Changfu's voice echoed in his mind, repeated over and over for a long time.
In the strong wind of the void, Jian Wushuang's shattered immortal body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within a few dozen breaths, it was completely repaired.
Nan Xuan, who was paralyzed in his arms, also opened his eyes at this moment and said in surprise, "No way, he is really not dead?"
Jian Wushuang nodded calmly. Long before taking action, in the conversation with Chang Fu, Chang Fu had told him in a secret voice that he had to fake death to avoid Young Master Jiu's entanglement.
This is also the reason why Jian Wushuang "died" so simply.
"It's too scary. How come there is such a thing in this big division?" Nan Xuan, who had come back from the dead, said with lingering fear.
This was the first time he had such close contact with the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal.
After ascending to Dayan Immortal, every turn was a chasm and an abyss. The oppression brought by the ninth turn to Nanxuan was simply impossible to resist.
This is why Nan Xuan is so surprised.
Because the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal could only exist in that Wanggu era.
In the end, the imperial struggle came to an end and all the immortals were exterminated.
"Some things cannot be explained clearly in a few words. All we can do now is leave."
Jian Wushuang said calmly, and he slowly stood up amidst the chaotic and violent void wind.
Nan Xuan also stood up and looked at his back with thoughtful eyes.
The Void Gangfeng can cause some damage to Yanxian, but for Dayanxian, it is no more than scratching an itch.
In order to prevent his own derivative power from being noticed, Jian Wushuang signaled Nan Xuan to suppress the derivative power, and then disappeared into the turbulence with the violent void wind.
"Little friend, where do you think we will be swept by this strong wind?"
"I'm not sure. Since Gangfeng is in the Great Midian, I think it should be inseparable from this range."
"Then won't we still be involved for quite a long time?"
"maybe."
…
Because the void was so shattered, the wind became even more violent, and there was no sign of any discipline.
Huge vortices were spinning in the broken void, and the stars were extinguishing.
These void winds can cause considerable damage to Yanxian, but the damage to Dayanxian is almost negligible.
However, due to the previous battle, under Chang Fu's finger, although Nan Xuan did not die, he still suffered some damage.
Now he couldn't release his Yan power to protect himself, so he soon passed out again.
As for Jian Wushuang and Void Gangfeng, they couldn't break his defense at all, not even if the immortal body didn't have the power to generate energy.
Therefore, he held Nan Xuan with one arm, like a swimming fish, swimming through the violent void wind.
Since Jian Wushuang didn't know much about Da Mi Tian, he could only walk to the dark side and let the wind of void carry him to any place.
Under such a battle, the outer heavens of Dmitian fell into chaos, the void was shattered, and all heaven planes were in turmoil.
Falling into the whirlpool of the strong wind, after an unknown period of time, Jian Wushuang felt that the strong wind tearing at his immortal body gradually dissipated, and the support of the ups and downs also disappeared.
It's like falling into boundless darkness, everything is dim.
But this unknown gloom only lasted for less than ten breaths, and then it suddenly became clear.
Jian Wushuang quietly opened his eyes.
The misty flowing clouds were reflected in his eyes, and even the unique crimson color of morning glow appeared.
This is a strange celestial plane!
…
"Elder brother, look, there is something in the sky!" "No, the sky has changed, the sky has changed!"
"Run quickly, I think the sky is about to fall..."
Amidst the noise, the chaotic sound of wading in the water continued to sound.
About forty or fifty naked men, carrying baskets on their backs, were running along the water bank.
They were all obviously aware of the strange changes in the sky and fled in a hurry.
At this time, the youngest and most immature disciple shouted anxiously, "Senior Brother, what should we do with our sword blanks..."
The strong man walking at the front turned around and said in a hurry, "Run! It's already this time. How can I care about this? Go back to see Master!"
Hearing this, the young disciple gritted his teeth and leaned over to pick up four or five sword blanks before quickly following the team.
Running wildly along the river bank, all the men looked at the sky with worry.
At this moment, countless fine cracks had appeared in the sky above their heads, and red fire clouds covered the entire sky.
Moreover, at the very center, a violent vortex began to surge, and it seemed that it might break at any time.
The next moment, the violent vortex seemed to have reached a critical point and began to collapse and shatter.
A red light pillar the size of ten thousand feet suddenly penetrated from the sky and illuminated the entire earth.
Everything you can see is filled with ethereal gilded meanings.
All the running men stopped and looked at this scene in disbelief.
They discovered that although the sky was shattered, the unbearable force did not destroy anything.
Moreover, these lights only existed for a moment, and then receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace.
"Is this a dream?" the strong man at the head said in a daze.
But soon, he discovered that this was not a dream at all, but actually happened.
Because although the sky has been repaired, the cracks that have not yet faded can still be seen.
At this time, the young disciple holding the sword in his arms exclaimed in a low voice, "Master, senior brother, look at the water!"
Following his finger, everyone looked towards the water.
I saw a figure hovering above the vast water.
A figure wearing plain clothes had a faint golden light flowing around him, carrying some indescribable powerful aura.
And he hugged a figure in black with his hands, hanging quietly above the water.
The leader of the strong man's pupils shrank, and he saw the powerful figure walking towards them.
Facing such a powerful figure, let alone confrontation, he couldn't even stand firmly.
All the strong men's expressions changed drastically and they kept retreating.
"Crash-"
Due to excessive nervousness, the young disciple who was holding several sword blanks slipped and fell into the water with both the sword blanks and himself.
The next moment, thousands of strands of light golden light quietly emerged from the water, and then lifted the young disciple out of the water.
"Junior brother!" The strong man was shocked and wanted to reach out to save him, but found that there was an invisible barrier separating them.
Just like that, thousands of radiant lights supported the young disciples and rushed towards the middle of the river.
"Little brother, I'm sorry to bother you, but where is this place?"
"This... is where my master lives, it's called Sancun Mountain..."
"Sancun Mountain?"
(End of chapter)