Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4816: The imprisoned Dayan Immortal

And the existence of this ancient power is most likely that Zhen Wuyang had sealed up with Zhen Wuyang when he opened up a large division.

Xi Qing Chi squatted behind Jian Wushuang, staring at the beautiful eyes in horror and looking around.

"Emperor? Emperor, why don’t you speak?"

The voice that can deter the truth, but very cautious, shows a sense of surrender.

Jian Wushuang, who was also nervous at first, calmed down, because he heard the respectful, mellow feeling from that voice, and he was by no means a treacherous villain.

"Wushuang, leave this place quickly." Di Qing said cautiously.

Jian Wushuang looked at him, and then said, "No hurry, let's wait here for a while."

After he finished, he walked slowly.

"Wait for me." Xiqing Chi quickly followed, fearing that he would fall behind by half a point.

Ti Qingqing frowned, and eventually followed without saying a word.

The reason why Jian Wushuang did not leave, but moved forward slowly, was because the sound of the call gave him an inexplicable and intimate feeling.

The more you move forward, the clearer your voice becomes.

"Secretary, see the emperor!"

An ancient scream seems to be coming from the heart of the earth, respectful and pious.

Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and then he looked at the rugged mountain rocks under his feet. The voices clearly came from the heart of the earth.

For a moment of silence, he said, "You, I am just a passer-by, not your emperor."

The voices disappeared, and then resounded again, "It is impossible, your whole body has the breath of an emperor, how could it not be a subject emperor?"

"Don’t you want to give up your princes?"

The voice suddenly felt sad and lonely.

"I'm really not your emperor, I'm just a passer-by who didn't intend to break into here." Jian Wushuang was helpless, and he also asked, "What is your emperor's name?"

These voices suddenly became alert again, "Are you guys, Zhenwuyang's seated eagle dog?"

Jian Wushuang responded, "No, rest assured."

The voice was silent for a moment, and finally said, "The real name of the emperor is the six emperors."

My heart is moving like a thunderous explosion.

Is the name of the emperor of the Six Crows, not the master of the former Heavenly Court who had previously entered into Wushuang and other people!

The real name of the emperor cannot be repeated. In combination with the excitement of these previous voices and piety, they were absolutely the princes of the six crow emperors.

It’s just that it’s too coincidental...

A heaven that you didn’t intend to enter. The power sealed in it was actually related to the Six Crow Emperors.

"Since you say you are a passer-by, why do you have the breath of Emperor Six Crow?"

Jian Wushuang heard and said, "A sentence or two are unclear about this matter. Please show up."

The world is still, for a long time, the voice sighed, "It’s not that we don’t want to show up, we are really weak, our fairy source is imprisoned by the eagle dog under the true Wuyang seat, and the fairy body is bound, unable to Moved halfway."

The sword moves without any intention, and through those sound-making directions, he has determined that the place where they are imprisoned is in the divine peak directly in front of him.

He flew straight across, facing the Shenfeng, palms and fingers like a sword, rising with thousands of sword intentions, carrying the momentum to cut off the Shenfeng.

"Boom!"

The whole Shenfeng is divided into two, and at the same time Jian Wushuang releases the sword intention one after another, like carving, constantly cutting Shenfeng.

In the end, only a pedestal of thousands of feet remained in the entire Shenfeng Peak.

Then, he waved his hands and the stone chips kept peeling off, eventually revealing a chain of thick and long dragons.

There are thousands of chains, and at the end of the chains, there are eighteen bodies trapped.

The clothes on them are already broken, and the trapped limbs are twisted in a rather strange posture, obviously they are broken.

This is a total of eighteen figures, which are printed in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

Xi Qing Chi covered his mouth with his hands, afraid to make a sound.

Tiqing is also frowning, always alert.

Eighteen bodies, eighteen Daxian immortals.

It's just that they are so miserable, it still makes Jian Wushuang unexpected.

In the face of such a huge movement, these eighteen bodies are naturally aware, but they are all at a loss. No one looks at Jian Wushuang, as if there is no such thing as being a sword Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang looked at them and quickly found out why.

The eighteen great Yanxian, all their eyes have been dug out, only empty eyes, naturally can not see the outside world.

The old man with long eyebrows led by "Are you still there?" asked cautiously.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "I'm here."

"Since this is the case, can you tell me why you have the breath of the Six Crow Emperor?"

"Naturally can tell," Jian Wushuang had no intention of concealing it, but even if he had inadvertently entered the Heavenly Court of the Six Crow Emperor, and how to gain the perception of the Six Crow Emperor, he spoke to them carefully.

Chen Qing is cautious and directly releases her strength. She wraps up the wash basin with her ears ready to listen to ensure that the words of Wushuang Mushuang are not heard by anyone other than them.

After all, these things are life-or-death matters, and if they come out, the consequences will be catastrophic.

Time goes by.

When Jian Wushuang's voice finally stopped, everything was silent.

The eighteen Dayan Immortals were silent, as if their hearts were dead.

Because their eyes were dug out, they naturally couldn’t cry in sorrow, but just sluggish.

In the end, the old man with long eyebrows asked in a loud voice, "Are you all dead?"

"Yes, there is no Yanxian, Dayanxian, and survive."

Jian Wushuang's words are like a sharp knife, cutting them fiercely.

Slow down his head slowly, the old man with long eyebrows mourned, "The servants are incompetent, and ultimately failed to protect the heaven and protect the emperor."

The practice has been tempered all the way to this day, making Jian Wushuang like a rock, but a complete state of mind does not mean cold blood.

He has seen countless immortal bones in that realm. Each immortal bone was once the immortal immortal that dominated the heaven, but belonged to the war between emperors and kings, causing them to perish.

The reason I have seen it, so there will be resonance, and naturally they can feel their heart death.

Jian Wushuang said these things, and his mood seemed to be somewhat transparent.

In the end, the old man with long eyebrows slowly raised his head, looked in the direction of Jian Wushuang, and slowly said, "Since the emperor finally gave you the sense of inheritance, then live well."

Although I always want Zhenwu Yang to perish, I want to tell you that you should never fight with him, leave him, and live with the wishes of the Six Crow Emperor. "

"Why?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and asked.