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The dark and empty starry sky tunnel, the stars shining, forming a huge star network.

Deep in the tunnel, a shadow appeared, living in the distance, drawing a beautiful beam of star marks, falling steadily on a floating stone platform.

"Zhushi Palace~, it seems that it has fallen." A long sigh was made, and the figure disappeared on the stone platform in a flash.

On the ground of the stone platform, a dust particle with a very different color from the surface slowly sank into the ground.

Back at the Poison Lord Tower, Ou Chuyang came directly to the Poison Lord's Mansion.

After coming out of the Thunder Realm, it happened to be blocked by the Eight-District Emperor in Fulei City. Ou Chuyang didn't know about this. He moved the starry sky several times and came to a place called "Shredded Palace" in the north of the Starry Sky Tunnel. He felt that he was already far away from Fulei City, so he felt relieved to enter the Poison Lord Tower to rest.

The starry sky shifting technique is extremely perverted. Ou Chuyang can only use it three times in his prime. After three times, he must enter the Poison Lord Tower to recover his vitality.

Now the Poison Lord Tower has lost its former Ninghe. Once it enters the Poison Lord Tower and the Green Poison River, you can see a crowd of people rushing. Some are in groups of three or five, joining together; some are competing martial arts and skills on the riverside, which is very lively.

These are all the elites in the Zixiao Sect. Since there are very few residences in the Poison Lord's mansion, Ou Chuyang could only instruct Fu Quan to temporarily arrange them on the banks of the Green Poison River. As for the silver-scale demon fish in the river and the poisonous python hidden in the green fog in the sky, Ou Chuyang only needs to use the power of the forbidden force to control them not to attack the people in Zixiao, and it will not cause ridiculous panic.

When he arrived at the Poison Lord's Mansion, Ou Chuyang happened to see a group of relatives and friends gathered together. His faces were filled with unconcealed surprise. He was watching the scenery of the Poison Lord's Mansion under Fu Quan's introduction.

What is the scenery of the Poison Lord’s Mansion? Of course, it is those rare treasures.

"A lot of spiritual pills are actually from the king level." On the left, Qi Ling, Qing Chen and others had a very common habit of alchemy for refining Zixiao Sect were crowded in the Zangdan Pavilion, their eyes full of surprise and burning gazes.

"There are so many magical artifacts, the best-grade heavenly artifacts, and the king-level artifacts~" Not far away, even Xu Jie'er and Dongfang Xue couldn't help but exclaim. As their beautiful eyes were waving, a little bit of surprise appeared.

"Brother, this place is so good. There are so many treasures. No wonder the Emperor of Nine Realms wants to issue a special killing order to capture you. If it were me, I wouldn't have let you run away like that."

Just as he was smiling at Zixiao and others, a hearty laughter sounded behind him, and then Ou Chuyang felt a heavy hand falling on his shoulder.

Needless to say, the person who spoke was Huang Lang.

With a slight smile, Ou Chuyang turned around and saw the familiar face and said, "It's just good luck. Without Senior Yin, it's probably not so easy."

Huang Lang and others had long heard about the Battle of the Poison Lord Tower in Ou Zi. Although there were many immeasurable components contained in it, in their eyes, Ou Chuyang was still the one who could create miracles.

Haha, Huang Lang said, "Then you have to be able to do it. If you don't say much, brother, you will always be the person you admire the most. There are so many treasures that you can compare to any of the nine domains." Huang Lang said, licking his tongue greedily.

Ou Chuyang shook his head and smiled, "Brother, tell me what you need."

"Anything is OK?" Huang Lang's eyes lit up.

"Why are you polite to me?" Ou Chuyang rolled his eyes and said.

"Hehe, then I'm not polite." Huang Lang rubbed his hands and said, "Is there any better artifact? It doesn't need to be too good. It's enough for the lower grade of the king. Haha, the elder brother is still using the heavenly artifact now, and it's embarrassing to say it."

Six hundred thousand years have passed, Huang Lang has become a mid-level God Emperor. The most suitable match for the use of king-level magical artifacts, and his strength will also increase greatly.

Ou Chuyang nodded, his divine thoughts moved slightly, and the eight hundred and eighty-eight magical weapons of the Divine Soldier Pavilion passed by quickly before his eyes, and Ou Chuyang knew it in his heart.

With a light move, a heavy and huge machete appeared in Ou Chuyang's hand.

As soon as the knife was released, it immediately emitted an amazing energy, filling the entire Poison Lord's Mansion. The Zixiao, who was still admiring, felt that the momentum in the space had changed. At the same time, it looked at Ou Chuyang. When they found that the machete in Ou Chuyang's hand emitted such amazing energy, they widened their eyes one by one.

