Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 139
"Dark glare?"

Zhang Yang stared at the struggling silver light in his hands, and was a little stunned. The sun glare was too familiar to be familiar with, as if he had been encountering the sun glare since he transformed into form.

"How is it possible? You actually broke my solar glare, who are you?"

The handsome young man in white robe showed horror on his face, fixed his eyes on Zhang Yang, and asked in a deep voice.

Even the green-robed young man next to him is not calm at this time, Taiyin Dazzling is the signature supernatural power of their Taiyin protoss, and they are also the supreme child prodigy. I didn't expect that no one would break through a random person. Not vigilant.

Looking at Zhang Yang, with a solemn expression on his face, he quietly used his mana. If he couldn't make sense, or if he made a move, he would strike suddenly and give Zhang Yang a fatal blow.

"You are from the Taiyin clan, right? Or the Taiyin god clan."

Zhang Yang didn't answer the words of the young man running in vain. The Tai Chi Eight Diagrams map spun in his hand, obliterating the glare of the sun, and said with a faint glance at them.

"You actually know the Taiyin God Clan? Who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two changed drastically, one left and one right, instantly surrounded Zhang Yang, Bai Pao Qingnian looked at Zhang Yang with a gloomy expression, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Did you see the Taiyin God Clan going out? where are they?"

Since the fall of the Prodigal Son, the Taiyin God Clan continued to send people to the world to investigate the cause of death, but they fell one after another. This made the senior officials of the Taiyin God Clan furious, so they sent two experts to find the reason again.

The white-run youth is called Lang Tianlei, and the blue-robed youth is called Lang Dilei. They came out this time because they were ordered to investigate the fall of Lang Buhui, Lang Bugui and others.

Now hearing that someone knew the Taiyin Protoss, and even broke the Taiyin glare, this instantly aroused the nerves of the two of them, making them suspect that the clansman fell, this person must know something.

Otherwise, based on the secrecy of the Taiyin God Clan, after all, the Taiyin God Clan has not been able to hide since the ancient war, and few people know about it. Zhang Yang is very unfamiliar. If he hadn't contacted his own people, he would not have known about it.

Zhang Yang shook his head, looked at Lang Tianlei and Lang Dilei, and said with a dumb smile: "The Taiyin God Clan is still lingering, and I can meet them wherever I go."

"Sure enough, you have seen people from my Taiyin God Clan, did you kill them?"

Zhang Yang's words made Lang Tianlei's face turn cold, and his eyes became more murderous.

"Boy, now I'll give you a chance to tell us who killed the Taiyin God Clan? We can disturb you so that you don't die? Maybe, if we are in a good mood, we can reward you with some opportunities."

Lang Dilei also spoke, with a haughty look on his face, looking down on Zhang Yang.

"It's okay to tell you, what benefits can you give me?"

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, and didn't care about what Lang Tianlei said, but was slightly interested in Lang Tianlei.

"Haha, as long as you are obedient and obedient, the benefits will not treat you badly."

Lang Dilei showed a proud look, grabbed it with his big hand, and a middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao Pagoda appeared in his hand, looked at Zhang Yang and said: "Tell us, you just need to tell us who killed the Taiyin God Clan, this middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao is yours."

"Second brother, what are you doing? We just need to catch him, and we are not afraid that he won't say anything. Why waste a middle-grade innate spirit treasure."

Lang Tianlei next to him showed displeasure on his face, and he was very opposed to Lang Tianlei's approach, so he spoke directly.

"Brother, it's just an innate spirit treasure, but it can withstand the news of killing me from the Taiyin God Clan?"

Lang Dilei waved his hand, and winked at Lai Tianlei, like a nouveau riche, showing no concern for the Xiantian Lingbao, and looked at Zhang Yang proudly.

After receiving Lang Dilei's hint, Lang Tianlei understood instantly. He knew that Lang Dilei had other plans, so he shut up and looked at Zhang Yang quietly.

"Aren't you too pushy? It's only a middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao?" Zhang Yang showed a look of disgust.

