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Meng Lei's eyebrows were extremely solemn, his eyes kept turning, and the power of his soul was even more wide, covering the area of ​​a radius, but he still did not find any traces of his two brothers.

Meng Lei nodded and said, "That's right, if it weren't for this, I can't figure out what he could do to cause such a bloody murder at the South City Gate."

As he said that, Meng Lei turned around and looked at Yan Ping and said, "As far as I know, there should be two heavenly artifacts in this Ou Chuyang's hand, one of which is shaped like a moon wheel, is completely controlled by the soul and has the function of sucking the soul. With this blade in his hand, it is not an exaggeration to regard him as a high-level god."

Yan Ping nodded thoughtfully while listening, saying, "It seems that it will be very troublesome to find him. It is difficult for us to investigate the spiritual cultivation of the high-level gods, let alone them."

As he said that, Yan Ping looked at the city guards around him who were still searching around the mountain.

Meng Lei said: "Wanku Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, with plains on both sides of the east and west, and only the south is bordered by the Poisonous Swamp Forest. As for the north, there are us. It can be said that this is a Jedi. We only need to search gradually and we can find it out. Even if he runs to the Poisonous Swamp Forest, wouldn't it be better? Haha, at that time, even if he is a powerful god general, he will not be able to come out."

Meng Lei said, smiling sinisterly.

After looking at Meng Lei, Yan Ping frowned and said, "Mr. Meng is so open-minded, but when Yan Ping came out, he had already received Lou Da's order and had to capture this person alive. Yan didn't dare to disappoint his master."

"Oh?" Meng Lei turned his head and said, "Yan Duwei, don't blame Meng for not reminding you that in addition to Ou Chuyang, there are also Heart-Eating Beetles. You don't care. The cultivation of high-level gods is enough to protect themselves, but what about them? Could it be that they have just ascended, and you want to put their lives here?"

Yan Ping heard this and said seriously: "As a subordinate of Lord Lou, Yan should complete the task assigned by his master. They are the same. Even if they die, they must be willing to do so."

"Oh. Then Meng won't stop Yan Duwei." Meng Leien said, then said to Wu Yuliang: "Little Master, let's wait and see what's going on."

"Watch the change?" Wu Suliang became more angry as he heard it. He couldn't help but scold Meng Lei, "What did you say? As a servant of his father, he did not serve his father, but he watched the change from the side. Okay, Meng Lei, you are strong and you can't beat you. But I must avenge my grandfather's grudges with you. Stay here, I will go find them with Lord Yan."

Upon hearing this, Meng Lei's face turned cold and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Idiot."

He pulled Wu Yuliang over, winked at him, and lowered his voice: "It's very dangerous here. With such a few people, I can't find Ou Chuyang at all. The little master doesn't want to spend all his life in it."

"What do you think you should do?"

"Watch the changes, Yan Ping must be prepared for this. Even if it doesn't work, Lou Yi will definitely come in person. After all, they have this scoundrel, and sooner or later we will be given an explanation."

Wu Yuliang listened and realized that it was reasonable, so he calmed down and sat down.

Of course, how could Yan Ping not see Meng Lei’s thoughts? But he also knew that it would be better to solve this matter by himself, otherwise Wu Xing would settle the accounts with him the first thing he did after leaving the seclusion.

She glared at Meng Lei angrily, and Yan Ping cursed inwardly: "This kid doesn't want to take a harsh action when fighting with Ou Chuyang and replace my ranking on the Zilu Tianlist, right? Damn it~"

Thinking of this, Yan Ping turned his head and shouted at the hundreds of city guards again, "Continue to look for it."

After shouting, Yan Ping felt that there was not enough manpower and he did not have the right to mobilize too many people. In desperation, he had a plan to do so.

Looking at the crowd behind him who was watching the fun, Yan Ping gritted his teeth and shouted: "Listen, who can enter this Wanku Mountain and find the murderer of the Nancheng Gate bloody case? As long as you find it, Benduwei will immediately reward thirty medium-grade Yuanshi."

