One hundred and sixty Harley Street750s! This price is ten times that of the Jialing 150 ordered by Li Jing, with 300 merit points per car, and this 160 cars are down......

Gao Yang used his enlightened mind to think about it for a while, and came up with a number: 48,000 merit points, 11,520 points that can transform aura, it's gone, it's really happening now, Yang Jian is so handsome, it's difficult to save first aid!

In order to show his sincerity, Yang Jian directly transferred all the merit points to Gao Yang, more than 10,000 points, looking at the golden light flashing in the Fu ring, Gao Yang grinned and smirked, so happy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just when Gao Yang was immersed in the happiness of getting rich overnight, there was another message prompt sound on his mobile phone, which turned out to be the item information sent by Yang Jian, what is it? Gao Yang, who looked puzzled, opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

It's a stick in the picture! What the hell is this? Gao Yang took it easy, and a black stick about a meter long and thick like a child's arm fell to the ground in front of Gao Yang with a clatter.

Why did Yang Jian give himself a stick? Gao Yang, who was puzzled in his heart, leaned over and picked up the stick on the ground, the stick was heavy in his hand, and there was a feeling of cold silk in his hand, Ren Gaoyang turned over and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize what kind of material the stick was made of.

There was no way, Gao Yang had to go to Yang Jian and ask, he was worried about what kind of whip of the divine beast this was, there was a lesson in the past, and the dragon whip that Nezha gave him was really too impressive.

Taihao stick! The treasure that Yang Jian inadvertently picked up in a crippled immortal domain millions of years ago, this is an artifact used by the ancient god Taihao, the attribute is ice, in the ancient god war, Taihao once used this inconspicuous stick to freeze the 100,000 demon realm. Yang Jian said.

Really? That's too much of a fork, isn't it? Gao Yang looked at the stick, his face full of disbelief.

As for why Yang Jian, such a powerful divine soldier, gave it to himself, Yang Jian also has his own reasons, Yang Jian himself is a fire attribute, and the attribute of Taihao stick is compatible, he can't use it at all, this chicken rib-like thing is useless to put around anyway, just give it to Gao Yang as a personal favor.

Since it is a divine soldier, it must have the effect of driving away evil spirits, this truth Gao Yang has long understood from his interactions with the immortals, it is better to have this Taihao stick, it is better than carrying a dragon whip in a fight, although it looks more majestic, but Gao Yang always has to wash his hands several times after each use.

At this time, all the merit points transferred by Yang Jian in the Fu Ring have been transformed into aura and sucked away by the purple gold gourd, 11,520 merit points, fully transformed into 2,760 aura, plus the previous 1,000 aura, now there are more than 3,700 aura in the gourd space, and these milky white aura are all over the gourd space, like thick clouds.

With so much aura, Gao Yang also became generous, in view of Hei Feng's recent good performance, raising his hand was the reward of ten aura, so excited that Hei Feng surrounded Gao Yang and shouted, "It's so handsome!" "Love you!" "Momda!" The flesh was numb enough to raise goosebumps, grabbed the black wind and opened the window and threw it out.

Since the black wind was rewarded, Gao Yang certainly wouldn't forget the pirate, facing the pirate who was holding his calf and selling cuteness, Gao Yang also lost two auras into its body, not Gao Yang's favoritism, after all, the pirate is a mortal dog, even if he eats the phoenix eggshell, it is only the physique that has been strengthened, and the essence has not changed, the two auras are the limit that the pirate can bear, and if there are more, its meridians and blood vessels will not be able to withstand it and burst.

After helping the pirate integrate all the two spiritual qi into his body, it was already half past eleven in the evening, while his parents were asleep, Gao Yang quietly walked out of the courtyard, and then used all his speed to rush in the direction of Big Rock Mountain.

There were still two drops of the Zixiao Spiritual Liquid that the Weaver Girl had given him in his treasure chest, and the previous one had been completely refined and fused, and he wanted to try to refine the second drop of the Purple Night Spiritual Liquid.

The reason why Gao Yang did this was not a whim, during this time, with the improvement of his cultivation, his vision has become more and more broad, in addition to the Heavenly Realm, the cultivation realm, the underworld, the Great Rock Mountain Ten Thousand Ghosts and other existences that he had never dared to think of before came one after another. He discovers that the world is far less peaceful than he imagined.

Especially after the battle with the blood demon, he found that the skill he was proud of was not as powerful as he imagined, this was only a thousand years of blood, and he couldn't even kill it, if he encountered those evil ghosts who had cultivated for ten thousand years, and the leaders of the cultivator council that Jin Nan said, if one day he went to the opposite side, would he have the power to protect himself? These are all questions that Gao Yang has to consider.

The most haunting thing is the heavenly realm, for these immortals who have lived for millions of years, he always has a feeling of unsteadiness in his heart, with the increase of cultivation, he always faintly feels that there are some things that he doesn't know that are operating around himself, but he has no clue when he thinks about it carefully.

This inexplicable sense of insecurity makes Gao Yang always unable to completely relax, for fear that he will be accidentally overshadowed, so it is not a way to go on like this, so becoming stronger has become something he urgently wants to do, only when he becomes stronger, can he have the ability to protect himself.

At midnight, on the edge of a cliff at the foot of Dayan Mountain, Gao Yang sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and the index fingers and thumbs of both hands were pressed against his lower abdomen. Wisps of purple light and mist swam slowly around Gao Yang's body, looking strange in the dark night.

At this time, in a mysterious brain domain behind the heart of the raised eyebrows, a golden bead the size of a soybean was slowly rotating in the void, and with the rotation of the golden bead, a trace of purple mist was continuously sucked into the golden bead.

After obtaining the golden bead and absorbing enough purple mist, a purple-golden liquid suddenly dripped out of the golden bead and went straight into Gao Yang's Yintang acupoint.

As soon as that purple gold liquid entered Gao Yang's Yintang acupoint, it turned into an incomparably majestic spiritual power in an instant, and then followed Gao Yang's meridians like a mad cow out of control.

"Poof!" Gao Yang's body, which was originally settled, shook suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then, blood seeped out from the corners of Gao Yang's eyes, nostrils, ears and even skin, and in a moment, Gao Yang turned into a bloody man.

"You must hold on, you must hold on......" Gao Yang felt that his body was like a train running through it at this time, and all the meridians were the lines of this train, and the pain was like inserting ten fingernails with a red-hot iron needle at the same time, which made Gao Yang almost faint several times.

Paralyzed, what's going on, why didn't it hurt so much the first time I used the purple night spirit liquid? Gao Yang is about to regret his death in his heart, and it is very likely that he will play himself to death if he continues like this. But there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and Gao Yang could only hold on.

Gao Yang, who was about to cry in pain, bit his lower lip to death, the index fingers and thumbs of both hands were staggered, the eyes that were originally slightly closed were open angrily, the eyeballs were no longer black and white, showing a terrifying crimson color, and blood was gurgling down from the corners of his cracked eyes, staining the light gray T-shirt with blood. (To be continued.) )