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But he just can't say...

Cang Shitian looked playful, showing a touch of sarcasm.

With one hand, he grabbed a piece of light golden meat and threw it forward.

Seeing this, Cang Junming on the side seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes flickered suddenly.

I saw him take a step forward, looked at Feng Quanqing, imitated the look of the gang of dogs, and said.

"Master Feng~"

"Why did so many people die, Mr. Feng's face turned green..."

"No way? Master Feng really cares about the world?"

"Or……"

Speaking of this, Cang Junming revealed a touch of sarcasm, "The ones who died are all Master Feng, what about your people?"

boom!

He shot suddenly and directly smashed the piece of meat, a thick bloody smell floated in the air.

That's right, the smell in the blood is exactly the breath of the creatures of the Qingtian Xuanhu clan among the ancient gods.

There is no doubt that this is the leading creature from the Primordial Divine Mountain. No matter how the other party conceals it, the aura in the blood cannot deceive people...

"It's really a good show to play with the people of the world! Master Feng!"

Cang Junming said loudly, and the loud voice resounded through the sky and resounded in the ears of countless creatures.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience erupted immediately.

"What, isn't the leader of the Primordial Protoss, Tianjiao, all dead..."

"How can there be a leader in the Primordial Protoss!"

"how come!"

"Feng Quanqing! You have to wait for an explanation for me today, or I, Dao Ji Tianzong, will be the first to spare you!"

Everyone stared at Feng Quanqing, as if they were waiting for him to give an explanation.

but……

It has to be said that Feng Quanqing is worthy of being one of the creatures with the highest intelligence, even in the face of such a scene, he did not panic.

His eyes became deep, and he said: "You really don't believe in Feng's character?"

The mighty voice overwhelmed all living beings, making people shake their heads.

In an instant, the audience was silent again. Even in the face of the facts, no one opened their mouths to disobey Feng Quanqing.

"Feng, say it one last time."

"The inheritor of the magic power is the Heavenly Emperor!"

He did not directly respond to the matter of the leader of the Primordial Protoss, but instead affirmed the successor of the magic power.

His approach is very clever, no matter whether he is deceiving everyone or not, as long as everything he does is to expose the truth, the spirits can understand him...

Hearing this, Lord Cang laughed because of his fame, "Feng Quanqing, where is the evidence?"

"There is no evidence, all you have is..."

at this moment.

Feng Quanqing smiled lightly and asked back, "Evidence?"

Then he clapped his hands and said:

"Bring it up!"

boom!

Suddenly, several rays of light pierced the sky, rushed from afar, and appeared here in an instant.

"That is……"

Hundreds of billions of creatures showed confusion, but many creatures' eyes flickered with shock.

Cang Junming's pupils contracted, and a deep cold appeared in his eyes.

"Nangong Yijin!"

"That's... the little girl next to Heavenly Emperor!"

A creature exclaimed and revealed its identity.

I saw that several humanoid creatures lifted a woman, her eyes were loose, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, revealing a large piece of fair girlish skin.

At this moment, she is no longer as lively as before, without that agility and cunning, her eyes are dull and lifeless, like a walking dead...

I saw Feng Quan showing a touch of sadness, looked at Nangong Yijin, and asked:

"Who killed the leader of my ancient god clan?"

"Who is in charge of all this?"

Feng Quanqing gradually went crazy, shouting:

"Who is the inheritor of magic skills?"

"Say it, who is it?"

"Is it Heavenly Emperor?"

Nangong Yijin couldn't help trembling all over, and there was a hint of struggle in her eyes.

"talk!"

"Is it him?" Feng Quanqing pointed at Cang Shitian and shouted at Nangong Yijin.

Nangong Yijin lowered her head, her broken sleeves were shaking non-stop.

Seeing this, Feng Quanqing's eyes showed a trace of calm, and his voice became gentle.

"Is it him? Everyone is watching!"

"As long as you point it out, the inheritor will naturally be punished by righteousness on the spot!"

Feng Quanqing was awe-inspiring, with a serious face and a look of determination in his eyes.

Suddenly, Nangong Yijin moved, and slowly raised her head, her gray and bloodless thin lips trembled...

"The inheritor of magic skills... is... is..."

She raised her arms tremblingly...

Everyone's eyes widened, holding their breath and staring at Nangong Yijin.

The next moment.

The pupils of all creatures shrank suddenly, showing great horror.

"Nangong Yijin, you!" Cang Junming's eyes were also filled with shock.

"How dare you betray Lord Son of God!"

I saw Nangong Yijin pointing to the man dressed in white not far away.

"How is it possible..." Some creatures lost their voices.

"Heavenly Emperor... unexpectedly... is really..."

"The inheritor of magic skills!"

Tears welled up in Feng Quanqing's eyes, and he shouted with all his strength: "The inheritor of the magic art is the Heavenly Emperor!"

His words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the final word!

It completely confirmed Cang Shitian's identity as the inheritor of magic skills.

"Don't be afraid of him, Heavenly Emperor, he's just a cultivator!"

There was determination in Feng Quanqing's eyes, and he said loudly.

"The inheritor of killing demons, take the wealth of the Heavenly Emperor, save the world and save the name, and be famous forever!"

The loud voice turned into a storm and swept the audience.

It seems that he is born on the side of righteousness, and his words carry a kind of righteousness, giving people an inexplicable convincing force!

In an instant, the eyes of countless creatures burst into a fierce light, and they looked at the figure in white not far away.

Countless creatures, under the instigation of Feng Quanqing, have a faint tendency to unite!

Rumble!

A dense mass of darkness pushed forward again.

However, from beginning to end.

That white dress is light and calm, with indifferent eyes, like a god, forming a world of its own, without being affected in the slightest.

Naturally, he could see that it wasn't Nangong Yijin who betrayed him, but...

He glanced at Nangong Yijin indifferently, and saw the black lines hidden on his body, spreading to the depths of endless darkness...

There is a force that controls Nangong Yijin.

boom!

At this moment, a creature suddenly struck out and bombarded Cang Shitian.

Accompanied by a ringing sound, the densely packed creatures instantly erupted with extremely strong auras.

In an instant, the vast Three Thousand Laws surged into the sky, blasting towards Cang Shitian.

The entire sky was shaking, and countless channels were trembling, making ear-splitting roars.

Seeing this, Cang Jun's name and Cang Yao's expressions changed.

A vast brilliance erupted in an instant, and the Eight Cang Tianming glyphs flickered, resisting at the forefront.

"Son of God, go!" Cang Junming roared angrily.

I didn't expect to face such a battle in the end, and I was really brought back by Feng Quanqing...

However.

Cang Shitian smiled lightly, and pushed the two away casually.

"System, sign in!" He said silently in his heart.