Chapter 3652: Identity exposure

"There are many masters who died in the foggy forest. They all died in this hand." Jiang Wankong waved his hand and suddenly appeared in front of everyone with a picture constructed with aura. This picture is vivid, except for many times it has been reduced. Everything that happened in the foggy forest that day was carefully
Draw it out.
"The cicadas are empty!" The witches and other people’s eyes are condensed, and their eyes are on the body of Sakyamuni. Although the picture is constructed by Jiang Wankong with aura, even so, they can I feel a very heavy pressure on the empty body, no matter
It was the place of the beginning and the place where it was too far away. The arrogance of all the younger generations was almost lifted by the air of the singer. The good news is that there is very little appearance in the days of Sakyamuni.
"It turned out that this tree is the Liuhuang. I have heard of it, but I have never seen it before. I got the news too late. If I was early, I would even rush over, I don’t know if it was lucky, or bad luck."
Francisco Qingyang slightly lamented.
Ouyang Xinyue frowned, and his gaze had already brought a hint of coldness.
"It's not this that makes you pay attention."
Ginger Wankong’s faint road. Next, in the picture, Sakyamuni’s footsteps on the lotus flower went to Ningqi, and there was a trace of sadness and sorrowful smile on his face. As a result, he was less than half-hearted, and everyone saw that Sakyamuni was born by Ning Qi. Exploding the flesh, in the process
, Sakyamuni has no resistance at all!
"Really? Is there a picture of your aura that is not adulterated?"
Yu Henggong’s chief subconsciously exclaimed. Sakyamuni is not only the first strongman of the younger generation in the early days, but even the young monks in the surrounding areas, Taiyin, Taihuang, etc., no one can be juxtaposed with Sakyamuni. There are rumors that he The past life is the existence of the emperor, and
And recalling the memory of past lives, in such a young time, I can step into the immortality and walk in front of all my fellow monks.
Such a terrible existence, the tens of days of arrogance that cannot be looked up by the arrogance of all walks of life, was actually smashed by a famous dark monk who was not seen?
There was also a shocking color in the eyes of the Witcher Star. The feeling of hearing and seeing it was completely different. Moreover, she found that Ning Qi’s looks gave her a very familiar feeling. When did she seem to have seen it? ?
"Nature is true."
Jiang Wankong waved his hand and the picture disappeared.
"keep going?"
Francisco Qingyang frowned.
"After that we were destroyed by the flesh, how can we continue?"
Jiang Wankong snorted.
"Then you want us to see this, what is the intention? What is the connection with the creation of the gods? Where is the channel? I heard that the channel of the creation of the gods has not been opened!"
Francisco Qingyang sneered.
"The passage opened, and the dark monk who killed the Sakyamuni is the passage to the creation of the gods, because..." Jiang Wankong smiled and waved again. The picture of this aura was also the foggy forest. However, except for those who are obviously watching the excitement, there are no traces of the monks standing in the vicinity of the tribes.
I have disappeared, leaving many traces of roots on the ground.
"Liu Huang is gone?"
Wu Ma Jing Xing and others looked at each other and saw the key points!
Liu Huang has been staying in the foggy forest for so many years. It is not lazy, but it has special attributes. It is not in the emperor's realm. It is not humanized. It can't be separated from the soil. The cost of detachment is to consume Shouyuan!
"After that day, no one has ever seen Liu Huang. The major forces have some masters guarding the periphery, but they have not seen the trace of Liu Huang. Liu Huang seems to disappear in silence. It is."
Jiang Wankong smirked, "According to our speculation, Liu Huang should go to the creation of the Divine, and send it inside, I am afraid that is the dark monk."
"As for his name, I already know that his origins are related to us."
Ouyang Xinyue faint road.
"Oh?"
Several people from Francisco Qingyang looked at each other and raised a trace of doubt in their hearts. Will they be associated with this dark monk? What is going on? "This son is named Ning Qi. I entered our Taikoo Star Court hundreds of years ago. I was a disciple of the outside world. After that, I was promoted to a disciple of the inner door. I was repaired for a thousand miles. In a few hundred years, his cultivation was caused by cause and effect. The greatness of the greatness of the world reached the perfection of the heavenly life. In addition, the Taikoo Xingchen body was also tempered to the seventh stage. After that, a core disciple of my Yaoguang Star Palace was killed and promoted to the core. I did not let this role In the eyes, I did not expect that he turned out to be a dark monk, lurking in me.
They are too old to watch the Taikoo Star body. It is no wonder that when he advanced, no one saw it, and God was mysterious.

Jiang Tianshu's faint road.
"What? This person turned out to be our Taikoo Star Court monk?"
A few shocked colors appeared on the faces of Francisco Qingyang.
"I remembered that when I was outside the door, I have seen this, and the performance of this child is quite satisfactory. It is also a bit talented." Witcher star staring slightly, finally remembering when he had seen Ningqi, Then she looked at Jiang Tianshu with a look of eccentricity. If that day was not Jiang Tianshu’s return from the king, she took away the position of the chief brother of the flying scorpion.
The focus of this external door is on the two people. It is reasonable to say that at that time, the strength of Ningqi’s performance should be rewarded by the flying scorpion.
"I am looking at this? I see this is the fifth step. The monk hides the cultivation. Even the singer can't beat him. If he started to attack us, the chief of our seven star palaces could join hands in his hands. Got it?"
There was a hint of fear in the eyes of Francisco Qingyang.
"His strength is not his own. If he had such a means at the beginning, how could he be forced into the foggy forest?"
Ginger Wankong’s faint road.
"So you mean, he started the creation of the Divine, and, from that, got a baby who can temporarily improve his strength, or permanently improve his strength?"
Wuma stared at Jiang Wankong.
"Not bad." Jiang Wankong nodded. "At the time, the gate of creation was about to open. He was shrouded in the power of the realm of the gods. Even the invincible monks could not hurt his points. I think that during this period, he might have used it. The Yuanshen entered the creation of the gods and got the chance to show such terrible strength. As for the chance, it does not matter. His strength can only be temporary, it can not be permanent, as long as we seize him, The passage to the creation of the gods belongs to us!"