"Do you care if I'm a flying sheep (Feiyang) or a falling sheep (Luo Yang)?" Luo was a little annoyed and angry: "If you can beat a wolf, it's a good sheep!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, and according to the feeling of releasing his talent in the past, he directly activated the royal rush and pounced on Wright.

Well?

After the sprint, Luo Yang snorted a little puzzled, why didn't he feel frustrated?

Did Wright dodge, or was the density of the soul body so low that it didn't feel anything?

He looked up, left and right.

Then he reacted violently, and looked at Wright, who was still at the same distance as him, with a ghostly expression.

"You, can you actually avoid me like the wind?" Luo Yang didn't know if he was too frightened, and subconsciously said the words in the middle of the sentence.

"Ignorant, fearless!" Wright said with a stern expression and a sneer on his lips.

"Do you think that if you sell cuteness in front of this god, this god will spare you?"

His golden divine power surged endlessly, and a monstrous momentum pressed towards Luo Yang like a mountain.

"Do you think that the god does not come from the body, so you can be humiliated?"

He waved his hand, and the golden divine power in front of him turned into a spear in the blink of an eye, roaring and stabbing at Luo Yang.

"Pretending to be something~" Seeing this, Luo Yang, who had just said the two words, had to hold back the rest of the words back into his stomach, forcibly lifted Zhu Ben, and appeared dozens of meters away with a stride.

Then he raised his head to the sky and roared, and in an instant, Zhu Li and Zhu exploded, and then ...... And then ...... Stupidly stared at the motionless body and froze.

God, what about talent?

Where are my Zhu Li and Zhu Bang?

He didn't believe in evil, and he brought Zhu Yu again, the talent that has been with him for the longest time.

But ~ also no response!

Luo Yang held his clean and white arm, and was looking over and over again, but he was caught off guard by the golden gun returning behind him.

He slowly raised his head and looked coldly at Wright, spitting out a mouthful of white soul liquid from his mouth.

Wright smiled playfully, and with a slight stroke of his finger, the golden spear that was rapidly returning circled around him, turned around and shot at Luo Yang again.

"In the face of a great god, you dare to be distracted, I don't know if you are arrogant or stupid?"

Luo Yang didn't reply.

He caught the spit soul fluid with his hoof and stuffed it into the wound with his hand, well, shameful waste.

Then Zhu Ben made a fortune and avoided the golden gun again.

It was only now that he fully confirmed the fact that the only one of all talents that could be used was Zhu Ben.

What does this mean?

It shows that the prerequisite for the use of talents is - the imprint!

That's right, it's the nine marks that Zhu Yan Ancestor gave him when he opened his spirit.

Zhu Yu, integrated into the blood.

Zhu Tu, integrated into the demonic spirit.

Zhu Ben, integrated into the meridians.

Zhu Li, integrated into the tendons.

Zhu Bang, integrated into the demon pill.

Hey, did you find something?

That's right, the reason why Zhu Ben can use it is because his exclusive mark is in his soul meridians.

The other marks are still in the flesh at this time, and they cannot be moved.

Luo Yang, who wanted to understand this, was even more depressed.

If you know this, it is better to conjure up other organisms, and there may be a trace of counterattack.

But this can only be used to escape. . .

His body flashed, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought as he looked at the golden gun roaring away.

And Wright, who was on the other side, saw that Luo Yang was able to dodge his golden gun continuously, and his snow-white long eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

He waved his hand, and a solemn voice sounded leisurely in his mouth.

The divine power on the surface of his body also began to writhe like a snake, and in the blink of an eye, more spears were differentiated, and as he spat out the last scale, the chirp shot towards Luo Yang (cuán).

Luo Yang was not awakened, he was deeply in a strange state at this time, if there was a demon clan predecessor here, he would definitely exclaim:

Talent Awakening!

This is a peerless opportunity that can not be encountered, and only a few genius demon clans who are above the Forging Body Realm have a very small probability of encountering it.

But any demon who can awaken with talent is also respected as the ancestor of the clan, in other words, the ancestor of the clan.

For example, this is the case with Zhu Yan's ancestor.

It was originally a demon of a small clan, but when he was promoted to the ninth grade, his talent awakened, not only leaving nine talents to his descendants, but also breaking away from the original race, and since then he has been respected as an ancestor.

Although there are not a few demon clans that have completely disappeared under the cover of history, the number of thousands just now is enough to prove how rare the demons who can trigger this condition are.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals in Luo Yang's previous life, there is another name: it is called enlightenment and becoming an immortal!

The two of them, one re-cultivating the mind and the other re-cultivating the body, were originally two cultivation directions that were incompatible, but they had the same amazing effect here.

At this time, ten thousand guns were already approaching, but looking at Luo Yang's empty eyes, it was obvious that he was still outside the world.

As a result, in the continuous sound of popping, countless golden spears suddenly broke through his body, and after hitting each other, they collapsed into strands of free divine power, scattered in the air and shining with the luster representing death.

Hmph~ Wright snorted disdainfully.

But in my heart, I really felt a little sorry for those wasted divine powers, and I couldn't help but put my hands together, planning to recover as much as I could.

But this time he suddenly discovered a problem: Luo Yang, gone!

His scalp was numb instantly, and all the remaining divine power erupted wildly.

But it was too late......

Wright looked down at the pig's trotters that came out of his chest, holding his heart nucleus, and laughed miserably and spat out a mouthful of soul foam: "You are, how did you do it?"

"Haven't you heard a word?" Luo Yang's tired voice came from behind him: "The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable!"

"You are, say...... That, by ~" Wright, who lost his heart core, said something unfavorable.

"Yes, the one who was pierced into a sieve was actually just an afterimage of me. Luo Yang clearly understood what Wright was trying to ask.

"Huh~" Wright suddenly smiled weirdly, revealing his black teeth full of soul fluid: "I, also, will ...... I'm back!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body exploded into a cloud of minced flesh smoke, and then quickly contracted inward.

Finally, it turns into a black dot and disappears.

"Come back?" Luo Yang stood not far from him, his body was dusty, and his face was full of confidence and muttered to himself:

"Why bother, I'll go to you after a while!"

After saying that, he stood up again, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he looked down at the ruins below, and came to the ground in a flash.

It was the new talent he had just realized, named [Instant Burning].

This is a talent that instantly burns part of pure yang energy to obtain absolute speed suppression.

Unlike his own indiscriminate explosion, the sequelae of instantaneous combustion are obviously much lighter, but it just makes him feel a little tired.

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly~"

Luo Yang screamed funny at the dilapidated house where several beams supported each other and did not completely collapse.