"I might as well tell you more, but I must keep my mouth shut, and don't pass it on. Sheng Ying Shenjun said solemnly.

"We swear that we will never spread the word!" the two raised their hands to the sky.

"At present, in the Hezhou Continent, there are several super forces that have begun to explore the issue of Shuangdan and even Duodan, including my Xikey family, and they are a little eyebrows. Shenjun said slowly.

"Ahh

Their status in the family is already the highest level of the high-level, and they don't know anything about it.

"By observing the whole process of Zhou Yang's condensation, I think our secret method has a sixty percent chance of winning. Sheng Ying Shenjun said confidently.

"This, this is great!If many of the children of my Xikey family can have Shuangdan or even Duodan, why can't I dominate Suiling City!"

"So Zhou Yang is of great use, especially for the current treasure scales. Sheng Ying Shenjun nodded.

"But is it just that poison that can control him?" the Desperate Scholar worried.

"Hehe, whether he has achieved it or not is only in my thoughts. And his life is even more in my thoughts. Sheng Ying Shenjun said incomprehensibly.

"Oh?" the two looked at each other, their eyes full of puzzlement.

"The City of Nine Shadows will soon appear, let the treasure scales stop suppressing the realm anymore and prepare as soon as possible. Sheng Ying Shenjun ignored their doubts, but directly commanded.

In the far west of the city, in the vast desert.

Zhou Yang flew for another four days and four nights, and once again lay tired on the yellow sand, with a few empty wine jugs poured next to him.

In these four days, his retreat has improved a lot, not only much faster, but also gradually extended, from more than two hours before to five hours now.

During this period, he did not fly blindly, and he also took a few breaks in between.

During the break, he rummaged through the storage bags of Zhong Mo and the four of them, and finally found the use of the black cloak and the cylindrical magic weapon, and mastered it proficiently.

From the jade slip, it was learned that the black cloak was called the Phantom Demon Robe, and it was actually produced in the city of the underworld.

This object is made from the bark of the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Tree in a secret way, which can hide the body and breath.

The Immortal Tree is produced in the depths of the earth, it is very precious, and it is even more difficult to find more than 10,000 years old, and it is not possible to buy it with spirit stones, and I don't know how Zhong Mo and these guys got their hands on it.

However, wearing the illusion robe, it can't hide from everyone, if the realm is more than three levels higher than one's own cultivator, he can still feel the fluctuation of his breath.

If it is more than five levels higher, the illusion robe will lose its effect.

However, if Zhou Yang combined his own Qi Gathering Secret Technique and put on the illusion robe, if he stood still, even if a cultivator five levels higher than him might not be able to discover that this was the best treasure to use for sneak attacks.

That cylindrical magic weapon is called Flying Feather Kill, an ordinary magic weapon, and it can continuously find a five-inch-long high-level quasi-magic weapon-level arrow feather.

The number of launches is divided into three levels, the first stage can launch 120 at the same time, the second stage can launch 240 guns, and the third stage can launch 360 guns.

The three red protrusions at the back end of the Flying Feather Kill are level organs, which increase in level from front to back.

The silver arrow feathers of the Flying Feather Kill are specially made, and the main material is silver star sand, and a certain amount of dark iron is added to it, as well as other materials.

Although the power of this arrow feather is not as good as the magic weapon, it is also the best among the high-level quasi-magic weapons, the key is that the number is amazing, the power of a few high-level quasi-magic weapons may not be able to catch up with a magic weapon, but what if it is tens or hundreds?

Coupled with the huge poison, if a hundred arrows are fired at once, it is far better than ordinary magic weapons.

It's a pity that in addition to the dark iron, the silver star sand for refining the Flying Feather Arrow, as well as several other materials, are very difficult to find. Moreover, there are less than a thousand flying feather arrows in this flying feather kill, and if they are fired at the highest level, they can be used up to three times.

After packing up these treasures, Zhou Yang was a little tired, and he closed his eyes and recuperated.

At this time, it was less than a day before the nine-day limit, Zhou Yang had already made up his mind, so he simply wanted to try what poison was in the place, what symptoms there were, and the antidote was in hand, and it was not too late to swallow it when pouring.

Suddenly, Zhou Yang's slightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and his body jumped up, but it was still a little late.

Three rays of light had appeared in the sky a hundred miles away, coming towards him from three directions.

A range of only 100 miles is nothing to a Jindan master, and Zhou Yang has lost the opportunity to escape at this time.

After entering the Jindan, his divine sense could reach more than 3,000 miles at most, surpassing that of ordinary Jindan masters. However, the continuous flight, coupled with the fact that he had not seen a living person at all during this time, made him let his guard down.

These three people are all peak masters in the early stage of Jindan.

Judging from the clothes of the three people, there is no doubt that they are cultivators of the Dark Continent.

The other party has already discovered him, and he can't escape, and it's useless to put on a phantom robe. But one against three, or one early Dan against three early peaks, Zhou Yang's pressure is not ordinarily great.

If you can't escape, then you will fight.

As the saying goes, the first strike is stronger, and the second attack suffers, Zhou Yang didn't care about any rules, and quickly took out the flying feather kill and put it on the sand dune, and covered it with a black cloak, ready to launch at any time.

After a few breaths, the light disappeared, and three black-clothed people appeared, less than a hundred feet away from Zhou Yang.

As soon as the three of them landed, a silver light shot out from the sand dunes in an instant, and the target was the Jindan master at the front.

The three of them were shocked, they didn't expect that a small Chu Dan cultivator would dare to launch a surprise attack, could it be that he couldn't find death if he wanted to!

This piece of silver light came suddenly, extremely fast, and powerful, and it could definitely threaten the Jindan master, so the other two were ready to help him resist.

However, before they could make a move, two pieces of silver light hit them again, and the target was the two of them. Helpless, the two can only protect themselves first.

Although the Jindan master was not shocked in the face of the surprise attack, he waved his hands in a row during the retreat, and a shield of Qi spun out of his hand, directly facing the silver light.

In his opinion, the quasi-magic weapon urged by a mere beginner cultivator could be so powerful.

However, he was wrong, and he was wrong, how could these more than 100 flying feather arrows be ordinary quasi-magic weapons, and the branches were all the best of the high-level quasi-magic weapons, extremely sharp, coupled with a large number, they were fierce, and those shields of Gang Qi burst one after another in an instant.

Some of the arrows whizzed and swooped down.

The man's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled out and jumped into the air, and at the same time struck out the palm force to knock the arrows down.

The other two Jindan early peak masters, each facing two hundred and forty flying feather arrows, the pressure was even greater, and they had to deal with it with all their might.

However, as soon as they emerged from the rain of arrows, they heard the hoarse screams of their companions behind them.

The two long swords had just disappeared at the man's side, but a third had stabbed through the middle of his throat, and blood spurted out of the snow, forming a long red line of blood.

In their angry gaze, as soon as the prototype of the person's primordial spirit came out of his body, he was wrapped in countless black threads and turned into ashes in an instant.