Martial arts long journey

Chapter 759
Taking out the green-colored stone from his bosom, Zhou Yan slowly played with it in his hand.

Compared with when he got the stone just now, its appearance has changed a lot now.

It was originally only the extremely pure green color, but now it seems to have rendered many cloud patterns, making the stone look even more mysterious and mysterious.

As for the reason why this stone changed so much, nine out of ten it was because it absorbed the soul power of many warriors during the Battle of Futu Mountain.

Zhou Yan couldn't help frowning slightly at the throbbing that came from the Siji stone on Futu Mountain before.

Generally speaking, only among those martial arts soldiers and exotic treasures can there be weapon spirits.

But no matter how much Zhou Yan played with and observed the stone in his hand, he still couldn't see what kind of martial arts weapon or strange treasure it was.

And even though that stone had absorbed a lot of martial artist's soul power, except for its appearance becoming more extraordinary, Zhou Yan never noticed any other changes at all, and he didn't even feel the slightest change in it. There is strength to speak of.

With a thought, a ray of true energy emerged from Zhou Yan's fingertips, and slowly penetrated into the stone.

It's a pity that the stone did not give any feedback like a dead thing in the end.

But even so, Zhou Yan still concluded that this stone must hide something extraordinary.

Just based on the fact that this stone can be safe and sound under Zhou Yan's martial arts qi, the quality of this stone is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Focusing his eyes slightly, Zhou Yan hesitated for a while, and finally managed to separate a little bit of his own mental power into the stone.

Almost as soon as the next moment passed, an extremely powerful force of attraction suddenly came out of that stone, which immediately pulled Zhou Yan's spiritual power into the stone.

The change that happened in this instant was so fast that even Zhou Yan couldn't react.

At the same time, Zhou Yandang felt as if he was in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, surrounded by pure white clouds floating slowly.

Although these scenes are illusory and unreal, when the clouds drifted past Zhou Yan, he felt like a gentle breeze, as if all the scenes in front of him were really derived from a sky Same.

The breeze was blowing, the clouds were rolling and the clouds were relaxing. Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds was surging and shaking, and a huge and incomparable bronze portal slowly emerged from the sea of ​​clouds.

The bronze door was tightly closed, and many thick iron chains were wrapped around it, as if to prohibit the bronze door from being opened.

But at this moment, Zhou Yan's attention was all on the center of the bronze door, which was the center where the iron chains were intertwined.

However, under the heavy iron chains, there was still a person bound, and this was what surprised Zhou Yan the most.

Before Zhou Yan could see the man's face clearly, the man raised his head and said in a serious voice: "Young boy, donate a ray of soul to this deity, and this deity will teach you the supreme magic power, which is enough to make you Across the rivers and lakes and martial arts, rampant..."

When the man raised his head to see Zhou Yan's face clearly, the man's bewitching voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly strangled his neck, and he could no longer speak a single syllable.

At this moment, Zhou Yan also saw the specific appearance of that person clearly. It was a middle-aged strong man who looked to be in his 40s or [-]s. His upper body was shirtless, revealing his twisted tendons. The meat is also covered with various mysterious patterns of blue and dark colors.

Looking at his surly and gloomy appearance, and his brows filled with extremely strong killing intent, one can tell at a glance that he is definitely not someone who is easy to get along with.

However, when the middle-aged man saw Zhou Yan's face clearly, all the stern expressions on his face suddenly subsided, and he changed into a flattering expression.

"You are His Royal Highness Son?!"

In the flattery of the middle-aged strong man, there is still a bit of fear and horror, and a bit of uneasiness, it can be said that the expression is very complicated.

But after an instant passed, the strong man seemed to suddenly recall something, and he yelled fiercely: "Not much, you will definitely not be Shengzidian... Bah! You will definitely not It will be that little baby, I watched him die back then, you just happen to look very similar!"

Zhou Yan frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by what you said?!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged strong man sneered and replied: "What do you mean by this deity? Don't talk nonsense, and quickly donate a strand of soul to surrender to this deity. This deity can give you endless opportunities , to help you navigate the martial arts world.

At that time, wealth, beauty, power, you guys will have everything at your fingertips! "

Hearing the middle-aged strong man's voice in his ears, Zhou Yan's mouth could not help but curl into a smile that was not a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he shook helplessly and said with a smile: "You said that I can get these myself, so there is no difference between you and me without you!"

The moment the words fell from his mouth, the devilish energy around Zhou Yan's body surged wildly, and finally a lotus platform burning with faint blue flames condensed in front of him.

As the flame flickered, all the terrified face of the middle-aged strong man was reflected on the lotus platform.

The middle-aged strong man shouted in surprise: "Is this the Nether Flame? Who are you, kid?!"

At this moment, this middle-aged strong man was really frightened.

His incomparable eyes fixed on the middle-aged Khan's body, Zhou Yan snorted coldly and said, "Do you really think I'm that fledgling Bai Ding? You're just a remnant soul, and you Dare to speak nonsense in front of this seat?!
In the past, your cultivation strength at the peak may have surpassed this seat, but now you can't even break free from the restriction of a small pebble. What capital do you have to play with these deceptive tricks in front of this seat? As a means? ! "

If some young warriors with no experience in the world, after experiencing the repeated flickering of this middle-aged man, they might really give up a wisp of soul in a flash of their brains.

It's a pity that the strong man is now facing Zhou Yan.

(End of this chapter)