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"Hey, hey. ”

Fang Dazhi, who had always been steady, smiled mysteriously and tightened the long knife on his waist, as if others didn't know the magic weapon treasure knife he had just arrived.

After joking for a while, they talked about their harvest and were very excited.

"Let's go pick up the task, we've run out of points, and there's still a lot of things we haven't found. Pan Feng looked at everyone's discussion and couldn't wait to say. In the transaction of the disciples inside the temple just now, he finally saw a fist magic weapon, but he made up all the points of several people, and he didn't make up enough, he could only watch the glittering fist lying on the trading shop, helpless.

Therefore, once everyone's passion has passed, he promptly proposes the idea of doing another task.

Maybe everyone was stimulated a lot just now, as soon as Pan Feng brought it up, everyone responded, and even Zhou Yang was equally moved.

"Let's go, let's take a look at the mission hall and see what the tasks are. ”

No longer stopping, several people ran towards the mission hall without stopping.

Looking at the dense figures in the mission hall, Zhou Yang and several people squeezed in.

"Jilei Mountain collected 500 anchovy plants, and the points were 10. ”

"Collect 10 green bones on the periphery of the Demon Beast Forest, with 20 points. ”

"At the bottom of the East China Sea, collect 5 jade corals, and earn 30 points. ”

......

"Go to the Demon Beast Forest. ”

Fang Dazhi's eyes lit up, and when he saw this task, he rose with enthusiasm. Fighting is the nature of every warrior, and fighting can also continuously improve your strength and earn contribution points, so why not.

Zhou Yang was about to agree with Fang Dazhi's opinion when he suddenly heard a soft voice.

"Take over the task of collecting anchovy grass from Jilei Mountain. ”

The voice was soft and mean, and it was very familiar. Zhou Yang turned his face and saw a young man in brocade standing beside the deacon of the mission hall, saying stiffly.

"Boy, don't underestimate this task, the beginning of summer has passed, the thunder mountain is full of thunder and lightning, and it is difficult for idlers to enter, and if you are not careful, you may be killed by thunder and lightning. If you don't have a thunder magic weapon or a thunder attribute exercise, this deacon advises you to choose another task. ”

"Hmph, I don't dare to go to the little Jilei Mountain, and I'm a disciple of the Holy Church in vain. When Zhang Tong heard the deacon's words, his face lifted and he said confidently.

It was at this time that Zhou Yang looked over.

Seeing Zhang Tong's arrogant face, Zhou Yang's face was cold, and a gloom swept out of his eyes.

He pushed Fang Dazhi away and said in a cold voice, "The task of going to the Demon Beast Forest, a few of you can complete it, I have another task." After speaking, regardless of the surprise of Fang Dazhi and the others, he walked straight to the deacon of the mission hall and said, "Go to Jilei Mountain to collect phoenix tail grass, Wudian Zhou Yang." With that, he handed the task card to the deacon and waited for his reply.

The deacon of the mission hall didn't expect the task that is usually difficult to complete, and today it was two people in a row who took over, and I wanted to say something more, but when I saw Zhou Yang's cold face, he laughed at himself boringly and pulled the task down.

"He's fine. ”

Pan Feng pointed at Zhou Yang, and the other party Dazhi said.

Fang Dazhi shook his head, looked at Zhang Tong's departing back, and showed a look of pity.

......

Jilei Mountain, after the summer solstice, the wind and thunder are coming, the end is extremely dangerous, except for ironwood and some specific herbs on the mountain, the demon beast does not come, and the pedestrian is difficult to find.

Stepping on the road of this thunder mountain again, Zhou Yang was in a different mood.

Last time, I came here with Qingyun and other five-person basic teams to carry out the task of elders, cutting down ironwood that is stronger than fine iron, and there is no wind and thunder on the mountain, although it is a little tired, but it is better to be safe.

Not only has the environment changed during this mission, but he also came with a certain purpose, and his mood is naturally different.

Running the thunder step, Zhou Yang practiced while advancing, and the speed was many times faster than the first time.

The body is like a light flocculent, erratic, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as soft as dust, Zhou Yang is immersed in practice.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap came and pulled Zhou Yang back from this half-epiphany state.

Jilei Mountain has arrived.

Looking at the thunder surging down, Zhou Yang sighed at the power of heaven and earth.

No matter who you are, no matter how high your cultivation is, who can achieve the effect of the power of heaven and earth.

This momentum alone is enough to make people bow their heads and be three points shorter.

Cultivate the truth, use the power of heaven and earth, temper yourself, and achieve the goal of the unity of heaven and man, and the same longevity for eternity. Isn't it precisely the need to align oneself with heaven and earth?

When Zhou Yang moved, the Nine Nights Thunder Fire in his body was also about to move.

"Oh, what's that?"

Zhou Yang raised his head, only to see that in the thunder and lightning, a figure with a yellow light jumped in the thunder and lightning, like a spirit, ignoring the thunder and lightning as nothing, and was running towards the top of Jilei Mountain.

"Zhang Tong. ”

Zhou Yang whispered in his mouth, he didn't expect this Zhang Tong to have a magic robe that could resist thunder, no wonder he was so confident.

Looking at Zhang Tong, who was like a streamer and disappeared, a trace of solemnity flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes.

This Zhang Tong is not only dressed in treasure clothes, but also has a very fast body, and his cultivation is also as high as the sixth-order peak, so he is a difficult opponent to get along with. However, it is unlikely that Zhou Yang will give up, this Zhang in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion humiliated him, made him depressed, and he was unwilling to take revenge.

I don't know what the reason is, since he killed Zheng Zhaoyang and was promoted to the fifth level of qi refining, Zhou Yang's personality has gradually become less plain than before, but he likes to compete for the first place in everything, and likes to fight-for-tat in everything, just like a hedgehog with erect hair, unable to tolerate the humiliation of others at all, and is completely adjusted with the previous Zhou Yang.

Occasionally, Zhou Yang would also introspect himself, but once he was provoked, he would ignore his previous self-examination and become impulsive again.

Even Qingyun and Fang Dazhi were aware of these anomalies, and after several attempts to persuade them to no avail, they could only give up helplessly. However, if the martial arts are already in the blood and fire, if they imprison their thinking at any time and become a monk who does not eat the fireworks of the world, it is not in line with the nature of a martial artist, so they will let Zhou Yang develop freely.

It's just that I didn't expect that Zhou Yang is getting more and more intense now, and after a sentence, the idea of killing people arose.

"What's wrong with me, how did I get this idea?"

As if he had woken up from a dream, Zhou Yang woke up. However, through the thunder light, when he saw the flickering figure in brocade, the evil fire in Zhou Yang's body rose again, gritted his teeth, jumped into the sea of thunder, and swept towards the figure.

"Click!"

There was a thunderclap, mixed with a large ball of lightning that shot towards Zhou Yang's head. Before he reached the top of his head, Zhou Yang felt a heavy pressure, that majesty, people couldn't afford to have the idea of fighting, subdued, subdued!

"Hmph, this bit of coercion wants me to be subdued by Zhou Yang, you are not worthy!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Yang ran the true yuan, forming a canopy wrapped in vitality above his head, and advanced against the wind and thunder.

As if feeling Zhou Yang's unyieldingness, the thunder and lightning became more violent, and a serpentine lightning, like a spirit whip, passed through the True Yuan Canopy, and came towards Zhou Yang's Baihui Acupoint.

Flash, it's too late.