"Thirty?"

"Boom~"

The crowd was in a panic. Thirty medium-grade Yuan stones were a considerable wealth for a high-level god. Yan Ping was willing to take it out. It seemed that Ou Chuyang was really important.

The warriors in the crowd looked at each other. After thinking for a long time, someone finally couldn't resist the temptation of this huge wealth. They quickly stepped on Wanku Mountain and joined the team looking for Ou Chuyang.

Everyone heard the conversation between Yan Ping and Meng Lei just now. It was not that they didn’t know the danger of Wanku Mountain, but even so, in the face of the generous rewards of thirty medium-grade Yuanshi, some people still couldn’t help but join in with a hint of luck.

What kind of work is not dangerous? What kind of work is dangerous.

What kind of work can you get thirty medium-grade Yuan stones?

Sorry, not yet.

So, even if it was dangerous, many people still walked out of the team and climbed the Wanku Mountain.

I just look for Ou Chuyang without hitting it. I can get thirty medium-grade Yuan stones. No one wants to let go of such a good thing.

As Yan Ping threw out a huge reward, thousands of first-level god warriors continued to pour into the mountains. Moreover, Yan Ping also discovered that there were many middle-level god powerful people among them.

Seeing this, Yan Ping smiled coldly and murmured: "Ou Chuyang, even if you hide at the bottom of Wanku Mountain today, Benduwei will dig you out."

In the underground cave of Wanku Mountain, Ou Chuyang was sitting quietly in the middle of the cave, his eyes closed slightly, and his mind was calm. Around him, a small Yuan Soul was quietly suspended, and the extremely pure Yuan power was constantly overflowing from the Yuan Soul. Then, under the control of Ou Chuyang's Brahma Sutra, he penetrated into his skin and slowly enriched Ou Chuyang's weak body.

"Huh~"

After practicing for a while, I felt that the Yuan power in Yuan Po was too pure and huge. Ou Chuyang paused, put Yuan Po in his hand, and smiled and said, "This thing is really powerful. A small one has such a great amount of energy. Now my body has recovered, but the time is too short. Otherwise, I will be able to break through to the intermediate level of the gods in a short time."

Seeing Ou Chuyang awaken, Lianxiang walked over from not far away, and her delicate body wrapped in a big red robe twisted and waved, showing her charming and beautiful appearance.

Walking to Ou Chuyang, Lianxiang had a charming smile on her jade face, and bowed deeply: "Master~"

"Yeah." Ou Chuyang raised his head and said, "How is it outside?"

Lianxiang said: "Go back to the master, Yan Ping and Meng Lei are already outside. Yan Ping brought hundreds of mid-level god masters, and he just offered a reward of 30 mid-level Yuanshi to ask for the whereabouts of his master."

"Three medium-grade Yuan stones?" Ou Chuyang smiled slightly. If this number was told to him the day before, he might be shocked. However, after looking at the small Yuan Soul in his hand, Ou Chuyang shook his head and sighed: "People die for money, birds die for food. I'm afraid many people can't help but go up the mountain with thirty medium-grade Yuan stones."

"More than a thousand people." Lianxiang replied, and her saliva flowed out without realizing it.

Seeing this, Ou Chuyang smiled and said, "Thousands of people? Sweet~"

"I'm here."

"If you are allowed to break through to the level of the God General, how much power of the soul is required?"

When Lianxiang heard Ou Chuyang ask, he suddenly lit up his eyes and immediately replied: "Not many, there are 50,000 first-level gods, or 500 middle-level gods, or five high-level gods."

"Fifty thousand? Five hundred?" Ou Chuyang heard this, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, then smiled bitterly, "It's not much? You are really~, alas~"

After sighing, Ou Chuyang stood up and said, "Since that's the case, then wait first, I will help you."

"Really?" Lianxiang was overjoyed and said, "Master, what should I do if I need a servant?"

