Not long after Chen Yuyang arrived in the magical land of the prehistoric world, he announced that the island would be closed down, and the time was still a terrifying thousand years. This made Zhuge Qingqing feel a little unprepared and thoughtful. Fortunately, Chen Yuyang was in seclusion with her and guided her cultivation.

It can be said that there is no time in the mountains. Cultivation takes thousands of years to give the two a chance to live alone for thousands of years. This also makes Zhuge Qingqing's girl feel a little sweet in her heart. After all, being able to stay with the person she loves, let alone thousands of years, even tens of years, is short, and it seems to be just a moment.

If you still exist in this world, then no matter what the world becomes, it will make sense to me. But if you are gone, no matter how good the world is, it is just a desert in my eyes. And I am like a lonely ghost. These are the words in Wuthering Heights to describe Zhuge Qingqing's mood at this moment, which is perfect.

A thousand years passed in a blink of an eye, as if it was a dream. In the secret room of the Qingyang Temple, Chen Yuyang kept integrating himself into the Hongmeng Bell, while Zhuge Qingqing looked at him curiously, with his beautiful eyes, as if he had never left Chen Yuyang's body.

I don’t know how long it took, in the secret room of Qingyang Temple, there were cheerful and even crazy laughters constantly coming out. It was Chen Yuyang’s voice. If Zhuge Qingqing hadn’t seen the real Chen Yuyang, he would have thought that the laughter was from the mouth of a madman. Indeed, the crazy laughter made people feel a little panicked.

Holding up the Hongmeng Bell, Chen Yuyang didn't ask anything, pulled Zhuge Qingqing and said excitedly: "Come on, come with me!"

Zhuge Qingqing was puzzled and didn't know what was going on, and then the figures of the two disappeared into the Hongmeng Bell. The next moment, when Zhuge Qingqing opened her eyes, she subconsciously grabbed Chen Yuyang's hand and then dared to check the situation around her. However, her first feeling was that she had appeared in a magical place.

Purple clouds and mist were shrouded everywhere, but their eyes were hazy, and even Chen Yuyang beside her could not see clearly. But the agile purple light kept jumping around her, like living objects, emitting agility and liveliness everywhere, constantly jumping in front of Zhuge Qingqing's eyes.

"What is this?" Zhuge Qingqing stretched out his hand, and a purple mist immediately penetrated into her palm, and immediately moaned comfortably.

Chen Yuyang hurriedly said, "Sit down quickly, hold your breath and concentrate, follow the luck of the martial arts I gave you!"

Zhuge Qingqing did not dare to be negligent, so she immediately sat down and sat cross-legged at Chen Yuyang's feet. While helping Zhuge Qingqing get enlightened, Chen Yuyang explained excitedly: "Qingqing, we are rich, we are rich! Do you know what this thing? Hahaha!" As he said that, he couldn't help but smile.

It is indeed worth laughing. In this prehistoric world, no matter who gets these treasures, it will be a scattering laugh. "This is nothing else, this is Hongmeng purple qi, Hongmeng purple qi! Hongmeng purple qi is the foundation of the Great Dao. Only with this thing can one become a saint and immortal. Moreover, it contains the true meaning of the Great Dao. Once it is understood, it will be a wonderful function. At that time, it will be a legendary existence. Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian is just around the corner!"

Chen Yuyang said while laughing proudly, saying to himself: "Hongmeng Zhong is worthy of being the treasure of Hongmeng, a good thing, a good thing! I didn't expect that all the classics and treasures in my demon clan's heaven had disappeared, but this small Hongmeng land appeared, with countless Hongmeng purple qi in it. I made a fortune and made a lot of money!"

"Qingqing, remember to practice here and comprehend the Hongmeng purple qi well. Your cultivation will be improved immediately!"

Chen Yuyang said excitedly, while sitting cross-legged. He didn't want to miss this excellent opportunity. Practicing in such a thick Hongmeng purple qi was like being born in the Hongmeng realm. It was a blessing. He originally wanted to refine one or two self-defense treasures for the demon clan in Qingyang City, but he was not really going to retreat.

But in the face of the temptation of Hongmeng purple aura, he couldn't stand it anymore. The improvement of his strength was much more important than any treasure. He began to fantasize that if all the demon races appeared in the Hongmeng purple aura to practice, the cultivation of the demon races in Qingyang City would definitely soar like rockets.

At that time, more than a dozen or twenty saints will emerge, and who else dares to touch Qingyang City in the prehistoric land?

However, he still suppressed his mood. After all, he still understood the principle that a man was innocent and had a treasure. Now, there is only one real saint in Qingyang City, so he cannot be praised. At that time, when ten of his disciples come in to practice together and let them go out after becoming a saint. This is the right way.

At that time, even if the saints of Heaven have come, there will be only six, and Hongjun will only have seven, so it is not a fear. By that time, wouldn’t he seal a saint if he wants to seal a saint? It’s so satisfying to think about it, but as he thought about it, he didn’t feel that under the nourishment of Hongmeng purple qi, his cultivation and realm were increasing day by day.

The divine consciousness has reached an extremely terrifying realm. Now he has explored the border of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, and is only one step away from the Hongjun realm. It is terrifying, too terrifying.

However, neither Chen Yuyang nor Zhuge Qingqing expected that their retreat was only one thousand years, but more than two thousand years. Now it is almost the day when Hongjun preached again, the third time the Zixiao Palace was opened, but they still haven't come out, as if they have been calm in the nourishment of Hongmeng's purple qi.

Chen Yuyang greedily absorbed the benefits brought to them by the Hongmeng purple qi, but he didn't know that they had entered a very dangerous state, as if they would never wake up in a dream. Unless the Hongmeng purple qi in the Hongmeng Bell was sucked away by them, they would not have been able to wake up automatically.

Once the body explodes, it is a terrible thing.

Three hundred years later, the expression on Chen Yuyang's face became colder and cold sweats flowed, and blue veins burst out. He had been feeling that his body seemed to be bursting with energy. He just gritted his teeth and persevered, but he couldn't wake up and could not make a sound.

The Hongmeng Qi rushed into his body madly, as if he wanted to destroy his nerves and body. No one had ever sucked the Hongmeng Qi so directly, and no one had such an experience. So Chen Yuyang seemed more and more helpless and thought to himself: Are you going to die from this explosive body?

Unwilling to give up, yes, very unwilling to give up. But he is very helpless. He can only blame his greed for a moment, which leads to such a tragedy.hf();
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