Chapter 5106?

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Although it is impossible for the battle armor of the nine-turn Dayan Immortal to die so easily, the unparalleled swordsmanship can at least hit him hard.

Jian Wushuang slowly ascended to the void, and his eyes followed to the place where the battle armor fell.

The Immortal Bone Road has been damaged, and one of the potholes has reached the level of a bottomless abyss. Rao Shijian Wushuang can't check the situation.

With the Immortal Bone Road no longer shaking, everything returned to dead silence.

"No, is he really dead?"

Jian Wushuang was still a little reluctant to believe, and his figure gradually moved towards the pothole.

However, the next moment, the void suddenly became thick and stagnant, as if it had become a solid.

He was shocked, but his body could no longer move, as if there were millions of qi luck chains wrapped around him, making him unable to move at all.

Then, black smoke quietly rose from the pothole, covering the sky and the sun.

Accompanied by the black smoke, there is also a body that is as high as ten thousand feet.

A pair of true eyes is like two bloody suns in the sky, only filled with endless hatred and resentment.

"Despicable Yanxian, you will die for Zhen Wuyang today!" The battle armor roared, and then he stood up from the abyss and slashed at Jian Wushuang with a sword.

This sword is full of determination and chill.

Jian Wushuang, who was trapped in his figure, could not dodge at all, and could only watch the sword fall on his fairy body.

"Chila—"

Divine blood spurted out, and Jiutian Yixuan burst out with the most dazzling blue meaning, protecting his immortal body from being cut off.

However, this sword was a full-strength blow from the Rank Nine Dayan Immortal. Even if Jian Wushuang was not cut into two pieces, it still shattered his meridian inch by inch and turned him into a powder.

Jiutian Yixuan then dimmed, and Jian Wushuang, like a star that was about to go out, quickly retreated and fell.

The border barrier has been standing in the wilderness for countless years. Although it has been devastated, it still stands.

Right now, Jian Wushuang, who fell like a big sun and a star, slammed into the boundary barrier fiercely.

The boundary barrier is too vast and tolerant, even if the millions of heavenly planes are added together, they cannot be compared at all.

Naturally, Jian Wushuang slammed into the boundary barrier without causing much disturbance at all.

After the sound of "Boom", after a trace was knocked out of the boundary barrier, Jian Wushuang, who had passed out, fell under the boundary barrier, and happened to fall in the center of the crack in the boundary barrier.

Surrounded by dragon-like thunder and lightning, and the battle armor figure of black smoke slowly got up, and then walked towards the boundary barrier.

He came to the crack in the boundary barrier and saw that Jian Wushuang, whose immortal body was not broken, raised doubts in his heart.

But soon, he directly waved his arm, and the endless wind portable wrapped Jian Wushuang and blew into the endless wilderness beyond the boundary barrier.

Within the boundary barrier, it belongs to the scope of the Great Division, while outside the boundary is the real Great Wilderness.

Even Dayan Immortals who are not strong-willed will get lost when they set foot in the Great Wilderness!

That is a real forbidden place for one party, and no Yanxian has set foot in it, except for some specific existences.

Jian Wushuang, who had passed out, naturally couldn't notice where he was now, collapsed in the thick dust and motionless.

The battle armor roared in a dull roar, as if venting the resentment left in the ancient times.

He raised his head and stared closely at the magnificent and vast border barrier, as if trying to identify where it was.

"Here, where is it, why am I here? Is my heaven really broken?"

As if the voice from the ancient times was full of grief, the violence had disappeared.

The shape of the battle armor is not as terrifying as before, and there is only confusion in his eyes, and he walks aimlessly on this immortal bone road.

On the other side, Jian Wushuang, who had passed out in the great wasteland outside the boundary barrier, was gently picked up by a pair of palms at this moment.

"Master, look here,

There is actually a Yanxian in the Great Wilderness. "The still childish voice resounded in the thick dust.

Immediately afterwards, a dull but majestic voice resounded, "Hurry up and throw it away, it must be a corpse that has long been lost here."

"No, Master, he's still alive, I hear his heartbeat."

"What, you are still alive, how is this possible?"

With the noisy sound, a total of six vajra-like figures appeared in the dust.

These six vajra-like figures are all dressed in plain monk robes, and they are arrogant when they are not angry.

And in the center of these six figures, there is a little novice with red lips and white teeth, with a rather smart brow.

At this moment, the little novice was full of anxiety, and wrapped his thin arms around a figure dripping with divine blood, not caring at all that the falling divine blood would wet his monk robes.

"Masters, save him quickly, I think he can still save it." The little novice looked at the crowd and said anxiously.

And the six-path vajra-like figure, looking at each other, all have a look of difficulty.

They set foot in the Great Wilderness, walked out of the Great Wilderness, and saw countless major crises. Now they have gone through all kinds of obstacles and walked out of the Great Wilderness, but they have encountered such strange things and have to be vigilant.

Among these figures, the most stable and elderly monk frowned slightly, as if hesitating for something.

No Yanxian, not even Dayanxian, was able to survive in the Great Wilderness after being hit so badly.

And it seems that this young Yanxian, who passed out, seems to have just experienced a desperate battle, and it is very likely that he is the source of danger.

All kinds of worries had to make the monks hesitate.

At this time, the little novice became anxious, "Didn't you usually say that you want to devote yourself to kindness, why are you hesitating now?"

"Dedicating yourself to kindness also depends on the situation. Huiqing, you are still young and don't understand this," said a rough-faced monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"I'm not young, I've been listening to sermons for 30 million years just under the mulberry tree," the little novice argued angrily. Because we don't know him?"

The prudent and aged monk, who had never spoken, said helplessly, "Okay, Huiqing, calm down, we'll save you."

The little novice nodded quickly, "Well, Hui Qing thanked Master."

After deciding to come to the rescue, the six monks gathered together.

The little novice hurriedly lifted up Jian Wushuang, who was still unconscious in his arms, and placed it in front of the six monk heads.

They looked at each other and then shot together.

One after another, Huamang with boundless luck appeared, shrouded in Jian Wushuang's body one after another.

Obscure and incomprehensible ciphertext began to appear and slowly rotated.