Ou Chuyang smiled slightly, then took out the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, caressed the shining wheel blade, and handed it to Lianxiang and said, "You can hold this heavenly artifact. I have just seen the terrain here. There is a valley seven miles south of this place. Take it with you, so that everyone can take a look, and then return to the valley and insert it in the center of the valley."

"What?" Lianxiang was shocked: "Master, no, there are many strong people outside. If the heavenly artifact is taken out, the news will definitely attract more powerful gods. Maybe, the strong people of high-level gods will also come to hear the news."

Ou Chuyang seemed to have expected it and nodded, "That's right, this is the effect I want. The more people, the better."

"But in this way, we will be even more dangerous." Lianxiang said in confusion.

Ou Chuyang turned around and looked at Lianxiang and said, "Don't you have tens of millions of children? They can come in handy then."

"But ~, they are not stupid either. People outside must know the existence of our tribe. If we are prepared, we will definitely not be able to fight them."

"Haha." Ou Chuyang smiled mysteriously and suddenly asked, "Lianxiang, do you know, when is a person the most vulnerable?"

"Hmm? This~" When Ou Chuyang asked, Lianxiang became confused.

Ou Chuyang stood up straight, his eyes flashed with light, and he murmured: "I'll tell you that it's time for fear."

The bare Wanku Mountain was originally desolate and silent. However, in recent days, with the news of Yan Ping's generous rewards, it attracted a large number of powerful gods. Most of them were first-level gods, and there were not many middle-level gods, only hundreds. As for the high-level gods, they just maintained a wait-and-see attitude and did not join the team looking for Ou Chuyang.

At this time, Wanku Mountain had been covered by a crowd of black people, showing its prosperity.

"Sir, there is no east."

"Sir, there isn't even on the west side."

"Sir, there is not in the south either."

...

The news came, which made Yan Ping's calm mentality become anxious. For three days, tens of thousands of people found nothing in search. What made people most afraid of was that the rumored Heart-Eating Beetle had never appeared.

The mountains of thousands of drought are already desolate, and now they are covered with an invisible fog because they have no life energy to find.

"Where has Ou Chuyang gone? Is it dead or alive?"

This question has become a mystery in the heart of everyone.

Three days later, some people began to speculate that since Ou Chuyang's whereabouts were not found in both east and west, if he had not died, he must have left Wanku Mountain, and there was only one place he went, that was the Poison Swamp Forest.

The scorching sun was scattered on Wanku Mountain without any shade, emitting a strong and hot atmosphere. Many early-level gods were already sweating profusely and tried to give up. However, when they thought of the generous reward, they held back.

In this way, the large army began to search aimlessly again.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the clear sky, reflecting dazzling light through the blazing sunlight.

The light flashed, and everyone looked up and saw a moon-shaped blade in the center of the dazzling light. The moon wheel passed by and circled in the air. In a moment, it landed in a valley seven miles south of Wanku Mountain.

Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel.

A bloody battle at the South City Gate made many gods realize this supreme treasure wheel, which was once known as the life harvester. When the heavenly artifact came to the world, everyone rushed towards the direction where the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel fell.

Yan Ping naturally would not fall behind. This Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel is what Lou Yi wants. He could not give it to others. After seeing the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, he took the lead and galloped from the rear.

"The heavenly artifact is a heavenly artifact, seven miles south."

"Where is that Ou Chuyang?"

"What do you care about him? He must have been eaten by the Heart-Eating Beetle. This heavenly artifact has become a masterless thing."

"The heavenly artifact is mine~"

"It's mine~"

...

Now, no one has ever thought about the thirty medium-grade Yuan stones. Compared with the heavenly artifact, no one has paid any attention to it.

"Heavenly Artifact?"

Sitting not far from Wanku Mountain, Wu Yuliang stood up suddenly after hearing the heavenly artifact, with a flash of light in his eyes.

At the same time, Meng Lei could not suppress the greed in his heart and stood up. Although he was still doubting Ou Chuyang's whereabouts, it was as simple as the belonging of this divine artifact.
To be continued...