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

There were immortals in ancient times, or in other words, the ancient times should be called the Age of Immortals.

Ouyang also experienced that era personally and has a relatively clear understanding of that era.

At that time, people only thought about how to believe in immortals and how to get their favor. They even dedicated their dignity and right to life to the so-called immortals.

The immortals at that time were indeed able to treat everything as if they were ants, and could even deal with the life and death of millions of creatures at will.

In the end, they deserved to be stabbed down from the sky one by one by Li Taibai!

"Thousands of people with thousands of faces? Xiaobai, what do you see?" Ouyang asked.

Bai Feiyu glanced at it, and then said hesitantly: "It's an old man wearing a crane-patterned Taoist robe!"

Bai Feiyu naturally knew the old man in front of him. He couldn't even be said to know him. It could be said that he was very familiar with him.

After all, when I was the Sword Immortal Li Taibai in my previous life, the first immortal I killed was the old man in front of me!

Ancestor of Qi!

The ancestor of all utensils in the world!

This weapon ancestor is also an immortal believed in by the sword-forging clan! He was the immortal that Ou Yezi would not dare to disobey until his death!

In the end, when Ou Yezi sacrificed his body to the sword, he was the first to attack him.

In Bai Feiyu's field of vision, the old man in front of him was a naive and fat old man, but the shocking scar on his neck still seemed to remind Bai Feiyu.

It seems like it was yesterday that the Immortal Beheading happened.

"The life is so great? Can a trace of the true spirit escape?" Bai Feiyu frowned and thought as he looked at the old man in front of him.

Ouyang on the side heard Bai Feiyu's words, looked at the fat old man in front of him, and scratched his head. Is he the only one who can see that the fat old man in front of him is not wearing clothes?

Speaking of which, this fat old man is quite unique, and the embroidery of this little flying crane is quite vivid!

After passing by Mu Yunge who was kneeling on the ground and not daring to raise his head, Ouyang walked up to the fat old man and marveled.

Although I don’t know how much time has passed since ancient times, the old man’s body in front of me seems to be still alive.

I gently pressed the fat on the fat old man’s body with my fingers. It was very elastic!

Ouyang's touch made Mu Yunge, who was listening to the sound of the Immortal's Avenue, wake up instantly. He looked at Ouyang who was squatting next to the Immortal, and shouted angrily: "Boy! Don't rush into the Immortal!"

"Master Wife, don't be fooled! The Law of Speedy Luck!" Bai Feiyu drew out the long sword from his waist, shouted low, and slashed in front of Mu Yunge with one strike.

It's sizzling!

Bai Feiyu struck the air in front of Mu Yunge, like a hot knife cutting into butter, making a sizzling sound.

An invisible hand that pinched Mu Yunge's throat was cut off by Bai Feiyu on the spot.

Bai Feiyu's face turned pale after he slashed with the sword. He half-knelt on the ground with his sword in his hand and could not catch his breath for a long time.

Frequently using the power of the law is too much of a load for me who is only in the Nascent Soul stage now!

At this moment, Mu Yunge suddenly woke up, and was horrified. The power of law was flowing around the god who was sitting on the three-inch spiritual platform.

The scenery that originally only existed in the fairyland in front of Mu Yunge disappeared.

The countless voices of the avenue disappeared in an instant, and the true form of the founder, who looked like a peerless beauty, turned into a withered skeleton!

Inside the empty speaker, there was only a withered skeleton sitting cross-legged on the ground, which made Mu Yunge feel cold all over his body!

It's so scary here!

I was about to touch the top of this world, but I could still get hit if I wasn't careful!

Looking at Bai Feiyu who was half-kneeling on the ground with his sword in hand, not only was this young man able to use the power of law in the Nascent Soul stage, but he was also not deceived by the illusion after entering this space?

What kind of monster is it!

Mu Yunge looked at the panting Bai Feiyu and felt ashamed. He was obviously the elder with the highest cultivation level here, yet he still had to rely on his juniors to help him escape from the illusion!

Mu Yunge stepped forward to transfer the true energy to Bai Feiyu and help Bai Feiyu regain his strength.

But he was rejected by Bai Feiyu warmly: "No need, Master, I just lost some strength for a moment. I don't know what troubles may arise, so please conserve your strength!"

For Bai Feiyu, who is a bit of a germaphobe, he simply doesn't want Mu Yunge to touch him.

Mu Yunge looked at Bai Feiyu in front of him with a look of shame, feeling very fond of this stubborn young man.

With extraordinary strength, terrifying talent, outstanding appearance, and caring for others, Hu Yun really has a good apprentice!

If the disciples outside see it, they might rush to have a baby again!

Mu Yunge felt ashamed for a moment, the rhythm of Tao flowed in his eyes, and the power of law instantly filled the entire speaker space.

Mu Yunge said categorically: "From now on, you can rest assured, I will take care of everything!"

A strong man in the tribulation period still has to save his face with his own hands. She is not a weak woman who hides behind men and can only moan!

I am the mountain owner of Penglai Immortal Mountain! A peerless strongman who has reached the eighth level of the Tribulation Stage!

Mu Yunge secretly made up his mind to regain his place, but Ouyang screamed strangely, interrupting Mu Yunge's heroic ambition for the first time.

"Crap! I didn't mean it!" Ouyang held the fat old man's head with both hands and kept bowing to the fat old man with an innocent look on his face.

Ouyang was just curious about how seriously the fat old man was injured. As soon as he touched the fat old man's head, the head joint that was originally connected to his neck fell off.

Ouyang had quick eyes and quick hands and caught it immediately.

"The dead are the most important, the dead are the most important! I will press it on you right now!" Ouyang apologized while holding the person's head and pressing it on him.

The first time he pressed it backwards, Ouyang had to rub it to straighten his head.

Carefully taking two steps back, the head that had been pressed down fell off again. Ouyang, who was fully prepared, immediately rushed forward, preparing to catch the ball again.

Unfortunately, he ran a little too slowly and the fat old man's head fell to the ground.

Ouyang ran over without stopping and kicked him out again.

His head hit the metal wall like a football. After rebounding, it rolled to Ouyang's feet.

"It's not my fault, it's your own head that doesn't work! Just hold it by yourself!" Ouyang picked up the head, opened the fat old man's hands, and put his head in the fat old man's hands.

In the process, he accidentally broke two of his fingers. Ouyang looked around and inserted his fingers into his ears.

After finishing all this, Ouyang bowed to the fat old man again. He glanced at Mu Yunge with a strange look in embarrassment, laughed, walked quickly to Bai Feiyu, looked at the panting Bai Feiyu, and helped him. stand up.

"Can you do it, Xiaobai? That's it?" Ouyang looked at Bai Feiyu in a strange way and said.

Bai Feiyu leaned on Ouyang's shoulder. Although his voice was a little weak, he still said forcefully: "It's just to help the master's wife who is in the tribulation period to escape from the illusion. She has lost some strength, so it won't be a problem."