Legend of Swordsman - #4945 - Chapter 4945
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The supreme majesty is so severe and cold that Jian Wushuang has some doubts about what actually lives here.
“The so-called Emperor City, which can be named Emperor, is there one Emperor here?”
Jian Wushuang was a little surprised, but soon he denied himself.
Even if True Martial Yang passes Tyrant Wushuang again, he should be impossible to exile the other emperor in this endless sea.
Be aware that Jian Wushuang is accompanied by the true shadows of the three emperors. They are all shattered with the emperor body of True Martial, and they are not captured.
It can be seen that the emperor can be killed by another emperor, but he cannot be captured or banished.
However, when the two Three Revolutions Dayan Immortals guarding the Emperor Gate called Bian Ziyuan the Great Heaven Official, they still made Jian Wushuang suspicious.
The so-called celestial official is a collective term for titles that exist depending on the emperor’s lineage.
Only the emperor lineage will have the seat of Tianguan.
Take the example of True Martial Yangdijun lineage who controls the entire big division.
There are seven emperor sons under the True Martial sun seat, and each imperial son seat strictly has one big heaven official and ten small heaven officials, and they cannot be exceeded.
As for the seat of the emperor, there is only one of the great heavenly officials, while the small heavenly officials are not limited.
The importance of the seat of Da Tian Guan even surpasses the importance of one’s companion who has grown up next to the emperor since childhood.
In this way, it suffices to explain that once there are great heavenly officials and small heavenly officials, it means the appearance of emperor lineage.
Because they only serve the emperor and the emperor.
Bian Ziyuan is known as the Great Heaven Official, which means that in this Emperor City, there is probably an emperor lineage.
Jian Wushuang couldn’t help feeling a little serious as he thought.
Soon, everything that came into view made him more solemn.
I saw countless celestial bones intertwined, forming a Great Dao of Connecting Heaven, extending into the unknown mist.
At the end of the mist, a faintly discernible outline of a huge temple appeared.
This scene was so shocking and awe-inspiring that Jian Wushuang began to believe that there must be some terrifying existence in it.
“Since your hands and feet are growing out, then go by yourself. I advise you to enter this Emperor City, but don’t think about how to escape, otherwise the bones under your feet will be your fate Up.”
Retracting the Yanli chain on Jian Wushuang immortal physique, after Bian Ziyuan coldly reminded him, he walked in the forefront and walked towards the giant hall.
Jian Wushuang turned his wrist and glanced at him coldly, then looked towards all around.
This entire Emperor City seems to be shrouded in the clouds of Profound Mystery, with an unreal feeling. It seems that there is nothing real except the avenue of bones at the foot.
After condensing his mind, Jian Wushuang looked at the giant hall shrouded in clouds and walked slowly.
Bone Avenue has a total of ninety-nine hundred zhangs. Until the end of the First Step, Jian Wushuang has some complicated expressions and looked towards the giant hall in front of him.
The White Bone Avenue behind him totals ninety-nine hundred zhangs. Each zhang is made of immortal bones, and every immortal bone is the corpse of an immortal, without exception.
In other words, just this road of white bones was made up of countless corpses of the immortals.
Where did this Palace Lord come from, and would do such a shocking thing?
And there is another strange thing that makes Jian Wushuang a little puzzled.
There is a huge plaque in front of the giant hall in front of him with three large characters engraved on the plaque.
These three big characters are weird to the extreme, because they cannot be seen from any direction. Since they are not discernible, it is difficult to understand their meaning.
However, Jian Wushuang soon realized that the weird characters on the plaque were not deliberately written like this, but seemed to be reflected in the mirror image.
With this idea, he quickly rehearsed it in his mind, and then completely cleared the comprehension.
The three weird characters on the plaque of the Senran Giant Hall turned out to be reflected in mirror images.
Jian Wushuang corrects it in his mind and finds that the three words are somewhat familiar.
“Zi Yan Palace.”
Standing in front of the giant hall door, Bian Ziyuan turned his head faintly, glanced at Jian Wushuang who was still in a daze, and then waved his hand to push the hall door open.
It was as if the gate of the palace that had been sealed in the dust for countless years was slowly opened, and a unique misty fragrance also floated out of the palace.
After that, Bian Zi walked far into the hall.
As he entered, moaning moans came from both sides of the dark temple.
“I have seen the Great Heaven Official…”
Although Jian Wushuang didn’t want to step into the hall very much, he was unavoidable and had to step into it.
As he stepped in, the giant gate of the temple behind closed suddenly.
The previously dim giant hall also lights up.
On the mountain and sea pillars on both sides of the hall, there are nearly a hundred sky lanterns slowly lighting up.
Along with the lighting of the sky lanterns, one after another black robe began to walk out on both sides of the hall.
Jian Wushuang’s gaze is dignified. Each of these black robe people approaching him has at least the strength of Three Revolutions Dayan.
If you do, I am afraid it will be extremely optimistic.
Looking at the black robe Dayan immortals approaching in front of him, he has been secretly prepared to fight.
At this moment, Bian Ziyuan stopped and turned around slowly, with the voice said solemnly, “Back!”
With the falling of this voice, the black robe Dayan immortals who had surrounded Jian Wushuang round and round, retreated like a tide.
Looking at him again, Bian Ziyuan continued to walk deep into the giant hall.
Jian Wushuang secretly sighed in relief, and after taking a look at all around that hides the crisis, he stopped staying and moved forward slowly.
“Your Highness, I have brought him to you.”
Bian Ziyuan stopped and bowed slightly, facing the dim depths of the temple.
Immediately afterwards, a faint voice with doubts sounded, “Ziyuan, are you here?”
Soon, a somewhat thin figure walked out from the depths of the hall, hurriedly walking.
“Ziyuan, is it you?”
The thin figure wore a gray-white dress, with a crown-like face, but incredibly pale.
After Bian Ziyuan saw the visitor, he clicked nodded again, “Go back to your highness, it’s me, he and I brought you.”
This young man, called His Highness, then looked towards Jian Wushuang.
Bian Ziyuan was hearing this, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little. Indeed, such a record would be too unimaginable on a Yanxian.