Son-in-law Dan Zun

Inside the palace, the light shines!

In an instant, there was endless sword light flashing, revealing an icy killing, and screamed loudly.

"Luo...Luo Wushu, calm down!"

Everyone looked terrified, and their eyes were full of deep fear.

At this moment, whether it is the champion king or Lei Wuji, it is no longer a posture of eating Luo Wushu.

They don't understand why Luo Wushu is so crazy.

Didn't he say that he is a person of extreme love and righteousness?

Rather than undoubtedly dying himself, why didn't he use his own death in exchange for the completeness of the people behind him?

They are puzzled!

"kill!"

Luo Wushu uttered an indifferent voice, and the endless sword light trembled at this moment and fell down.

An invisible sword intent roared, and the terrible fluctuations made people look disillusioned.

"No..." There was a desperate voice.

Whether it is the rest of the Tianjiao, or the champions and other leaders, they only feel that they are incomparably small.

That blood-stained white figure, like a peerless sword god, can kill everything with a single sword.

When facing death, everyone tore through the usual disguise, revealing a cowardly side.

Panic, fear, filled his face.

No one is not afraid of death, and being the proud son of the heavens among the forces of the East China Sea Realm, it is extremely pitiful.

If they knew that entering the land of Jian Wushuang's fall, it would be such a scene, they would rather give up this so-called inheritance.

If they knew that Luo Wushu was such an unstable factor, they would definitely put it to death at all costs.

Living is everything!

However, there is no if...

However, they did not give up resistance.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the halberd shone out.

The sky is full of flames, sweeping forward.

Various offensives emerged one after another, swept out, resisting the sword light coming from the killing.

"Boom!"

The terrible collision sounded resoundingly, and the aftermath of waves of destruction swept through the palace, causing the palace to be plunged into violent tremors.

However, after Luo Wushu urged the power of the big formation to the extreme, these people looked a little bit stubborn and resisted no matter how hard they tried.

Soon, the palace returned to calm, only an unusually strong smell of blood permeated.

Luo Wushu's figure stood there, seemingly dazed, motionless.

No one knows what he is thinking.

It seemed that after a long time, the silence was broken by a cold voice.

"Why are you letting me go?"

This voice naturally came from Han Ziyao.

She is the only survivor.

Of course, it's not about pitying and cherishing jade, besides thinking that she shouldn't die, there are other uses.

Luo Wushu raised his eyes and looked at Han Ziyao's beautiful face, "Do you want to see, what exactly did Jian Wushuang leave behind?"

"Why?" Han Ziyao said again. Although she looked calm, she was puzzled in her beautiful eyes.

Why didn't Luo Wushu kill her?

Of course she would not think that Luo Wushu would be any good, and there was no reason to let her go.

So, what could it be?

Do you like her face?

However, Luo Wushu did not look like such a superficial person.

"After a while, you will know!" Luo Wushu said.

After speaking, his figure walked directly towards the ice coffin.

Looking at Luo Wushu's back, Han Ziyao shook her head in confusion, and then followed.

The worst is not to die here, what else is there to be afraid of!

Of course, if Luo Wushu wanted to do something wrong with her, she would rather die than let her succeed.

The icy chill hits his face.

Luo Wushu waved his hand and opened the ice coffin. Suddenly, a corpse was exposed.

It was a frozen corpse.

There was not much on the corpse, only a storage ring was suspended there.

Obviously, everything Jian Wushuang left behind in the storage ring.

Luo Wushu took the storage ring, and his consciousness entered it, searching for the contents of the storage ring.

Immediately, his figure was taken aback for a moment.

Among them, there is not as much storage as Luo Wushu expected.

On the contrary, the storage ring appeared to be very empty, and there was not much at all.

A sword, a black stone, two ancient books, and a piece of parchment.

That sword was a purple long sword, thin as a cicada wing, but extremely sharp, as if it could easily cut space.

"Magic weapon!" Luo Wushu was not surprised by this.

Jian Wushuang is a powerhouse in the Dao Tribulation Realm, and the saber he uses is naturally not bad.

As far as Luo Wushu is today, it is already precious.

"Huh?" Luo Wushu's gaze suddenly condensed, and all his attention fell on the black stone.

From above the black stone, Luo Wushu felt an obvious spatial fluctuation.

Being able to be placed here by Jian Wushuang alone is enough to illustrate the extraordinaryness of this black stone.

However, Yiluo had no vision of the book.

He couldn't even see what this black stone was.

Once the number one alchemist in the heavens, Luo Wushu's vision is naturally beyond doubt.

There are absolutely few things in this world that he can't recognize.

Luo Wushu looked at Heishi for a moment, then turned his attention to the ancient book.

Consciousness intruded into one of the ancient books called "Wushuang Sword Art".

Suddenly, there was a stream of information coming into Luo Wushu's mind.

"This seat is Jian Wushuang, he has a sword in his hand, Jian Wushuang is the eternal Wushuang."

"However, because of being too dazzling, this seat was tragically envied by the sky and was severely hit by the siege."

"Because of that heavy injury, it hurt the foundation, making it difficult for me to survive for the rest of my life, and there is no hope of revenge."

Jian Wushuang's voice was filled with unwillingness.

"It's as dazzling as me, how can it fall like stars, and it can no longer shine."

"Therefore, I protect my internal organs with my water spirit, and I freeze my body with nine-yin profound ice, keeping the few vitality in my body without dying."

"Just so that one day, the king can return."

Luo Wushu looked at the frozen figure carefully, his eyes showed a different color, and sure enough, Jian Wushuang had a touch of vitality.

However, the vitality is very weak, and it is difficult to find without paying attention.

"People who are destined, you can walk here, it is enough to show your excellence."

"Therefore, I hope that when you get the opportunity I left behind, you can also promise me a request."

"This black stone is my unexpected result in a mysterious place."

"Although I don't know what it is, it must be extremely extraordinary. In addition to the extraordinary power of space, it also hides a small space that can just accommodate this ice coffin of mine."

"I hope you, take my ice coffin with you, and study the "Spirit Array"."

"One day, when the spirit formations have achieved something together, they will go to that mysterious place for me, get something for me, and reshape Daoji."

While listening to Jian Wushuang's words, Luo Wushu flipped through another volume of ancient books called "Lingzhen Scrolls".

turn out to be!

This "Spirit Formation Scroll" was stolen by Jian Wushuang from a force called the Spirit Formation Sect.

Just to be able to go to the depths of that mysterious place.

However, in order to steal the ancient scrolls of the spirit formation, he, who had been wounded by the foundation, was besieged by the spirit formation sect, and finally tried everything before he escaped to heaven.

In the end, he fled back to this unknown island.

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