One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

Huang Sheng snorted coldly, he has lived a lot longer than Zhang Yang, and he has experienced more things, but at that moment, it was because of the urgency in his heart that he was blinded and said Zhang Yang's way.

It's just that he has lived for countless years, and in just a few breaths, he realized that something was wrong, and promptly retracted the words he was about to say.

Boss Qiu in the Immortal Swallowing Bottle only smiled bitterly at this time. Although he placed a certain height on Zhang Yang's mind, he was still deeply trapped in Zhang Yang's inducement. He will surely continue to believe firmly.

"I still underestimated..."

Zhang Yang quietly looked at Huang Sheng for a while, and said such a sentence without any reason.

"While you help me advance to the wasteland era, you also need to give me the method of using the Wanhun Banner, and you also need to teach me a powerful wasteland technique."

At this time, Huang Sheng no longer had the thoughts and publicity to test, and directly replied: "Yes, but I am the spirit of Wanhun Banner, and I will not tell you how to control me."

Zhang Yang nodded, and then asked such a sentence as far as the ends of the earth. "Do you think the demons will perish? When will they perish?"

Huang Sheng glanced at him and said lightly: "The demons are in decline and will surely die. You should also know this in your heart. All you want to ask is how long the demons will last. I can tell you my prediction clearly. Three After the new year, the day when the three major cultivators attack, the demons will be wiped out!"

Zhang Yang frowned slightly and said, "Can't you delay it for a day?"

"It can't be delayed for a day!"

"Well, after three years, I have nowhere to go, and I will fly to the top of the ten thousand feet with you."

"Three years... OK!"

"If I use Jin Chan's escape plan this time or get targeted by other six peaks, can you have a secret way to escape safely?"

"I have three!"

"Okay!" Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on the vast sea of ​​blood below him: "If that's the case, let's start."

At the bottom of Tongtian Mountain, Ye Buzhan patted his butt and stood up, looking up at the sky and smiling: "It's been four days, and everyone has climbed at least seven hundred feet, and it's definitely a coquettish way for me to rush up at this time. . . "

He picked up his dry hand and stared at the name Wuming for a moment, frowning slightly and wonderingly: "What is Zhang Yang going to do? The coquettish just won't move for a day? I don't care about him, let's take care of himself first."

With a wretched smile, Ye Buzhi jumped up the corners of his brows.

His speed was extremely fast, and the explosion of that speed made the eyes of many Waizong disciples jump.

"Another one!"

"Good guy, why are people like this now?"

Everyone was still sighing, Ye Buzhan had already surpassed more than a thousand feet, and in an instant, he rushed to the one thousand seven hundred feet.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's body fell rapidly, and it fell to a thousand feet in a blink of an eye. Everyone had some hope for Zhang Yang, but at this time, with the speed of his fall, that poor hope was directly shattered.

After the shattering, the boundless anger rose.

"This grandstanding clown must have performed some kind of secret technique to rush so high, and now he can't hold it anymore!"

"It's too obscene to use this method!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and scolded indignantly. As the so-called hope is as great as the disappointment Breathe out for them.

But after a few days, Zhang Yang's motionless performance has shaken them, but there is still hope, but today he has plummeted, which is equivalent to shattering their beliefs.

Chapter 989

People have a very strange psychology. When he faces other people who are similar to himself, he will unconsciously want to compare, vaguely imagine the other party as an enemy, and call the moment when the other party shines: the limelight.

When he faced others who were far superior to him, in his heart, he would only think that it was a matter of course, and called the moment when the other party was brilliant: strength. (..)

When he faced the same person as himself, but suddenly rose up, and then found out that he was still so bad after a while, extreme disgust and ridicule would arise in his heart, and the moment when the other party was brilliant and then humiliated was called: self-inflicted .

At this time, the disciples of the outer sect had such a feeling. Under the germination of doubt, driven by human nature, their original respect began to become indifferent, from indifference to ridicule, and the process was very natural.

On the contrary, he has a trace of admiration for Ye Buzhan, who has now rushed over two thousand feet.

"Master Ye endured for four days, this is brewing the atmosphere, let those inner sect disciples take a step first, and finally surpass one hand, powerful!"

"Master Ye is the pride of my Waizong disciple!"

As soon as Zhang Yang fell to the bottom, he fell to the position of the first zhang, and after waiting for a while, he pretended to fly to the second zhang with difficulty, and then fell down again, making outsiders feel that this person was at the end of the road and no longer had any strength.

After a while, Zhang Yang released Boss Qiu, and at the same time pointed at his eyebrows, the purple-red light group entered his Yuanshen cave and protected his Yuanshen.

"This... what kind of thing is this? It can't even break through the blood soul!"

He opened his mouth wide, horrified, and stared blankly at Zhang Yang. The young man in front of him shocked him again and again, as if these things must be treasures specially designed for cultivating demons. The bloody battle!

"Take the jade slip and go back to the alchemy room. The monkey will protect you from revenge by the enemy."

Seeing the jade slip coming, Boss Qiu nodded frantically and vigorously, without hesitation, he patted his chest vigorously, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground, already causing serious injuries.

Boss Qiu had already thought about it thoroughly at this time. If he hadn't encountered Zhang Yang, he might stop at the foundation-building stage all his life, and a mediocre life was almost certain.

But he concluded that Zhang Yang is a person with great fortune, and his future achievements are limitless. As long as he follows him, he can turn around.

At the same time, he also knows that if he is just a waste person, no matter who he follows will not get the attention of the other party, then he can only create his own value and let the other party pay attention.

So he seriously injured himself, so that after going out, he can better improve the plan of publicity.

Zhang Yang watched Boss Qiu's actions calmly, without saying a word.

"Master, I'm leaving."

Boss Qiu said respectfully and then crushed the jade slip, a soft light suddenly surrounded him, and disappeared in Tongtian Mountain in a blink of an eye.