Zhang Yang scoffed at this new lottery scratch in his heart, this thing is too special, thinking that he would draw a random lottery at the beginning, either an orange immortal soldier or a purple cheat.

Thinking that the previous task was to find Lei Cong, but in the end it turned out to force Lei Cong back, Zhang Yang was a little curious.

Flipping to the task page, the task interface also became bells and whistles, and the blue streamer kept flashing, almost blinding Zhang Yang's dog eyes.

The tasks are almost the same as before, except that there are two more tasks,

The trip to the door theft, a triggering task, lasts for one month, cannot be actively picked up, and it is automatically picked up when it arrives at the door.

Lei Cong's whereabouts, continuous quests, (It is recommended that the strength of the host to take this quest is best in the seed path period.) )

Flip to the task completion screen to view previous task completions.

Find Lei Cong and complete the quest with no reward.

Kill or force Lei Cong back, force Lei Cong back The task is completed, 20 points will be awarded, and the lottery will be drawn five times.

I see, after chatting with the person from the Freedom Sect for a while, I knew that Lei Cong was let go by the monk who looked very good, although it was very uncomfortable to let go of Lei Cong, but after all, the other party could be regarded as saving his own life and that of his apprentice.

Exiting the task interface, and returning to the character interface, looking at the cultivation of the first layer of the psychic period, it was a little inexplicable, when did he get promoted?

When Zhang Yang came back from the other space, his Dao had already been formed, and everything naturally became a psychic period, but he didn't know it.

Looking at the 25 task reward points, if you don't go up or down, you should save them first.

After exiting the interface, looking at the revolver pistol that appeared in his hand, he couldn't put it down for a while, after all, this is a gun, which man doesn't have the dream of playing with guns!

Holding the gun in his right hand, he learned the posture of a western cowboy who had seen the movie before, and shot at the wall of the inn against the window, Zhang Yang, who did not pay attention to the input of spiritual power, instantly all the spiritual power in his body was absorbed by the death dance in his hand, and the muzzle roared and shot a bullet wrapped in white mist, the speed of the bullet was so fast that even Zhang Yang's current eyesight could not see the shadow of the bullet.

"Boom" A loud bang came out, the bullet hit the wall, and exploded instantly, the wall connected to the roof of the entire inn was directly lifted away by the air wave of the explosion, Zhang Yang was even more impacted by this air wave, directly hit the wall behind him, and fell directly from the second floor into the hall of the inn, spitting blood, raising his head with great effort, and looking at Sun Shirui was also lifted in the air with a frightened face.

Fortunately, Wang Miaoyan caught the injured Sun Shirui, but fortunately, this inn was taken down by the people of the Zizai Sect, and there were no other ordinary people there.

Xiao Qing stared at the death dance step in Zhang Yang's hand with a shocked expression, this thing seems to be more powerful than her immortal soldier, and her status is no longer guaranteed???

Jinghong just looked at the roof that was lifted off with some curiosity, and calmly continued to drink tea.

In addition to Wang Miaoyan, Yang Ziheng and others, including Tian Yushu and the people of the Zizi Sect who refused to tell their names, they were all a little surprised to see this scene, and immediately became vigilant.

At this moment, when the qi wave hit the edge of the inn, another woman was also lifted away, she was Hongming, who was weak with the use of space secret techniques, meditating and recovering in the inn, and was suddenly swept out by the violent qi wave, this bitter taste, in normal times, this kind of qi wave is like tickling with the physical strength of physical cultivation, but at this moment she is very weak.

Jing Hong glanced at the horror on the face of the junior who was also from the Zizai Sect who was lifted away, and with a light click in his hand, a crack appeared in front of Hong Ming, and immediately inhaled Hong Ming.

Soon a crack appeared around him, and Hongming, who looked frightened, was thrown out and stood firmly on the ground.

Looking at the roof of the inn that flew into the air, all kinds of debris and rubble were falling rapidly, Jing Hong used his hand, and a sword qi appeared, surrounding all kinds of debris and roof fragments in the air, the sword qi contracted tightly, and the sword qi of kung fu became the size of a fist, and all the rubble, all kinds of fragments, were squeezed to the extreme, and it became a black ball the size of a fist.

The black ball slowly fell into Jing Hong's hand under the wrapping of the sword qi, and after the sword qi dissipated, Jing Hong gently blew a breath on the black ball, and the black ball was blown into ashes and scattered between the heavens and the earth.

Jing Hong looked at the admiring gaze of everyone, nodded slightly, looked at the death dance step in Zhang Yang's hand, thoughtful, of course he knew everything Zhang Yang did at that time, he had never seen this kind of weapon before, and he was a little curious for a while.

