

Originally in his mind, Jian Wushuang and the black robe man kept overlapping and separating, completely separated.

He was quietly relieved.

If Jian Wushuang was really a spy undercover sent by the Divine Universe, he would have been mercilessly killed, but at the same time, their refining of the Sect of God and his eight desolate lords would be completely reduced to laughter in the virtual universe.

Let an undercover spy from another universe become the master of the refining deities?

This is simply absurd.

In addition, when Bahuang Xuzun's heart jumped, he was afraid that Lord Xushen would think that Lian Shenzong was colluding with the Divine Universe, and the trouble would be great!

Fortunately, Jian Wushuang has been staying in Lian Shenzong, and it seems that he has nothing to do with the black robe man.

Converging his thoughts, Yahuang Xuzun said indifferently, "You should n’t ask, you do n’t ask, well, you continue to stare in the case. Anyone who has an abnormal situation, you must first ask this seat. Obituary. "

After finishing speaking, Bahuang Xuzun hung up the news, stepped into a streamer, and began to investigate the cracks in the void.

...

The void is forbidden outside.

Jian Wushuang's speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, tens of millions of miles were swept away, completely disappearing into the sight of the void forbidden area.

A few days later.

Lian Shenzong Mountain Gate.

Responsible for keeping the gate is the last two disciples of refining gods.

"Ah, it's cold and clear, and miserable. It depends on the doorwork. When can it be over?"

The disciple on the left, Luohe, raised his neck and sighed.

"Ha ha ha ha, how good the gatekeeper is, nobody usually comes, so be quiet."

The disciple on the right, called Shi Lang, smiled indifferently.

Just when the two were chatting, farting and gagging.

Suddenly there was a flower in front of them, and a shadow seemed to pass by them.

When they watched again, they saw nothing.

"Well, see the waves, do you say that I have something wrong with the gatekeeper every day? I have been dazzled recently."

Luo He muttered.

"Maybe, don't talk about you, I'm a little dazzled now."

"Ah, boil it."

After shaking their heads and sighing for a while, they continued to gag.

They just left everything behind.

...

And at the same time.

Jian Wushuang has stepped into the Sovereign Hall.

Reaching down and pushing down the hood, he pulled the black robe.

Suddenly, the black robe disappeared and was replaced by him, and turned into a white shirt and big urn representing the position of the Lord of the Refined God.

His facial features changed, his ears became sharp and long, and he suddenly changed from sword unparalleled, and turned into Wushuang, the master of refining God.

Reaching for the back of the throne of the hall, a raised stone suddenly made a muffled sound on the wall behind the hall, and the wall automatically opened to both sides.

Jian Wushuang stepped in.

Behind the lord's hall is a dark room, which is also his dormitory.

The yin and yang gossip array is constantly rotating. In the middle of the yin and yang gossip chart, a figure exactly like him is practicing cross-legged, it is the corpse of Tai Luo.

Seeing Jian Wushuang coming in, Tai Luo's corpse quickly got up and stood up, bowed his head and said:

"Master!"

Jian Wushuang nodded his head and pressed his big hand on the head of Tai Luo's corpse. Suddenly, it belonged to his consciousness. He was immediately pulled away from Tai Luo's corpse and returned to Jian Wushuang's body.

Suddenly, his face was still full of spirits, and the corpse of Taro was quite alive in his eyes. The radiance in his eyes quickly faded, and he became stiff again, turning into the original appearance of Taro's corpse.

The sword unparalleled is to close his eyes and feel the memories in his consciousness.

These memories are all things that happened when Tai Luo's corpse replaced the lord.

"Oh? Elder Dustbon made a trip? And after a few inquiries, he left in a hurry?"

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang frowned.

He didn't have much friendship with Elder Dustbone, and it can be said that he had never dealt with it. How could this elder Dustbone come to him suddenly? Still care about the pretense of pretense?

"It's weird."

Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, but he didn't think about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

However, when he looked back at the memory, there was a flash of anger in his face.

This Taro **** corpse, or Taro **** corpse controlled by his consciousness, almost managed to handle the nine musk deer!

In his memory, the corpse of Tai Luo replaced his identity, and he held a morning meeting daily. After the morning meeting, he was now his maid's nine musk deer, and was about to clean up the dormitory for the body of Tai Luo. He twiddled with a few words, almost fired, and the red waves rolled.

"Jack !!!!"

Jian Wu's spirit shivered and his forehead was leaping blue.

He looked coldly at the corpse of Tai Luo, and wanted to lose his temper, but all this was controlled by his own consciousness.

The feeling was like the one who wanted to lose his temper but did not lose his temper.

Think of his sword Wushuang I cleared his name. How come there has been such a wave-shaped skeleton?

"It seems that this corpse avatar ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It is best not to use it in the future, otherwise it may be that some moths have come out."

Jian Wushuang shook his head in his heart, blocking this secret technique in his heart.

With a big wave of his hand, the sword Wushuang divine power penetrated into the body of Tai Luoshen. This time, his face was a bit of a smile.

Taro God Corpse, broke through!

Before he left, the repair of Taro's corpse was the elementary Supreme, and he just checked that the repair of Taro's corpse had already reached the middle supreme!

"This Taro **** corpse is indeed the result of Titan Supreme's death. His potential is amazing. The speed of practice is so fast."

Jian Wushuang nodded with satisfaction, then immediately looked at the array of yin and yang gossip charts, and continued to laugh: "The potential is one thing, and a large part of the halo is because this yin and yang gossip chart is too scary, and it has absorbed the entire refining Shen Zong's corpse is in one body for his spiritual practice. I am afraid that the Tai Luo **** corpse stays in this eye position until he is ascended to the top and will be unimpeded. "

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