(Don't look at it yet, in an hour)

When does anger arise? No one knows, inexplicably accumulated, stimulated by the outside world, and eventually evolved into a disaster, and a little regret at the end of the day was useless.

Feng Yueyang's eyes were blood-red, and his brain was filled with boundless anger, as if he was resentful of everyone. He knew that he had suffered from the three poisons, and he tried to calm his heart, but he couldn't suppress the continuous anger.

He had a feeling that if he couldn't vent his anger, he would be blown up. If it is physical, but it is more likely mental, then he will be reduced to a raging and brainless madman, and he will not be liberated until he dies of exhaustion.

Thankfully, there was a strange awakening that prevented him from taking this anger out on his teammates.

Two stone spikes rose from the ground, carrying air-dried flesh and flesh, to prevent them from seizing the Stonehenge Hub.

"Let me come!"

Feng Yueyang shouted loudly, and suddenly the wind swirl expanded, and dozens of wind spells levitated, condensing into a huge array, in which the storm was born, exuding an aura of destruction.

Inside, there seems to be a wandering Shura, bloodthirsty and greedy, waiting for all creatures who accidentally fall into the trap.

And if it is not a living creature that comes in? Shura did not spare the blood, and swallowed it all.

A strange-shaped stone corpse and a colorful garment sewn by a ghost were all swept into the storm and eaten by the Shura demons, covering up to the eye of the storm.

Feng Yueyang saw that he was swallowed strangely, his eyes were even more blood-red, and he threw out a spell as if he was crazy, pouring out his Dao power, and even his own eye of the storm almost exploded, you can imagine how terrifying it was.

The stone fat man turned into a stone ball, not only to resist the pull of the steps, but also to resist the erosion of the mind after it was petrified. Even the weirdness of the three poisons that could corrupt the seventh-grade Taoist priest didn't have much effect on him.

I saw a groove appear in the center of the stone ball, which happened to catch the treasure of the angler, and then the outside was quickly sealed, sealing the treasure impermeable.

On top of the stone ball, several powerful talismans appeared, like magma flames, deeply imprinted on the surface, instantly suppressing the breath of bad omen.

"Flint Talisman! Up to seven grades, it is the top treasure in the wind and sea realm to curb bad omen, one is enough for five hundred gold, and more importantly, there is no market, I didn't expect Shi Fatzi to prepare so much. ”

The painting Ji was surprised in his heart, but Li He didn't care.

It stands to reason that such treasures are very rare, and they are indeed rare. But in the face of the strangeness around the angler, you must not hesitate when it is time to strike.

Don't you see that the gold and silver boys have already died in Huangquan, maybe she also has some unused treasures at the bottom of the box, but she has no time to use them.

Even the most precious things are not as good as life.

Just as the stone ball broke through the obstacle and entered the Xuanfeng Cave, the center of the storm that sealed Yueyang came out, and two terrifying ghost hands sprang out, and the blue and dry corpse skin was wrapped around the bones made of stone, pinching the stone ball and pulling it back fiercely.

No matter what kind of Dao method Shi Fat Man casts, and adds a few precious spells, he can't stop the pull of the ghost hand. It was as if it was an extremely angry demon who did everything in his power to delay the escape of the stone man.

As the controller of the storm center, Feng Yueyang fell into a state of silence, obviously floating in the air, and manipulating the wind spell to fight, and even had a strong red light in his eyes, but he turned a blind eye to the attack of the ghost hand.

What's more, the more Feng Yueyang casts, the higher his anger, and the greater the strength of the ghost hand, directly grabbing the stone ball, breaking the spell sealed in it, and even seeing the mimic flesh and bones in it.

All of a sudden, the two island owners, who worked closely together, became enemies who fought each other angrily, but they didn't realize it.

This time, though, someone intervened.

The main scale path of Yugu Island sped up and spread it next to the altar. The lesson of the past is clear, if you want to capture the angler, you can't think about it alone.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the fat man encountered such obstacles. If he waited for them to lose, he would join forces with the Wandering Soul Dao people, and he might not be another group of losers. So taking advantage of the scorching opportunity, he still made a move.

The owner of Yugu Island raised his hand slightly, and the scales suddenly turned into a pond, and the pool inside was extremely turbid and difficult to see. But his fingers were bent and lifted upwards like fishhooks.

I saw bubbles coming out of the pool, and after a while, a diamond-shaped thing was fished, what is it if it is not a six-grade angler? Looking at the stone ball again, the sealed thing has disappeared, even if it is pulled by the ghost hand, it doesn't matter.

But the moment he got the angler, the owner of Yugu Island understood why the previous few famous island owners were all in trouble.

