() A person, wandering among the stars.

After successfully cultivating the Ancient Body Refining Method, Mu Chen did not leave Tianyu immediately, but walked through the universe alone, feeling the experience after the completion of the technique.

The weightlessness and vacuum here have not hindered the new wood dust in the slightest, and it can be said that he has completely shed his previous body, and the current one is condensed by the immaculate chaotic qi.

We can call it a chaotic body.

In ancient times, this kind of physical body was also cultivated several times, and it was called the supreme heavenly spirit body by the creatures at that time.

The absolute perfect body is in harmony with the Tao, all things, and the universe!

Indestructible, it is no exaggeration to say that in terms of the current body of Mu Chen, there is no one in the world, even if it is said that the body is always one step ahead of all souls, it can collide violently without falling into the wind.

The harvest of this trip is huge, in the past, although Mu Chen's physique was not bad, but compared with today, it is the difference between heaven and earth.

"I didn't expect that even Xiuwei had grown invisibly, and he had already touched that field, just a little bit. He smiled and looked at the empty starry sky.

Ten years of hard work, life and death, let him go further on the peak of the Venerable, has touched the edge of the Great Venerable Realm, only need a trace of opportunity, maybe he can successfully break through, and from then on he will become a dragon!

Looking back on the past, after living in the spirit world for more than twenty years, counting the time in the Heavenly Tower, Mu Chen is now forty or fifty years old, but his appearance has not changed at all, and he even looks younger.

The lifespan of a soul exterminator is much longer than that of ordinary people, in the case of the Great Venerable, it is absolutely no problem to live for more than three thousand years, and although the Venerable is not so long-lived, how can he survive more than a thousand years.

In less than half a hundred, he has already reached such a height, and he is not far from the city lord level, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a celestial pride.

In fact, before they knew it, this group of young people from the spirit world had long since surpassed their parents and grown up to be on their own.

Moreover, their golden age has only just begun, and compared to those who are hundreds or thousands of years old, they are still seedlings, and there are endless possibilities, and no one can predict how high these people can rush in the end.

A few days later, Mu Chen was already familiar with his new body, extremely satisfied, and from a distance, although there was no breath overflowing, he looked like a big boy next door.

Ordinary as usual, but he knew that if he broke out, it would surprise all spirits.

"It's gone, and I don't know what happened to everyone. He took one last look at the place, stretched out his wings, and rushed without looking back

To the earth that has been gone for ten years.

......

Now let's go back to the Odd Star Meeting, which is in full swing.

All souls were in turmoil, and at the moment when the grand event began, countless beings flocked to the astral regions of the major races, decisively buying some meteorites that had been optimistic about them earlier.

On the first day alone, there were nearly 1,000 meteorites that were peeled off, and although the theme of this event was odd stars, there were too few such stars after all, and all ethnic groups would naturally prepare some ordinary meteorites, marked with prices for others to buy.

As for those strange stars that have attracted a lot of attention, none of them have been bought.

Because Qixing is priceless, there are no possibilities inside, no one will be stupid enough to take it out and sell it, and naturally there is no price, so what if you want to?

It's simple, one word, bet!

Take out something that satisfies the other party and make a bet, of course, if both parties are willing, it is okay to change without betting.

And this gambling is also divided into two kinds, literary gambling and martial gambling.

The gambling is that each side takes out a strange star, and peels it off at the same time, and the ten thousand spirits will judge, which side peels off the star source of higher value, who wins, and the losing side, the peeled things belong to the winner.

Martial gambling is even simpler, at a height of 10,000 meters, there are dozens of hegemony platforms suspended, and the gambling forces each send one person to duel, regardless of life or death, the bet is a strange star, who wins whom.

In the first three days of the event, it was just a simple sale of ordinary meteorites, and the major clans were all calm, and they had not yet made any odd star bets, and they were coldly concerned about being stripped of the star source every day, and if necessary, they would send people to spend a lot of money to exchange.

After all, this is the first time that so many meteorites have been put out at one time, and it has directly set off a craze for people to buy stones.

Even the little turtles couldn't help but leave their own territory and bought some meteorites.

But the probability of opening a star source in an ordinary meteorite is too low, and there are few sensational artifacts appearing, and after a few days, this craze gradually cooled down, and all spirits have set their eyes on those strange stars.

Finally, some races made a move, found the target that they had been aiming at a long time, and started a wonderful game of strange stars!

The hegemony platform in the sky is no longer lonely, and a well-known powerhouse has appeared, the worst are all peak cities, and the others are all race kings...

For the creatures who are aspiring to the world, cultural gambling is almost not considered, and the kind of winning and losing half of the things is fickle, and only martial arts gambling is the best choice.

When the first strange star was honored by the ancient beast

After the powerful arm was taken down, and a superb three-color was opened in front of everyone, the scene was a sensation.

The gambling battle was officially sounded, and the owners of the strange stars found their targets one after another, and the hegemony platform spilled blood, and a series of top-level battles broke out, dazzling people's eyes.

Every martial arts gamble is cruel, only the winner can step down, as for the loser, almost all of them are killed in battle, and even if they don't die, they are completely abolished...

On the first day, there were four top city sons who died on the hegemony platform, one natural Dao son, and seven race kings...

Except for one, all the strange stars that were opened had star sources, and they were strange things of astonishing value, and by the way, they could cause riots.

The eyes of many creatures are red, the flowers in the dream, the blood of the demon spirits, and the nether grass that has blossomed into fruit, which can create the divine material of the holy soldiers... What is not the stuff of legend!

The little turtle went crazy about this, and one after another the treasures appeared, tickling their hearts.

But what makes the little turtle and the others helpless is that almost no one dares to bet with them, of course, the same is true for the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, the Imperial City and some big clans, these top forces still haven't made any bets.

Because in the eyes of all spirits, they are all the strongest forces in the Heavenly Tower at present, and there are more than one or two top kings, who dares to bet with them?

.......

"How about we make a bet, big man?" said a small turtle to the creatures headed by a small turtle in a not-so-strong race.

"I refuse!"

"Ya, you'll die in a fight, how about you let you have one foot. ”

"Nima, gambling with a divine beast, you are stupid to me, this is clearly bullying a vulnerable group like me, if you have a kind, go to the imperial city or other big clans to gamble." The non-human "vulnerable group" who was larger than a house said angrily.

"Come on, at most let you have one more foot, and promise not to kill or scrap it. ”

"Get out!"

At this moment, a passing city wondered, "It's strange, this turtle is still here, it shouldn't be." ”

"What's not to do, Nima, it's all a bunch of soft eggs, and no one bets with the master!" the little turtle walked out of the area depressed.

"How can no one bet against you, I just saw a few big clans walking towards your territory, it seems that the people of the Imperial City are also there. ”

"What are you talking about!" the little turtle's eyes widened, and suddenly a bad premonition arose, and he rushed to his own territory with a whoosh.