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 crowned with the word emperor. Could there be 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.
You must know that Jian Wushuang was accompanied by the true shadow of the three emperors, and the emperor bodies that they had fought with Zhen Wuyang were shattered and were not 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 emperors.
Only the emperor and monarch can have the seat of heaven official.
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 big 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.
And 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 there is probably a line of emperors in this imperial city.
Jian Wushuang thought this way, he couldn't help being a little serious.
Soon, everything that came into view made him more solemn.
I saw countless celestial bones piled up, forming a avenue to the sky, extending into the unknown mist.
And at the end of the mist, a looming outline of a large but magnificent giant hall appeared.
This scene was so shocking and awe-inspiring that 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 end."
After retracting the Yanli chain on Jian Wushuang's immortal body, Bian Ziyuan coldly reminded him, then 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 seemed to be shrouded in mysterious clouds, and there was an unreal feeling. It seemed that there was no other real thing besides the road of bones at the foot.
After converging 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 giant hall with a complicated expression.
The White Bone Avenue behind him is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred feet in total, 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 white bone avenue was made up of countless corpses of Immortals.
What is the origin of this palace master, who would do such a shocking thing?
And there was another strange thing that made 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.
But these three big characters are weird to the extreme, because they can't be seen from any direction. Since they can't distinguish the shape, it's hard to understand the 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 in mind, 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 corrected it in his mind and found that the three words were 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.
It was as if the gate of the palace that had been sealed in the dust for countless years was slowly opened, and a unique misty fragrance also floated out of the palace.
Then, Bian Ziyuan wandered into the hall.
As he entered, murmurs came from both sides of the gloomy hall.
"I have seen the Great Heaven Official..."
Although Jian Wushuang didn't want to step into the palace very much, he was unavoidable and had to step into it.
As he stepped in, the giant gate of the temple behind closed suddenly.
The originally dim 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 light 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 once shot, I am afraid it will be extremely optimistic.
Seeing 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, and after taking a look around the hidden crisis, he stopped staying and moved forward slowly.
"His Royal Highness, he and I have brought 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, walking in a hurry.
"Zi Yuan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is you?"
The thin figure wore a gray dress, his face was like a crown, but he was extremely pale.
After seeing the person, Bian Ziyuan nodded again, "Go back to your Highness, it's me, he and I have brought you."
This young man, called His Royal Highness, turned his gaze to Jian Wushuang.
For some reason, Jian Wushuang looked at him, always feeling inexplicably familiar.
"It's him, a mere fairy who killed the seven Dayan fairy under my seat?" The young man was a little bit incredulous.
Bian Ziyuan then said, "His Royal Highness, yes, he was 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 that, indeed, such a record on a Yanxian would be too unbelievable.
Chapter end
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