Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 5679

[Five thousand six hundred and fifty-five chapters?? Tombstone of Qishen]

If you don’t want to think about it, then don’t think about it.

Jian Wushuang and others are considered his back-up. Whether they succeed or not, they can give him a thought.

As for the others, he can’t control that much, he can only fight!

It can’t be delayed any longer.

Otherwise, given too much time to destroy life, there will always be changes.

Whoa!

With a wave of Zhen Ling’s hand, he directly recovered all the injuries on everyone’s body.

This is the source that mobilized the Qishen Temple.

Jian Wushuang’s breath also recovered, but the power of the starry sky could not be recovered.

At least let Jian Wushuang rest for half an hour before he can completely restore the power of the starry sky and use the strongest means.

“Since the dharma body that destroys life has disappeared, you should continue to cultivate here. This time I will protect the Dharma for you in person until we go to the heaven together!” Zhenling said solemnly.

Everyone was flattered, and after thanking them one after another, they returned to practice again.

However, Jian Wushuang knew the meaning of the true spirit. This was to prevent these people from revealing the matter of death, and to protect him in disguise.

For this, Jian Wushuang is naturally grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Destruction is obviously aimed at Jian Wushuang. If this matter is known to other inheritors, if he can’t bear it that day, he will force the real spirit of the palace and let the real spirit hand over Jian Wushuang.

Then it will be troublesome.

Although the true spirit can be suppressed at will, but if it loses its majesty, it is really over.

Conviction comes first.

Sitting cross-legged around the golden skeleton, everyone once again raised their divine body.

Without the shelter of the cave, they were far away this time.

Same goes for Jian Wushuang.

Although Jian Wushuang’s divine body has reached 80,000 times now, it is still impossible to get close.

He wanted to ask Zhenling about Dongjun, but when he thought that Zhenling would ask him why he knew about Dongjun, it would be bad.

Some things are better not to say too much.

Jian Wushuang practiced honestly.

After this battle, everyone’s views on Jian Wushuang have also changed.

Although I know that the death is for Jian Wushuang.

But when looking at Jian Wushuang, there is no resentment, but more jealousy in his eyes.

Especially Fan Feng and the backbone Luo.

Although he didn’t dare to make trouble in front of Jian Wushuang on the surface, he was very jealous in his heart.

Especially Fan Feng, who was jealous when he fought against the Great Emperor Yun at the beginning, so that the sisters later disagreed.

In fact, it was all because of her prudence.

This person is the most terrifying.

Hundred years have passed in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to leave.

On this day, everyone stopped practicing.

Because the true spirit has already set up a teleportation array here to move them directly to the tomb of the gods, and then go to the heaven together.

After ten people stepped into the teleportation formation, Zhenling was neither in a hurry nor slow.

Under Zhu Qi’s eyes, he easily took Dongjun’s golden skeleton into his mustard seeds.

“Cough cough, that little Zhu Qi, tell me to your house master, I will also take away the secret realm of the mountains and forests!” He jumped into the teleportation array without waiting for Zhu Qi to reply.

The next moment, the teleportation array burst out with dazzling rays of light, and instantly took the entire mountain forest secret realm and entered the tomb of the gods together.

No wonder they had to go to the tomb of the gods first, and then to the heaven.

Feelings are for this mountain forest secret.

Jian Wushuang is okay, he’s used to it.

That’s how the Magic Sound Mountain came to be.

Although the others were surprised, they did not dare to show disrespect in the face of the true spirit.

“Come to the tombstone with me!” Zhenling beckoned and led everyone from the top of the Tomb God Mountain to a passage.

It’s black in front of you.

When they reappeared, everyone had already arrived at a huge dojo.

“This is the dojo of Qishen, and the place where the tombstone is located. It was planned to open in the near future, but the tombstone has not been dug up, so it will take a while!” Zhenling explained as he walked.

He brought everyone to the core of the dojo, below the Qishen Dharma.

Jian Wushuang and the others raised their heads to look at Qishen.

Jian Wushuang had long known the appearance of Qishen.

He even touched the flesh body many times, so he behaved calmly.

No surprise.

Others are different.

When Tongtian Buddha and Zhenwuyang faced the Dharma of such a strong man, they immediately bowed to greet them, and then lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

Wanyan and Dongsheng, the two of them were similar, and they looked pious after being shocked.

On the other hand, in the younger generation, each of my fates is up to me, so I just look up and down.

The true spirit went to the place where the incense burner was placed and lit a few sticks of incense for himself.

Fan Feng, the leader of the Eighteen Generals, fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face, but he didn’t dare to make a sound.

For fear of disturbing the purity of the place.

The three gods!

Eighteen Gods!

One hundred and eight messengers!

God Lord will not say, they are all six tribulation realm powerhouses, and their strength is terrifying.

God generals are different, just like messengers, they are all supreme.

But each of the generals is the ultimate emperor.

They are the closest people to Qishen, and Qishen treats them like children.

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Seeing this scene, I found that Fan Feng was not so annoying anymore.

After a few sticks of incense sticks, he inserted the incense burner at will.

Seeing Fan Feng kneeling on the ground, a gentle smile leaked out.

“Get up, child!”

Fan Feng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up respectfully.

Then Zhenling turned his head and glanced at them all, put his hands behind his back, and said, “There used to be a great being who predicted the future for the Hall of Ascension, and said that there would be a peerless powerhouse in the Hall of Ascension. The price of the existence of a position is that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will die!”

“Before, I was very convinced, but after seeing you, I have changed my previous views. I think you all have the opportunity to become that peerless powerhouse!”

What Zhen Ling said was sincere, making everyone’s eyes look full of yearning.

Who doesn’t want to be a peerless powerhouse.

As for the one who succeeds, ten thousand bones are withered, and it is not himself who is withered.

“Here, I wish you all the best, your realm soars, return to Qishen Temple as soon as possible, return to your hometown, and save the long river of time and space!” Zhenling waved his hand and directly summoned a jar of wine.

In front of everyone, a bowl also appeared.

Drinks come by themselves.

Everyone took the bowl and looked at Zhenling with hot eyes.

“Done!” Zhen Ling directly lifted the jar and drank it in one gulp.

Everyone did not hesitate, and they all drank.

Jian Wushuang grinned, only to feel that this wine was extremely spicy, not only did it not help the divine body, but it also made him dizzy.

Obviously not a good wine.

Even the farewell wine, isn’t the real spirit willing to take out some good ones?

Just when Jian Wushuang complained in his heart, a mirror-like mirror rose up in his mind, and then his body returned to normal.

In the mirror, the face of the true spirit appeared!