Handing the machete to Huang Lang, Ou Chuyang said calmly: "The Ju Kun Blade should be suitable for you."

Suitable. Of course suitable.

The top-grade magic weapon of the Wangjie level is also Huang Lang’s favorite knife, so how can it not be suitable?

He excitedly held the Ju Kun Blade in his hand, and suddenly felt the amazing weight coming from the artifact. Huang Lang roared excitedly. The Ju Kun Blade waved and a wisp of sword light swung out. A sharp light suddenly drew out from the space and slashed into the void. If the Poison Lord's Mansion had not been controlled by Ou Chuyang with the power of restraint, this knife would probably be enough to slash the void and a big hole would have been opened in the sky.

Huang Lang was excited and laughed wildly, which caused envious gazes from the surroundings. Looking at these gazes, Ou Chuyang smiled slightly and said aloud: "What do you need? You can tell Uncle Quan directly that Uncle Quan will choose a satisfactory artifact for everyone."

Those who can stand in the Du Jun Mansion are all people who Ou Chuyang is familiar with, and they are also old-fashioned strong men on the Brave Continent. They have a very short relationship with Ou Chuyang, so Ou Chuyang will naturally not be stingy with them.

Looking at the gratitude in everyone's eyes, Ou Chuyang was in a good mood: "In the past few years, Zixiao's development has not contributed a little. These magical tools should be considered compensation." Thinking of this, Ou Chuyang smiled and said, "Everyone, I have a good place, everyone will follow me."

As he said that, Ou Chuyang led everyone into the tall pavilion, which was the entrance to the heartland. The round jade mechanism twisted and twisted, and a ray of golden light came down from the top of his head. The place where the golden light shone was the teleportation array realm.

Ou Chuyang's footsteps moved slightly and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. Behind him, Xu Jie'er, Dongfang Xue, Huang Lang and others were all stunned, and then they poured in one after another with a feeling of anxiety.

As soon as everyone turned their eyes, they only felt a flash in front of them, and then they came to another unfamiliar space, which was filled with rich energy of heaven and earth, and the area was so vast that it was unimaginable that such a place would appear in a high tower.

As soon as he entered, Xu Jieer found that Ou Chuyang was standing in front of not far away, looking at the crowd of people on his face with a smile on his face, and walked slowly towards him. Xu Jieer asked in confusion: "Ou Chuyang, what is this place?"

Ou Chuyang smiled slightly, looked at Xu Jie'er with care, then turned to the people who came in, and shouted: "Everyone, welcome to the past Xinyuan~" "Passive Xinyuan? What is it? Have you never heard of this place?" Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but wonder.

Ou Chuyang paused and said slowly: "The past heart is the holy place of cultivation in the Poison Lord Tower. There is a rich and rich energy of heaven and earth. Everyone has seen it. The most important thing is that this is a place where the flow rate of time exceeds the outside world." "What?" "The flow rate of time exceeds the outside world?" "What does this mean? This means that one year outside, one hundred years inside?" "Well, isn't the speed of cultivation here a hundred times that outside?" "Wow~" Shortly after, the past heart was in the original

He fell into a dead silence, but not long afterwards, dozens of people exclaimed in shock. "Time flows a hundred times faster." "There is such a good place." Ou Tianxing smiled bitterly and shook his head. Looking at his descendants, he seemed to feel strange. Thinking about the small Dangshan Ou family he founded hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was just a small family with many powerful martial arts masters. In a blink of an eye, his exiled grandson had reached this level. The past Xinyuan, the Poison Lord Tower, is all this in a dream?

Even Ou Tianxing felt this way, not to mention Ou Haopeng, Fang Lao and the Ou family. Each of them had tears of excitement in their eyes. Looking around, then looking at Ou Chuyang, tears finally couldn't help but flow down. "He is too far away from us now." The height at which Ou Chuyang stood was indeed far beyond everyone. Although his strength did not seem so brilliant, that was only a matter of time. Even Ou Tianxing felt this way, let alone Ou Haopeng, Fang Lao and the Ou family. They all had tears of excitement in their eyes. Looking around, then looking at Ou Chuyang, tears finally flowed down. "He is too far away from us now." The height at which Ou Chuyang stood was indeed far beyond everyone. Although his strength did not seem so brilliant, it was only a matter of time.

After only hundreds of thousands of years, it is nothing in the Tianwu Realm, but he has climbed all the way from a small ascenator to reach the realm of the Divine Emperor. The most important thing is, which Divine Emperor will escape calmly from the hands of the four emperors.

Looking at the history of the Tianwu Realm, are there such people?

No. Absolutely not.

Ou Chuyang is the first one.

Shocked, admired, envied, worshiped. At this moment, everyone turned their extremely admired eyes to Ou Chuyang.

