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Chapter 122 Return to Magnolia

After obtaining the last Supreme God Token, Zhou Tong rushed directly to the island in the middle of the lake.

The island in the middle of the lake is the location of the teleportation channel of the Muya continent. There is a very famous huge lake in the Muya continent. This island is located in the center of the lake, so it is named the island in the heart of the lake.

Zhou Tong flew over directly and saw a green island in the vast blue waves from a distance. Of course, it was even more eye-catching that there were a large number of patrols here.

"Stop the person coming!" Mu Yajun's soldier shouted immediately when he saw Zhou Tong from a distance.

Zhou Tong landed on the island, and soon a middle-aged man with long red hair, led by Mu Yajun, looked at Zhou Tong with cold eyes and said, "You come to the island in the middle of the lake, what's wrong?"

"I want to return to the material plane by taking the transmission channel!" Zhou Tong opened his mouth.

Everyone was shocked. Through the teleportation array, there were many people in the divine plane because the price was not expensive. However, when returning to the material plane, the price was amazing. Without enough financial resources, it was impossible to go to the material plane.

"Come with me!" The man immediately led the way in front and walked towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Soon, Zhou Tong came to the castle in the center of Lake Island, and also came to the teleportation channel on the square of the castle.

They were two huge teleportation magic arrays, one of which was still glowing. It was obviously the light of people from the material plane going to hell. Zhou Tong looked at the inverted light, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. He also came to hell in this way.

At this moment, as Zhou Tong came to the teleportation array, someone immediately said: "Return to the material plane, the teleportation fee of each upper god is one trillion ink stones."

Zhou Tong was too lazy to say more, so he threw out a space ring, which contained in it.

The soldier of Mu Yajun took the space ring, checked it carefully, then nodded, and said, "Sir, where are you going?"

After confirming wealth, he even changed his name and changed it to "Grandman". After all, in hell, wealth can also represent a person's strength and status.

"Magnolia Continental Plane." Zhou Tong said.

...

In the northernmost part of the Magnolia Continent, the cold wind whistled and ice chips were flying. Icebergs stood one by one. On the highest iceberg, one of the eleven magic circles suddenly lit up a brilliant light, and rays of light soared into the sky, and against the backdrop of this iceberg, it looked like a dream.

At this time, the plane guardian of the Magnolia Continent had already changed people not long ago. At this moment, the person who came was a beautiful woman posted by Jin [Hongqibook.com]. She looked at the teleportation array in shock and was shocked: "Yes... it is hell! Someone actually came from hell."

She knew very well how much it would cost to return to the material plane from hell. She could afford this price. May Day is not a peak powerhouse.

The hazy halo slowly dissipated, revealing Zhou Tong's figure.

"I've seen the master!" The guardian of the plane bowed and bowed.

"Oh? The plane guard has been replaced!" Zhou Tong glanced at the blonde beauty, then his figure flashed and disappeared directly in front of the man.

"What speed..." The man's pupils shrank, and there was no trace at all.

At the same time, in the Dark Forest, Beirut, in front of the metal castle in Beirut, suddenly appeared. He looked at Zhou Tong who was flying over, smiled slightly, and sent a voice: "Kan, I'm waiting for you in the South China Sea."

As he said that, he stood up instantly, turned into a vague phantom and flew directly towards the South China Sea. The speed was so fast that even Zhou Tong felt horrified.

But Zhou Tong also knew the reason, so he quickly followed Beirut and flew directly over the South China Sea.

"Beirut, you..." Although Zhou Tong was calm in his heart, his expression was shocked.

Beirut looked at Zhou Tong, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said, "Come with me."

As he said that, Beirut immediately flew downwards.

"Crazy!"

With Beirut's movements, the originally calm South China Sea instantly surging, and at the same time, the sea surface seemed to be split by a magic sword, revealing a bottomless passage.

Zhou Tong followed Beirut and flew towards the depths of the sea.

I soon arrived in a cave deep in the seabed reef, and then went deeper for about tens of thousands of meters, and finally came to the bottom. At the bottom of the cave was an empty place with no sea water.

Beirut stretched out his hand, and a powerful blue light burst out from his palm in an instant. Just the power that burst out at this moment made Zhou Tong tremble all over.

This is an ordinary god in the Panlong world, whose instinctive reaction is when facing the main god; just like a saint facing the emperor in the world of the sky.

"Om Long!!"

The blue light flew out from Beirut's palm and instantly decomposed into millions of blue filaments, blending into the stone wall at the bottom of the deep cave.

The stone wall greedily absorbed these green lights, and then a large number of magic patterns gradually emerged.

"Boom!!"

There was a sudden loud noise, and the stone wall and even the ground were shaking, and then it turned into powder in an instant.

"Huh!" Beirut waved his hand, and a whirlwind swept away all the powder, revealing one of the black boxes that were only the size of a palm. Beirut reached out and grabbed the box.

"The box refined by the essence of the divine nature...at least the layer on the surface is the essence of the divine nature." Zhou Tong said in his heart. This box was refined by Beirut with the essence of the divine nature. You can imagine how solemn it is.

"Okay, it's time to go to the cemetery of the gods!" Beirut smiled and flew forward directly.

It is still the cemetery that Zhou Tong visited that year, and it is still the tall tower with four divine beasts engraved.

Zhou Tong followed Beirut all the way and soon arrived at the eighteenth floor of the Cemetery of the Gods.

This is an empty space, with the sky and the ground in green. Zhou Tong was here last time, so he has a long understanding of the situation here.

"Karn, with your wisdom, you should be able to guess something!" Beirut looked at Zhou Tong with a smile.

"So you are the main god!" Zhou Tong sighed, "With my strength, even if the wind-type Great Perfect Byer is just like a little chicken in front of me. I really can't think of those who are stronger than me except the main god."

"What if I were Dzogchen?" Beirut smiled, "My body is not weaker than you. If the power of Dzogchen will..."

"I am frank, even if you are Dzogchen, even if I don't use the fusion power, I will be several times faster than you. After all, I am now truly Dzogchen!" Zhou Channel.

"Real Great Perfection? Are you really perfect? ​​Which series of perfection?" Beirut was shocked. He didn't expect that he would have really perfected after not seeing him for more than a thousand years?

"Apart from the rules of destruction, everything is perfect!" Zhou Tong naturally would not hide his progress from Beirut.

"Okay! OK!" Beirut was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!
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