?“ Who is it?"

"Who got the treasure!"

"Nima, who is so fast!"

The confinement of several imprisoned immortals was lifted in an instant, and they were all depressed.

The center of the thundercloud was right in front of them, and they even saw the black 'color' light that fell from the sky, but no one could see who had got the treasure.

The Supreme Immortal Emperor made a move, who could see it.

Several people stood in the air and cursed, and in the distance, there were streamers galloping towards them, everyone knew that the treasure already had its owner, but it was not clear who got it.

Soon hundreds of people gathered in the air, and more streamers came from afar, and an old man listened to several immortals who were scolding his mother, and his face was cold: "Don't scold, are you looking for death!"

"Hmm. Several people turned their heads and looked at the old man with unkind faces.

The old man sneered and said: "If what you say is true, then what kind of strength should the strong man who imprisons you at will and takes away the treasure that you don't even see the shadow of, and the majesty of such a strong man is something you can offend, and if you don't have the chance to get the treasure, if you let this strong man know that you are scolding him, it will be a big deal if your life is not guaranteed!"

Several people looked at each other and lost their 'color', rushed out of the crowd without looking back, and scattered, indeed, such a strong person they only have to look up, what qualifications do they have to speak abusively.

After a few people left, there were also some immortals scattered up, although their words were true, but not everyone would believe it, these idlers naturally suspected that they had obtained the treasure and wanted to kill people and seize the treasure.

The other immortals who had no intention of grabbing the treasure also dispersed, and the first few immortals were afraid that they would be unlucky, but they also had no intention of paying attention, killing people and grabbing treasures was also a common thing in the fairy world.

At this time, Chen Yuxiang was actually still in place, but these people couldn't see him, not that he was intentionally hiding, but the moment he came into contact with the token, his body was automatically hidden, which was completely from the energy of the token, and he entered a strange state at this time, unable to move at all.

If someone could spot him and attack him now, he wouldn't have been able to escape.

However, no one spotted him, let alone attacked him.

The moment he got the token, Chen Yuxiang realized something in his heart.

This token is now connected with his bloodline, and from then on, he is the guardian of the plane of the Divine Homeland Plane, and the period of custody is a thousand years, and within this thousand years, he can return to the Divine Homeland Plane and return to his hometown as soon as his mind moves.

This is undoubtedly an extremely happy thing, but another piece of information makes him slightly moved.

Within these 1,000 years, he needs to collect 10 billion Dao Soul Qi from the Divine Homeland Plane, and if he can't complete it, he will suffer divine punishment after a thousand years.

In 1000 years, 10 billion Dao Soul Qi, that is, on average, 10 million Dao Soul Qi needs to be collected in one year.

"Nima, Bai Mei didn't mean it, he really didn't know that I was from my homeland in Shenzhou and from the earth. Chen Yuxiang said secretly in his heart.

The homeland of Shenzhou, a very small plane, when Chen Yuxiang left, the population was only 30 billion, which was already the limit of what the homeland of Shenzhou could bear.

30 billion people, collect 10 million living beings every year, I'll go.

Of the 30 billion people on the earth, more than 10 million people die every year, but those who die naturally will not produce the breath of life.

Only those who are dying, when they are dying, have emotions such as grief, anger, despair, unwillingness, etc., in their hearts, will there be a breath of life, which is the nourishment of the man of God and the source of divine power.

But when Chen Yuxiang left, it has been many years since Huaxia destroyed Fusang and unified the earth, and now more than 1,500 years have passed, but the situation of only one country on the earth, Huaxia, cannot be changed, in such a Datong world, how can there be more than 10 million earthlings who die in a year.

Could it be that for the sake of the anger of the soul, to provoke 'chaos' in the homeland of Shenzhou, or to provoke war, Chen Yuxiang will definitely not be able to do it.

After all, he is a Chinese, the most enthusiastic Chinese, and now that Huaxia rules the world, how can he go to 'mess' with his parents' state.

Now Chen Yuxiang is a little skeptical, whether this is Bai Mei's old man deliberately manipulating him.

Maybe Bai Mei already knew that he was from his homeland in Shenzhou, and he deliberately set up such a bureau.

Thinking of this possible 'sex', Chen Yuxiang was also secretly annoyed.

"White eyebrows, you'd better not mean it. Chen Yuxiang said in his heart.

However, at this time, the token trembled slightly, and another piece of information flew into his sea of knowledge, and within his sea of knowledge, a picture suddenly appeared.

In an old and dilapidated mansion, a sturdy boy is meditating with his eyes closed under an ancient tree.

After a long time, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

"My Golden Law still hasn't come to fruition!"

"If this continues, when I reach adulthood, I won't be able to become a third-level god!"

"My qualifications are not bad, but my family is poor, and I don't have enough opportunities to obtain the breath of life!"

