Chapter 4921

Childe Yu's voice resounded in the empty battlefield, and all Yan Xian kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh.

As long as the emperor's real body can be verified, they will certainly follow without any harm.

All the immortals saw that the real shadow of the real Wuyang emperor was actually sealed for too long, so they didn't know the identity of Childe Yu.

Looking at the colorful divine blood scattered in the void, the true Shadow of zhenwuyang was skeptical and looked at childe Yu with dignity.

He twitched at the corner of his eyebrows. Just now he was excited, and the cut on his wrist was a little big, causing the divine blood not to flow out slowly, but to blowout

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be weak in a moment.

"Emperor father, you will know as soon as you check." Childe Yu tightly stretched out his hand.

The true Shadow of zhenwuyang no longer hesitated. With a wave of his palm, he took a drop of divine blood.

In the palm of the hand condensed by some unknown breath above the way of heaven, there is a drop of colorful divine blood.

Zhenwuyang stared at his hand, and the divine blood jumped happily like a swallow, and in a twinkling, it directly entered the shadow, moistening the shadow.

Taking back his palm, Zhen Wuyang took a deep breath and looked at childe Yu with a softer look.

"You said, you are my third son?"

Childe Yu was overjoyed, and hurriedly arched his hands and said, "return to Emperor father, I am your third son, childe Yu."

When zhenwuyang heard the words, his soft eyes suddenly became sharp again, like two heavenly ways, and the childe Yu who directly pressed him couldn't kneel up.

"Then why do you want to kill your elder brother?!"

Cold sweat suddenly came out again, but he soon bowed his hands, made a deep hatred, and wailed.

"Emperor father, you don't know. Although childe Yan is an elder brother, he has never done anything that an elder brother should do. He is extremely cruel to our six younger brothers. Not long ago, he actually did something against him."

"The fifth brother, young master Mo, is the one who sent Yan Xian to kill!"

"Poor fifth brother, his head was beheaded, and the fairy source was shattered!"

Childe Yu got up and said, his eyes were full of tears, and then he couldn't help crying.

Hearing this, zhenwuyang Zhenying was so shocked that he couldn't help holding his hand under his Chinese clothes.

Then, he murmured, "I have seven sons?! Zheng Er actually gave birth to seven sons for me?"

“……”

Childe Yu's mouth twitched. It seems that he has brewed so many emotions that zhenwuyang didn't find it

Soon, zhenwuyang's shadow returned to his mind and frowned. If, as he said, the fifth son was killed by childe Yan, I'm afraid today's matter will be extremely troublesome.

This true shadow left by zhenwuyang at its peak cannot be kept for too long, and it has even slowly dissipated.

So soon, Zhen Wuyang looked at kneeling in the void, with a bloody sword all over, and asked, "Yan'er, what he said is the truth, but you sent Yan Xian to kill my fifth son?"

He was so badly hit by the supreme heaven in cangyu bell that he still couldn't speak at this moment.

Seeing this scene, childe Yu, who is far away from the opposite, hurriedly said, "emperor father, you are wrong. He is not childe Yan, and the one behind you is childe Yan!"

Zhen Wuyang was surprised when he heard the speech, and subconsciously looked behind him. Only then did he see that in addition to the unparalleled sword, there was a handsome and seductive young man standing behind him.

The four eyes were opposite, and Zhen Wuyang soon frowned.

The little emperor immediately bowed slowly, "Yan'er, I've seen the emperor's father."

He didn't say much, and directly stretched out his palm and put it in the middle of xiaodijun's eyebrows to explore.

Soon, a touch of gloom and pain flashed in zhenwuyang's eyes.

The special constitution of xiaodijun can't be covered up at all. It's easy to find out once you check it.

"So Yan'er, your constitution..."

Zhenwuyang couldn't say any more. He turned around lonely and looked at the sword that had recovered. "How many sons are you?"

"Emperor father, wrong, he is not the emperor at all, but the heavenly official of Childe Yan!" Childe Yu hurriedly corrected.

When zhenwuyang heard the words, his eyebrows coagulated even more. Immediately, he took a divine blood directly from jianwushuang's body.

The mystery of the divine blood is changeable, showing a hazy color, which makes it difficult for Yan Xian to observe its core.

In the palm of zhenwuyang, the unparalleled divine blood of the sword also jumped, which seemed to have some unknown familiarity and tentatively, but it did not integrate into the true Shadow of zhenwuyang, but was always walking.

"Why, I have a very strong sense of familiarity..."

Looking at the dark blood in his hand, which seemed to be protected by what breath, the true Shadow of zhenwuyang couldn't help but start to want to remove the breath.

But soon he was surprised to find that he could not undo the prohibition on this drop of blood!

Zhen Wuyang's eyes instantly became dignified. He looked at Jian Wushuang and asked again, "are you really not my emperor? Why do I feel very familiar with you?"

Jian Wushuang is confused. It is only a few decades since he came to Dayan Huan from the divine universe.

Before that, he had no intersection with the whole big division and the Tianting of zhenwuyang.

Being able to feel the familiar feeling from him is really tantamount to Arabian Nights.

Just as Jian Wushuang was about to say no, the little emperor, who had not spoken for a long time, said, "emperor father, he is really not your emperor's son."

Zhenwuyang heard the words and stopped talking, but the confusion in his eyes deepened.

The breath emanating from Jian Wushuang's body made him feel too familiar, just like some cognitive emotion cutting constantly.

Childe Yu, who stood on the opposite side, couldn't help worrying secretly when he looked at this rigid scene.

Then he gritted his teeth and arched his hands again. "Emperor father, please make decisions for the fifth brother and deprive the immortal bones of the son!"

The void is dead, and only this sentence resounds.

Depriving immortal bones, for the little emperor who cannot practice and has no immortal root, it is a complete stripping of his last immortal road.

Once the fairy bone is stripped, it will fall in a very short time and cannot be reversed at all.

Childe Yu wants the little emperor to fall completely.

After hearing this sentence, all kinds of complex emotions flowed in zhenwuyang's eyes.

Finally, he looked at xiaodijun, "Yan'er, have you ever done that?"

The little emperor smiled coolly, and his eyes were calm to the extreme, "emperor father, my childe's personality has never changed since he was a child. Whether you believe it or not, I disdain to do such a thing."

"Even if I'm not in perfect shape and can't practice, I still never pay attention to them, and naturally I won't argue with them."