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

The sun was rising, and the dew wet the sleeping Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng woke up suddenly, and his body arched into a defensive posture reflexively.

But in an instant, he relaxed again, and his body lay comfortably in the pit.

Yesterday, I actually fell asleep with such an ugly look on my face, and I slept extremely comfortably.

This seemed to be the first time in the past ten years that I had such a peaceful sleep.

In other words, it was the first time in more than ten years that I slept without the pain of tearing my soul apart or the hard work of enduring the pain to make a puppet.

Just slipping away so smoothly!

Chen Changsheng lay in the pit, staring at the blue sky, stared blankly for a moment, then jumped out.

The dirt on his body disappeared, and he regained his cold and handsome monk appearance.

Yesterday's fragility is already yesterday's thing.

Today, he is still the decisive and thoughtful Chen Changsheng!

With a wave of Chen Changsheng's hand, an incense table appeared on the cliff.

A tripod incense burner is placed on the incense table, and a straw mat is placed under the incense table.

Chen Changsheng took off his shoes, sat in front of the incense table, and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

Three burning Suxiang suddenly appeared in his hands, and the blue smoke rose steadily.

Chen Changsheng sat on the straw mat, holding three incense sticks and chanting in a low voice to respect heaven and earth.

Feeling sorry for fate in my heart, I am glad that I can do it again, this time I just want to be worthy of my heart!

Chen Changsheng made great ambitions in his heart, hoping that the so-called immortals and Buddhas in the sky would respond to him.

In the forbidden area of ​​Wanfazong, a mysterious password flew out from the rune gate.

The formation ancestor sat in the illusion, with no sadness or joy on his face.

He and Chen Changsheng are one, and Chen Changsheng's thoughts are his thoughts.

All he can do is to be a fairy Buddha once.

The golden runes rose from Wanfa Sect, traveling thousands of miles, and arrived in front of Chen Changsheng in the blink of an eye.

"allow!"

The golden rune circulated in Chen Changsheng's eyes, but there was an indescribable sarcasm on his face.

Among the so-called immortals and Buddhas in the sky, Chen Changsheng was the only one who responded in the end!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Changsheng's mouth and he moved his fingers slightly.

A black coffin flew out of his sleeves and stood beside Chen Changsheng.

"open!"

Chen Changsheng let out a low cry, and the coffin was opened immediately, and a familiar figure appeared.

Zu Yuan closed his eyes and lay in the coffin.

Chen Changsheng looked at the face in the coffin that would be feared by countless living beings in future generations.

The fear given to him in his previous life also made Chen Changsheng's fingers tremble slightly.

This body was obtained when he followed Ling Feng to the world.

It was originally just a box of minced meat, but after splicing it together, Zu Yuan's body was re-spliced.

The self who once stole the body of the immortal is going to steal the body of the future Demon Emperor today.

Live in the name of Zu Yuan and become the future Demon Emperor!

Since I can't prevent the catastrophe from coming, then let me become the catastrophe!

This was Chen Changsheng's craziest idea.

The person he dreamed of eradicating in his previous life, now he wants to become him.

For Chen Changsheng, it was naturally very painful.

But this is also the most fundamental way to solve the catastrophe.

Chen Changsheng stared at Zu Yuan's body in front of him and slowly pulled out the short knife at his waist.

Chen Changsheng's slightly pale face was reflected on the dagger.

He knew very well that once he did what he did today, there would be no turning back!

The weird Nascent Soul that used to have three heads and six arms in his body is now only an ordinary Nascent Soul.

One is that he was divided by his master Hu Yun and became a little monkey called a little bastard.

The second is to be used by oneself to forcibly occupy the body of a fairy.

Now these three must use themselves to completely integrate into Zu Yuan's body.

From now on, there will be no more Chen Changsheng in the world, only Ancestor Yuan of the Demon Race!

The short knife in Chen Changsheng's hand was trembling.

Excited, scared, excited...

All kinds of emotions rushed into his heart, making Chen Changsheng feel extremely excited.

I risk my life into catastrophe!

There will be no more Chen Changsheng from now on!

With the short knife across his neck, Chen Changsheng took a deep breath, and countless memories flashed through his mind.

There is this life and there is past life.

Scenes emerged in my mind like movie picks.

The finger exerts force and the short blade cuts across.

The expression in Chen Changsheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and the bloody dagger fell to the ground.

The purple figure fell on the incense table, and the memory in his mind was frozen on a green fir:

"I'm always so self-willed, let me be your big brother in the next life! Big brother!"

Chen Changsheng, who fell on the incense table, turned into countless flying stars and landed on Zu Yuan who was in the coffin.

The mutated soul reshaped Zu Yuan's altar and meridians.

And when Chen Changsheng's soul entered Zu Yuan's body, endless pain instantly spread throughout Chen Changsheng's soul.

That was the physical body that was shattered by Ouyang was being reshaped, and the pain was like a thousand cuts.

And this kind of death by a thousand cuts was attacking Chen Changsheng's soul over and over again.

Although I had expected it, and I experienced the pain of tearing my soul every day.

Chen Changsheng thought he could survive it, but when he really felt this pain, Chen Changsheng's spirit almost collapsed!

Chen Changsheng's soul was severely damaged and disintegrated to the point where his consciousness was blurred.

How could this kind of treachery succeed so easily, I couldn't resist this kind of pain at all!

"It failed! I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I really tried my best!" Before unconsciousness, Chen Changsheng gave a bitter smile.

Fortunately, I still have the body of a fairy, and the clone of a monkey.

Although the death of the main consciousness is a pity, it is still an attempt.

Chen Changsheng's peace talisman suddenly shattered.

Ouyang, who was following Bai Feiyu in the far south, suddenly raised his head and looked to the north with a solemn expression.

A waist card in his hand felt faintly warm.

A Chen character can be vaguely seen on the waist card.

"This kid is really tough!" Ouyang smiled wryly, holding his waist card tightly.

Suddenly, an unforgettable pain that almost cut him into pieces spread all over Ouyang's body in an instant.

Waves of pain almost made him faint, and Ouyang Shou almost breathed his last.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he staggered, sweating profusely, and his green shirt was drenched.

But the waves of piercing pain are still spreading throughout the whole body.

The pain enough to break the soul of a great monk fell on Ouyang.

Ouyang could only feel the sound of wind whistling in his ears, his heart suddenly dropped in his chest and almost stopped, and his western limbs hurt as if they were being ground into powder.

As the pain shifted, Chen Changsheng's broken soul stabilized.

He continued to repair Zu Yuan's body, and continued to outline formations in Zu Yuan's body according to the original plan.

And this made the pain even higher, so painful that I almost forgot that I was alone.

Ouyang Qiang sat on the ground, holding Chen Changsheng's waistband firmly in his hand and not letting go.

Bai Feiyu noticed Ouyang's abnormality, and stepped forward with concern, trying to support Ouyang.

But Ouyang raised his hand with difficulty to stop him, sat on the ground as if nothing had happened, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:

"It's okay, I just have low blood sugar!"