"If I can obtain enough life qi, then the speed of my comprehension of the law will definitely be greatly accelerated, and when I become an adult, it is also possible that the law of gold will be perfected!"

"It's a pity that the smallest low-level plane is so expensive, I can't afford ..... at all," the young man sighed repeatedly.

He spoke an extremely strange language, but Chen Yuxiang understood it easily.

The 'door' of the compound was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a face of vicissitudes of life walked in, the man looked at the young man, a smile appeared on his face, and said softly: "Xiong'er!"

"Daddy. The young man replied and hurriedly walked over.

"How about it, I've been fighting for a few months, how are you understanding the law of gold!"

"Daddy, I don't have the breath of life, it's too slow to comprehend the law, I've tried my best, but the law still can't reach the ......," the young man said distressedly.

"Haha, Xiong'er, Daddy joined the army this time for this matter. The middle-aged man laughed, "Xiong'er, this time Daddy is lucky, he came back alive, and he has won a lot of military exploits, and the money saved this time is enough to buy you a low-level plane, and you can also use the Qi of Life in the future!"

"Really, Daddy. The boy jumped for joy.

"Of course it's true. The middle-aged man was also extremely happy, "Although you can only buy the smallest plane, but after all, you can get some life qi, Xiong'er, Daddy can only do this, you must work hard!"

"Hmm. The boy nodded.

Above the market.

The father and son walked into a huge shop, and the people in the shop did not pay much attention to the shabby clothes of the two men.

There was anger on the young man's face, and the middle-aged man pulled him, and the two walked to the corner of the store.

There is only one kind of goods in the store, and that is the token of quaint 'fine' beauty.

Each token corresponds to a low-level plane, and has a different price depending on the size of the plane and the number of people.

The middle-aged man took out a large number of black 'colored' stones from his arms and put them on the counter, and the 'waiter' in the counter showed an impatient 'color' on his face, and handed a token to the middle-aged man.

Above the token, a few small words are written.

"Plane Name: Intelligent Life in the Homeland of China: 30 Billion Years Before Collapse: 500,000 Years"

"There are only 30 billion intelligent life. The young man said with a bitter face, "And it can only exist for another 500,000 years, this plane is really too bad!"

"It's really bad. The 'waiter' sneered, "And the cultivators there are all extinct, this is the most broken plane in our shop!"

"The most broken plane, are you going to sell it to me? The boy cried out.

The 'waiter' said impatiently: "Your little money, in other stores, you can't even buy such a plane, don't talk nonsense, do you want to, don't take your money and leave!"

"Xiong'er, quick, hurry up and take the token. The middle-aged man hurriedly said.

The boy reluctantly picked up the token and dripped a drop of blood on it, and the token suddenly split into two parts, one part flashed and disappeared into the void, while the other part did not enter the boy's body.

"Xiong'er, I don't feel it. The middle-aged man said expectantly.

"I sensed it, Daddy, there are indeed 30 billion intelligent lifeforms. The boy nodded.

The 'waiter' sneered: "The lowest plane, that is also the handiwork of the Creator God Lords, these tokens are also cast by the Creator God Lords, how can you not sense it, do you think we will sell fakes!"

"Don't dare, don't dare. The middle-aged man said again and again, pulling the young man out of the store quickly.

In the courtyard, under the ancient trees.

"Xiong'er, Daddy has no money, so he can only buy you such a broken plane, and you will be on it. The middle-aged man apologized.

"Daddy, thank you. The young man said, "Although there are only 500,000 years left, after all, you can harvest the life qi 500 times, I just hope that those plane guardians can complete the task!"

The middle-aged man sighed: "Whether you can complete the task or not, that's the matter of the nether ants, we can't control it!"

The young man asked, "Daddy, didn't you say that if those ants can't complete the task, they will be punished by God, and how should I punish them then?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, " Xiong'er, the guardian of the plane, is undertaken by the ants of the intermediate plane, the selection is completely dependent on chance, we can't interfere, after all, the plane is made by the great creator gods, and it is also their business to arrange the guardians, the guardians serve us according to the rules formulated by the adults, although we have bought this plane, but it is only possible to receive the breath of living beings once in a thousand years, and it is not up to us to punish the plane guardians who cannot complete the task, those are the things of the creator gods, and we can not interfere at all, but all the ants who fail to complete the task will be punished by God, and those who complete the task will be rewardedThat's for sure!"

The boy nodded and said, "Oh, that's the case, then I can only wait, nothing else can be done!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This is nature, we can only accept the qi of living beings, and everything else is a matter for adults!"

......

The picture in the sea of knowledge slowly dissipated, and the restraints of Chen Yuxiang's body suddenly disappeared, and his figure appeared under the thunderclouds again, and his face 'color' also became extremely strange.