The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

The scenery of the Western Zhou Dynasty quickly retreated, and Ouyang seemed to be standing in the turbulence of time and space, and everything in front of him was once again infinitely stretched into countless rays of light.

When he reappeared, Ouyang returned to the sword platform.

Bai Feiyu and Chen Changsheng were staring at him intently, wondering why Ouyang stood there without moving.

Ouyang had the illusion that a long time had passed, and that he had accompanied Li Taibai through his life intermittently for fifty years.

But in the eyes of Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu, Ouyang always stood there without moving.

Looking at Bai Feiyu, who was dressed in white and had a sword hanging from his waist, he seemed to merge with Li Taibai in his memory.

Li Taibai's voice and appearance slowly overlapped with those of Bai Feiyu in front of him.

Really good!

Ouyang raised his legs and stepped on the sword platform in one step, climbing to the top step by step in the next second!

He stood next to Bai Feiyu and Chen Changsheng.

"WTF!!!?"

Bai Feiyu and Chen Changsheng looked at Ouyang in front of them in confusion. From their perspective, Ouyang only took one step, but he came to the two of them first.

At the ninety-ninth level, he had already eliminated 90% of the sword cultivators at the sword stage.

Tens of thousands of sword cultivators have been eliminated due to exhaustion, and now there are only a few thousand people standing at the top of the sword climbing platform.

Among these thousands of casual cultivators, all are talented casual cultivators who have attracted much attention. But even geniuses, after climbing the ninety-ninth floor of the sword climbing platform, their true energy was exhausted, and they all crossed their legs and adjusted their breaths.

After passing the sword climbing platform, everyone can use their true energy again, so they naturally seize the time to restore their strength to the maximum extent!

"Is there something growing on my face?" Ouyang touched his face inexplicably, wondering why these two traitors looked at him so strangely.

"Elder brother? How did you get up here?" Chen Changsheng asked curiously.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course I came up here!" Ouyang rolled his eyes and said.

Bai Feiyu looked at Ouyang's natural expression and was also lost in thought.

Could it be that as a senior brother in the qi training period, he is actually a swordsman genius?

After such a ridiculous idea came up, Bai Feiyu immediately shook his head.

It’s not that the eldest brother has never learned swordsmanship. He once practiced swordsmanship for three days in order to become a swordsman.

But in the end, because he accidentally stabbed himself in the thigh, he broke the defense and cursed, and finally ended without any problem.

From Bai Feiyu's point of view, the eldest brother's talent in swordsmanship is extremely poor. It can even be said that he has never seen a monk with such talent in swordsmanship.

Even Chen Changsheng, who does not practice swordsmanship, can release sword energy at will.

Senior brother practiced swordsmanship for three days and still managed to scratch his own thigh.

But why can Senior Brother be the first to ascend the ninety-ninth level of the sword platform?

Even if he has already regained control of the law, he will have to climb onto the sword platform step by step.

Could it be a qualitative change caused by the huge infuriating energy?

For now, this is the only reason that seems convincing.

Chen Changsheng, who was on the side, looked at the triumphant Ouyang with admiration and praised: "Elder brother is really talented!"

Facing Chen Changsheng's rainbow fart, Ouyang waved his hand, smiled and looked around.

This is a small square, and the innermost part of the square is the gate of the palace.

The monks scattered around the square all looked like they were walking sloppily, their faces were pale, and they were exhausted.

It was as if he had been held fencing for three days and nights by the brothers and nobles of Qingyun Sect's Xingfeng.

Ouyang's eyes were fixed on a monk in blue, it was Zhao Qiansun who had disappeared!

At this time, Zhao Qiansun's face was also pale, he was crossing his legs and adjusting his breath, recovering his excessive consumption of real energy.

Ouyang walked over quickly, squatted in front of Zhao Qiansun, and said kindly: "Is that okay, little dog?"

Hearing Ouyang's voice, Zhao Qiansun opened his eyes slightly and saw Ouyang, the god of mold, squatting in front of him and looking at him with a smile.

Zhao Qiansun stood up in a hurry and wanted to leave. Now that he saw Ouyang, he just wanted to get away as far as he could.

He and Ouyang had only been together for a few hours, but Ouyang was so frightened that he and this guy were absolutely in conflict.

But he doesn't blame himself. Zhao Qiansun himself doesn't dare to think about how tough the person who can get along with Ouyang day and night is!

Ouyang saw Zhao Qiansun preparing to leave, stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Qiansun's sleeves, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, why are you running away? We brothers hit it off immediately. Can we find time to go out to drink tea and chat together?"

Only a ghost would want to drink tea with you!

Zhao Qiansun cursed in his heart, but he forced a smile on his face and said: "Someday, another day!"

But Ouyang just didn't let go. When he was transported by the system to the ancient era to correct the timeline, Ouyang knew that there must be a big problem with his cow-horse system!

Now my first initial mission is just short of a destiny child, although my first impression of Zhao Qiansun was not very good.

But this does not prevent him from using Zhao Qiansun to fill the number of tasks.

After all, the Son of Destiny is too difficult to meet. Zhao Qiansun ran away in front of him. Who knows when he will meet another one!

First, after passing the initial tasks of the system, see what hell operations the system has, and then find a way to get rid of this system in yourself!

The more he thought about it, the hotter Ouyang looked at Zhao Qiansun. The hotter Ouyang's eyes became, the more panicked Zhao Qiansun became.

Why does this kid look at me like a tiger looking at a rabbit?

no! I want to go!

Zhao Qiansun clenched his fingers and prepared to run away, but an unknown formation rose up under his feet, instantly disrupting his technique!

"This is? The Spirit-Spreading Formation!" Zhao Qiansun looked at the looming formation at his feet in horror.

"Senior brother, my senior brother is so enthusiastic, you shouldn't want to leave, right?" Chen Changsheng walked out from behind Ouyang, looked at Zhao Qiansun in front of him, and said with a smile on his face.

when! He was actually able to set up a spirit scattering array in his Western Zhou Dynasty without even realizing it!

Suddenly, Zhao Qiansun turned his face to one side and turned his head slightly, and an extremely small beam of true energy flew over, wiping his hair.

Zhao Qiansun's face turned pale. He looked at Chen Changsheng who had a smile on his face. He snorted coldly and said, "Who are you, sir? Why do you want to take Zhao's hair?"

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhao Qiansun in surprise. This was the first time he had failed. He didn't expect that the opponent who was only in the pill formation stage would be so sharp?

Chen Changsheng simply stopped pretending. With a wave of his hand, six puppets surrounded Zhao Qiansun and Ouyang one after another. Chen Changsheng looked at Zhao Qiansun and said: "I guess this senior brother and my senior brother have something to say that they haven't said yet." It’s over, why not leave later!”

Zhao Qiansun looked at the six monks who suddenly appeared in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Their auras had obviously entered the Nascent Soul, and he suddenly started to sweat. He looked panicked and was about to explain the misunderstanding.

At this time, the closed door of the palace in the innermost part of the square was exploded!

Several shrill screams were heard!

A sword cultivator came out with his sword in a panic, and shouted loudly to the sword cultivators who were still adjusting their breath with a horrified look on their face:

"Sword Demon! It's Sword Demon! Run away..."

puff!

Before the monk finished speaking, a blood-red sword energy stretched out from the palace and penetrated his chest.

The monk who had just escaped and ascended to heaven instantly turned into a candied haws, and the blood-red sword energy dragged the monk back into the palace like a tentacle!