The Yan family didn't know what Gu Langyu and Gu Feng were thinking, let alone that a disaster was quietly approaching them.
Three days have passed since the last competition between Zhan Ziyang and Gu Langyu. Although the Yan family admitted defeat that day and gave up the right to operate the store this year, they also donated one-third of their property to Canglang Pavilion.
However, Zhan Ziyang's extraordinary talent and combat power that day were still admirable. The most important thing is that after the battle with Gu Langyu, Zhan Ziyang once again made a breakthrough and reached the level of a warrior.
The realm of the fifth level the day after tomorrow
And Zhan Ziyang's reputation resounded throughout Nanyang City at this time, and everyone had a little respect for him.
However, Zhan Ziyang did not pay attention to these
At this moment, Zhan Ziyang was sitting cross-legged, outside Nanyang City, on a hillside covered with green grass. His hands were glowing with a faint golden light, and he was highly concentrated. He was slowly pouring into the strange-shaped ancient ring in his palm.
one's own energy
During these three days, whenever Zhan Ziyang finished his practice for the day, he would come here alone and inject his own energy into this strangely shaped ancient ring, hoping that it would happen again, like the time he was killed by Yan Nantian a month ago.
Interrupted mutation
However, the zhenqi that Zhan Ziyang injected into the ancient ring was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction, and the ancient ring did not change at all like that day.
This made Zhan Ziyang seem confused, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, what secret do you have? It's been three days and nothing has happened!"
Zhan Ziyang's tone was filled with helplessness. He shook his head slightly and stopped delivering Qi to Gu Jie. He knew that even if he continued to consume it, Gu Jie would not react at all.
Although he was a little disappointed, Zhan Ziyang slowly stood up and looked at the setting sun in the sky. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if he was caught in some kind of memory!
The expression is a little unnatural!
"Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much!"
Suddenly, Zhan Ziyang let out a scream, and his originally delicate face became a little ferocious at this moment. His body trembled slightly, and he fell on the hillside with his head in his hands. He kept rolling, seeming to be in extreme pain, and kept wailing.
With
The strange Yin Yang Sword was also thrown into the grass by Zhan Ziyang, who was in extreme pain at the moment.
"ah!!!"
Zhan Ziyang let out a scream again, and his whole body convulsed violently. His delicate appearance looked even more painful, and he kept beating his head hard with both hands.
It seems that doing this can reduce some pain
At this moment, Zhan Ziyang felt as if a big mountain had hit his head. The severe pain almost made him faint.
"puff!"
A mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted out from Zhan Ziyang's mouth, but Zhan Ziyang, completely unaware, hit his head harder as if going crazy!
The whole person also rolled down from the top of the hillside to the bottom of the hillside. His body was tumbling violently, his teeth were clenched, and traces of blood spilled from his mouth.
"Ding!"
At this time, a soft sound suddenly sounded from Zhan Ziyang's ears. On the index finger of Zhan Ziyang's left hand, the strange-shaped ancient ring that looked like gold but not gold, like flying stones, suddenly emitted a misty brilliance.
In an instant, it entered Zhan Ziyang's mind.
Zhan Ziyang, who originally had a splitting headache and looked extremely painful, stopped rolling his body when this strange light entered his mind, and his hands no longer beat his head as crazily as before.
The ferocious expression returned to normal in an instant, and the hazy eyes regained their former luster, shining brightly like the bright moon in the water!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhan Ziyang's mouth again, and then Zhan Ziyang fainted.
And that strange ancient ring suddenly emitted a faint six-color light at this time, which instantly enveloped Zhan Ziyang's entire body, including the Yin-Yang Sword scattered on the hillside, and then took him with him.
The sword disappeared together under the hillside
"Phew, it feels so uncomfortable!"
I don't know when, Zhan Ziyang woke up from his drowsiness, exhaled a breath, rubbed his still aching head with his hands, stood up slowly, a gleam of light flashed in his bright eyes, and looked towards
After walking around for a while, his face suddenly changed.
"This is where?!"
The surroundings are bright, like a palace made of gold, and everything you see is golden.