As far as the eye could see, the angler had turned into the rarest of treasures. The object that his heart desires most, dangles before his eyes. Not only that, but after this item, there is also the perfect path to advancement, which is arranged step by step and hits the direction he wants most in his heart.

It stands to reason that the Seven Rank Daoists, especially those who are sufficiently vigilant against the altar, could fall into the trap. But the green smoke that floated around him was thick enough to drown his figure, and the origin was the angler in his hand.

The source of the so-called three poisons turned out to be this six-grade angler.

Generally speaking, as a treasure of Wanyang fishing, no matter how high the level is, it will not be as aggressive as a bad omen, otherwise it is still a treasure.

After a round of calamity, I re-entered the fishing pond, I don't know whether I live or die, it's just bumpy.

But this angler is obviously different, as the center of the stone formation, it bears the connection between the shipwreck and the ancient city, and seems to be tainted with some ominous curse, such as tarsal gangrene, which cannot be shaken off. Whoever gets the angler will encounter the curse of the three poisons.

However, the owner of Yugu Island is not the only one with this strength, just when he was bewitched by greed and accompanied by anger, the whole person was moving inexplicably, and the direction was the scaly road he paved.

If you look at the situation of the previous island owners, after being cursed by the three poisons, they will fall into some kind of misalignment, and their behavior and direction will be different according to the curse they are receiving. However, Yufu was lucky to walk along the scales, did not fall down the steps, and kept moving away from the central altar, which is indeed the best situation.

Such a result, although it seems bizarre, has a source after all. That is the name of Yufu, and a word of blessing can already explain his core Taoism.

is not a simple fisherman, but a blessed fisherman, the word blessing, how rare it is in the catastrophe, can be imagined.

However, this source of blessing, in the face of the terrifying possession of the three poisonous omens, is obviously still a little difficult. Yufu's body swayed, and the hand holding the angler was extremely unsteady, and he almost fell off the scaly road.

At this moment, the last island owner, who was the presiding officer of the treasure hunt, began to intervene with a spell.

If you don't move, you can do it, and if you move, it's a killer feature.

What kind of unjust soul domain, the red soul stand-in, is just a small skill. What can really decide this battle has to be the method of resisting the erosion of the three poisons, which is the treasure that the Wandering Soul Daoist took out at this moment.

When does anger arise? No one knows, inexplicably accumulated, stimulated by the outside world, and eventually evolved into a disaster, and a little regret at the end of the day was useless.

Feng Yueyang's eyes were blood-red, and his brain was filled with boundless anger, as if he was resentful of everyone. He knew that he had suffered from the three poisons, and he tried to calm his heart, but he couldn't suppress the continuous anger.

He had a feeling that if he couldn't vent his anger, he would be blown up. If it is physical, but it is more likely mental, then he will be reduced to a raging and brainless madman, and he will not be liberated until he dies of exhaustion.

Thankfully, there was a strange awakening that prevented him from taking this anger out on his teammates.

Two stone spikes rose from the ground, carrying air-dried flesh and flesh, to prevent them from seizing the Stonehenge Hub.

"Let me come!"

Feng Yueyang shouted loudly, and suddenly the wind swirl expanded, and dozens of wind spells levitated, condensing into a huge array, in which the storm was born, exuding an aura of destruction.

Inside, there seems to be a wandering Shura, bloodthirsty and greedy, waiting for all creatures who accidentally fall into the trap.

And if it is not a living creature that comes in? Shura did not spare the blood, and swallowed it all.

A strange-shaped stone corpse and a colorful garment sewn by a ghost were all swept into the storm and eaten by the Shura demons, covering up to the eye of the storm.

Feng Yueyang saw that he was swallowed strangely, his eyes were even more blood-red, and he threw out a spell as if he was crazy, pouring out his Dao power, and even his own eye of the storm almost exploded, you can imagine how terrifying it was.

The stone fat man turned into a stone ball, not only to resist the pull of the steps, but also to resist the erosion of the mind after it was petrified. Even the weirdness of the three poisons that could corrupt the seventh-grade Taoist priest didn't have much effect on him.

I saw a groove appear in the center of the stone ball, which happened to catch the treasure of the angler, and then the outside was quickly sealed, sealing the treasure impermeable.

On top of the stone ball, several powerful talismans appeared, like magma flames, deeply imprinted on the surface, instantly suppressing the breath of bad omen.

"Flint Talisman! Up to seven grades, it is the top treasure in the wind and sea realm to curb bad omen, one is enough for five hundred gold, and more importantly, there is no market, I didn't expect Shi Fatzi to prepare so much. ”

The painting Ji was surprised in his heart, but Li He didn't care.

