I may be a fake fairy

When the black armor general guarding the treasure house saw the token in Ouyang Tian's hand, he directly opened the treasure house for Ouyang Tian without asking any questions.

Ouyang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the authority of this token is very high, even places like the treasure house can be entered and exited at will.

Now that he's here, Ouyang Tian won't be polite, regardless of 21, as long as it's in the treasure house, he will take some of everything.

The Hetu Luoshu he wants to refine will be a treasure of luck that is ancient and bright, not only able to calculate the past and future, but also suppress the luck of the fairyland.

The Chifeng Yaoxian who witnessed Ouyang Tian's improvement of Hetu Luoshu with his own eyes were all impressed by Ouyang Tian's whimsical ideas. I never thought that innate deduction could be so simple.

Chifeng Yaoxian has a feeling that once Ouyang Tian refines this improved version of Hetu Luoshu, this treasure will surely shock everyone.

After searching enough resources in the treasure house of Heiming City, Ouyang Tian began to refine Hetu Luoshu. The key to the improved version of Hetu Luoshu lies in its convenience. As long as the necessary conditions are entered into it, Hetu Luo Shu will continue to deduce until the best result is deduced.

The original Hetu Luoshu was just an auxiliary tool, and the real deduction was still done by humans, but after Ouyang Tian's improvement, all the deduction was handed over to Hetu Luoshu, and people only played an auxiliary role in it.

Ouyang Tian opened the design drawing of Hetu Luoshu, the densely packed design drawing would make people's scalp tingle just by looking at it, but Ouyang Tian could read it with gusto, and refined Hetu Luoshu bit by bit according to the design drawing .

Ouyang Tian announced the retreat, and no one would be seen, even if the Lord of Heiming City came in person, he was blocked back.

One year...two years...three years...ten years!

The lord of Heiming City is paralyzed, he is still waiting to take advantage of this Ouyang Tian, ​​this kid retreats as soon as he comes up, and he retreats for ten years, what kind of routine is this?

If the Lord of Heiming City knew that there was a person named Ziyangzi, he would not be so surprised. It is well known that Ouyang Tian likes to retreat in the Ziqi Immortal Sect. If one day he does not retreat, it will be big news .

It was also the first time that the mysterious underworld ghost met such a person. Before they had time to arrange it, the kid went into seclusion. Their punch seemed to hit cotton.

Ouyang Tian frowned and looked at the tablet in his hand. This is the improved version of Hetu Luoshu. It took Ouyang Tian countless painstaking efforts to refine the treasure, but no matter how Ouyang Tian improved it, he and Hetu Luoshu could not achieve it. his request.

Ouyang Tian even wondered if his design was wrong, tried countless times, but the final result showed that he was right.

"Why...why...failed!" Ouyang Tian was so distressed that he almost pulled out his hair. .xiumb.wǎp.

"Buzz!" Suddenly, a ray of light flashed on the tablet, and the light disappeared in a flash.

But Ouyang Tian saw the picture contained in this light.

"So it is!" Ouyang Tian suddenly realized.

No wonder this Hetu Luoshu couldn't figure it out, it turned out that someone was obstructing it secretly.

In that flash of light is an extremely terrifying existence, this terrifying existence can cut time easily, even Hetu Luoshu can't calculate it.

"Hetu Luoshu, tell me how to leave the underworld and return to the spirit world!" Ouyang Tian asked.

A ray of light lit up above Hetu Luoshu, and a space passage appeared in the ray.

"This is...the Underworld...the Moon of Ghosts? When the Moon of Ghosts erupts, the seal of the underworld is at its weakest!" Ouyang Tian's eyes lit up.

"Uh... The Ghost Moon seems to have erupted, and there seems to be hundreds of years before the next eruption. Do I have to wait here for hundreds of years?" Ouyang Tian frowned.

But soon Ouyang Tian discovered that the seal of the underworld would weaken a little every time the moon of ghosts erupted. With so many outbreaks of the moon of ghosts, the seals in some places were already very fragile.

The creatures living in the ruins may not be able to feel it, but he can deduce it through Hetu Luoshu.

"Calculate the position of the Immortal Killing Sword!" Ouyang Tian slashed at Hetu Luoshu with a sword of killing immortals.

This time, Hetu Luoshu's calculation took a long time. After waiting for a full month, a ray of light disappeared in a flash.

"Eh..." Ouyang Tian was paralyzed, he was still the terrifying existence that could cut off time at will, and the sword in his hand turned out to be the Immortal Killing Sword.

To snatch the Slaughtering Immortal Sword from such a terrifying existence, isn't that courting death?

"Peak Immortal King, this should be the legendary god of the underworld, the lord of the underworld!" Zhu Xianjian was extremely afraid of this legendary god of the underworld.

"Senior... what should I do? The Immortal Killing Sword is in the hands of the Underworld God. I don't have such great skills to snatch it." Ouyang Tian said with a mournful face.

"Don't touch this Immortal Killing Sword for the time being. I am afraid that the peak of the Immortal King Realm combined with the Immortal Killing Sword will be able to display the strength of a quasi-sage. Even if the old man is in his heyday, he may not be able to take advantage of this Underworld God." The Immortal Killing Sword shook. Shake your head.

