"Kill yourself, the punishment for Wei Ling is simply expulsion!" Zhou Yang was angry, thinking of what Lin Longtian said to himself yesterday, Zhou Yang felt angry.

He felt that as a disciple of Lin Longtian and Yang Hong, and his own strength and amazing talent were all there, he had to give a severe punishment to Wei Ling, who wanted to kill him.

It's just that Zhou Yang didn't expect that the punishment for Wei Ling was just an inconsequential, painless expulsion!

"Although I am the lord of the city, I will ravage you sooner or later!" Zhou Yang naturally knew that it must be Wei Ling's father, that is, Wei Shen, the lord of an island, who did it.

"Strong, I need to be strong!No matter what!When will the blood of the demonic beast that Grandpa Lin found for me arrive!" Zhou Yang, who longs to become a strong man, is urgent, anxious!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was holding his breath in his heart!

A resentment of hatred!

・・・・・・ "Is Zhou Yang here?"

Li Changsheng's voice interrupted Zhou Yang's thoughts.

"Well, yes. Zhou Yang took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

"This is what the old headmaster told me to give you. Subsequently, Li Changsheng took out the things that Zhou Yang looked forward to day and night from his space ring.

There are six crystal vessels in total, the size of a wine jar. The liquid light in every vessel was constantly flickering, and Zhou Yang felt that every vessel was full of explosive liliang.

"Blood? Zhou Yang was delighted.

"Each bottle is actually depicted with a different magical beast?" Zhou Yang asked suspiciously.

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "The old principal said that every picture is the blood of that kind of demonic beast. The strength of the grade is marked at the bottom end. ”

Zhou Yang nodded.

"Well, I have other things to do, so you can get busy. Li Changsheng smiled and left.

Looking at the six crystal vessels, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up. Holding up a jar, Zhou Yang took a look: "Sen Python, a mid-level demonic beast." Well, it's the mid-stage Warcraft of the Creation Realm. ”

"It's all marked, let's get started!"

Immediately, Zhou Yang looked for the blood of the magic realm demonic beasts, you must know that Zhou Yang, who had never broken his body, naturally couldn't directly find the blood of the most advanced demonic beasts to strengthen his body, in that case, he would swell himself to death!

Powerful Liliang, Zhou Yang's body is unbearable.

"Horned rhinoceros, a type of rhinoceros blood. Zhou Yang didn't look at it much, and then thought: "The cultivation of Wang Hammer Divine Needle Broken ** is to let yourself evenly smear this blood on your body, and then practice according to Wang Hammer Divine Needle Broken**." ”

"Keep your own blood highly active. "The nameless classics are easy to understand, and Zhou Yang knows what to do.

"Let's get started. Zhou Yang, who was eager to improve his strength, didn't think much about it.

In a moment, Zhou Yang became a bloody man. A naked-blooded man with a towel smeared with horned rhino blood.

"Ready to go!"

Putting down the towel smeared with blood, Zhou Yang's mind turned to the broken body of the Wang Hammer Divine Needle**.

A burst of golden light flowed, and Zhou Yang, who was like a bloody man, suddenly condensed a layer of golden light on his body. The golden light seemed to be an eggshell, enveloping Zhou Yang in it.

"Damn, how does it hurt so much!"

"Fire. ”

"Needle prick. ”

"It's as if someone took a hammer and put an awl into his body!"

After a while, sweat the size of a bean appeared on Zhou Yang's forehead.

"It's too painful! Resist it, if you can't endure this kind of hardship, how can you talk about dealing with Wei Ling and being with An Ran!"

Zhou Yang comforted himself.

"Damn it, it hurts, it hurts!" At this time, Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, and the green tendons all over his body were rising.

"It's like there are hundreds of millions of hammers in the body, nailing nails! Damn, how can it hurt so much. The body is torn apart, torn alive!"

"Resist, must resist!"

Zhou Yang's body was sweating profusely, and under the buttocks he was sitting on, sweat was mixed with the blood of the horned rhino.