"Zhang Daoyou, can you show me the strange weapon in your hand. Jing Hong looked at Zhang Yang in a friendly manner and spoke.

Zhang Yang took out a Bigu Dan, bit it and swallowed it, and his spiritual power recovered to one-third of his appearance, and after gaining strength, Zhang Yang stood up and handed the death dance steps in his hand to Jinghong.

Jinghong took the death dance steps, looked at them carefully for a while, and with a question mark on his face, under the guidance of Zhang Yang, he understood how to use it.

Jing Hong fired a shot at the sky curiously, a very strong white light rushed to the sky, exploded at a position of about a thousand meters in the air, forming a mushroom cloud, the clouds in the entire sky were all dispersed by this explosion, feeling the air flow after the explosion blowing the clothes, a moment later, a loud noise came from the air, Zhang Yang was dumbfounded, dumbfounded and the rest of the people, everyone was looking at the mushroom cloud in the sky with a long mouth.

Damn, what kind of bullet is this from a revolver? It's like a nuclear bomb explodes?

"Zhang Daoyou, your weapon is good. Jing Hong said and returned the death dance steps to Zhang Yang, although this weapon is very good, but it is still quite a chicken for him, after all, he is a sword cultivator with a natural sword body.

Sun Shirui looked at the master with an aggrieved face, her room was next door, and the sound of the explosion came from next door, and after seeing this very powerful senior use it, she immediately understood what was going on.

Hongming also looked at Zhang Yang with an annoyed face, the wave of qi that he had just lifted away should have been caused by him.

The innkeeper is going to cry, a good inn, don't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, it was demolished in vain, I really want to cry!!

Zhang Yang looked embarrassed, "Hongming Daoyou, I'm really sorry." ”

Hongming glared at Zhang Yang hatefully, turned her head and ignored it, Wang Miaoyan helped Sun Shirui, who was still very weak, to walk to Zhang Yang's side.

"Master. Sun Shirui looked sad.

Zhang Yang laughed dryly, "Little Sun, don't care about this kind of little thing." ”

This farce ended after Wang Miaoyan gave the innkeeper a lot of gold.

Because there is only one inn in this sunset town, everyone who has no foothold began to separate, Yang Zhiheng and Zhang Yang, Sun Shirui, and Xiaoqing slowly advanced towards the direction of the door thief together, after all, Sun Shirui is still very weak, Zhang Yang walked on his back all the way, why not use the flying sword and sword? After Zhang Yang said his fear of heights, Yang Zhiheng only followed Zhang Yang slowly with a bitter face to steal the door.

When separating from Wang Miaoyan and the others, Wang Miaoyan kept looking at Zhang Yang, and finally bit her lip and said, "I'm waiting for you to come to me in Zizaizong." Tian Yushu next to him and the disciples of the Freedom Sect who were unwilling to tell their names looked angry.

Under the urging of Jinghong, everyone entered the crack together, and Zhang Yang looked at the crack Why sigh lightly.

On a plain, night fell, the only half moon in the sky was sprinkled with moonlight, and the four of them sat around the bonfire.

Sun Shirui has been recovering, and she has no desire to talk.

Only Zhang Yang and Yang Zhiheng chatted.

"Zhang Daoyou, Senior Sister Wang is such a beautiful woman, aren't you impressed?" Yang Zhiheng was very curious, because he was very interested in Wang Miaoyan.

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, "Heartbeat, how can you not be moved." ”

"That Daoyou?"

"Because I'm married. ”

"What about getting married, a manly husband with three wives and four concubines. ”

Zhang Yang was a little speechless, he lived in a harmonious and deeply identified monogamous society since he was a child, how could he accept any three wives and four concubines and the like, although he thought in his heart, but the moral constraints, let him only dare to think and not dare to do, and Wang Miaoyan, this girl, is beautiful but if she doesn't pay attention to making her angry, it is estimated that she will be seriously injured, he is not shaking M, if it is a beautiful and gentle girl, Zhang Yang feels that his moral constraints can be abandoned in an instant.

"Let's talk about this kind of thing later, Yang Daoyou. Zhang Yang changed the subject, "How long will it take to burglarize the door?"

Yang Zhiheng calculated in his heart, "Zhang Daoyou, if you walk, it is estimated that it will take about five months." If you fly the sword, you can get it in about five days. ”

Zhang Yang was silent, he was going to leave for five months??? did he really need to overcome his fear of heights?

Glancing at Xiao Qing, who was still in a daze, Xiao Qing raised her head to look at Zhang Yang's bald head reflecting the firelight, and burst out laughing.