After a moment of silence, Zijing was the most calm. After thinking for a while, he walked up silently and asked, "Sect Master, see that the area here is vast. I wonder if the Zixiao Sect on the Green Poison River can also come in to practice. If possible, Zixiao will definitely grow rapidly into the other overlord after the Nine Domain and the Seven Forbidden Lands in a short period of time." He looked at Zijing with admiration, Ou Chuyang kept nodding and said, "Sister Zijing is right, this sect does have this.

I would like to say that this past thought seems vast, but it is not boundless, but only 3,000 people can still accommodate it, and I have the intention." "Really?" Zijing served Zixiao Sect and Ou Chuyang throughout her life. In addition to her love with Bai Tianzhong, she devoted herself to the construction of Zixiao Sect. Her life was extremely exciting, and what could make Zijing happy the most is the expansion of Zixiao Sect's power and the stability of its foundation.

Looking at Zijing's incredible gaze, Ou Chuyang proved his words with his actions. With a wave of his hand, the space was shaken, and the door of void opened wide. Thousands of the elite Zixiao Sect living by the Green Poison River were wonderfully transmitted into the past Xinyuan. At that moment, the whole past Xinyuan was completely filled with people, and the lively and surprising atmosphere reached the clouds for a long time.

The arrangement of nearly 3,000 people is really a matter of hard work, but with the butler Fu Quan, Ou Chuyang doesn't need to do anything at all. He is only responsible for conveying his meaning to Fu Quan.

After struggling for more than a day, Ou Chuyang finally arranged the three thousand people. Even Ou Chuyang felt tired, but Fu Quan kept maintaining a high level of excitement. As a result, Ou Chuyang also saw the cuteness of this poor old man.

"I have been trapped in the Poison Lord Tower for hundreds of millions of years, and there is not even a person to talk. It is indeed pitiful." Ou Chuyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and wanted to leave.

At this moment, his eyes swept across Wanning not far away, and Ou Chuyang couldn't help but frown.

Although Wan Ning has become Ou Chuyang's money-free fighter, in order to better protect his safety, his cultivation level cannot always maintain the status quo, so Ou Chuyang threw Wan Ning into the past heart. Perhaps this is the only thing that can make Wan Ning feel happy. But now it seems that he is not in a good mood.

"Wanning~" A soft call was called, Wanning saw Ou Chuyang and walked over slowly.

"Master~" He gave a respectful salute, and Wan Ning would not speak anymore.

Ou Chuyang glanced at Wan Ning and asked, "Is it comfortable to live?"

I wonder why Ou Chuyang asked this, Wan Ning could only answer: "Go back to the master, yes."

"Then why are you frowning?" Ou Chuyang shouted in a deep voice.

Wan Ning turned around and looked at the bustling crowd, and answered neither, nor could he not answer, so he had to stand there and speak silently.

Seeing this, Ou Chuyang understood a little and said, "First go see Sun Xingrui with me, and come back to arrange a secluded place for you."

Wan Ning was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head and his eyes were full of incredible expressions. He never thought that Ou Chuyang would be so kind to him, and even his own thoughts were considered. He was a prisoner.

"What? Don't want to?" Seeing that Wan Ning was silent and stood there, Ou Chuyang's voice was slightly deeper.

"No, Wan Ning thanked the master." Wan Ning of course was willing. In his eyes, no one standing here could see him. Being with these people was too inconsistent with his identity. Ou Chuyang was naturally willing to arrange something else for himself. In other words, even if he was unwilling, he could not say it out. After all, his life was still in the hands of others.

"Okay, come with me."

Ou Chuyang pretended to be cold and serious, in order to tell Wan Ning that Ou Chuyang was his master and could never change it.

He snorted coldly, and the two of them had their past hearts in the blink of an eye and rushed directly to the Divine Cauldron of Creation.

Today, the Divine Cauldron of Creation has become a place where Ou Chuyang conscripts and imprisons. Wan Ning was like this before, and Sun Xingrui is no exception now.

In the first floor of the Creation Divine Cauldron, the innate True Yang Fire Furnace, Sun Xingrui is commanding four subordinates to fight against the True Yang Fire Spirit.

Ou Chuyang underestimated Sun Xingrui before, but he didn't expect that he could use formations. No wonder the four capable subordinates were at the realm of high-level gods. Ou Chuyang took a look and saw that it was not the Sifang Qimen Formation or something?

No need to think too much about it, Sun Xingrui was born in the Fire Domain and should have known Qi Huan at the time. I am afraid that these four-sided Qi Gate formations were also taught by Qi Huan. However, due to Sun Xingrui's strong strength, the four-sided Qi Gate formations he used were relatively much stronger. At least Ou Chuyang believed that if he had met not Qi Huan but Sun Xingrui, he would not have been able to break his formation.
Chapter completed!