Chapter 4920? The Real Shadow of the Emperor Arrives

A guy who can even kill Dayan Immortal and even make all Yan Immortals bow their eyebrows.

There is nothing more pleasing than being besieged and suffering at this moment, and of being irretrievably lost.

Young Master Yu didn't even bother to wait and watch, this Cangyu Bell was so terrifying that even a rank nine Great Yanxian could not escape, let alone a small Yanxian?

The immortal body is collapsing, and the immortal body is disintegrating like a star, and it will never return.

At this moment, under the siege of the dark blue heaven, Jian Wushuang's consciousness has been blurred.

The immortal body is inevitably going to decline, even if he is still immortal, I am afraid that it will be silent for endless years.

Jian Wushuang wanted to contend against the Dao of Heaven, but found that everything was useless.

Even if he tried his best, he didn't have the slightest chance to destroy Cang Yu Zhong.

"Could it be that I just fell like this? But I am unwilling, unwilling!" Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red.

The divine blood flowing on his body is quickly repairing the dilapidated immortal body, and it seems to be contending with the way of heaven.

"Huh?" Gong Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the figure was actually fighting against Heaven!

"This, how is this possible?!" He was shocked, knowing that this Cangyu Bell could be overwhelmed even by a rank nine Dayan Immortal!

But soon, he relaxed again, and his heart palpitated at the same time.

Because Jian Wushuang only resisted for a moment, and then irresistibly declined.

And when Young Master Yu felt a little throbbing, it was simply unimaginable that a mere Yanxian could compete with Cang Yu Zhong.

Just when Gong Ziyu was about to learn about Jian Wushuang in advance, two shaky figures came from the void in the distance.

The leader is the little emperor, the luxury clothes on his body are already torn, and the exposed skin is full of wounds.

But at this moment, his eyes were full of the majesty of an emperor.

He glanced at Young Master Yu, and then walked towards the rapidly shrinking Cang Yu Bell.

Young Master Yu saw this,

Overjoyed, he never thought that the little emperor would actually throw himself into the net, saving him the trouble of searching.

"Your Highness, do you want us?" You Yanxian asked for his order.

However, Gong Ziyu waved his hand and looked arrogant, "I want to see what he does when he returns, and I will take him down later."

All Yanxian promised, all looked at this scene with half a smile.

The slender palm covered with divine blood was attached to the outer wall of Cangyu Bell. Looking at Jian Wushuang who was suffering in the bell, the little emperor tapped his fingers and tapped the outer wall lightly, "Wushuang, Wushuang."

Covered in blood, Jian Wushuang, who was about to fall, struggled to open his eyes. Looking at the figure outside Cang Yu Zhong, he secretly sighed.

"Listen to me," the little emperor said, sticking to the Cangyu Bell, "Take out the gold and jade ring I gave you earlier, and open it."

Jian Wushuang could hear his voice, but trying to move a finger at this time was tantamount to reaching the sky, let alone taking out the golden jade ring in his arms.

The little emperor outside Cangyu Bell also seemed to know his difficulties and began to feel at a loss.

But Young Master Yu, who was far away, heard that something was wrong, and he hurriedly issued an order, "Quick, hurry up and catch Young Master Yan together, don't let him talk!"

All Yanxian hurriedly set off to catch the little emperor.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang, who was about to perish, shattered his immortal body and stretched his palm into his arms with all his strength.

Even the ancient unknown way of heaven could not help but be shaken.

The golden jade ring was taken out, and a unique color appeared in the palm of Jian Wushuang's bones.

"ah!"

He roared furiously, his fingers pushed away the jade ring in the center of the golden jade ring.

In an instant, a more desolate and unknown heavenly atmosphere burst out from it, turning into hundreds of millions of tassels.

The appearance of that kind of breath made Jian Wushuang loosen, and the dark cyan Heavenly Dao bound around him collapsed directly.

Immediately afterwards, a supreme true shadow wearing a white shirt and looking like a star walked out of the golden jade ring.

At this moment, all Wanggu Heavenly Dao in the Cangyu Bell slumped to the ground and trembled.

He is like an ordinary person without any power, but there is some kind of prestige in his eyes.

And all Yanxian who saw this true shadow were so shocked that they almost lost their feet, and they all hurriedly knelt down in the void, and their immortal bodies shook.

Including Jian Wushuang, they were all shocked. What he never expected was that there was actually a real shadow of the real Wuyang Emperor in the golden jade ring that the little emperor gave him!

Moreover, this true shadow actually belongs to the true shadow of the real Wuyang Emperor at the peak period, full of contempt!

The already stupid Young Master Yu never imagined that a little Yanxian would actually hold a true shadow of his emperor in his hand.

This is simply unimaginable and unimaginable.

You know, there is no real shadow of the emperor even in his hands!

With the appearance of the real shadow of the real Wuyang Emperor at its peak and prosperous period, the Cangyu Bell began to whine. It could not bear the pressure of the Emperor at all!

The real shadow of Zhenwuyang in the middle-aged period seemed to include Wanyu with a faint doubt in his eyes at this moment. He looked at Cang Yuzhong's barrier, and then flicked it.

This Cangyu Bell, which contains the supreme heavenly way, is directly shattered!

The residue was scattered in the void, and soon disappeared.

Then, Zhenwuyang Zhenying looked at Jian Wushuang, who was dying, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction and uncertainty.

Finally, he said, "Are you, Yan'er?"

Jian Wushuang, who has no strength to speak, can't even shake his head, so he can only stare at him.

And the real Wuyang real shadow laughed, "Yes, my son Yan'er really has the appearance of an emperor. Although he is so embarrassed, it doesn't matter. If you are a father, no one will want to hurt you!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang was completely speechless, but it was only a one-sided relationship. The real shadow of Wuyang actually regarded him as the son of Yan. Could it be that their father and son did not recognize each other?

Just when Jian Wushuang's spiritual sense was released, Zhen Wuyang, who was full of anger, had already turned his gaze to the Yanxians who were all kneeling in the void.

"A group of ants, An dare to hurt my Yan'er!"

With a "thump", Young Master Yu knelt down in the void, and said in shock, "Father, it's me, I'm Yu'er, your third son!"

"Huh? The third son?" Zhen Wuyang's true shadow was directly puzzled, "I only have one son, Yan'er, why is there a third son?"

Young Master Yu knows that this is a terrible thing, and if he can't explain it clearly, I'm afraid he won't have a chance to leave here at all.

So he made a decisive decision, cut his wrist directly, and threw out the divine blood in the meridian, "If the emperor doesn't believe it, just check the child's divine blood."

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