Chapter 4941?

That kind of supreme majesty was so severe and cold that Jian Wushuang had some doubts about what actually lived here.

"The so-called imperial city can be titled with the word emperor. Could there be an emperor living here?"

Jian Wushuang was a little surprised, but soon he denied himself.

Even if Zhenwuyang surpasses Bajue Wushuang again, it should be impossible to exile another emperor in this boundless sea.

You must know that Jian Wushuang is accompanied by the true shadow of the three emperors. They are all broken with the emperor's body of Zhenwu Yang, and they have not been captured.

It is enough to see that an emperor can be killed by another emperor, but not captured, or banished.

But when the two third-rank Dayan Immortals guarding outside the Emperor's Gate called Bian Ziyuan the Great Heavenly Official, they still made Jian Wushuang suspicious.

The so-called celestial officials are the titles that exist depending on the lineage of the emperor.

Only the lineage of emperors can have the seat of heavenly officials.

Take the lineage of Emperor Zhenwuyang, who controls the entire Great Division.

There are seven emperors under the throne of Zhenwuyang, and under each emperor there are strictly one big heaven official and ten small heaven officials, and they cannot be exceeded.

As for the emperor's seat, there is only one big heaven official, and there is no limit to the small heaven official.

The importance of the seat of the Great Heavenly Official is even more important than the importance of a great companion who has been close to him since childhood and has grown up with him.

In this way, it is enough to show that once there are big heaven officials and small heaven officials, it means the emergence of the emperor's lineage.

Because they only serve the emperor and the emperor.

Bian Ziyuan is known as the Great Heavenly Official, which means that in this imperial city, it is very likely that there is a lineage of emperors.

Jian Wushuang thought so, and couldn't help being a little dignified.

Soon, everything that caught his eye made him even more dignified.

I saw countless immortal bones piled up, forming an avenue to the sky, extending into the unknown mist.

And at the end of the fog, the outline of a huge but magnificent temple loomed.

This scene is too shocking and terrifying.

Let Jian Wushuang begin to believe that there must be some kind of terrifying existence in it.

"Since the hands and feet have grown out, then let's go by yourself. I advise you to enter this imperial city, but don't think about how to escape, or the bones under your feet will be your fate."

Withdrawing the power-enhancing chains on Jian Wushuang's immortal body, Bian Ziyuan reminded him coldly, then walked at the forefront and walked towards the giant hall.

Jian Wushuang turned his wrist, glanced at him coldly, and then looked around.

This entire imperial city seems to be shrouded in mysterious clouds, and there is an unreal feeling. It seems that there is no other real thing except the White Bone Avenue under the feet.

After regaining his concentration, Jian Wushuang looked at the giant hall shrouded in clouds and smoke and walked slowly forward.

The White Bone Avenue is 99,900 zhang, and it was not until the last step that Jian Wushuang looked at the huge hall in front of him with a complicated expression.

The White Bone Avenue behind him is 99,900 zhang in total, each zhang is made of immortal bones, and every immortal bone is the corpse of Yanxian, without exception.

In other words, just this avenue of bones was made of countless corpses of Yanxian.

What is the origin of this palace master, and would do such a shocking thing?

And there is a strange thing that makes Jian Wushuang a little puzzled.

There is a huge plaque in front of the huge hall in front of him, and three big characters are engraved on the plaque.

But these three big characters are extremely weird, because the shape of the characters cannot be seen from any direction.

However, Jian Wushuang soon realized that the strange big characters on the plaque were not intentionally written like this, but appeared to be the same as those reflected in the mirror.

With this idea, he quickly rehearsed it in his mind, and then completely understood.

The three strange characters on the plaque of the Senran Giant Hall were actually reflected by mirror reflections.

Jian Wushuang corrected it in his mind, and found that the three words were somewhat familiar.

"Ziyan Palace."

Standing in front of the gate of the giant hall, Bian Ziyuan turned his head lightly, 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 door of the temple, which had been covered in dust for countless years, was slowly opened, and a unique and ethereal fragrance also floated out from the temple.

Then, Bian Ziyuan walked into the hall.

As he entered, there were whispers on both sides of the dark hall.

"I have seen the Great Heavenly Official..."

Although Jian Wushuang did not want to step into the hall, he had no choice but to step into it.

As he stepped in, the giant gate of the Heavenly Temple behind him closed suddenly.

The originally dimly lit giant hall also lit up.

On the mountain and sea pillars on both sides of the hall, nearly a hundred sky lanterns slowly light up.

As the sky lanterns lit up, people in black robes began to walk out from both sides of the hall.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were dignified, and each of these black-robed men walking towards him had at least the strength of a rank three Great Evolution Immortal.

If once shot, I am afraid it will be extremely not optimistic.

Looking at the black-robed Dayan immortals approaching, he has secretly used his power to prepare to fight.

At this moment, Bian Ziyuan stopped, turned around slowly, and said in a low voice, "Back off!"

As the voice fell, the black-robed Dayan Immortals who had already surrounded Jian Wushuang, retreated like a tide.

Glancing at him again, Bian Ziyuan continued to walk deep into the giant hall.

Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and after taking a look around the hidden crisis, he stopped and walked slowly.

"His Royal Highness, I have brought him to you."

Bian Ziyuan stopped, bowed slightly, facing the dark depths of the hall and said.

Immediately afterwards, a faint voice with doubts sounded, "Ziyuan, are you here?"

Soon, a thin figure walked out from the depths of the temple, walking in a hurry.

"Ziyuan, is that you?"

The slender figure was wearing a gray and white court dress, and his face was like a crown jade, but it was extremely pale.

After Bian Ziyuan saw the visitor, he nodded again, "Go back to His Highness, it's me, and I brought him to you as well."

The young man called His Highness then turned his gaze to Jian Wushuang.

For some reason, Jian Wushuang looked at him with an inexplicable familiar feeling.

"It's him, a mere immortal, who killed seven great immortals under my seat?" The young man couldn't believe it.

Bian Ziyuan then said, "Your Highness, yes, he is indeed the only one who crossed the border to kill Dayan Immortal, but not only seven, but eleven."

"What? Eleven?!" The young man was shocked, "But he's obviously just a Yanxian!"

Bian Ziyuan's mouth twitched a little when he heard that. Indeed, such a record is too incredible for a Yanxian.