Why is there such a terrible existence in the Tianzi pattern bone armor that contains Xuanyi's final secret?

Moreover, even emperor zhenwuyang could not detect the realm of the black robe.

In what form did he exist in the Tianzi bone armor, and how many years did he exist?

Everything seemed to surface, but everything involved more, like a pile of messy threads, there was no way to start.

The sword was silent for a moment and said, "it came out of a bone armor."

"Bone armor? What bone armor?" Zhenwuyang's eyes are dignified.

"A bone armor containing ciphertext is very mysterious, but now it has been destroyed," he said. "And this man in black came out of the bone armor."

It's unimaginable to come out of the bone armor with a black robed man whose strength is comparable to the peak Dayan immortal.

You know, even nine turn Dayan immortals are the closest to the emperor Avenue, and realize the existence of the emperor's luck, let alone the peak Dayan immortals?

The peak dayanxian is already the existence of the pole. They have found and have been immersed in their own roads for countless years, which is almost equivalent to the existence of banbu emperor.

And who can seal such a peak Dayan immortal in a small bone armor?

Or was he voluntarily sealed in?

After hearing the statement of jianwushuang, zhenwuyang's eyes changed several times, and finally recovered calm.

"In other words, you take such a bone armor and go to Damian to find Yan Xian who can unlock the above ciphertext?"

Jian Wushuang nodded, "yes, but I didn't expect that there would be such a presence in the bone armor."

Zhen Wuyang was very angry. "It's pure nonsense. If there is a more terrible existence in that bone armor, what do you do? Do you want to destroy my big division?!"

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"I'll settle with you later!" After Zhen Wuyang left this sentence, he looked at black robe.

Then, the chain condensed by the emperor's Qi directly imprisoned the limbs of the black robe and hung it in the center of the cloud platform and suspended it in the air.

Emperor Wei Huang Huang, so that all Yan Xian dare not look directly.

Zhenwuyang slowly came to the black robe, and the emperor's eyes were full of supreme power.

"Where did you come from and why did you stay in a bone armor?"

The clouds are rolling and the wind is blowing.

There was a dead silence in the cloud terrace, and the black robe was silent.

Zhenwuyang frowned, "if you don't say it seriously, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Emperor Wei lowered and completely covered the black robe.

Under the emperor's authority, a large amount of dark purple mist overflowed from under the black robe and quickly dispersed.

Seeing this kind of energy, which is not Yanli but is equally strong, Zhen Wuyang waved and picked up a wisp of dark purple huamang.

Such a tiny dark purple awn jumped in his palm and lasted for a long time, but it seemed to repel the derivative force and finally dissipated.

Zhenwuyang closed his eyes and seemed to feel the source of this light.

There was great silence in the cloud terrace, and no one dared to speak.

Yu Chang looked at Jian Wushuang with a smile at this time, and said in the voice that only they heard, "Jian Xiaoyou, you are in trouble this time."

Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, "I never thought of such a result."

"It doesn't matter. The emperor will find a way." Yu Chang said with a smile, "little friend, what adventure did you have this time?"

He was slightly stunned, and then said, "no, this is the only thing left to be breathtaking, but the adventure has never been met."

Yu Chang heard the speech, nodded, and said no more.

Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he faintly wondered, "was it discovered so soon?"

He soon suppressed this idea. The bowl Yang bottle is the stuff of the emperor and the sheep. If it can hide the heaven, how can it not hide a peak Dayan immortal?

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes and secretly hurried, "no, no, they won't fight?!"

For a long time, Bo Yang bottle has served as his carry on treasure bag. No matter what treasure he obtained, it has been stuffed into Bo Yang bottle with his cards.

And the dark blue rhombic crystal stored in the black robed old man was also conveniently stuffed into the bowl Yang bottle by him.

As the spirit of Yu Chang's emperor sword, the old man in black must have participated in one bloody battle after another.

In other words, the Tianting where the three emperors were destroyed is very likely to have Yu Chang's participation.

This is an irreconcilable blood feud, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.

If they really fight in the bowl Yang bottle, the three emperors who only have the real soul will inevitably fall down, and even may be defeated.

No matter what kind of situation, this is what jianwushuang doesn't want to see.

However, surrounded by two real emperors, Jian Wushuang couldn't open the bowl of yang to check, so he had to worry secretly.

At this time, zhenwuyang opened his eyes, and a golden awn appeared in the emperor's eyes.

He seemed to have understood something, and his eyebrows stretched and frowned again.

A moment later, Zhen Wuyang said, "you don't belong to the big division, or even this era. Who are you?"

In a word, it was like a rough sea, and even Yu Chang was dignified.

This sentence is too heavy and contains too much content.

If you don't know the meaning of this sentence, zhenwuyang came out of the ancient times, which was desolate even in years, and swept across one heaven after another.

The ancient times are unimaginable, and there are even more ancient times than the ancient times?

And now this black robe has existed since a more distant era?

Jian Wushuang found that he had underestimated the existence time of the Tianzi pattern bone armor, and his heart was filled with an unspeakable emotion.

The news of master Xuanyi has become a secret in an era when time and years are meaningless?

Who is he? What have you done to the point where you are now?

Jian Wushuang was shocked in his heart. At the same time, he looked at black robe solemnly and longed to know some news from his mouth.

However, under the suppression of the emperor's luck, black robe was on the verge of extinction again.

"You don't belong to this era. Who are you?" Zhenwuyang never tires of repeating this question again.

And the black robe, which had been silent and silent, raised his head at this moment and shot two dark purple awns from under the wide hood.

That was his eyes, looking at zhenwuyang.

Then the old hoarse voice sounded again, "peeping at the ciphertext, dead!"

"Don't you have anything else to say besides that?" Zhen Wuyang frowned, "if you are willing to say it, I will let you go once, so that you will no longer suffer, and let you go."