Chapter 932

All this is not a dream, but he is Jiang Feng step by step experience, and at this time in this world, there is only one possible reason, small six road!

"What I have entered is the realm of people in the six paths. Everything I see now is where I used to be. It should be the realm of people who stole my memory." Jiang Feng finally asserted.

This is a very terrible means, let him have a kind of whole body to see through the feeling, fortunately is not a warrior with this means to get his memory, otherwise it is too terrible.

However, even if Xiao liudao himself acquired the world in his memory, it was still terrible. At least the man who created Xiao liudao could be regarded as against the heaven. He could imitate the heaven and create a Xiao liudao.

Now that he knows that Xiao liudao has stolen the memory in his brain and projected the world, Jiang Feng is relieved. He walks around Yudi city with a kind of mentality of looking back on the past.

As for why the Yudi city appeared, not Jiuyou holy city, nor other ancient cities, according to Jiang Feng's conjecture, it should be Yudi city that is more important in his memory, so the memory is more profound, and it is most easy to be stolen.

Of course, it may also be random. For Jiang Feng, all this is no longer important.

At this time, Jiang Feng eyes suddenly a coagulation, he saw a familiar figure.

In the crowded street ahead, there is a young man with excellent temperament. He is white and looks like a woman. He is holding a feather fan and is wandering in the street. His eyes are watching the beautiful women passing by from time to time.

"Nangongfan!" Jiangfeng some unexpected shouts, but Nangong fan didn't seem to hear his shouts, no reaction.

Jiang Feng strode forward, not for a moment, has been close to Nangong fan, once again called out: "Nangong fan!"

It's time for people hundreds of meters away to hear the sound.

However, Nangong fan still did not respond.

At this time, Jiang Feng finally realized that something was wrong. He strode forward and stood in front of Nangong fan. However, Nangong fan turned a blind eye to him and stepped forward to pass through his body.

"My body is nothing!" Jiang Feng Leng in place, the brain was struck by lightning, a moment to understand what.

The world of xiaoliudao people can directly copy the memory of the person who steps into it, but the person who is copied cannot appear in the copied world as a real body, but can look at this world.

This kind of feeling is like a ghost, but it touches Jiang Feng very much. This is the case of the lack of Xiao Liu Dao. If it is a complete Xiao Liu Dao, can it not change the past world, change everything or people at will, and it can also fly through the past and the future at will?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng can't help but suck in the cold air. This is not the category he can understand in this realm. It involves the law of heaven and earth, and even the vague definition of the past and future.

Until this time, Jiang Feng had reason to believe that the person who created xiaoliudao really wanted to create a complete world, not just playing around, nor was he bluffing.

Jiang Feng asked himself that even before he died, he was still a generation of God killers in canglan, and he didn't have the courage to create the six ways of heaven and earth.

After walking in Yudi city for a long time, Jiang Feng's mind body stops. He meditates in the boundless wasteland and understands the world with his mind. Instead of letting the world contain his mind, he lets his mind surpass the human world.

Slowly, Jiang Feng's idea, return to the noumenon, Yudi City, countless figures, a piece of architecture, the vast world, the infinite wilderness, this moment, in Jiang Feng's idea world, is just a picture.

When this picture became a memory point in the brain, Jiang Feng opened his eyes, a touch of light flickered slightly, like stars floating in the pupil.

Looking around, the eight wastelands of heaven and earth are chaotic. At this time, Jiang Feng is sitting in the chaos. He is the only one between heaven and earth and has an indescribable charm.

"It's been 100000 years, and finally someone has come. Welcome!" In the moment Jiang Feng opened his eyes, a simple voice came, let him look suddenly a coagulation.

When he wanted to look at the source of the voice, he suddenly found that it was impossible to judge where the other voice came from. In all directions, the other voice echoed, mysterious and unpredictable.

"You are the founder of xiaoliudao?" Jiang Feng asked, this is the only possibility he can think of.

"You can say yes or no." The voice of nothingness comes again. It is as old as ever, just like an old man who hasn't spoken for many years. It has the quality of history.

"What does that mean?" Jiang Feng doesn't understand. He inquires. He is no longer nervous. He gets some clues on the fresco of Feixian, and traces to Xiao liudao. If the other party wants to kill him, he will do it directly. There is no need to talk nonsense here.

After all, the previous life is also a generation of killing gods who have been practicing for countless years. They still have the ability to judge whether a person is hostile to himself or not.

"I'm just a trace of the spirit of the person who created xiaoliudao. My real body is no longer here. I'm just leaving this trace of my spirit, and I'm here to attract future generations."

The voice came from nothingness, with an indescribable sadness.

Jiang Feng smell speech, thoughts crazy shock, the other party is just a wisp of imprint, this is too terrible.

A warrior's own imprint can imprint a lot of information, but he has never heard of it. A trace of imprint can still speak, which is beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. Even Jiang Feng was very surprised at this time.

"Where is your body now?" Jiang Feng restrained the rolling heart and asked.

"One hundred thousand years ago, he stepped into the field of putu, and has not come back yet."

Said the spiritual mark in nothingness.

Jiang Feng's eyes were filled with horror when he heard the words. What the other party said coincided with the contents recorded in the frescoes of Feixian!

What's more shaking in his heart is that the same message left by the ancestors of Huoman and the empress juexian, "futu", seems to have found something after listening to the words of the spiritual imprint!

"I dare to ask you, did you ever know Juexin and Huoman?" Jiang Feng mood uneasy asked, this is about his heart has been a mystery.

"I know." The spiritual mark is simple and firm.

Jiang Feng heart shock, sure enough, in the small six here has been verified!

But it is just confirmed that there are still many things that have not been confirmed.

"I don't know if their two predecessors also went to the field of futu?" Jiang Feng asks, he is verifying the information recorded on the frescoes of Feixian one by one.

"Yes." The spirit imprint replied: "I'm deeply impressed by the two people you mentioned. Juexian Nu Di is the most amazing nun I've ever seen. She is so powerful that even my real body has to be afraid of three points. The fire man ancestor is the first one in the field of fire