Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 93 Is this all right? (seeking a first order)
"Haha, are you out of your mind? You're going to kill me and ask for mercy?" Zhang Yang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, as if hearing the funniest thing in the world.

"Letting you beg for mercy is a gift to you! Don't be ignorant!" Mo Ling said indifferently, looking down at Zhang Yang, as if looking at an ant.

Seeing Zhang Yang, he was not in a hurry to act, because Zhang Yang's cultivation was clear at a glance, he was in the early stage of Da Luoxian, and he didn't know how many people had been killed in the early stage of Da Luoxian.

He didn't pay attention to a little gourd Taoist at all. He bullied Hong Yun so miserably. He had to humiliate Zhang Yang severely to vent his anger.

Hearing Mo Ling's words from the side, Hong Yun showed a satisfied expression. He was worthy of being his servant. It would be too cheap to simply kill Zhang Yang and humiliate him severely. Only by killing him can Hong Yun's shame be washed away.

"What a gift!"

Zhang Yang showed a mocking look. He has seen himself as righteous, but he has never seen such a self-righteous person. He really regards himself as the ruler of heaven and earth standing on the altar, who dominates the fate of others. Others are ants. This kind of person feels good about himself , Zhang Yang is the most annoying, speaking directly tit for tat.

"Haha, apologize to Hongyun? What is he? It's also worth my apology. Is he apologizing to Lao Tzu when I ask for an apology?"

Zhang Yang's words are not aimless. Hongyun took a gourd from Zhang Yang back then, which was equivalent to gouging out a piece of flesh from him. Although the law of heaven shows that the gourd is destined for you, you can't take it without the owner's permission. However, no one would agree with anyone else. Therefore, there was nothing wrong with Zhang Yang asking Hongyun to apologize.

"This gourd Taoist is crazy!"

Ran Deng shook his head, becoming less and less optimistic about Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang repeatedly angered Mo Ling, which was to show that he died slowly, which was a stupid performance.

"Crazy Calabash Taoist, but the crazier he is, the faster he dies!"

Di Jun was also not optimistic about Zhang Yang, he had a brief hand-to-hand fight with Mo Ling, although he was in a hurry and ended up fine, but he understood Mo Ling's strength even more.

With Zhen Yuanzi's attack, Hong Yun's burning primordial spirit was controlled, and he gave Hong Yun a lot of vitality, which made Hong Yun's whole body feel better.

"Hmph, Taoist gourd, you took away my ninety-nine scattered soul gourd, and chased me thousands of miles away, causing me to burn my primordial spirit and consume [-]% of the power of my primordial spirit. Hurry up and kowtow to me to admit my mistake, and offer my primordial spirit , I will keep your whole body, otherwise I will make you unable to survive or die!"

Looking at Zhang Yang, Hong Yun regained his previous momentum, with a cold look on his face, looking at Zhang Yang with resentment, really wishing to go up and tear Zhang Yang, and snorted coldly.

"Really, I want to see how you made me unable to survive or die!" Zhang Yang glanced at Hongyun contemptuously, put his hands behind his back, sneered, and turned to look at Mo Ling.

For Zhang Yang, Hong Yun said those words, he was sick in his head, kowtowed to admit his mistakes, and offered his soul, and then killed himself, everyone died, who the fuck is sick and confessed to you?

Besides, after Zhang Yang was defeated, he no longer took him seriously. His words were pure fart. Zhang Yang's creed only died standing up, never kneeling to die.

"Good! Good! Good! Calabash Taoist will hope that your mouth is still so hard, and hope that I won't let me see you kneeling and begging for mercy."

Hong Yun said three good things in succession, his face was gloomy, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he said to Mo Ling who was beside him: "Beat him hard until he kneels down and begs for mercy, just give me one breath!" !"

Mo Ling bowed slightly, nodded yes, then turned around and looked at Zhang Yang, with a ferocious face, looked at Zhang Yang coldly, as if looking at a dead person, waved his big hand, and a colorful light, like a startled rainbow, went straight to Zhang Yang .

"Calabash Taoist is finished!"

Ran Deng shook his head, this colorful light was almost as good as Di Jun's, Zhang Yang's cultivation could not be as high as Di Jun's, and he would not be able to have the Hetu Luoshu in Di Jun's hand, blocking his colorful light, he will die undoubtedly!

"It's a pity that this Calabash Taoist is a talent. It would be great if he can be included in my Heavenly Palace."

