A guy who can even kill Dayan Immortal, even make all the Immortals lower their eyebrows.

Being besieged and suffering at this moment, and going to fall irreversibly, there is nothing more pleasant than this kind of thing.

Gong Ziyu didn't even bother to wait and see, the terrible Cangyu Bell couldn't even escape the Nineth Rank Da Yanxian, let alone a little Yanxian?

The immortal immortal body is collapsing, the immortal body disintegrates like stars, never returning.

At this moment, under the siege of the dark blue sky, Jian Wushuang's consciousness was blurred.

The fairy body is inevitably declining, even if he is still immortal, I am afraid it will be silent for endless years.

Jian Wushuang wanted to contend against the Dao of that day, but found that everything was useless. It was a suppression that completely surpassed the realm, which was unimaginable.

Even if he tried his best, he didn't have the slightest chance to destroy the Cangyu Bell.

"Did I just fall like this? But I'm unwilling, unwilling!" Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes red.

The divine blood flowing on his body is quickly repairing the dilapidated immortal body, seeming to be contending against the heavens.

"Huh?" Gong Ziyu's gaze condensed, he saw that his figure turned out to be against the heavens!

"This, how is this possible?!" He was shocked, knowing that even the Ninth Rank Dayan Immortal could be convinced by this Cangyu Bell!

But soon, he relaxed again, with some palpitations.

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

When Young Master Ziyu was feeling a little palpitating, it was unimaginable that a Yanxian could compete with Cangyu Bell.

Just when Gong Ziyu was about to get to know Jian Wushuang in advance, two shaky figures walked from a distant void.

The leader was Xiao Dijun, his luxurious clothes had been damaged, and his exposed skin was full of wounds.

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

He glanced at Gong Ziyu, and then walked towards the rapidly shrinking Cangyu Bell.

Upon seeing this, Gong Ziyu was overjoyed. He never thought that Xiao Dijun would actually throw himself into the trap, saving him the trouble of searching.

"His Royal Highness, do you want us?" You Yanxian asked.

Gong Ziyu waved his hand, with an arrogant expression, "I want to see what he is doing back with this waste, and I will take him down later."

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

The long and slender palm covered with blood was attached to the outer wall of Cangyu Zhong. Looking at Jian Wushuang who was suffering in the clock, Xiao Dijun knocked on the outer wall with his fingers, "Wushuang, Wushuang."

Bloody, Jian Wushuang, who was about to fall, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the figure outside Cang Yu Zhong, he sighed secretly.

"Listen to me," Xiao Dijun affixed to the outside of Cangyu Bell, and said clearly, "Take out the golden jade ring I gave you earlier and open it."

Jian Wushuang could hear his voice, but at this time, it would be difficult to move a finger, let alone take out the golden jade ring in his arms.

The little emperor outside Cangyu Zhong seemed to have known his difficulties, and began to feel at a loss.

And Young Master Yu, who was far away, heard something was wrong, and he hurriedly issued orders, "Hurry up, catch Young Master Yan, don’t let him speak!"

All Yanxian hurriedly set off to catch Xiaodijun.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang, who was about to die, struggled to break the fairy body and stretched his palm into his arms with all his strength.

Even the ancient unknown heaven can't help but shake.

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

"Yeah!"

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

In an instant, an even more remote and unknown aura of Heaven burst out of it, turning into billions of tassels.

The appearance of that kind of aura made Jian Wushuang loose, and the dark cyan Heavenly Dao bound around him was directly broken.

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

All Wang Gu Tian Dao in Cangyu Bell was crawling on the ground at this moment, and shuddered.

He seemed to be an ordinary person without any power, but there was a certain kind of authority in his eyes.

And all the immortals who saw this true shadow were frightened, almost unable to stand still, and hurriedly knelt down in the void, the immortal bodies were shaking.

Including Jian Wushuang, they were all shocked. What he never expected was that in the golden jade ring that Xiaodijun gave him, there was a true shadow of Zhenwuyang Emperor!

Moreover, this true shadow actually belonged to the true shadow of Emperor Zhen Wuyang in his peak period, full of the meaning of contemplation!

The already stupid Young Master Yu never expected that a small Xiaoyanxian would actually hold a true shadow of his emperor in his hands.

This is simply incredible and unimaginable.

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

With the appearance of the true shadow of the Zhen Wuyang Emperor's peak and prosperous period, Cangyu Bell began to mourn, and it could not withstand the pressure of the Emperor!

The middle-aged Zhen Wu Yang Zhen Ying, at this moment, seemed to have a faint doubt in the eyes of Wan Yu, he looked at the barrier of Cang Yu Zhong, and then casually brushed.

This contains the Cangyu Bell of the Supreme Way, and it is directly broken!

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

Then, Zhen Wuyang Zhenying looked at Jian Wushuang who was dying, and a bit of satisfaction and uncertainty flashed across his eyebrows.

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

Jian Wushuang, who had no strength to speak, couldn't even shake his head, so he could only look at him firmly.

And that Zhen Wuyang Zhenying laughed, "Yes, my son Yan'er really has the posture of the emperor, even though he is so embarrassed, but it does not matter, there is a father, no one wants to hurt you!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang is completely speechless. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just a fate. The true shadow of Zhen Wuyang actually regards him as a son, don't they know each other?

Just as Jian Wushuang's spiritual thoughts were empty, Zhen Wu Yang, who was full of anger, already looked at the Yanxians who were all kneeling in the void.

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

The son Yu knelt directly into the void with a "plop", and said in shock, "The emperor, it's me, I'm Yu'er, your third son!"

"Huh? The third son?" Zhen Wuyang's true shadow was immediately puzzled, "Isn't I the only one Yan'er? Why is there another third son?"

Gong Ziyu knew this was a terrible thing, and if he couldn't explain it clearly, he might not have a chance to leave here.

So he acted decisively, cut his wrist directly, and spilled the blood in the meridian, "If the emperor doesn't believe it, check the blood of the child."

　　

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