It stands to reason that such treasures are very rare, and they are indeed rare. But in the face of the strangeness around the angler, you must not hesitate when it is time to strike.

Don't you see that the gold and silver boys have already died in Huangquan, maybe she also has some unused treasures at the bottom of the box, but she has no time to use them.

Even the most precious things are not as good as life.

Just as the stone ball broke through the obstacle and entered the Xuanfeng Cave, the center of the storm that sealed Yueyang came out, and two terrifying ghost hands sprang out, and the blue and dry corpse skin was wrapped around the bones made of stone, pinching the stone ball and pulling it back fiercely.

No matter what kind of Dao method Shi Fat Man casts, and adds a few precious spells, he can't stop the pull of the ghost hand. It was as if it was an extremely angry demon who did everything in his power to delay the escape of the stone man.

As the controller of the storm center, Feng Yueyang fell into a state of silence, obviously floating in the air, and manipulating the wind spell to fight, and even had a strong red light in his eyes, but he turned a blind eye to the attack of the ghost hand.

What's more, the more Feng Yueyang casts, the higher his anger, and the greater the strength of the ghost hand, directly grabbing the stone ball, breaking the spell sealed in it, and even seeing the mimic flesh and bones in it.

All of a sudden, the two island owners, who worked closely together, became enemies who fought each other angrily, but they didn't realize it.

This time, though, someone intervened.

The main scale path of Yugu Island sped up and spread it next to the altar. The lesson of the past is clear, if you want to capture the angler, you can't think about it alone.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the fat man encountered such obstacles. If he waited for them to lose, he would join forces with the Wandering Soul Dao people, and he might not be another group of losers. So taking advantage of the scorching opportunity, he still made a move.

The owner of Yugu Island raised his hand slightly, and the scales suddenly turned into a pond, and the pool inside was extremely turbid and difficult to see. But his fingers were bent and lifted upwards like fishhooks.

I saw bubbles coming out of the pool, and after a while, a diamond-shaped thing was fished, what is it if it is not a six-grade angler? Looking at the stone ball again, the sealed thing has disappeared, even if it is pulled by the ghost hand, it doesn't matter.

But the moment he got the angler, the owner of Yugu Island understood why the previous few famous island owners were all in trouble.

As far as the eye could see, the angler had turned into the rarest of treasures. The object that his heart desires most, dangles before his eyes. Not only that, but after this item, there is also the perfect path to advancement, which is arranged step by step and hits the direction he wants most in his heart.

It stands to reason that the Seven Rank Daoists, especially those who are sufficiently vigilant against the altar, could fall into the trap. But the green smoke that floated around him was thick enough to drown his figure, and the origin was the angler in his hand.

The source of the so-called three poisons turned out to be this six-grade angler.

Generally speaking, as a treasure of Wanyang fishing, no matter how high the level is, it will not be as aggressive as a bad omen, otherwise it is still a treasure.

After a round of calamity, I re-entered the fishing pond, I don't know whether I live or die, it's just bumpy.

But this angler is obviously different, as the center of the stone formation, it bears the connection between the shipwreck and the ancient city, and seems to be tainted with some ominous curse, such as tarsal gangrene, which cannot be shaken off. Whoever gets the angler will encounter the curse of the three poisons.

However, the owner of Yugu Island is not the only one with this strength, just when he was bewitched by greed and accompanied by anger, the whole person was moving inexplicably, and the direction was the scaly road he paved.

If you look at the situation of the previous island owners, after being cursed by the three poisons, they will fall into some kind of misalignment, and their behavior and direction will be different according to the curse they are receiving. However, Yufu was lucky to walk along the scales, did not fall down the steps, and kept moving away from the central altar, which is indeed the best situation.

Such a result, although it seems bizarre, has a source after all. That is the name of Yufu, and a word of blessing can already explain his core Taoism.

is not a simple fisherman, but a blessed fisherman, the word blessing, how rare it is in the catastrophe, can be imagined.

However, this source of blessing, in the face of the terrifying possession of the three poisonous omens, is obviously still a little difficult. Yufu's body swayed, and the hand holding the angler was extremely unsteady, and he almost fell off the scaly road.

At this moment, the last island owner, who was the presiding officer of the treasure hunt, began to intervene with a spell.

If you don't move, you can do it, and if you move, it's a killer feature.

What kind of unjust soul domain, the red soul stand-in, is just a small skill. What can really decide this battle has to be the method of resisting the erosion of the three poisons, which is the treasure that the Wandering Soul Daoist took out at this moment.

"The First Evolution"