Chapter 4712? World Tree

Moreover, Jian Wushuang is also very curious, how does this so-called son Jiu have such a large amount of energy?

You must know that this is not a team that invites guests to dinner, and can be formed by anyone who comes here. It is an army of fifteen immortals and more than a thousand ancestors.

To be able to pull such a team, it seems that he is determined to kill his brother.

It's no wonder that the little emperor said ruthlessly in his sleep to kill Young Master Jiu.

If it wasn't for Jian Wushuang, he would be doomed, and he would have died in Jingchuan.

But without Jian Wushuang, he wouldn't necessarily go to Jingchuan, and none of this would happen.

"Are you so sure that this is what his second disciple, Young Master Jiu, did?" Jian Wushuang asked again.

Chen Qing frowned, then shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not sure, but there is a big suspicion. After all, after the little emperor took this position, the seven young masters began to fight."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and then said in surprise, "Wait, Seventh Young Master?"

Chen Qing nodded, "There are seven sons under the throne of Emperor Zhenwuyang, namely, Gongziyan, Gongziju, Gongziyu, Gongziqian, Gongzimo, Gongzihua, and Gongzilin. These seven are."

"And the little emperor's name is Young Master Yan, and he is also the eldest brother of the other six sons."

Jian Wushuang listened to Chen Qing's detailed explanation, nodded, and looked at the little emperor who was still in a coma while leaning on the deck not far away. Sure enough, the big brother is not good.

He knew that there must be a reason for this, and at the same time recalled the conditions he was forced to agree to in the bronze hall.

The first condition is to help him ascend to the throne, and it must be within seventy years.

But when he thought of the young masters who had not yet met, and felt the terrible means, Jian Wushuang felt a big head inexplicably.

"Why did they kill the little emperor?" Although he knew in his heart that the little emperor was not a good person, Jian Wushuang still asked curiously.

A wry smile appeared on Chen Qing's face again, "This, I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient to say, the things involved are more secretive and complicated."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and just as he was about to respond, the thin purple robe walked over slowly, as if there was no joy or sorrow on his old cheeks for a moment.

"There is nothing inconvenient to say. You have rescued the little emperor many times, and you should know some secrets." The thin purple robe said softly.

"Young Master Yan died at a young age, his foundation was destroyed, and he could no longer practice cultivation, but his emperor, the Emperor Zhenwuyang, was very fond of him, and because he was the eldest son, he finally let him sit on the position of the little emperor, but one after another, he was born. The six sons, all of them are amazingly talented, and they all have great momentum, so naturally they won't believe in the little emperor."

"Being a small emperor means that the entire heaven and heaven are tilted, and all resources are tilted."

"As a result, the inevitable battle has continued to this day."

After listening to the brief description of the thin purple robe, Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly, it turned out that he was involved in such a chaotic matter, I don't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

At the same time, he was also keenly aware that the appearance of the skinny purple robe who was holding back must be the most secret thing hidden.

However, Jian Wushuang didn't want to ask any more questions. In his opinion, he didn't have too much ties with Xiaodijun and others now, so it would be meaningless to investigate too deeply.

Leaving from the broken Jingchuan Tianyu, Jian Wushuang and others did not return along the previous giant sea, but left in another direction.

After all, if there is another existence under the giant sea that is even more terrifying than the giant sea Tianzhang, it will really be a big trouble.

Under the control of the thin purple robe, the giant ship floated in the vast void of power and shuttled fast, and it took a whole time twice as fast as before to return to the six-day realm.

This made Jian Wushuang scolded the little emperor again in his heart.

Returning to the six-day realm, this great voyage will be completely over in less than ten years, but the bizarre twists and turns experienced in it still give Jian Wushuang a preliminary understanding of this great evolution.

Just a corner of the sky is so terrifying and terrifying, but this is just a small chestnut of Dayanhuan. He can't think of what will happen later, and he can only take a step by step.

After returning to the six-day realm, the skinny Zipao and Chen Qing kept holding the little emperor back to Dagutian.

Although Xiao Gutian and Da Gutian were given to Jian Wushuang by him, Jian Wushuang has never been there once.

A layer of warm water barrier was swayed open, and Jian Wushuang and Chunqiu also entered it.

Looking into it, I saw that I had entered an untouched primitive green forest, and the rich and extremely emerald green was the main color of this entire Dagutian.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants bloomed on the earth, and the breath of life in the wild forest, which was almost thousands of meters high, was extremely rich.

This is not the most shocking place, but in the center of this big lonely sky, stands a giant tree like a giant pillar.

The sturdy main branches are so wide that they are geometrically wide, and the dark green canopy above the head is like a cloud that covers almost the entire sky of Dagutian.

It seems that the entire ecosystem of Dagutian is like this giant tree.

The thin, purple-robed old man headed by hugged the unconscious little emperor and swept away towards the canopy of the giant tree.

"Brother Jian, please come with us." Chen Qing bowed his hands slightly, then stepped down, and his figure galloped forward.

Looking at the giant tree in front of him, Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate, and after his footsteps, he flew towards it.

As soon as he stepped on the cloudy layer of cloudy force, there was a soft touch under his feet, and Jian Wushuang looked around again before slowly stepping forward.

On the canopy of this giant tree, there is a more elegant warm pavilion.

Chunqiu is reluctant to enter it, so it is convenient for Jian Wushuang to wait outside the Nuan Pavilion.

Strolling into this warm pavilion, I saw a bed in the center of which I don't know what material it was made of.

The little emperor was placed on the top, and his face became much calmer, and the cold sweat on his temples stopped the gushing out.

If you look closely, you can see that countless powerful life breaths like threads all gathered in the air into the bed, and then constantly nourished and repaired his body.

Jian Wushuang guessed that this special bed should have an inseparable relationship with the world tree of Da Gutian.

Seeing that Xiao Dijun's expression gradually stabilized, Chen Qing and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Wushuang saw this situation, and after staying for a while, he slowly left the warm pavilion.

Outside the warm pavilion, Chunqiu was alone, staring at this side in a trance. When he saw him come out, he retracted his thoughts and greeted with a forced smile, "Brother Jian."

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