Jian Fengyun pushed open the door of the house and closed it immediately.

I saw Yun Mengluo had been standing at the door for a long time.

Yun Mengluo glanced at Jian Fengyun, then remembered something, and said, "The man in black last night should be Pan Jun. In the imperial city, he is the only one who can cultivate the way of lightning to this level with just one clone!"

Jian Fengyun glanced at Yun Mengluo and said indifferently: "No, those black clothes are from the prince's mansion at this moment. The assassination last night was the prince's plan. After today, the prince of the Tianyang Dynasty will be Yuan Feng!"

When Yun Mengluo heard this, he immediately understood what Jian Fengyun meant. Then he thought for a moment and said, "I don't care about the royal family. I just want to ask if the powerful aura last night belonged to that adult?"

"What aura?" Jian Fengyun asked in confusion.

"It was the unfathomable breath above the prince's mansion after you returned to the house. I felt it yesterday. I had never felt it in him except when I was at the peak of my father!" Yun Mengluo said solemnly.

"Oh!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly, then spoke, "By the way, where is the palace?"

"You..." Yun Mengluo was so angry that he stomped his feet at Jian Fengyun's answer, and couldn't speak for a while.

"If you don't say I'll go find it myself. Goodbye. If it's convenient, please help me take care of Yuanfeng. Don't go in my house and the room next to me. There is a restriction!" Jian Fengyun said calmly, then walked away.

Looking at Jian Fengyun's back, Yun Mengluo was bitten by beard teeth and said hatefully: "Jian Fengyun, sooner or later I will let you tell the whereabouts of that lord!"

Jian Fengyun walked to the palace and saw a towering group of palaces standing in the center of the imperial city. Looking closely, it looked like a city in the city, with ancient walls, glass, blue bricks and jade bridges, and an ancient one revealed a sense of imperial power.

There is a golden armor guard waiting for a long time at the gate of the White Jade Palace.

When you look closely, it was Xiangdong, the orthodox leader of the Tianyang Divine Guard whom you saw on the Mercenary Street that day.

"Young Master Fengyun, King Xuanfeng has been waiting in the imperial palace for a long time. Please follow me!" Xiangdong bowed slightly and led the way to Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun didn't say much and followed him to the palace.

Soon Jian Fengyun walked to the hall in the center, looked up and saw four large gold foil characters "Tianyang Imperial Palace" engraved on a plaque. The characters were vigorous and powerful, and it seemed to contain the imperial road, which made people dare not look directly at it.

Xiangdong, who was standing beside him, saw Jian Fengyun staring at the plaque of the "Tianyang Imperial Palace", and was shocked. The plaque of the "Tianyang Imperial Palace" is not simple. It is rumored that the words were written by the National Master three thousand years ago. The words contained the universe. Ordinary warriors were extremely troubled to see them. If they read too much, they would be backfired by the middle Taoist connotation of the characters.

Even he, the peak strength of the Spirit King Realm, dared not see ten breaths, but counting carefully, Jian Fengyun started to look up and probably had hundreds of breaths after looking at it.

Xiangdong stared at Jian Fengyun, wanting to see how long he could see, but the more he stared at him, the more frightened he felt. The boy in front of him looked calm, and there was no feeling of being oppressed by the Taoist aggregate, as if he was not comprehending the Taoist aggregate, but looking at the Taoist cloud.

"Young Master Fengyun, come in!"

Suddenly, a sound like a bell came out of the imperial palace, which made Jian Fengyun come back to his senses and walked in directly.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, only one god named Taishi Daozun was achieved. Now in the era of Shenwu, warriors are fighting to cross the divine way.

At this moment, Jian Fengyun finally understood why there were so many emperors and saints in the past life, but none of them achieved a god, and only one god could appear in one era.

"Master, Master, before leaving, he left a word and sealed it at the bottom of Xuanhu!" Tianyang Xuanyuan seemed to remember something, and said vicissitudes.
Chapter completed!