Ouyang Tian couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Zhu Xianjian say that, he was really afraid that Zhu Xianjian would force him to fight this underworld god no matter what.

"Boy, I have a solution!" Just when Ouyang Tian and Zhu Xianjian were about to give up, Chifeng Yaoxian suddenly said.

"Sister Yaoxian has a solution, what method?" Ouyang Tian looked at Chifeng Yaoxian in surprise.

"The reason why the god of the underworld is the master of the underworld is because he occupies most of the luck in the underworld. It is extraordinary to have the luck of the underworld. You are the god of the new generation." Chifeng Yaoxian said with a smile.

Ouyang Tian's eyes widened. He really wanted to ask this red phoenix demon fairy if she knew what she was talking about. How dare she say it out loud.

Immortal Execution Sword suddenly realized, that's right, this method is feasible, if Ouyang Tian could really become the Lord of the Underworld, wouldn't Immortal Execution Sword be easy to grasp.

"No, no, impossible, I can't do it!"

Ouyang Tian directly refused. You don't need to think about it to know that this method is very dangerous. The current Underworld God can easily cut off the existence of the long river of time. He is just a small cultivator in the state of transformation. To provoke Underworld God, isn't that courting death?

"Boy, don't underestimate yourself. You can do it. The Immortal Killing Sword is complete, and its strength is even higher than that of the old man. If you can get the Immortal Killing Sword, use the Immortal Killing Sword to bless yourself, what kind of fairy king, you can kill it with one sword." Zhu Xian The sword tempted.

Ouyang Tian rolled his eyes, he would be an idiot if he believed him, and he must never do such a dangerous thing.

Instead of thinking about going against the god of the underworld, it is better to imagine how to leave the underworld. Anyway, the underworld is sealed by ten thousand realms. As long as you leave the underworld, no matter how powerful the underworld god is, it is impossible to deal with him.

Ouyang Tian is not the kind of person who doesn't have his own opinion, he won't go if he can't go, no matter how seduced by Zhu Xianjian and Scarlet Phoenix Yaoxian, he is just two words, don't go!

"Shua!" Suddenly Ouyang Tian's body trembled, and he felt that his luck seemed to have been cut off by a sword, and a corner of his strong luck was directly cut off.

Zhentian Shuangpu, open!

Ouyang Tian's pupils shrank, what did he see, a big hand in the vast void was grabbing his luck and leaving.

"Bastard, this is my luck, keep it for me!" Ouyang Tian shouted, directly urging the dark technique to leave the luck. kΑnshuwu.ξà

However, that part of luck is not under Ouyang Tian's control at all, and the other party is far superior to Ouyang Tian in terms of the attainments of necromancy.

Ouyang Tian could only watch helplessly as his luck was taken away, suddenly Ouyang Tian thought of Hetu Luoshu, and immediately urged Hetu Luoshu to protect his luck.

"Crack!" Hetu Luoshu floated above Ouyang Tian's head, grabbing a ball of luck like a foodie, and devouring it all at once.

Although the luck was swallowed up by Hetu Luoshu, Ouyang Tian didn't feel the decrease in luck.

Ouyang Tian has a clear realization that he can use his own luck to cultivate Hetu Luoshu, and even use Hetu Luoshu as a support to condense his third incarnation outside the body, the incarnation of luck outside the body!

"One qi turns into three cleanses, qi turns into spirit, condenses!" Ouyang Tian had an aura in his heart, and immediately used the method of incarnation outside the body, a drop of blood, a whole body of qi, and a treasure, formed by condensing the outer incarnation of qi.

"Boom!" A hole was torn open in the sky above the Mingxu, and the luck of the underworld actually entered the Mingxu through this opening.

In the underworld, an ancient and noble existence opened his eyes. He has lived in the underworld for endless years. He controls everything in the underworld. He has been the master of the underworld since he was born. No creature has ever challenged him Lord's position.

He has seen too many strong men, immortal kings, quasi-sages, and even saints, but even a saint cannot be truly immortal. Only he can ignore the years and disasters and achieve true immortality.

But now, the immortal he felt a palpitation. It seemed that some terrible existence had been born in the last ruins. The fortunes of the underworld were all gathering together, as if celebrating.

Although this luck is less than one billionth of that in the underworld, this is the first time that luck is out of his control.

"Mingxu..." Underworld God casually slashed his sword. No matter what was born in the Mingxu, this sword is enough to cut off all luck and completely annihilate the things that have not yet been fully born.

"Slaying Immortal Sword...one of the Four Immortal Execution Swords, so what if it's a magic weapon of a saint. With the fall of the saint, this mighty treasure is still unknown." Mingshen smiled coldly.

"Bang!" The image of the incarnation of Qi Luck that was taking shape was suddenly cut in two by a sword.

"Fuck, this sword... the Sword of the Underworld God!" Ouyang Tian spat out a mouthful of old blood, and the Underworld God was so shameless that he sneaked behind him!