Chapter: 4850

how it was destroyed. "I planned to settle the matter here, and then come to kill you, but I didn't expect you to come to die. It seems that you still know the old ghost of Tiandaozong. Hehe, when you destroyed my soul before, it was very comfortable. That's just me. It's just one of the souls, now that my deity is here, I'll let you know

What is a nightmare"

Realist Tibetan Dream looked at Ning Qi with a grinning grin, the murderous intent emanating from his body made even his own people feel cold and shivering, and the monks who were below the tribulation stage at Tiandaozong couldn't help shivering, a little frightened I took a look at the real Tibetan dream.

"Since when have evil spirits become so rampant?"

It wasn't Ning Qi's voice, nor was it the voice of any Mahayana period present. I saw three figures just like Ning Qi had appeared before, appearing abruptly between Tiandaozong and the three major demons.

"That is"

"Hiss, isn't that Zhang Zicheng, that Nascent Soul cultivator from Azure Dragon City?"

"You already know he is a Nascent Soul cultivator. How could it be his cultivation? I'm afraid it's a Mahayana cultivator."

"I know him, and I know the other two beside him, they are also monks of the Yuanying period in Qinglong City. They have a good relationship with Zhang Zicheng on weekdays, and they often discuss the Tao together."

"Hiss, how could a Nascent Soul stage monk suddenly become a Mahayana stage?"

"Perhaps he himself deliberately concealed his cultivation."

Zhang Zicheng is quite famous in Qinglong City, so some sects and family monks in the Great Wilderness who are closer to Qinglong City have basically seen Zhang Zicheng, and now he suddenly appeared with two other Nascent Soul stage monks in the Tiandao Sect and In the middle of the three magic ways, I was extremely shocked.

"Zhang Zicheng..." Fairy Liuli was shocked.

"Fairy Liuli, long time no see."

The corners of Zhang Zicheng's mouth rose slightly, and he nodded towards Fairy Liuli.

"That's really Zhang Zicheng"

"I seem to have seen him in the Battle of Beastmaster Valley more than 300 years ago, but he didn't help us at Liuli Villa at that time."

"Could it be that they look exactly the same, but they are actually two people?"

"I don't know. Don't we know the other two people beside him? I have been to Liuli Villa before. I think this person is Zhang Zicheng."

"His aura is very strong, and the method he just appeared seems to be somewhat similar to that of Senior Beixuan. Could it be that his cultivation has broken through to the stage of transforming gods in the past three hundred years?"

Duo'er and other female cultivators in Liuli Villa all looked at Zhang Zicheng with weird eyes, and discussed in private through voice transmission.

"You are really Zhang Zicheng, your cultivation level"

Fairy Liuli's eyes were a little strange. In her impression, Zhang Zicheng's cultivation base is similar to hers, and he is very timid. When the Royal Beast Valley attacked, he and the other two Nascent Soul stage monks dared not say a word, but now they dare to fight in front of him. When all the monks of Tiandaozong and the three major Mahayana monks appeared, they came here

This is not like Zhang Zicheng in her impression, and the most important thing is that Zhang Zicheng's aura gives her an inexplicable feeling, as if what she is looking at now is not Zhang Zicheng, but the Mahayana monks such as Patriarch Shi.

"Could it be that there are still people pretending to be Zhang Zicheng?"

The corners of Zhang Zicheng's mouth rose slightly, and he gave a chuckle.

The two Nascent Soul Stage monks standing behind him were excited and excited, because of Zhang Zicheng, they could stand in front of so many Mahayana Stages so calmly today, feeling the envious and curious eyes of the monks below.

"There is another Mahayana cultivator who seems to know that female cultivator. A mere Nascent Soul cultivator actually knows two Mahayana cultivators."

The few Mahayana monks behind Patriarch Shi looked at Zhang Zicheng with weird expressions, and then at Fairy Liuli, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

Those Mahayanas who were still hiding in the dark and did not show their heads were lost in thought, as if they were thinking about the three words Zhang Zicheng, but in their impression, there seemed to be no information related to Zhang Zicheng at all. This Mahayana, just like that popped out of nowhere