Jiang Chen's soul power covered the entire Wangdi Mountain. At that moment, he saw another person. That person looked very similar to Nanhua Zhenren, but he was an old man with white beard and hair. In Jiang Chen's mind , there was a loud bang, and there was a thump in my heart.

"Who is that person? Is it Master Nanhua? Then who is the person in front of me?"

Jiang Chen was extremely confused, that person, Why did Jiang Chen feel an extremely familiar feeling? He seemed to raise his head and glance at himself, but it was full of doubts and puzzles.

　“That’s not right!”

Jiang Chen’s expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly remembered a possibility. The person in front of him was not the real Nanhua person. One of them was a young man, One is old. Could it be said that these are two clones of Nan Hua Zhenren?

Jiang Chen suddenly heard the sound. The moment Xing Feng walked into the Ten Thousand Years Iron Tree, he disappeared without a trace. Where did he go? Did he disappear or is he practicing somewhere? In other words, was it directly erased?

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded in Jiang Chen's mind, with a faint childish sound, and Jiang Chen's expression changed. As soon as it changed, he knew that it was his Tianlong Sword sword soul.

The Tianlong Sword slashed at the ten thousand-year-old iron tree with a breath that would destroy the world, but it was still one step away because the iron tree had begun to grow crazily.

The moment Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, the thousand-year-old iron tree blossomed, its branches grew vertically and horizontally, and grew infinitely, completely sealing Jiang Chen in it.

"You are not the real person of Nanhua!"

Jiang Chen shouted in a deep voice, his eyes sharp, and his breathing suddenly became heavy. Only now did he realize that this guy had actually been plotting against him from the beginning.

"Haha, I know now, it seems a little too late. A mere Hunyuan treasure weapon wants to cut off the branches of my exquisite treasure tree. It is really whimsical. If the sword soul grows up, maybe I will still be a little wary, but now, your soul has grown up and has a trace of Tao Yun. It really surprises me. I thought that it would be enough to reach the soul of the emperor, but your talent makes I'm shocked. If Xiaoyao Dao is passed down in your hands, it may actually rise."

Master Nan Hua still smiled calmly. It seemed that there was no accident. Jiang Chen was able to discover him. It was already too late.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice, staring at Master Nanhua with cold eyes.

"How do you know that I am not Master Nanhua? If I were not Master Nanhua, how could I teach you the "Namhua Sutra"?Haha, little kid, don’t be arbitrary in everything. Can’t Master Nanhua set you up? Seeing is not necessarily believing. Although your Tao Yun Qi is not strong enough, for me, it has benefited a lot. After swallowing your Dao Yun, it is time for me to change my appearance. "

" Master Nanhua said with a smile, all this is under his control.

"So, Xing Feng is dead, and he was directly killed by you quietly. The sound was obliterated. "

Jiang Chen said.

"Your souls are of some use to me. I only want to pursue a little bit of teaching you the "Nanhua Sutra". It's just Dao Yun. Obviously, you did not disappoint me. "

Master Nanhua said with a smile, for Jiang Chen, he just regarded it as a cauldron, a cauldron used to gather Dao Yun.

"Then what are you? Not the real Nanhua? And who is that person on the top of the mountain in the far north? ”

Jiang Chen’s face was solemn. He was already confused by this Nanhua master. He had no way of knowing what kind of full set and layout this was.
< br />　“Well, it doesn’t hurt to let you understand everything. I am Nanhua Zhenren, but I am not Nanhua Zhenren. My true body is this exquisite treasure tree. And my soul is the dark side of Zhuang Zhou. In order to extend my life, Zhuang Zhou made a decision that even he could not imagine, that is, to use part of his soul to burn the Tao Yun for me to extend my life. He claims to be the Taoist Taoist, and all things in the world have their own laws, one yin and one yang, reversing the chaos of Tiangang. Unfortunately, his Tao Yun failed to change all this. And I came into being because of this. You can call me Nanhua Zhenren, or you can call me Linglong Baoshu, hahaha. If it weren't for Zhuang Zhou, I would have reached the realm of heaven and man long ago. It's a pity, it's a pity. I sacrificed hundreds of millions of years of cultivation to save him, but he suppressed me here. I wanted to run rampant in the world, but he blocked me in every possible way. In the end, we had to die together. Hum, he wants to change me, right? possible. I am who I am, who can do anything to me? Zhuangzhou Daoyun was extraordinary and had profound talents. Didn’t he also fall? I don't believe it. I can't go against heaven and regain control of the ninth heaven. ”

Master Nanhua’s eyes were cold, and he was a little angry. The depression in his heart was difficult to vent. In his eyes, he was the supreme strong man. Xiaoyao Dao, as long as he could re-condensate the Tao Yun , he will have the opportunity to be reborn. Between heaven and earth, Xiaoyao Dao will also be his unique inheritance.

“So, you want to replace Zhuang Zhou and become the real man of Nanhua! "

Jiang Chen was extremely dignified, and his inner world was even more shocked.

"It's not a replacement, I am Nanhua, Nanhua is me, how can I replace it? explain? I want to rebuild Xiaoyao Dao, but that old guy Zhuang Zhou doesn’t want to at all. Xiaoyao Dao ZongAcross the sky and the earth, there is an enemy in the sky, and even in the nine heavens, he has exhausted all his cultivation at the peak of his power. It is really stupid. Without him, I can still achieve the supreme freedom. "

Master Nan Hua said coldly, he looked proud of the sky, his courage was soaring in the world, no one could match him. This courage had already shocked Jiang Chen, but after all, it was still impossible for him to cultivate Xiaoyao again. Taoist.

"You are not Zhuang Zhou, you can't understand. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart and caressed the cuckoo's happy journey. You are just a wisp of his thoughts and a remnant soul. After all, you He cannot become Zhuang Zhou. "

Jiang Chen said with burning eyes.

"Hmph, as long as I can rebuild the Xiaoyao Dao, even Zhuang Zhou cannot be my opponent. How can a mortal who has never crossed the imperial realm know my ambition? Zhuang Zhou, I want this heaven and earth. No matter how difficult it is to cover my eyes, I want this universe to surrender in my hands. I will complete the free path you have not completed for you! "

" Master Nanhua looked at Beishan, his eyes were solemn, extremely determined, and full of arrogance.

"Next, your soul and your Tao Yun will all belong to me. All of them. ”

The overwhelming aura of Master Nanhua blocked the sun and the sky, and the ten thousand-year-old iron tree also bloomed everywhere at this moment.

Three thousand years ago, when Jiang Chen woke up again , it was just a blink of an eye. But he knew that this good fortune was not so easy to obtain.