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

Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng have been meditating in the Qingyun Secret Realm for some time.

I originally thought that Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng would not come out of seclusion until they returned, but unexpectedly they had already come out of seclusion at this time.

Ouyang looked at Chen Changsheng and met Chen Changsheng's calm eyes.

Damn it, the calm look on Lao San’s face shows that he is murderous!

The last time Ling Feng confronted him in front of Dong Xuzi in the main hall, he got over it.

But Ouyang has always been wary of this good old man who suddenly changed his personality.

But Ling Feng's performance was so good that there wasn't even a single flaw.

But just because there were no loopholes, not only did Ouyang become more vigilant, but it even aroused Dong Xuzi's suspicion.

Otherwise, Dong Xuzi would not have begged him to let Ling Feng go in the future.

The world is not perfect, and anything that is too perfect will arouse suspicion.

Ouyang just nodded in response to Chen Changsheng's words and said nothing more.

From the time I entered the human world to the present, everything has the shadow of my master behind it.

Being plotted by his master is not a shameful thing, but this ability makes Ouyang feel a little scared.

Just because your master can do it, doesn’t mean that others can’t do it as well!

For example, I had just rewritten the past with my own hands, even though I had an inconsistent system.

But couldn’t those ancient immortals also do it?

They have been dead for so long, but they still use countless accidents to create the results they want!

In order for his second son to reopen his path to immortality, he has actually made arrangements now!

Therefore, regarding Ling Feng's sudden change of temperament, Ouyang naturally thought of Lin Feng he met in the human world.

I asked my master Hu Yun at that time, but Lin Feng's appearance was not included in his master's deduction.

Lin Feng's appearance became a variable!

This caused Ouyang to no longer dare to touch the current Ling Feng at will, and even became a little timid.

Ouyang inadvertently looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that the blue sky had become unfathomable.

When Master comes back, let's ask that old pervert what he should do!

Whenever I think of my lecherous and obscure master, although I have a headache, he is always surprisingly reliable.

There were thousands of thoughts in Ouyang's mind, but Leng Qingsong's speed of devouring the entire Immortal Secret Realm did not stop at all.

It seems that the entire immortal secret realm is being absorbed into the green lotus between the eyebrows.

It's like randomly picking up a point from the inside of a balloon and stretching it inward. The entire balloon begins to deform along with this point.

All the sword cultivators looked in horror at the huge dachshund standing behind them. Two teenagers were holding a person high, and the person being lifted up was absorbing everything here!

It seems that as long as you run slower, you will be absorbed by that person!

Funny and terrifying.

"Fuck! It's the dog-carrying God of War! Don't come over!!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! We're still almost out of here! Don't underestimate me, Hun Dan!"

"Mom, it's so scary here, I want to go home!"

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All the sword cultivators were running madly towards the direction of the clear light pillar, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

Fortunately, among all the monks, sword cultivators are known for their speed, and although Leng Qingsong's absorption speed is very fast, it is still not as fast as the full flight speed of the monks in the pill formation stage.

After Ouyang and Chen Changsheng flew out of the Immortal Secret Realm holding Leng Qingsong, all the monks had already ran out.

As soon as he ran out of the Immortal Secret Realm, the entire Immortal Secret Realm was completely absorbed by the green lotus between Leng Qingsong's brows.

Leng Qingsong fell into a deep coma.

Bai Feiyu landed in front of Ouyang, stepped forward to check on Leng Qingsong, and raised his head to signal that Leng Qingsong was okay.

Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Leng Qingsong, who was sleeping soundly, he suddenly became angry. Starting from the Immortal Secret Realm, his second brother had been lying down to win the whole game, and it was totally his own life.

In the end, Leng Qingsong, who had won, became the biggest winner. He had nothing but a dog.

Thinking of this, Ouyang wanted to raise his hand and slap the old man in front of him twice to calm down his anger.

Suddenly a drop of water fell on Ouyang's face. Ouyang frowned and raised his hand to wipe off the water droplets on his face, only to find that it was unusually sticky.

Looking down, there was a touch of bright red on my hands!

It started to rain from the sky, and this was not ordinary rain, but raindrops mixed with blood, and it was accompanied by the sound of countless heavy objects falling to the ground.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Ouyang looked up and was stunned.

Every sound of a heavy object falling to the ground means a corpse hitting the ground!

Those corpses were the great monks who were killed in the palace by Ou Yezi, who was possessed by the immortal and controlled Leng Qingsong's body!

Everyone stood in the rain of blood, and their clothes were soaked by the rain of blood that smelled of blood.

The atmosphere began to become a little solemn, and countless sword cultivators looked at Ouyang and the others, especially Leng Qingsong, who was still unconscious in the middle, being protected by the three Ouyangs.

The sword cultivators from the Western Zhou Dynasty silently gathered around him, and layers of crowds surrounded Ouyang Xiren at the center.

Hundreds of sword cultivators who were above the out-of-body stage died tragically like this. As sword cultivators, they would never stand idly by when faced with such a thing.

Even if his strength is low and everyone shares half of his brain, when faced with monsters killing his kind, the sword cultivator will definitely be the first one to rush out.

Because even if they dare not speak out, the sword in their hands will not agree!

Bai Feiyu was dressed in white clothes with scarlet dots, and his gentle and elegant temperament added a touch of enchantment.

Chen Changsheng's silver-white mask was mostly stained red with blood, like an evil ghost from the underworld.

Ouyang, whose clothes were soaked with blood, held the handsome boy on his shoulders with one hand.

Not only the three of them, but the sword cultivators in the entire city did not use their true energy to shake away the blood, but allowed the blood to drip on themselves.

This means that they have accepted this blood debt! !

"Cum clap clap!"

The sounds of countless sword draws continued to sound, and sword cultivators throughout the city drew their swords.

The atmosphere began to become murderous, and a chilling atmosphere enveloped the entire city.

The sword cultivators need an explanation!

Bai Feiyu held the Qingfeng sword, Chen Changsheng had his hands in his sleeves, and Ouyang was holding the handsome boy with one hand.

The three of them turned their backs to the sword cultivator who was protecting Leng Qingsong in the middle and faced the entire city.

Regardless of whether it was voluntary or not, these people were indeed killed by their own brothers.

At this time, they denied it, but they still couldn't open their mouths to people like them.

At worst, it's just a matter of leading Leng Qingsong out of Sword Forging City!

Ouyang held the handsome boy with one hand, blood flowing from his face to his mouth.

Ouyang made a sound, spat, and wiped the blood on his face. Ouyang clenched the handsome boy's hind legs in his hands, sneered and said:

"Explain? Who am I looking at? Give me an explanation!"