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Chapter 4689

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Spring and Autumn's expression changed drastically. That supreme aura that connected heaven and earth definitely surpassed that of the Black Mountain Developing Immortal!

Jian Wushuang, on the other hand, was extremely calm. He looked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Brother, Brother Jian, I think we should leave quickly. I'm afraid this is not something we can deal with …" Spring and Autumn's voice trembled. They already had thoughts of retreating.

In his opinion, leaving might not necessarily lead to death, but staying would definitely lead to sudden death.

No matter how much he trusted Jian Wushuang, it was hard to imagine how they could fight this supreme aura with their Developing Force Realm restricted.

As the terrifying Developing Force Astral Wind wreaked havoc, the entire crimson sand wasteland transformed into that giant face!

Jian Wushuang and Spring and Autumn stood on the tip of the giant face's nose.

Two pitch-black eyes that were like the abyss were like a boundless black sea. Just one look would make one feel as if they had fallen into an abyss.

"Brother Jian, if we don't leave now, it will be too late." Cold sweat poured down Spring and Autumn's temples.

When Jian Wushuang heard this, he looked at him and said, "Don't tell me you still want to go back and be a prisoner of the galaxy?"

Spring and Autumn's body trembled. That extremely dark past surged into his heart again. Then, his gaze gradually became determined. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's take the risk!"

The crimson sand wasteland was sinking. On the giant face that had condensed, other than Jian Wushuang and Spring and Autumn, another figure formed like flowing sand.

It was a figure wearing a brocade imperial robe. Although the imperial robe was tattered, it could not hide his majestic appearance.

His dry hair was like withered grass, swaying left and right with the wind. The figure wearing the imperial robe was a tall and thin old man. His feet were bare, and he looked like an all-powerful imperial emperor.

However, the tall and thin old man's expression was extremely unfriendly. "Another one of Zhen Wuyang's lackeys? Who gave you the confidence to disturb this imperial emperor? "

Spring and Autumn carefully explained to Jian Wushuang in a low voice, "The Zhen Wuyang old man he mentioned is the imperial father of the young imperial emperor."

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and then drew out the Invisible Sword. Surging Sword Will swept out.

Even though he'd already advanced into the Derived Immortal Realm, his cultivation was firmly suppressed by the shackles. But fortunately, his Sword Dao wasn't suppressed, so Jian Wushuang was confident that he could go against a Derived Immortal!

It was obvious that the body of this tall and thin old man who called himself an Imperial Monarch had been damaged a long time ago, and this was only his True Soul.

If they really fought, Jian Wushuang was confident that he could escape unscathed even if it was difficult to win.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to purge the Ten Thousand Eyes Heavens today," Jian Wushuang said seriously.

The tall and skinny old man narrowed his eyes. "A brat who hasn't even grown a single hair dares to speak such arrogant words? Destroying all of you is as easy as flipping my hand. As the saying goes … "

Ignoring him, Jian Wushuang bent his body slightly, raised the invisible sword in his hand, and slashed at him.

Spring and Autumn also moved at the same time. With a wave of his hands, an octagonal talisman transformed into a Life Bound Puppet.

"How dare you humiliate an Imperial Monarch! You're courting death!" The tall and skinny old man roared angrily. Nearly a hundred pillars of crimson sand surged from behind him, like meridians deep in the earth's core, and rushed towards Jian Wushuang.

Heaven and earth trembled as cracks tore through the sky. It was incomparably hideous.

The pillars of crimson sand directly enveloped the two of them and began to devour them.

The tall and skinny old man rose high into the sky, sitting on an Emperor's throne condensed from crimson sand. He leisurely looked at the battle in the void ahead.

Even though Jian Wushuang's aura made the tall and skinny old man's heart palpitate, he was confident that in this crimson sand world, he was an indestructible existence. Even if Zhen Wuyang came, he still dared to fight!

The pillars of crimson sand intertwined, forming a circle. Jian Wushuang and Spring and Autumn were in it, and they could easily feel the Derivation Force in their bodies rapidly disappearing.

At the same time, the crimson sand was extremely mobile, and could easily absorb and destroy most attacks. It was extremely troublesome.

Another sword intent smashed out, but it only caused a crack in the crimson sand before quickly disappearing.

Seeing the encirclement tighten, Jian Wushuang no longer held back and stabbed out without any fancy moves.

Unparalleled Sword Dao, Star River Lake Sword Intent, first move, Star.

Sword intent soared into the sky, and an unparalleled treasure image condensed behind him, transforming into the most arrogant sword that slashed forward!

The hundred pillars of sword intent soared into the sky, directly exploding in the crimson sand encirclement.

The tall and skinny old man sitting on the Emperor's throne suddenly had a change in expression as he looked down in shock.

In the next moment, the entire sky exploded with the most shocking explosion.

The crimson sand, the flowing clouds, and the vast sky were all shattered at this moment!

Jian Wushuang withdrew his sword and stood there, looking straight at the sky.

"Good boy, you've successfully angered me!" Bristling with anger, the tall and skinny old man angrily smashed the Emperor's throne under him into pieces, transforming into a thick golden light that shot towards Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang coldly snorted and suddenly raised his left palm, not retreating at all as he met the attack.

At this moment, Spring and Autumn endured the numbness of his meridians and released a majestic expansion force!

"Rumble!"

The collision of the three extremely majestic expansion forces directly tore apart this small world.

Jian Wushuang took half a step back, quickly waving his palm to wipe away the dust that filled the sky. Only then did he see that the tall and skinny old man's shadow in the misty sky.

Spring and Autumn, who was at the side, spat out a big mouthful of dust, then looked left and right, "Where is he? Don't tell me he was smashed into nothingness?"

"He actually ran away, chase!" Jian Wushuang frowned, then directly leaped forward.

Spring and Autumn was stunned, then followed closely behind.

Far away from this small world of crimson sand, under the dusky sky, a slightly disheveled figure was fleeing in a hurry.

It was the tall and skinny old man who was full of arrogance and scolding the heavens and earth.

"Damn old man Zhen Wuyang, I've been dead for so many years, and you still don't intend to let me go. Just you wait, I'll go back and get reinforcements to kill all your lackeys first!"

Jian Wushuang's speed was extremely fast, almost in every breath, he could cross a hundred million miles of heaven and earth.

This was due to a minor magical power that he had comprehended when he first entered the Great Yan Huan by mistake and lay there for five hundred thousand years, called A Thought of Mountains and Rivers.

With a thought of the mortal heart, mountains and rivers would come.

Moreover, this minor magical power's consumption of energy was almost negligible. In the current situation, it had instead become an important skill for Jian Wushuang.

With the support of A Thought of Mountains and Rivers, almost in a few moments, he was close to the tall and skinny old man who was still fleeing in a sorry state.

And Spring and Autumn, also in a breath's time, could not see Jian Wushuang's figure.

Sensing the sudden sound of something breaking the air behind him, the tall and skinny old man subconsciously looked back. With one look, he was so frightened that his soul was scattered.

Unknowingly, Jian Wushuang had followed closely behind. The sharp invisible longsword in his hand was almost about to strike.

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