Even his eldest sister Sha Qing and the Dayanxian monks who easily destroyed the Sand Demon Cave didn't have that kind of pressure.
The indescribable and breathtaking aura is as elusive as Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
Jian Wushuang did not guess what Cui Jing was thinking. He didn't hate this guy who was the last remaining person in the Sand Demon Cave and was also full of karma and mass murder, but he couldn't say he liked him.
"You are free and can go where you want to go." Jian Wushuang said quietly.
Cui Jing was startled when he heard this, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
The Sand Demon Cave was destroyed, and he was injured again. Where in this vast world could he find a place to stay?
He had nowhere to go, but he didn't dare to disobey Jian Wushuang, so he just stood there.
Chunqiu saw what Cui Jing was thinking, touched him without leaving a trace, and winked at him.
Cui Jingxin understood and hurriedly raised his head to look at Jian Wushuang, "Brother Jian, I can't go anywhere, can I just stay with you? From now on, you are the only one who will follow me."
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang did not agree to him, but just said, "We will make plans after your injury is recuperated. It is too early to say anything now."
After saying these words, Jian Wushuang no longer chased him away.
When Cui Jing heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Jian."
Taking one last look at the re-sealed former heaven, Jian Wushuang turned around, carrying four figures with him, and soon disappeared into the vast void.
This time during the battle to Beitian Xianzhou, Young Master Mo died, Beitian Xianzhou was destroyed, and the Heavenly Character Pattern Bone Armor that was about to be obtained also completely disappeared.
In fact, there are many doubts about this great turmoil in Beitian Xianzhou.
Ever since Jian Wushuang and others entered Xianzhou, there were mysterious top cultivators and Yanxian selling Black Mountain Crystals on the street.
Then the mysterious Seven Swordsmen appeared, completely disrupting the situation, and attempted to kill Young Master Mo in the Heavenly Palace of Xiaoxianzhou.
When Jian Wushuang couldn't figure it out the most, the beautiful woman Zheng Ying he saved during the voyage also cut off the head of Prince Mo with his sword at the last moment under the fusang tree, shattering his body.
Xianyuan.
In just a few days, an emperor's son died.
All the murderous intentions seemed to be coincidental, but also seemed to have been planned in advance.
There are so many clues that even Emperor Zhen Wuyang may have difficulty finding out the complexity of this situation.
But the only thing Jian Wushuang can be sure of now is that Zheng Ying is definitely not in the same group as those Seven Musketeers.
She is like a ghost, approaching with a strong purpose. Once she succeeds, she disappears completely without a trace.
But if they really weren't a group and they attacked Young Master Mo on the same night, it would be too much of a coincidence.
Now, only one of the Seven Musketeers is dead, that is, the heroic woman who disguised herself as a man. They were once hung together on the wall of the Sand Demon Cave, but now she has disappeared.
I am afraid that only by finding her can we find out what exactly happened in Beitian Xianzhou.
The Silver Bell Empress who wears bone armor with a sky pattern, the heroic woman who is one of the seven swordsmen, and Zheng Ying who chops off the head of Prince Mo.
Now these three people have all disappeared, adding a bit more mystery to the destroyed Beitian Xianzhou.
Even if the water surface is calm, no one knows what kind of undercurrent is stirring beneath the surface.
When I arrived, I was surrounded only by Chen Qing and Chun Qiu. When I returned, I was surrounded by Di Qing and Cui Jing.
Regarding the two guys who stayed with him, Jian Wushuang didn't know how to express his stance and could only maintain a wait-and-see attitude.
At this time, they were deep in the boundless void, with countless heavenly planes dotting the universe like stars.
However, these are only in the Great Si Domain, and for the entire unknown Dayan World, they are just a drop in the ocean, which is difficult to imagine.
After a brief thought, Jian Wushuang decided to return to the Six Heavens Realm.
No matter what, it is also the place where he currently lives, and it is also the place closest to the supreme heaven of the Great Si Region. Perhaps he can get more secrets about Wang Gu.
Jian Wushuang had already made a secret decision in his heart. After returning to the Six Heavens Realm to recuperate, he would try his best to search for the whereabouts of the Silver Bell Empress.
Then go to the so-called Tongtian Buddha Realm to see if you can resolve your own cause and effect and massacre.
Regarding the unknown Buddhist world that reaches the sky, Jian Wushuang felt that it was definitely not simple. The two Dayan immortals, Kongtong and Kongji, were both too murderous, and they didn't have the understanding of a monk at all.
‘Perhaps, there should be more monks like Kong Lun in the Tongtian Buddha Realm.’ Jian Wushuang said to himself in his heart.
Five figures shuttled through the void and continued to fly towards the vast void.
When I arrived, I carried a shoulder full of broken snow, and the sky and the earth were vast.
When I returned home, I had nothing in my hands, but it was like a giant stone, and it was silent.
Everyone who has achieved the status of Immortal Immortal has long avoided the mundane world, but with the wine barrel of Chen Qing here, they are destined to have a peaceful return journey.
After his various pleas, Cui Jing's eyes lit up, and he finally persuaded Jian Wushuang.
Then he stopped at a powerful plane and heaven to rest and drink.
This plane of heaven is infinitely vast, with dozens of continents distributed across it. It can be regarded as a super heaven within this large domain.
Moreover, it was not rare to see Yanxian in the past. There were Yanxian who still refused to cut off the world of mortals, just like Chen Qing, who kept company with wine in the lower world.
But after all, there are only a few Yanxian, and even top cultivators are not many.
I went down to this side of the sky, randomly found a restaurant on the mainland, and these five figures entered it.
Jars of aged wine were brought up one after another, containing more than 100,000 kilograms of wine.
Cui Jing, who had a similar odor with Chen Qing, began to fight with each other over wine.
Jian Wushuang, holding an exquisite amphorae in one hand, sat leaning against the window, looking at the street outside the window with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Di Qing, who was not interested in these aged wines, was secretly looking at the guy sitting opposite.
Di Qing always felt that he was carrying a lot of secrets, but he was also extremely clear and clean, with an unspeakable contradiction.
"Whatever, I have the Liucrow Heavenly Emperor's Mantra, and it won't be too late for me to leave." Di Qing thought, and then looked out the window leisurely.
He had been silent on the fusang tree for an unknown number of years and was full of curiosity about everything. If it weren't for the restraint of Jian Wushuang, he might have been impatient and wanted to destroy several heavens for fun.
Just when everyone was lazing around, the streets that were originally lined with many roofs suddenly disappeared, and then the sky became dark.
"Boom!"
Several extremely powerful auras dispersed and fell like dark clouds covering the sky.