ps: Pingchuan has recovered all his memories, he found that everything is the ghost king's selfish thoughts, the story has reached a huge turning point here, after the great war is a period of subsidence, and then the grievances and grievances between Pingchuan and the ghost king will slowly be sorted out, where will Pingchuan go in the future, what will he encounter, and what will happen

After hearing the Snow Girl's words, Mo Lang glanced at Jiang Pingchuan who was standing aside. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jiang Pingchuan smiled slightly, he didn't expect the snow girl in front of him to trust his brother so much.

"I'll send you back, you can come here to take refuge when disaster strikes"

The Snow Girl looked at Jiang Pingchuan and Mo Lang and said softly, Jiang Pingchuan glanced at Mo Lang and then nodded to the Snow Girl.

The Snow Girl smiled slightly, waved her hand gently, and Jiang Pingchuan and Mo Lang in front of her disappeared in place.

After Jiang Pingchuan and Mo Lang left the world of the Snow Maiden, they really came to the Immortal Continent.

When they first came into contact with the ground of the Immortal Cutting Continent, there was an inexplicable panic in their hearts.

The blood-colored mist in the sky above the Immortal Slashing Continent in front of him became even thicker.

Looking at it, Jiang Pingchuan could hardly sense that the Immortal Cutting Continent was not yet wrapped in this breath, and Jiang Pingchuan took a deep breath slightly.

"You go to the Xianzun Inn, enter the Royal Dragon Xianzun, and go directly through the Xianzun Temple, you can reach the back mountain of Maoshan Road in the Yuanwu Continent."

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Mo Lang and said softly, the task on Mo Lang now is very important.

Maybe Mo Lang can't really feel the importance of a formation mage, because there are no formation mages in the Immortal Slashing Continent.

However, the array mage has a very lofty status in the Yuanwu Continent.

Jiang Pingchuan knew that his parents put the inheritance on Mo Lang's body in order to help him in the near future, Mo Lang frowned after hearing Jiang Pingchuan's words.

"How could the Dragon Immortal Tomb be opened now?"

Mo Lang looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him suspiciously, every time the Dragon Immortal Tomb was opened, there was a certain time limit.

It's not just that he can't enter the Imperial Dragon Immortal Tomb, but even if he enters the Human Dragon Immortal Tomb, how can he enter the Immortal Tomb Temple.

Mo Lang felt that Jiang Pingchuan's method would not work in the first step, but Jiang Pingchuan shook his head with a slight smile.

"You go to the Xianzuka Inn, and now at this time, someone will naturally help you"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Mo Lang in front of him and said calmly, since Jiang Yulong was able to let Mo Lang go to Maoshan Road.

Then naturally, the current Xianzuka Inn is probably already waiting for Mo Lang's arrival, Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his hand and patted Mo Lang's shoulder and smiled.

"You wait for me, I'll be back in time"

Mo Lang held Jiang Pingchuan's hand on his shoulder and said in a deep voice, Jiang Pingchuan nodded.

, Mo Lang clenched the long knife in his hand and turned around directly and quickly disappeared in front of Jiang Pingchuan.

Jiang Pingchuan flashed his figure and came to the door of the Imperial Immortal Sect, and now the Imperial Immortal Sect is as dilapidated as the Holy Sword Sect.

The entire mountain gate was full of cracks, this was no longer the area ruled by the Imperial Immortal Sect, Jiang Pingchuan walked into the Imperial Immortal Sect with his own steps.

Jiang Pingchuan came to the room with a clear breeze and looked at the empty house in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan stood in the room and watched for a long time.

He was waiting for some change to happen here, but he couldn't catch the slightest change in the area.

"Master, didn't you leave me anything?"

Jiang Pingchuan's eyes looked a little disappointed, Feng Qingyang, as his master, was not by Jiang Pingchuan's side at a critical moment.

Jiang Yulong let Jiang Pingchuan and Mo Lang improve their strength in the shortest possible time, and Jiang Pingchuan was even more anxious in his heart.

He didn't know how to wake up the people who were sleeping in his body, and the first thing he could think of was his master Yu Qingyang.

He came to the Imperial Immortal Sect in order to be able to find what his master had left for him in the Imperial Immortal Sect.

He thought that Yu Qingyang could sense the coming of the disaster and would leave something for himself in the Imperial Immortal Sect.

But now it seems that the current Imperial Immortal Sect is an abandoned sect, and there was nothing left for Jiang Pingchuan before Yu Qingyang disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan walked his own steps to the cave behind the main hall, and it was in this cave that he accepted the inheritance of Mo Xingyun and became a cultivator of the Supreme Realm.

Now facing the impending disaster, Jiang Pingchuan's heart is very bitter, he is still only a cultivator of the Supreme Realm.

Not to mention the disaster in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan did not have the slightest power to resist in front of Kun alone.

Jiang Pingchuan walked to the stone platform and walked to the stone platform and sat down, Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan entered the mysterious space in his body, and in the space, Jiang Pingchuan saw the man who was exactly the same as himself.

The man stood in front of Jiang Pingchuan with his eyes closed, and at the moment he saw the man's expression, Jiang Pingchuan's mind suddenly flooded with a huge amount of information.

All kinds of memories of thousands of years came to Jiang Pingchuan's mind, and Jiang Pingchuan saw the voice of the man in front of him.

I saw that the man who looked exactly like himself was in a crimson battle robe, holding an Aoki spear in his hand, waving it between the battlefields of ten thousand demons.

The man's figure shone on the battlefield, and no one in the entire battlefield could stop him.

Jiang Pingchuan's mind always revealed "Ten Thousand Laws" again, and in the part of "Ten Thousand Laws" about Huaxian Lake, all the parts that had been erased appeared in Jiang Pingchuan's eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan saw the various pasts of the man in front of him and the Sunny Sky Fairy, and saw the various characters that appeared in the so-called divine realm.

He saw the furball, and at that time, the furball shook slightly on the ground, and with a slight flick of his paws, he was able to take charge of the battlefield.

He saw the essence of his ancestor Hongwu, an old man with a gentle expression, and his eyes were full of infinite Dao meaning.

Jiang Pingchuan's body trembled the moment he saw the Sunny Sky Fairy, because a memory suddenly flooded into his mind again.

The first time I left the Yuanwu Continent was the Changfeng Continent, and the first place I settled was Sanjiang Market Town.

The first woman he fell in love with was a woman named Zhou Ning'er, and Zhou Ning'er's face was exactly the same as that of the Sunny Sky Fairy.

Jiang Pingchuan stood stunned, he saw a lot of people and things in his memory.

He could clearly sense the existence of Ling Yunxiao and Chu Yunge in Maoshan Dao, and the memories of everyone here were like Jiang Pingchuan's own memories.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the man in front of him, he saw his subordinates in his own eyes, and saw the old scholar of the Changfeng Continent holding a broom.

The old scholar is a yin sweeper and a broom star in the divine realm, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the man in front of him and slowly opened his eyes, and the man looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a slight smile on his face.

"We're finally meeting, we're finally able to be honest with each other"

The Fifth Emperor Xiao looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a smile, Jiang Pingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Fifth Emperor Xiao and smiled.

"Are we one or two"

Jiang Pingchuan smiled bitterly and looked at the Fifth Emperor Xiao in front of him, he suddenly felt that he had lived for more than 20 years, but he was just a puppet of the person in front of him. (To be continued.) )