Ding Yi was sitting on the island where he had practiced the supreme monarch last time, with a dignified face.

Although I didn't get anything good from this trip to hell, I left xiaotianwu and nearly nine billion little golden bugs, which is equivalent to controlling the core of hell.

The key is that he confirmed his life experience again.

"Am I really Huang Zheng's son?"

"My mother's name is Shandi?"

"What did Shandi encounter when he took his son to the world of creation? Why did you let me fall? "

"And what happened to the jade I got at that time?"

Ding Yi still can't figure it out.

At that time, Ding Yi got the memory of Ye Xuantian from the jade block and began to cultivate immortals in Dongning.

The jade pendant should have been brought down from the fairyland by him.

Shandi fled from hell to the fairyland, ready to enter the world of creation through the fairyland. She must have been ambushed in the fairyland.

Is that mysterious man ye Xuantian?

Ding Yi has many questions in his heart, but no one can answer him.

He sat alone for most of the day, feeling a little confused.

"What are you going to do next?" God, Wu had to ask.

"Every step counts. They all say that I am Huang Zheng's son. It may be true or false. Only when I see Huang Zheng can I be sure of my identity."

Ding Yi does not necessarily think that he is the son of a saint.

The only fairy emperor and Tian flea are both good at scheming, which is not worthy of trust.

"I don't think it's ten to ten. Except for the son of the sage, it's impossible to be so lucky as you. You've been cultivating immortals all the way, but you haven't got so many chances and treasures."

"Ha ha, maybe I'm the reincarnation of a great man, ha ha ha." Ding Yi laughs and suddenly seems to have figured out that no matter who he is, it's more important to be good at the moment.

Promote Xianjun, enhance strength, draw the strength of the present, return to the past, return to Dongning.

It doesn't matter who I am. The key is that I just want to go back to Dongning.

Ding Yi wants to understand and is in a cheerful mood.

He stood up: "longyi, how many puppets do we have now?"

Ding Yi has only been sleeping in the wall of despair for more than 10000 years. The two puppet masters obtained by Shengong Xianfu have helped the demons Ding Yi captured to train more than one million puppets.

"Only a million?" Ding Yi was slightly stunned.

More than 10000 years and more than one million is equivalent to about 100 puppets per year. Two puppet masters practice 50 puppets per year. On average, it takes many days to practice one puppet.

"Their two puppet masters practice very fast. They can practice ten every day. The key is that you can collect more than one million demons."

It turns out that Ding Yi used the curse of the devil emperor to collect demons outside the wall of despair, and he collected more than one million.

Later, he was sucked in by the wall and didn't take it back.

In this way, he has only two million puppets, which is still too few.

Now Ding Yi is short of everything.

There are few puppets, few fairy crystals, and no fairy crystals.

You know, he's got a billion bugs, two million puppets.

To raise a little golden bug, puppets need money.

There is no other immortal crystal in his whole body, only 50 million Wang pin immortal crystal.

And get millions of magic crystals in hell.

The quality of magic crystal is still very poor, which is equivalent to the appearance of Chinese Xianjing. It's not enough for xiaoxianchong to eat for a day.

"To make money, it seems to go to heaven." Ding Yi thought to himself that the major states outside could not satisfy himself, and no Immortal King could support me.

Only when I go to heaven can I be supported.

Calculate the time, the eighth battalion trial is fast.

"Go, go back."

But then he went back and had a problem.

All the transmission lines in Youzhou are closed.

Ding Yi wants to fly back by himself. He doesn't know when to fly.

Even if we fly to other states, it's very slow.

"Go to Youzhou. The transmission array of Youzhou must not be closed. Go from Youzhou." Ding Yi's brush, lightning cloud wings appear.

"You may be looking for you?" God remind him.

"Not afraid." Ding Yi doesn't pay attention to an immortal now.

Brush, lightning cloud wings start to flash.

A flash is a thousand li. The speed of this Wang's immortal ware is absolutely the highest in the fairyland.

However, this is really a consumption of immortal Qi.

After dozens of flashes, Ding Yi consumed more than half of his immortal spirit.

Had to eat a Chinese Xianyuan Dan, stop to have a rest, and then continue to flash forward.

According to the direction of the map, in less than an hour, Ding Yi saw the wall of Youzhou city.

But the scene of Youzhou City surprised Ding Yi.

From a distance, Youzhou city is white. When you approach it, you find that the city is full of white lights.

One by one, the words "Dien" are pasted on the lamp.

There were people coming in and out of the city, and their faces were heavy.

Ding Yi stops in the distance and holds a group of people who are just about to fly into the city.

"Younger martial brothers, what happened in Youzhou city?"

