Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4941: The emperor

The supreme majesty is so severe and cold that Jian Wushuang has some doubts about what actually lives here.

"The so-called imperial city can be crowned with the word emperor, is there an emperor living here?"

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

Even if Zhen Wuyang passed Tyrant Jue Wushuang, it shouldn't be possible to exile another emperor in this endless sea.

Be aware that Jian Wushuang is accompanied by the true shadow of the three emperors. The emperor bodies that they fought with Zhen Wuyang are broken and have not been captured.

It can be seen that the emperor can be killed by another emperor, but he cannot be captured or banished.

But when the two Third Rank Dayan Immortals guarding outside the emperor gate called Bian Ziyuan the Great Heaven Official, they still made Jian Wushuang suspicious.

The so-called Tianguan is a collective term for titles that exist in the line of the emperor.

Only the emperor's line can have the seat of Tianguan.

Take the line of Emperor Zhen Wuyang who controls the entire Dasi domain.

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

As for the seat of the emperor, there is only one great heaven official, and there are no restrictions on the small heaven official.

The importance of the seat of the Great Heaven Official even surpassed the importance of a big companion who had 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 emergence of the emperor's line.

Because they only serve the emperor and the emperor.

Bian Ziyuan is called the Great Heaven Official, which means that in this imperial city, there is probably a line of emperors.

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 avenue to the sky, extending into the unknown mist.

At the end of the mist, the outline of a large but magnificent temple loomed.

This scene was too shocking and awe-inspiring, and Jian Wushuang began to believe that there must be some terrifying existence in it.

"Since your hands and feet have grown out, then go by yourself. I advise you to enter this imperial 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 the Jian Wushuang fairy body, 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 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 besides the road of bones at the foot.

After condensing his mind, Jian Wushuang looked at the giant hall shrouded in the clouds and walked slowly.

The White Bone Avenue totaled ninety-nine thousand nine hundred feet. Until the last step, Jian Wushuang looked at the huge palace with a complicated expression.

The road of white bones behind him totals 99,900 feet, each of which 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 the Lord of the Palace 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 appeared to be the same as reflected in the mirror image.

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

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.

As if the door of the palace that had been sealed in the dust for countless years was slowly opened, 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 palace very much, he was inevitable 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.

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

Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn, and each of these black-robed men approaching him had at least the strength of Rank 3 Dayan Immortal.

If you do, I am afraid it will be extremely optimistic.

Looking at the black-robed Dayan immortals approaching in front of him, he was already secretly prepared to fight.

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

With the falling of this voice, the black-robed Dayan immortals who had surrounded Jian Wushuang in groups, retreated like a tide.

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

Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a look around the hidden 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 dress, his face was like a crown, but he was extremely pale.

Bian Ziyuan nodded again after seeing the visitor, "Go back to your Highness, it's me, he and I brought you."

This young man, who is called His Royal Highness, then looked at Jian Wushuang.

For some reason, Jian Wushuang looked at him, always feeling inexplicably familiar.

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

Bian Ziyuan then said, "His Royal Highness, yes, he is indeed the only one who killed Dayan Immortal across the border, but not only seven, but eleven."

"What? Eleven?!" The young man was shocked, "But he is obviously just a fairy!"

Bian Ziyuan's mouth also twitched when he heard this. Indeed, such a record would be too incredible for a Yanxian.