Regarding the actions and thoughts between them, Zhang Yang was very clear in his heart. He just wanted to tell them who killed the Taiyin God Clan, and then they would kill another one to silence them, with a sneer in his heart.

"Still picking Zhongpin Xiantian Lingbao?" Lang Dilei's face froze, and he cursed in his heart.

Nima, Zhongpin Xiantian Lingbao in exchange for a piece of information?Also called pick?Zhongpin Xiantian Lingbao is not something everyone has, this special one is too greedy, right?
"Don't push yourself too hard." Lang Tianlei also had an angry face and a cold face.

"It was you who exchanged a middle-grade innate spirit treasure for my news. How did I get ahead? Ma De, it turns out that they are two poor ghosts!"

Zhang Yang looked disgusted, looked at the impatient look on their faces, but sneered in his heart, I am not afraid that you will not take out high-level spirit treasures.

"Poor ghost?"

Lang Dilei's face darkened, and his heart was boiling with anger. Seeing Zhang Yang's disgusted expression, he wished he could go up and blow his head off.I have seen greedy people, but I have never seen such a greedy person.

"We poor ghosts? You are not poor, so you can show us ten or eight middle-grade innate spirit treasures?"

Lang Tianlei clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, if he hadn't been hinted by Lang Dilei, he would go up and beat Zhang Yang violently.

"You are said to be poor, don't you believe it?"

There was a trace of impatience on Zhang Yang's face, he looked at Lang Tianlei and Lang Di Lei contemptuously, and with a big wave of his hand, the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd and the Qixuan Seizing God Mirror appeared, and said, "Look at these two spirit treasures, which one is it?" The pieces are not hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the ones in your hands."

"Exquisite Innate Spirit Treasure?"

Seeing the Lingbao in Zhang Yang's hand, Lang Tianlei and Lang Dilei's eyes lit up, and they all showed scorching light. They didn't have many top-quality innate Lingbao.

"Did you see, these two were given to me by someone else, you guys are ashamed to fool me with a middle-grade innate spirit treasure, what is it if it's not a poor ghost?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be serious, and continued to talk nonsense, fooling the two of them. He didn't believe that he took out two innate spirit treasures, and they were ashamed not to show out high-level innate spirit treasures.

"..."

Lang Dilei's face froze, especially the sentence "You guys have the nerve to fool me with a middle-grade innate spirit treasure, not a poor ghost or something", suddenly felt like a fucking dog.

"Damn it, is this a slap in the face on purpose?!"

Lang Tianlei was convinced that Zhang Yang would not be able to produce ten pieces of eighth-grade innate spirit treasures, but Zhang Yang took out two top-grade innate spirit treasures. Hundreds of medium-grade innate spirit treasures may not be able to exchange for one top-grade innate spirit treasure. For a moment, he felt hot on his face, as if someone had slapped him hard,

"Do you have the best innate spirit treasure? If you don't, get the hell out of here!"

Zhang Yang looked at the faces of the two who were uglier than pig liver, smiled secretly, and continued to make up the knife.

"Okay, since you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Lang Dilei suppressed the anger in his heart, a silver light flashed in his hand, and a long spear with a black glow appeared in his hand. Flying lightly towards Zhang Yang.

There was also a sneer at the corner of Lang Tianlei's mouth. He was very familiar with this black spear. It was the Black Dragon Spear. It had been completely refined by his second brother Lang Dilei. He wanted to see how Zhang Yang would pick up the Black Dragon Spear.

"Haha, there is a top-grade innate spirit treasure, it's easy to talk about."

Zhang Yang looked like a money fan, his eyes flickered, showing greed, and he stretched out his big hand without any scruples, and directly caught the top-grade innate spirit treasure Black Dragon Spear, and couldn't put it down for a while.

"Now can you tell us who killed the Taiyin God Clan?"

Lang Dilei's face was cold, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer. Now he was confident and confident, and he could kill Zhang Yang with just a thought.

"The person who kills the Taiyin God Clan is called the Holy God."

Zhang Yang said without turning his head, his eyes were still gently stroking the Black Dragon Spear, and he looked completely obsessed.

(End of this chapter)