Long.

"Whew. Zhou Yang exhaled deeply: "It's finally relieved, is it because the liliang in the blood is not enough?"

Zhou Yang opened his eyes and saw that the blood of the horned rhinoceros, which was originally red, had now turned pale red.

"Come again!"

Again all over the body.

Every time the pain occurred, Zhou Yang hated Wei Ling even more. There was only more anger, so that Zhou Yang was strong enough to support his dying spirit.

This kind of hatred constantly makes Zhou Yang regroup!

・・・・・・ evening.

"I don't know how I'm doing, it's time to try. Looking at the blood of the horned rhinoceros, which had already consumed one-third of it, Zhou Yang thought silently.

For the test, Zhou Yang, as a formation master, did not have a very good way, of course, the only way was the result of Zhou Yang's hard thinking all night.

It's to experiment with your own magic scrolls.

It can't be said that Zhou Yang's requirements are not high.

It's very high.

You must know that Zhou Yang's power of one-yuan breaking is a strong man who can turn over the magic mirror.

As for how to test, Zhou Yang thought of the shadow body that he originally made in the late stage of the Elemental Realm, fifty percent of the shadow body could allow Zhou Yang to move seven to eight meters by himself.

Zhou Yang also used the magic power of seven or eight meters of the input shadow body as the base point. The shadow body can advance fourteen or five meters, which is naturally the ability of the late stage of the elemental scene. Zhou Yang divided the mana power into ten, twenty, and thirty percent.

After reaching the hardness of his body in the elemental realm, Zhou Yang increased his power several times to judge the strength of his body, until now his three talents were cracked and he could no longer hurt his body.

For two days in a row, Zhou Yang was constantly refining his body.

In the evening, when Li Changsheng came back, Zhou Yang made magic scrolls non-stop.

During the day, when Li Changsheng was away, he was basically shattered.

At this point, many people have a lot of doubts and interests in Li Changsheng's room.

The interest comes from the fact that Zhou Yang shattered his body during the day, because of the growth of strength, the blood of the demonic beast also continued to increase, and changed, and Zhou Yang sometimes couldn't help but yell.

In the past two days, Zhou Yang has also gained a lot. The body has been strengthened, and it has reached the level of the late stage of the Elemental Realm. Zhou Yang was overjoyed by this.

At the same time, Zhou Yang discovered the beauty of the Creation Realm, that is, the stomach has a lot of resistance to hunger. Zhou Yang knew that this was a strange thing made by the magic elements in his body.

Zhou Yang was also delighted.

However, this does not mean that Zhou Yang will not eat. The usual three meals a day are still sent by Lin Luo. Looking at Zhou Yang's efforts, Lin Luo felt distressed, but he couldn't help anything. Even he made a crazy cultivation jihua for himself.

It's just that Lin Luo didn't expect that Zhou Yang would teach him his own strengthening, Wang Hammer Divine Needle Crushing.

Lin Luo has always refused, but Zuihou still let Zhou Yang forcibly let him cultivate.

Zhou Yang felt very surprised by Lin Luo's cultivation, because he found that Lin Luo's cultivation speed was faster than his own. Zuihou, Zhou Yang gave the root cause, Lin Luo is a warrior, and he has also used his fighting spirit to refine his body, he has a foundation, and he is better at cultivating than himself.

In fact, Zhou Yang's guess was completely right, Lin Luo did have a foundation better than him.

Early in the morning of the third day.

・・・・・・ "Brother, someone is looking for you." ”

Lin Luo's voice sounded outside the door, interrupting Zhou Yang, who was about to refine his body.

Looking at the lunch box in Lin Luo's hand, Zhou Yang knew that Lin Luo brought him breakfast and tempered his body together. When he saw a middle-aged man behind Lin Luo, Zhou Yang was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, there was a premonition of unhappiness in my heart.

"Uncle Fang. ”

The person who came was Fang Anran's father, Fang Dafu.