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Chapter 4703: The Monarch Helps

The surging sword intent did not achieve the desired effect. After it was all thrown into his mouth, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any ripples.

At the same time, a terrifying suction force surged up and enveloped Jian Wushuang.

He only felt the uncontrollable flow of energy in his body, and at the same time, the skin of his divine body was aging rapidly.

He's devouring!

However, it was too late, and Jian Wushuang could not escape.

The bald arhat was laughing wildly, his belly was as big as a bucket, and he swallowed the whole whale directly into his belly.

When the last ray of brilliance disappeared completely, the whole process took only a few dozen breaths, and uncontrollable excitement appeared on his two faces.

As long as it is swallowed by him, even Yanxian will never be able to escape.

The bald arhat was already in ecstasy, and he could begin to imagine what it would be like when he took that step completely.

When he thought of this, the bald arhat stopped staying and flew directly towards the eight-armed glaring man.

Sitting upright with his eight arms raised above his head again, he glanced coldly at the few people who were struggling to resist on the ground, then closed his eyes and began to digest.

His top priority right now is to take that step completely!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang, dressed in black robe, entered a strange space.

All you can see is chaos and haze, and the ground beneath your feet is slightly damp.

If his guess is correct, the space he is currently in is the belly of the bald arhat.

Living in that chaotic and strange haze, the energy in his body was slowly peeling off, but there was no trace of worry on Jian Wushuang's face.

Even before, when the bald arhat had the idea of ​​​​devouring him, Jian Wushuang had already understood it clearly and used his trick to get into his belly.

If there were no Three Emperors around him, Jian Wushuang would not dare to be implicated so rashly, but it is different now.

Before the Three Emperors leave, they will be his biggest trump card.

To directly suppress this rather insidious Ancestor as much as possible, breaking through from the inside would be a good method.

Taking off the Boyang bottle from his waist, Jian Wushuang directly pulled out the cork.

Immediately afterwards, three figures scrambled to get out of the Boyang bottle.

"What the hell is this? It burned me to death."

"It's all my fault, you old man. You had nothing to do but sleep. Why did you blindly pour some kind of energy into it? It almost caused my emperor's beard to fall off!"

Seeing the three emperors scolding each other, Jian Wushuang felt dizzy again. This seemed to have become a fixed way for these three people to appear.

"Shut up, everyone, don't let yourself show off in front of my little friend." The double-eyed old man coughed, then took a step forward and said with a smile, "My little friend called the three of me to show up. Did you encounter any trouble again?"

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, he immediately raised his hand and told the Third Emperor everything that had happened before.

After finishing speaking, the Third Emperor turned his head and looked around.

"In other words, we are in that guy's belly now?"

"This guy's realm is pretty good. He's already close to reaching perfection at that point." The old man with double eyes stroked his beard.

The majestic old man snorted disdainfully, "It's a crooked way, something that can't be put on the stage. With such a state of mind, even if he continues to practice, he will never be able to become an emperor."

"It's a lot of nonsense. In this connection, how many people are as good as us, who can be lucky enough to ascend to the throne and create heaven and welcome the most talented people?" the tall, thin old man said arrogantly.

Surprisingly, this time the other two emperors did not refute, they all expressed agreement.

"..."

"Three seniors, do you have any way to severely injure this guy?" Jian Wushuang said with his hands raised.

After hearing this, the Third Emperor straightened his expression, and after looking around for a while, the tall and thin old man smiled proudly, "What's so difficult about this? This old boy's strength has reached the peak, but he has not been able to take that step, which shows that

There is a crack in his character, and as long as we find it, everything will be broken."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and then took the lead and walked forward.

And three old men in damaged imperial uniforms all lay on top of him, acting as guides.

As he walked forward in the darkness, he was blessed with the luck of the Three Emperors. The energy in his body never dissipated and began to show signs of recovery.

After clearing away the layers of fog, countless true souls of monks who had long been unconscious were floating in this strange space.

"What a rotten person. I'm sure that this old boy got all his evil skills from Zhen Wuyang." The tall, thin old man waved his hand in disgust, and at the same time, a ray of imperial glory wrapped around Jian Wushuang's body,

"Don't be tainted by these causes and effects."

The other two emperors nodded affirmatively and waved their hands to disperse the approaching true souls.

After completely dispelling these true souls, Jian Wushuang silently counted more than 90,000 steps in his heart before arriving at the place where the wind howled miserably.

There was a violent wind raging, but it didn't cause any serious problems to him.

The Third Emperor jumped down from behind Jian Wushuang and stood at the front.

"This should be that old boy's weakest point. It's your turn this time, Su He." The tall, thin old man said without squinting.

"It's as if this emperor has never done anything." The old man with double eyes curled his lips, and while speaking, he flicked his palm forward.

Immediately, an extremely complex palm pattern, carrying the Emperor's radiance, struck at the weakest point.

The strange world in this area suddenly trembled, and a shrill roar came from nowhere and resounded throughout the countryside.

Cracks emitting golden light began to appear.

The tall, thin old man and the majestic old man also set out at the same time, each raised their palms and waved, and two magnificent palm lines full of imperial glory were directed forward.

Combining the power of the three emperors, Wu Shen's radiance surges through and easily breaks through this strange world.

Although he had expected it, Jian Wushuang was secretly surprised by being so relaxed and freehand. That kind of irresistible aura appeared when the Three Emperors waved the imperial mark.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had killed one of the emperor's true shadow queens without hesitation when he was in Wanmutian, I am afraid that he would never have been able to leave Wanmutian alive.

That kind of unrivaled dominance, even if it is just the true shadow of the emperor, makes people's hearts tremble.

At the same time, the bald Arhat, who was sitting on the shoulders of Eight-Armed Angry Eyes to absorb Wu, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his belly.

With his navel as the center, a series of golden lines sprouted up, covering his entire belly almost instantly.

The next moment, it exploded directly!

The glow carrying billions of rays of light burst out, and the light reflected the entire whirling sky.

"No!" The bald Arhat said with difficulty. He wanted to escape at all costs, but his entire divine body had long been shattered, leaving only an ugly head.


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