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

In the endless desert, Zu Yuan pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly.

Under the hanging sky, there was silence, as if there were only him and the man in the wheelchair with his eyes covered with white gauze.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and forgot about the two tribes, the Zhu Rong clan and the Gonggong clan, who were still fighting for their lives.

Anyway, if you can survive after being beaten to death, it's not a big problem.

Judging from their proficiency in fighting, this kind of thing doesn't happen just once or twice.

The fight between the two tribes was vigorous, and the two people left without attracting the attention of the two tribes.

The Demon Realm was still a little desolate, and he had walked a lot, but Ouyang could not hear any other sounds except the sound of wind and sand.

Ouyang suddenly felt that it was good to be blind. After all, he was now considered a disabled person and deserved to enjoy some privileges and benefits.

The way I fumbled around was not as fast as the little brother behind me who I had just met pushing me.

I have to say that this little guy is pretty good at taking care of people. This wheelchair is so comfortable!

Ouyang groaned and lay in the wheelchair, feeling that since he became blind, the whole world had become quiet, and he didn't need to open his eyes to think about those things.

Now that all the junior brothers are on the right track, he is now at leisure.

Suddenly relaxing, Ouyang was still a little uncomfortable. The little brother behind him was too dull and kept talking to himself. He hummed next to him to indicate that he was still alive.

He is even colder than his second child. If he were placed on his third child, he would have had a rainbow fart blown into his face.

Thinking of Chen Changsheng, Ouyang couldn't help but wonder, where in the demon world is his third son now living in a prosperous life?

But with Lao San's Lao Liu character and his unpredictable methods, is it not easy to thrive in the devil world?

Ouyang couldn't help but smile proudly when he thought that there would be people in the human world, the demon world, the cultivation world, and the three realms in the future.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" Zu Yuan behind him looked at Ouyang who suddenly laughed and couldn't help but ask.

Zu Yuan looked at Qing Shan's back. Even though Qing Shan's eyes were covered with white gauze, Zu Yuan did not dare to look at Ouyang.

It was as if behind the white gauze, a pair of bright eyes had seen through him.

He didn't even dare to speak more, for fear that if he said the wrong thing, the senior brother in front of him would reveal his identity.

Fortunately, I concealed myself very well and my senior brother didn't notice anything strange about me. I was thankful but also full of disappointment.

Zu Yuan now just wants to know why the senior brother came to the demon world and why he became like this!

Ouyang's insinuations along the way were all dealt with by Ouyang, and Ouyang's seemingly unintentional inquiries were all skillfully deflected by Zu Yuan.

The two of them were holding each other's thoughts, so naturally they couldn't be honest with each other.

Only then did Zu Yuan understand that only when he became his senior brother's opponent could he know how difficult Ouyang was.

It may seem like a harmless joke, but there are hidden tricks for asking one's own secrets.

For example, Ouyang suddenly said with great interest: "When I first came to the Zhu Rong clan, the demons were quite distinctive. What do you think, brother?"

He answered: "The twelve demon clans naturally have their own magical powers!"

With such a simple sentence, Ouyang said meaningfully: "Is that so? It seems that I am involved in more than just the twelve tribes!"

When he heard Ouyang's sigh of praise, Zu Yuancai was suddenly startled. He seemed to have said the wrong thing, revealing that he was not a witch born and raised in the Gonggong clan.

But like Ouyang, he came to Gonggong not long ago.

According to speaking habits, when someone asks about things related to their home, they will habitually compare them with the things they see at home.

I just said that the twelve demon clans each have their own magical powers, but I did not say what the Gonggong clan is like.

I didn't inadvertently bring myself into the Gonggong clan.

It also explains from the side that I don’t have a strong sense of identification with the Gonggong family.

Thinking of this, Zu Yuan felt that Qing Shan's back became more and more unpredictable.

Zu Yuan found it a bit difficult just to deal with Ouyang's words.

When did Eldest Brother become so powerful? When I was at Xiaoshan Mountain, why did I never think that my senior brother was that powerful?

In order not to expose himself anymore, Zu Yuan chose to remain silent.

Zu Yuan chose to remain silent, so Ouyang's one-sided chat lost its meaning, and the atmosphere between the two tended to be dull.

Along the way, Zu Yuan not only prepared three meals a day for Ouyang, but also introduced the scenery of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The desolate land, the yellow sand in the sky, the weird and towering peaks, the cold wind at night.

This place is not as spring-like as the western season in the cultivation world, but it has a touch of boldness and grandeur.

Ouyang often tilted his head to listen to Zu Yuan's introduction word for word.

When a huge demon statue appeared in front of the two of them, Zu Yuan, who was pushing the wheelchair, stopped and couldn't help but frown.

This demon statue looks like a bird, with a body shaped like a yellow cloth bag, red like a ball of red fire, with six legs and one wing, no ears, eyes, mouth and nose, and a chaotic head.

The moment he saw the statue of the demon god, Zu Yuan, who had reached the stage of transcending tribulation, could feel that there were strange changes in the space of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The space of the Western Zhou Dynasty has subtle traces of dislocation and folding.

This kind of folding does not appear to be natural, but more like man-made. Perceived the flow of space laws in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Just as Zu Yuan was about to open his mouth to remind Ouyang to be careful, a black shadow instantly rushed out of the misplaced space.

The vibrating sound of the wings sounded like a bee, Zu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the long knife condensed with the way of killing slashed away instantly.

As if frightened by the power of the long sword, the strange black shadow hid in another space.

"There's something weird!" Zu Yuan stood in front of Ouyang, with his right hand on the long knife at his waist, and the magic lines on his face lit up.

Ouyang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked left and right. Although his eyes covered with white gauze could not see, they became particularly keen on the fluctuations in power.

"Six legs and west wings, body like a yellow bag?" Ouyang held his chin with his right hand and thought about it for a while, then he knew which demon in his memory was the demon described by Zu Yuan.

According to legend, the ancestral witch who controls space is also one of the twelve demon gods here.

Dijiang!

Once something is contaminated with space or time, it will become particularly difficult to deal with.

But for Ouyang, all difficult things become slimes after their levels are low!

Qing Shan opened his hands, and his true energy surged. Zu Yuan, who was standing with a knife, was shocked. His realm was rapidly regressing.

And from the misplaced space, strange birds that looked exactly like the demon statue kept falling out.