I Honor

Questioning

Xuanyang is a big city in the middle and south of the country. People come and go on the streets, and government agencies run rampant. It is indispensable to whisper, chat and laugh, and talk about major events in the world.

Fake Su Meng regained consciousness from Xiao’s thoughts, and frowned suddenly, because when he was not paying attention to the outside world just now, he vaguely heard the word Su Meng.

Su Meng pointed out the world’s swordsmanship, the five schools of one sword, the magic sword king, the Taishang Tianmo, and the multi-eyed king, all of which aroused my curiosity and caution.

What did he do? Su Meng planned to pay attention to this matter, so he reached out his consciousness, spread his spirit, and sensed the words around him.

At this moment, his vision dimmed, and a blizzard roared in, covering the sky and isolating the surrounding area.

In the middle of the falling snowflakes, with the fake Su Meng as the center, there are twelve stone pillars standing up. The barbaric and strange stone pillars do not seem to be the products of this era.

As soon as the stone pillar stood up, the evil spirit filled the air, penetrating through all layers of Jiuyou in a trance, immediately enveloping the fake Su Meng, and the Demon Sword Heavenly King with a face as white as snow floated in mid-air, holding the demon sword in his hand, he laughed loudly and said:

“See how you escape this time”

The celestial fake Su Meng was very at a loss. He had just arrived and acted cautiously. He hadn’t done anything, and he hadn’t even shown his strength. How could he provoke a terrifying enemy at the celestial level?

“Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?” Fake Su Meng blurted out, and at the same time, he also performed his profound arts, and the exposed skin turned into a light golden color, full of eternal and indelible meaning.

Hearing the words, Demon Sword Heavenly King let out a hey voice: “I recognized the wrong person Su Meng, you turned into ashes, I even recognize you and still want to get away with it”

He suddenly chuckled and said, “It’s no wonder you’ve been promoted to Earth Immortal, no wonder you dare not hide your behavior, there are indeed traps, but fortunately, I borrowed twelve ancient desolate pillars, and set up a bloody array of ancient gods and demons, what kind of traps?” It’s all invalid, you can’t fly today with your wings.”

Su Meng’s promotion to Earth Immortal was caused by him. Su Meng was clever and understood the reason. Immediately shouted loudly: “I’m not Su Meng, I’m fake”

Before the words fell, the blood was pouring down, the reality and reality collapsed, and the Demon Sword Heavenly King had already launched the bloody formation. Cut out the Taishitian Demon Sword.

The fake Su Meng was not pure, so he barely resisted for a while, the pale gold was completely corroded, and his vision quickly darkened.

“I, I’m not Su Meng”

His obsession and grievance echoed in the bloody formation.

After the Demon Sword Heavenly King succeeded, he frowned. Because it didn’t feel right, Su Meng, who possessed a celestial-level divine weapon, shouldn’t be so fragile.

As the blood light dissipated, he saw the fake Su Meng’s body disintegrate and turned into a white monkey hair, turning into ashes every inch.

“White hair changes into” Demon Sword Heavenly King’s expression becomes abnormalDignified, “Su Meng’s body is a monkey, and he used white hair to make a false body, leading the pursuit of the magic door.”

But a single white hair can turn into an earth immortal, what level of Su Meng’s real cultivation level is it?

Even angels can’t do this

Maybe it was his teacher or backer

Demon Sword Heavenly King was quite shocked and horrified, only felt that Meng Qi was more mysterious and terrifying than he expected

He saw no sign of an ambush. So behaved fairly calmly.

In the gap between the Snowstorm Heaven Realm and the Real Realm, the void squirms, layer upon layer, and it seems that there are two figures hiding, watching the battle between the Demon Sword Heavenly King and the fake Su Meng.

One of the figures in “A White Hair” made Ren Qiushui’s voice.

The Su Meng I know is just a white hair

Another old figure sighed, “It’s not Su Meng, it’s a fake body. His true self is not here.”

“It turns out that the great power behind him is Yuan Hong of Jinao Island. No wonder he was able to enter the world of conferred gods and find Biyou Palace. Speaking of which, the old Taoist heard from Maitreya Buddha that Yuan Hong was trying to refine a Biyou Palace. Now think about it.” , maybe it’s not refining. It’s repairing.”

“Jinao Island Yuan Hong” Ren Qiushui was puzzled.

“It’s related to legends, it’s normal if you don’t know, Yuan Hong is the great sage of the monster clan who has experienced the conferred gods, and he made good friends with me at that time, and later took the descendants of Yin and Shang to occupy Jin’ao Island, and waited for the demons to chaos the land. It’s over. He hid at the end of the East China Sea, hiding from the world.” The old voice explained, “In the past, he was the pinnacle of legends, but now he may have stepped into good fortune. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run.”

Ren Qiushui nodded lightly, and suddenly realized that behind Su Meng there were legends and even great fortune-telling powers.

In the ruins of the Heavenly Court, the “magician” Han Guangduan sat under the vermilion gate, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, tall and majestic, just like the real emperor of heaven.

Meng Qi’s heart was shaken, he subconsciously stopped, the magician actually came to Yuhuang Mountain

Before he broke into Xuantianzong and came back empty-handed, doesn’t it mean that Guangyin Dao doesn’t recognize him?

Is this the legendary way of stalking?

At this moment, he found that Ananda in the gray robe also stopped in his tracks, and like Shu Sheng and Bi Jingxuan, he turned his eyes to the magician.

No, Ananda is just a brand, and he responds differently according to the historical process. At this moment, shouldn’t he ignore the magician who does not belong to the original history?

Or is it true that he encountered something here at the beginning, or that the appearance of the magician here was part of the previous history?

Thinking of this, the speculation of causal loop made Meng Qi’s head swell a little.

Suddenly, Han Guang opened his eyes, and there seemed to be an illusory long river flowing inside, slowing down the time around him.

He stood up slowly, looking very fast against the speed of time, and stood upright in an instant, ignoring Meng Qi, Shusheng and Bi Jingxuan, and staring at Ananda in the air.

Snapped

The wave light was stirred up into a vortex, and the surrounding time and space became chaotic. Even if a human immortal fell into it, it would quickly consume its lifespan.

Han Guang took a step forward, opened his mouth, and Gao Miao said solemnly:

“Why did you betray me”

The voice is thick but light, like flowing water full of dust from the years, completely different from the magician’s voice that Meng Qi knew

Could this be the voice of the Emperor of Heaven? Could it be that the magician was possessed by the Emperor of Heaven in the ruins of the Heavenly Court? Meng Qi was startled.

The head of the five emperors in ancient times, the big man who overwhelmed the mythical era still has obsessions left

Unlike Shu Sheng and Bi Jingxuan’s doubts, Meng Qi knew clearly that the Heavenly Emperor was not asking about Ananda, but about Thunder God.

Ananda in the gray robe quietly listened to the questioning, and the sadness on his face suddenly dissipated. The feeling of eminent monk, great virtue and Bodhisattva Arhat became thinner, and something seemed to be released in his body, revived because of this question.

He drew the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly:

“because”

Before he finished speaking, he had already revealed Ananda’s golden body, protruding his huge glazed Buddha’s palm, and layers of Buddha kingdoms descended, covering Han Guang. To be continued.

s: It’s a bit cramped, and the number of words is relatively small. .

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