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86_86090 "I'm sorry, Auntie, this monkey head is my friend, not a pet, and it will not be sold to your old one." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zhou Yang originally heard someone say that his fetal hair had not faded, so he had a belly of fire in his heart, and when he saw someone coming to rob Wukong, it made him even more unhappy, so he replied lukewarmly, completely ignoring the strength of the other party's ninth layer of qi refining.

"What, Auntie!"

The young woman, who was plump and slightly rich, and was making a gesture in front of several middle-aged monks, heard Zhou Yang's words, her face darkened, and her voice suddenly rose a few dozen decibels.

Some of the monks who were not used to seeing this woman pretending to be tender here all this time wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and gasped desperately, holding back their faces red.

Gently twisting Zhou Yang's waist, Ishihara whispered in his ear: "You are really bad." ”

Seeing that Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to her at all, and was still flirting with the stunning little girl next to her, the young woman was even more angry, her momentum exploded, and a white Gengjin qi came out of her body, she pointed at Zhou Yang, spit flying, and said: "Stinky boy, if you don't apologize to your aunt and grandmother immediately, your aunt will immediately let you know why the flowers are so red!"

"Hmph, don't think that you're the only one at the ninth level of Qi refining. The vitality is unstable, the foundation is vain, don't be embarrassed here, retreat!"

Shen Zhi's momentum was released, and a majestic and vast momentum was as deep as Yuanyue, forcing the young woman to take a few steps back, and her face was colorless.

The same strength of the ninth layer of qi refining, but, in comparison, the superior and inferior are self-divided. Although Shen Zhi has not been promoted to the ninth layer of qi refining for a long time, he has a solid foundation and a strong true yuan, compared to the strength of the face head Yuan Yang who does not know which face leader he raised, he does not know how much.

The young woman was indignant, and wanted to say a few words, but after seeing the few middle-aged people who were talking and laughing with her just now, after comparing Shen Zhi's strength, they all silently took a few steps back, and no longer dared to say more, just glanced at Zhou Yang fiercely, and stepped aside.

The martial arts world, where monks gather, sometimes too low-key, will make people look down on you, and it is necessary to show a little bit of your own strength, and in some cases it will have a good effect.

After Shen Zhi's strength exploded, no one talked about them anymore, and consciously gave way and let them go to the mountain.

On the way up the mountain, there are more and more martial cultivators, and they gather at the top of the mountain as if they are rushing, and there are more than ten hours when the abandoned land opens, and no one is willing to give up this opportunity, even if they know that after entering the abandoned land, they are also willing to go to Bo Yibo's chance.

As long as the martial arts cultivators of the ninth layer of qi refining can come out of the abandoned land safely, there are few who have advanced to the innate realm. The innate realm is the most high-end and eye-catching existence in the entire continent, and before this temptation, who is not desperate to the death.

Therefore, most of the martial cultivators were in a hurry, not paying attention to anything that was not related to entering the Forsaken Land. As a result, although there are many martial cultivators, they are all busy with their own work, and the order is out of the blue. Everyone is afraid that because of their own anger, they will lose the opportunity to enter the abandoned land, and more things are better than less, and try to restrain the temper of being a warrior.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhou Yang followed Shen Zhi's advice and sucked the extremely reluctant Wukong into it with the Imperial Beast Card. When the Forsaken Land is opened, some respected elders from the mainland will come to witness it, so as to reduce some unnecessary disputes. In this case, Zhou Yang didn't want to cause trouble because of Wukong's affairs.

Stop-and-go, and finally more than an hour before the abandoned land opened, Zhou Yang and several people rushed to the top of the mountain.

A sea of people!

On the top of this incomparably huge mountain, martial arts are everywhere, and the momentum is like a tide. Those who are weaker in cultivation will not be able to withstand it under this momentum. Ishihara's pretty face turned white, and she couldn't help leaning on Zhou Yang, as if this momentum had made her unbearable. If Zhou Yang hadn't cultivated the Divine Death Technique, which caused his spiritual power to be extremely strong, it would be difficult to say whether he would be able to walk freely under this pressure.

Only Shen Zhi's domineering aura rose into the air, and he was at ease. Around him, some martial cultivators consciously gave up a vacant lot, which was a sign of respect for the strong. It is not because of his strong strength, with his strength in the early stage of the ninth layer of qi refining, he can only be regarded as a medium level in this sea of martial arts cultivation, but his domineering and arrogant, showing the aura of a king who dominates the world, makes people dare not underestimate it.

Zhou Yang and Ishihara, who followed Shen Zhi, followed his footsteps to a relatively empty corner, and just wanted to wait safely for the abandoned place to open.

When he arrived at the ground, Ishihara breathed a sigh of relief, kept patting his chest, and his pretty face regained a trace of red rhyme, and his timid and delicate face attracted Zhou Yang's eyes, and he couldn't help but be a little stupid.

Ishihara glanced at him with disgust and gently pinched his waist, "Senior Brother Zhou, what do you look at, people, people......"

"Ahem!"

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes at Shen Zhi, who was covering his mouth and coughing lightly, and said in his belly: "What a tenacious guy, I can't get used to seeing others warm for a while." ”

Even if Zhou Yang's affection for Ishihara is based on the same brother and sister, he is fully enjoying this slightly unusual affection for the same family. Once you enter the abandoned land, life and death are unpredictable, and it is rare to relax, and you are ruined by this guy who has a face all day long.

With a sneer, Zhou Yang looked around.

The major families, scattered cultivators, and small and medium-sized forces, each with clear barriers, do not invade each other, but they are all looking at each other, and they are all secretly making their own calculations. Some people who have grudges and usually have no chance to retaliate are also calculating at this time, how to find a way to get rid of the other party after entering the abandoned land.

In order to prevent the future pillars of these continents from dying halfway, all the forces tacitly agreed that no matter what happened in the abandoned land, after surviving and returning, none of them would be corrected, and the major forces could not retaliate for the reason of the abandonment, otherwise, all the forces would rise up and attack it.

While this agreement protects Wu Xiu, who returned alive, it also indirectly acquiesces in the forsaken land, which can be killed at will, and even conspire for revenge. This requires that every martial cultivator who enters the forsaken land not only needs a profound cultivation foundation, but also a shrewd mind who tries his best to survive in the end.

Otherwise, it would be a pity to enter the Forsaken Land for three months, not to die in the harsh environment of the Forsaken Land, not to be swallowed under the giant mouth of the demon beast, but to die in the hands of the same kind of martial cultivators.

In fact, every time a martial cultivator dies at the hands of someone who fights for resources with each other, or takes revenge, the proportion of deaths in the Forsaken Land is very high. Every martial artist who came back safely, which one of them did not have the blood of the same kind on his hands.

This is the so-called path of the strong, stepping on the corpses of others, step by step to the top.

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