Those three people are all in the middle of Shengxian period. They are a little upset when they are suddenly stopped. When they turn around, Ding Yi's breath of Shengxian period is releasing.

Three people immediately face solemn: "elder martial brother is good, elder martial brother still don't know? Ye Duxian, the eldest son of Youming Xianjun, was killed. Now the whole city is holding a memorial ceremony. "

"The three of us came from other states, too."

"Oh." Ding Yi suddenly realized.

But he remembered that ye Duxian was not dead. Tianflea said that he was robbed of his body by the only Immortal Emperor and was promoted to Xianjun.

It seems that the only Immortal Emperor didn't come back. Maybe he also went to heaven.

But in this way, Youming Xianjun must find the murderer who killed his son.

Ding Yi didn't go into the city first. He looked at it from a distance and found that he was very strict when he went into and out of the city.

At the gate, there were several teams of holy immortals. At the beginning, there were nearly 20 people who were responsible for guarding the gate.

Before Ding Yi saw a big city of this level, there were only one or two holy immortals at the gate, and the others were all mysterious immortals.

Now it's all Saint fairies, the defensive level will go up.

These people are very simple. Once they find that the ID card is not from Youzhou, they are very strict and cross examined for a long time.

Ding Yi used to use Xiao tianwu's identity card, but now Xiao tianwu is not here, so Ding Yi can only use his own.

His own identity card is from Mingzhou city.

Eh, this seems to be ok?

As soon as Ding Yi's eyes turned, his magic power turned and his breath was deeply hidden, revealing only the breath of the early days of saints and immortals.

Then he swaggered and flew to the gate in the same way as Ding Yi himself.

There was a line of people lining up at the gate of the city.

Youzhou local side, the other side of the stand.

Ding Yi stood on the other side and found that there were not many people, only a dozen, mostly from the states near Youzhou.

Ding Yi, who is from Mingzhou, is a little far away. Others know that they must doubt that you are so far away from Mingzhou. What are you doing here?

Ding Yi didn't think of this problem at that time. When he was checked, he was stunned.

"Ding Yi? What about Mingzhou The two immortals looked at Ding Yi, stunned.

"What are you doing in Mingzhou and Youzhou?"

This expression is the same as running to Mars in the galaxy.

It's too far away.

"I'm looking for my family." Ding Yi kept quiet and used the oldest routine: "my sister was brought to Youzhou many years ago."

The two immortals looked at each other.

One of them repeatedly looked at Ding Yi's identity card, no problem, so he said in a deep voice: "how long have you been here?"

Ding Yi then remembered that it would take at least several decades to get from Mingzhou to Youzhou at the beginning of the normal Shengxian period.

"More than 20 years." Ding Yi didn't know how long it would take, so he said something.

The saint opened his eyes and wanted to say something.

The immortal on the side suddenly grabbed him: "forget it, let him in."

Wave your hand and let Ding Yi in.

Inexplicably, Ding Yi quickly takes back his identity card and marches into Youzhou city.

"Yudui, this man is a little suspicious. Who came to Youzhou so far? I have been in fairyland for thousands of years, and I have never left Youzhou. "

"Shh." Yu Dui, quietly, said to him: "I said his name is a little familiar, he may be the most wanted criminal in heaven Ding Yi."

"Hiss, right." The man was startled, then ecstatic.

Of course, there are many people named Ding Yi in fairyland, maybe more than one million, but Ding Yi in Mingzhou, who came to Youzhou, looks like a wanted criminal.

At this time, Ding Yi forgets that he is a wanted criminal. After he sneaks into Youzhou, he is still complacent. Then he quickly pulls a saint on the street. At the beginning, he asks, and finds out that Youzhou is similar to Zhongzhou, and there are three teleportation stations.

The first is a common and the largest transmission station. People in Youzhou can use it as long as they produce immortal crystals, but it only transmits in this state. Now it is closed.

The second is the teleportation platform used by Youming Xianjun, including Youyun camp. This teleportation platform can be used as far as the nearby Dazhou. Generally, outsiders can't use it. However, as long as there is a relationship, if they are willing to pay, they still have the opportunity to use it.

The third one is used by Xianjun himself and his relatives. It can be transmitted to several big states as far as possible. It's hard for outsiders to use it even if they have money. It must be approved by Xianjun.

Ding Yi's plan is to use the second one, but first he has to ask someone to help him introduce it.

Just as Ding Yi was trying to figure out how to deal with it, suddenly many people ran on the street: "sell slaves, sell slaves, sell slaves in Youshen Pavilion."

Many people ran to the south.

Ding Yi's heart moved. Is there any slave in fairyland? For the first time, let's go and have a look.