Inside a magnificent palace.

There were three powerful men, kneeling trembling there.

"Check, check me!"

"I want to know, who is so capable, I can ask the sword monarch to let the sword monarch deal for him!"

"Be sure to find him out, and I'm going to make him a thousand swords !!!"

At the moment, Zun Zun stood like a wild beast. His face was red and suffocating, and the three men kneeling below were strong men attached to his clan.

Zun Zun is very clear that he has never taken the initiative to offend Jian Wushuang. Even before dealing with the issue of Qinghuo, you just came to the conclusion from the perspective of Holy Alliance. This is not to be offended by Jian Wushuang. In the vein of the stars, he never had any communication with the stars.

Therefore, he can be sure that Jian Wushuang was never found because of his resentment.

It is very likely that it is another strong one. I don't know what method to use to move Jian Wushuang to come and deal with him.

In addition, the opponent estimates that the sword monarch will try to beat him for a while and lose some face.

This time, his face was greatly damaged. Although it was the sword's hand, but against the sword, he could only break his teeth and swallow it.

Because Jian Wushuang, whether it is his own strength or influence, is far above him, the potential is even more endless, and it is not his offense at all.

Therefore, he could only vent all his anger on the strong man who invited Jian Wushuang to come.

Xun Zun used all his influence and began to track down.

On the other side, Jian Wushuang has once again come to the Emperor Han Ye.

"This mirror order, look at it." The mirror order made by Jian Wushuangjian himself was thrown to the Emperor of the Cold Night.

After the Emperor Han Ye took over, she looked carefully, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

After watching all the pictures in the mirror order, the Emperor Hanye took a deep breath, bowed respectfully to the sword, "Thank you Sword Lord!"

"I shot you Zun Zun for you, and for the sake of that sword monument, there is nothing to thank." Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

Emperor Han Ye nodded, but immediately took the sword monument to Jian Wushuang.

This sword monument has been refined by the Emperor of the Cold Night before, but now the sword unparalleled can be re-refined and the process is very easy.

After refining, Jian Wushuang immediately searched it up, and surely found the remaining part of the Xuan Luo sword skill on this sword monument.

Adding the three sword monuments together, this Xuanluo swordsmanship is finally in order, and Jian Wushuang's heart is quite happy.

"The Emperor of the Cold Night." Jian Wushuang looked at it. "That Zun Zun can become the emperor, but it is not stupid. I have no resentment against him, but today I obviously deliberately asked him for trouble and deliberately hit him. He should guess after It turned out that someone had offered me a hand at some price, so if nothing unexpected happened, he should do everything possible to find out, and he should find you soon. "

"Thank you, Sword Lord, for reminding me." Emperor Han Ye nodded, she also guessed this, so she has decided to leave this ancient battlefield immediately.

As long as she left this ancient battlefield, even if Zun Zun found out that it was the sword Wushuang she asked to move, but the vast chaos world is so vast, it is not easy for Zun to find her.

Emperor Han Ye left, and Jian Wushuang returned to the Qinghuo world as soon as possible. As for whether that deity could find Emperor Han Ye next, and whether Emperor Han Ye could survive, Jian Wu Shuang did not bother.

He only dealt with Emperor Han Ye, and now the transaction is completed. The follow-up matters have nothing to do with him.

Wushuang City, among the secret rooms.

The three blue stone monuments stand there quietly, while Jian Wushuang stays in front of the three blue stone monuments and carefully understands the Xuanluo sword skill in each of the three stone monuments.

The Xuanluo Sword Art in the Three Swords Stele was organized by Jian Wushuang, and soon a complete and arrogant sword art appeared very clearly in Jian Wushuang's mind.

"let's start."

Jian Wushuang closed his eyes and began to concentrate fully on participating in this ancient Xuan Luo sword technique.

As time passed, Jian Wushuang was completely silent in his research.

On the way, he also went out once, leaving the Qinghuo world and this battlefield, and went to the stars.

Refined the universe of stars and stars, and then moved to the green world.

Since then, the old nest of the stars has also been placed in the Qinghuo realm.

After finishing, Jian Wushuang continued to retreat.

In such retreat and enlightenment, one thousand and eighteen years passed in a flash.

In this one thousand and eight hundred years, no matter the ancient battlefield in the surrounding area, or the Qinghuo world, it is quite calm.

The speed of growth in the Qinghuo world is also very amazing. More and more geniuses have appeared one after another, and they have even begun to emerge in the chaotic world of ancient times.

However, it was so calm, just on the surface, in the dark, but the wind was surging.

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In the darkest place in the chaotic world of all ages.

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Here is the old nest of Huangquan Palace.

At the very center of the endless water of Huangquan, above the floating island, stands a towering, black and black towering tower.

Inside the tower, there was darkness.

In this darkness, there were many figures kneeling respectfully, densely, looking at them, fearing that there were dozens of people, all of them were wearing black robes, their breath was extremely arrogant, and they were all already A mighty man above God.

And in front of these black robe men kneeling, a huge and immaculate bronze sculpture stood there.

This bronze sculpture has a height of thousands of feet, with a bronze ghost mask on its head, and has eight hands, all of which hold tightly various weapons.

At this moment, this bronze sculpture is shaking with madness.

The body that is thousands of feet high is trembling, the ground is shaking, and this huge tower is shaking.

Perceived this scene, those in black robes kneeling below were lower heads, dare not come out one by one.

With the tremor, the huge bronze sculpture began to shrink slowly.

In just a few moments, this tall bronze sculpture turned into a burly man with a two-meter-tall body and bronze skin.

The burly man was muscular, with a beard on his face, and cluttered hair, with a faint smell on his body, as if he were a living savage.

But it was the appearance of this savage man that shocked the many people in black robes kneeling below.

The next moment, everyone stood up and spoke.

"Welcome to the devil, magic is coming!"

"Welcome to the devil, magic is coming!"

The sound was soaring, echoing in this dark tower.

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