Di Jun had the deepest understanding of the power of this colorful light. He showed regret. It is a genius to be able to cultivate into a Da Luoxian, but it is a pity that he offended someone who should not be offended. He didn't think Zhang Yang could escape it. Not everyone can have such a Lingbao.

Zhen Yuanzi had no expression on his face. He just glanced at Zhang Yang coldly and stopped paying attention. To him, a dead person had nothing to be concerned about. Instead, he continued to inject life energy into Hong Yun's body.

Hong Yun looked at the field with a sneer, looked at Hong Yun with resentment, and kept thinking about how to make publicity in his mind. He was very confident in Mo Ling's strength. He tried Mo Ling's strength once, and Hong Yun was not at all. opponent.

Seeing the colorful rays of light, Zhang Yang instinctively shuddered, as if being stared at by some prehistoric beast, his face was solemn, and he felt the aura of the same origin of Hong Yun's soul light from the colorful rays of light.

"This is also the way to cultivate the soul!"

Zhang Yang made a judgment, knowing it in his heart, knowing that the soul attack can ignore the physical defense, and dare not neglect, Zhang Yang directly sacrificed the nine-nine scattered soul gourd, a devouring force, and instantly swallowed it with colorful light.

"Hey, that's Hongyun's Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd!"

"That's right, it seems that Taoist Calabash has indeed taken away Hong Yun's spirit treasure!"

"I didn't believe it at first. How could someone take away a congenital spiritual treasure that was refined? Now that I see it, I finally believe it. It's really strange. How did the gourd Taoist take it away?"

Di Jun and Ran Deng looked at each other, both of them felt unbelievable. They thought that Hong Yun said that his innate spirit treasure was taken away by the gourd Taoist, but they thought Hong Yun was joking. The two of them were taken aback.

Hearing the exclamation, Zhen Yuanzi looked up, and saw the gourd of ninety-nine scattered souls in Zhang Yang's hand, his eyes were constricted, and he was horrified. At first, he was skeptical of Hong Yun's words, after all, Hong Yun is usually not very serious. Like to joke.Like Di Jun, Ran Deng had the same thoughts and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Asshole! That's my Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd!"

Seeing Zhang Yang sacrifice his own gourd and Mo Ling's attack, Hong Yun was so angry that he used the spirit treasure he refined to attack the attacks of his fellow clansmen, how ironic it was, he seemed to feel a slap Hit him in the face, that crisp, that loud!
Mo Ling's complexion also darkened, how ugly it is, how ugly it is, although Hong Yun's cultivation base is not high, but the spirit treasure he refined with the inheritance memory is a top-level spirit treasure, or they are of the same origin, just enough to restrain them supernatural powers.

"Not bad!" Seeing that the nine-nine scattered soul gourd really worked, Zhang Yang showed satisfaction, patted the gourd lightly, and praised.

Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd buzzed and trembled excitedly, touched Zhang Yang lightly, and circled around Zhang Yang, showing a coquettish look, as if a child was very excited after being praised by an elder.

"You... Taoist Calabash courts death!"

Hong Yun saw it really, his face was flushed, as if someone had stepped on his tail, and he let out a piercing yell.

He has been refining the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd for tens of thousands of years, and he has never seen the gourd be so close to him. Zhang Yang has only obtained the gourd for less than ten years.

This scene made him feel so dazzling, and he even felt the strange eyes of the people around him, pointing at him, as if another slap had slapped him hard on the face, crisp and loud, and hot and painful!
Burning Lamp: "..."

Di Jun: "..."

This is all right?This is fucking evil!Am I dreaming?Is this still an innate spirit treasure?Aren't congenital spirit treasures only able to function after being urged by their masters? When did their spirituality become so strong, why didn't they know?
"Damn it, what kind of innate spiritual treasure is this? Such a strong spirituality is almost catching up with the innate spiritual root!"

Zhen Yuanzi was also taken aback, watching Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd continue to act like a baby beside Zhang Yang, making intimate movements, feeling jealous in his heart.

The stronger the spirituality of the Xiantian Lingbao, the more powerful it is. Sometimes, he will take the initiative to attack and defend without being urged by the master. Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, knows this better than anyone else.

"Gourd Taoist, do you think I'm afraid of you because you have the master's ninety-nine scattered soul gourd?"

Mo Ling snorted coldly, seeing that Zhang Yang's murderous intent became stronger, his heart moved, and his body emitted colorful lights.

(End of this chapter)