Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4947: ?I'm from Tongtian Buddha Realm

The god-like celestial celestial body of the big belly Buddha has been shattered and shattered by the sword intent.

The endless blood of God was almost forming a river on the Bone Road, and everything in sight was full of misery.

Jian Wushuang took advantage of his strength and awakened all the sword intent on this white bone road, so that he could easily defeat the Big Belly Buddha with the strength of Rank Six Dayan Immortal.

If not, it is almost impossible to defeat it.

Seeing the immortal corpses all over the floor, Jian Wushuang restrained his mind and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, he felt a faint breath again.

The breath was faint but real, and very familiar.

Jian Wushuang was slightly startled in his heart and looked directly in that direction, only to see a miserable figure among the countless huge corpses, struggling constantly.

"Impossible, why is he not dead yet?" He thought, hurriedly hurried back to the wreckage of the big belly Buddha.

Waved his palms flying the huge remains of the corpse, a bloody, extremely skinny figure came into his eyes.

"Ahem... I am finally relieved..."

The extremely skinny figure lay on the bone road soaked in the blood of the gods, with a voice of relief from his mouth.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. From the clothes on his body, it could be seen that it was a worn-out Zen clothing, and there was a huge Zen beads hanging around his neck.

This kind of dress, Jian Wushuang had seen it once in this great development.

Even the group of great monks who destroyed the heaven where the Sand Demon Cave is located are dressed in this way.

Little is known about the origin of the group of great monks, only that they come from outside the big division territory and are extremely terrifying existence.

There were many great monks who entered the Sand Demon Cavern, but only the empty wheel left Jian Wushuang the deepest impression.

And this skinny figure now seems to be related to the group of great monks long ago.

"Could it be that he also came from the so-called world of heavenly Buddha?" Jian Wushuang thought to himself, condensing an invisible sword in his hand.

"Ahem..."

The skinny figure opened his mouth and vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then collapsed on his back.

Only then did Jian Wushuang see his face clearly, his face was clear and thin, like an ascetic monk.

With his eyes facing each other, the monk, who was already angry, suddenly got up with all his strength and knelt down facing him.

"Thank you... the good man gave me relief, I can't repay the song..."

Jian Wushuang didn't reply, stared at him without any relaxation, and finally said slowly, "Where did you come from and why are you here?"

With a light cough, the monk who claimed to be Xingge sat cross-legged on the road of white bones with his hands clasped together, "Since the monk asked about it, Xingge will tell the reason for this."

"My original song came from the world of Tongtian Buddhism. I am an ascetic monk who travels in the realm of ten thousand realms and feels all kinds of suffering."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Wushuang's divine mind was a little shaken, just as he had imagined, this monk also came from the world of Tongtian Buddha.

The monk named Xingge continued to say to himself, "And the reason why I am here is purely because of that battle."

"That was the battle to destroy the old age and establish a new heaven. All living creatures fell in that battle, and the heavenly domains that belonged to the old heaven also fell."

"Not only did the heaven fall, but even the strongest among them died, but the strong died, but the strongest ones were not beheaded."

"The strongest people have been banished to a tangible and intangible, intangible and intangible place. As for that place, it is here."

Xingge said, and pointed his thin palm to the ground.

"And I traveled there, that is, the big division area that was suggested later, was inadvertently involved in that war, and was eventually banished here for various reasons."

Jian Wushuang heard this and said again, "Then why did you become the same as before?"

Xingge heard the words, two lines of clear tears welled up from the dilapidated eye sockets, and finally he said, "Greed, I relied on myself and rejected the six desires, but finally did not escape the control of greed!"

"After I was banished, my mind was wounded, and then occupied by the emperor, which evoked the ultimate greed in my heart, and became a bad Buddha. If it weren't for the good men to come here and eventually destroy my evil body, I'm afraid I I'm trapped here forever."

This short conversation was completely over, Jian Wushuang also got some secrets from Xingge's words.

These Dayan Immortals exiled in the Sea of ​​No Edge were the strongest people in the original heavenly courts before Zhen Wuyang created the heavenly courts.

And this is somewhat different from Jian Wushuang's guess, he thought that the exiled here were some extremely evil Dayan Immortals.

The song puts hands together, and there is relief in the dead eyes.

"Thank you good man, Xingge has been liberated, but when I am about to be liberated, I want to give the good man something."

As he said, his skinny palm touched the string of ring beads between his neck, and then took off the fist-sized ring beads in the middle.

In an instant, all the ring beads on his neck were turned into nothingness, only the one in his hand exuded a mysterious color.

Seeing such a ring bead, Jian Wushuang remembered another thing.

Under the sea of ​​blood in the Sand Demon Cavern, he had visited the empty chakra, and in the end he also gave him a natal ring.

"Good man, the song has nothing to do with it. Give this ring to the good man."

Jian Wushuang did not shirk off, after a little thought, he reached out and took the ring beads in his hand.

The ring beads are warm and cool and have a unique texture.

Afterwards, Jian Wushuang said, "Do you know there is an ascetic monk named Konglun?"

The line song that was about to fall, after hearing the name taboo, his eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, "Empty, empty wheel?"

"My brother, his name is empty wheel. Good people have seen him? How good is he?"

Jian Wushuang sighed secretly in his heart. UU read www.uukanshu.com and then slowly said, "We have met before, and we have been discussing the forum for a few days, and it is very close. He is also an ascetic who measures the earth with his feet. I'm afraid he has passed away."

Xingge shook his whole body, leaving two lines of clear tears in his eyes again, and did not make any excessive actions.

After a while, he whispered, "It's fine, it's time for me."

As his voice fell, the thin fairy body returned directly to nothingness, flowing out of the stars, and finally all scattered on this bone road.

A Rank 6 Dayan fairy fell.

Jian Wushuang was silent, looking at the black ring bead in his hand, and threw it into the Bo Yang bottle.

The death of Xingge didn't touch him too much. What he was thinking now was how to quickly leave this boneless road.

Here, it's not as quiet as he imagined. It is very possible that a Rank 6 Dayan Immortal is just the beginning.

In the back, perhaps the most mysterious existence of Baigulu.