"Little Diji, do you want to go out for a walk?"

When the vision appears in mid-air, it appears to be in one direction, and very close to the person who sees it.

But everywhere on the continent, there is no difference.

It was the illusion of the creation power of the Heavenly Dao, and it was also a kind of manifestation.

Ji Cangqiong carried his hands behind his back, looked at the familiar miracle in mid-air lightly, and muttered, "Am I the one who has been abandoned by heaven after all?" ”

"For 4,000 years, I finally made a wedding dress for others."

After a moment, he chuckled lowly.

"The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, it turns out that even if there is no way of heaven, the one who should be reincarnated will still be reincarnated."

"Other people's wedding dresses have been used for a long time, and after all, it will be my turn..."

The voice is getting lower and lower: "But, I'm still unwilling~"

"A good Bian Xingchen, a good atavistic person, it turns out that this is what it means."

Ji Cangqiong looked back behind him.

There's a array there.

A quarter of a complete array to be exact.

On the quarter of the plate, blood was dripping, and there was a transparent bead on each of the four corners of the plate.

The blue, black, gold, and red mist in each of the four beads flowed faintly, and then spread out, intertwining and hovering on the array disk.

"This is the formation of the ancestors of the Bian family, perhaps, that person had the idea of subverting and controlling this world earlier than me, and an atavistic inheritor like you will naturally continue the will of the ancestors."

"Why didn't I think of that?!"

"You didn't expect it because you guessed wrong."

A frosty voice rang out above him with a deep sense of anger.

When Ji Cangqiong heard the sound, he turned around and looked up unhurriedly.

Even with a calm smile.

"You're here."

"Is it really a famous teacher who produces a high apprentice? If I can teach the way of heaven, shouldn't I be complacent? ”

"Smack~"

A palm formed by a golden light fanned over Ji Cangqiong's face.

Ji Cangqiong hung his face crookedly and paused there.

The waterfall's hair was obscured, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

But you can see the aura gradually pouring out of his body, the yin and the madness, with the overflowing black and gold true qi, it seems that the other party will be wiped into ashes at any time.

including the world and himself.

But for some reason, he didn't move.

Suddenly, three humanoid objects fell heavily to the ground.

Ji Cangqiong didn't care to look at it, and a body carrying the aura of holiness rushed over.

"Smack~"

Another slap hit him on the other side of the face.

Then, the body hugged him fiercely.

Leaning on his shoulder, he rubbed it gently.

Ji Cangqiong froze completely.

"You're the Queen of the Fallen Immortals."

"Yes."

"The formation of each darkness is your handiwork."

"Yes."

"Several catastrophes in the past thousand years were caused by you."

"Yes."

"The demonic beasts of the Warcraft Forest are extinct, and you did it to give birth to strange beasts."

"That's right."

"You create a ghostly ghost and collect ghostly energy;"

"You create a catastrophe, and then turn the tide with the posture of a savior, and collect admiration;"

"You collected the demonic energy on all the demonic beasts in the Warcraft Forest, and they all became alien beasts."

Ji Cangqiong was silent for a moment: "Yes." ”

"Plus the immortal energy that comes with you as a fallen immortal."

"Ji Cangqiong, what do you want to do?"

"What else do you want to do besides killing Heavenly Dao and replacing Heavenly Dao?"

Ji Cangqiong was silent.

"Killing Heavenly Dao is enough to corrode her demonic qi and ghost qi."

"Instead of Heavenly Dao, with the admiration you have accumulated over the millennium, and your own immortal qi, it is enough."

"But is that all you've collected?"