Even when he saw his storage ring being held in the old man's hand, Ling Zhan still lowered his head unwillingly, and when he touched the index finger of his right hand, it was empty. The black storage ring that he had never taken off for more than a year was gone.

"Damn, this old man actually took my storage ring secretly, how can I go back now?"

Ling Zhan narrowed his narrow Danfeng eyes, and said in his heart that no matter what method he used, he would snatch the ring back from this old man's hand. When he left Liuyun Peak, he put all the important things in the storage ring, and the old man took it easily, almost turning himself into a complete pauper.

The spars, pills, weapons, and the scrolls of ten thousand beasts that raised the small ones were all gone.

"By the way, I remember that they didn't want to take me to the Holy Land, could it be that this is the Holy Land of the Soul Eater Sect?"

From the moment Ling Zhan entered the Phantom Array to restore his sense of hearing, he heard the conversation between the old man on crutches Li Xingchen and the blue-clothed Xie Tian, the reason why these two people came to Dengxiantai to find themselves seemed to be to complete a special task of the sect, and the general requirement of this task seemed to be to bring themselves to the holy land of the sect of the Soul Devouring Sect.

Looking at the picturesque scenery in the distance, those people frolicking on the seashore were unrestrained, Ling Zhan was about to release his divine sense to probe the realm of these people, but found that his dantian qi sea and divine sense were all closed.

Now he not only has nothing, but has also become an ordinary person. Neither dantian nor Zhihai can be used, which made Ling Zhan scold countless "grass and mud horses" in his heart, and then looked at the old man in black with a rickety body, and felt that even if he couldn't see the face of this old man, he thought that he was absolutely hateful, maybe he would be disfigured, and he didn't dare to show his true face.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhan's self-spiritual comfort Dafa only played a slight role. Exhaling deeply, trying to calm himself down and accept the reality that he was being controlled, Ling Zhan kicked the shell next to him his toes.

The brown shell "swished" and crossed a beautiful arc in the air, rendering an ambilight in the light of the setting sun, and then slowly entering the sky, leaving a perfect exclamation mark on the other side of the sea.

"Boy, I'm talking to you, have you heard!" The old man on crutches spoke again, his tone was deep and the words were sonorous, and every word he said was like thunder, causing huge waves in Ling Zhan's heart!

Ling Zhan turned his head, was silent and did not speak, his hands were clenched into fists, his body was tense, and he said in his heart today's shame, I will definitely pay it back a thousand times another day, so that you can't die if you can't survive!

The old man saw Ling Zhan's stubborn face, a touch of sarcasm crossed the corner of his mouth, and his right hand on crutches sank down, only to see that the black iron crutch of unknown material "clucked", and instantly hit a boulder more than two meters high on the edge of the beach, this boulder could not withstand the pressure of the iron crutch, and almost turned into powder when the iron crutch came up.

"Damn, this old man is so shameless, he still wants to intimidate me! Is Lao Tzu scared?"

The corners of Ling Zhan's mouth twitched, and he knew that this old man's strength was extraordinary, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful, just lightly tapping the crutches, and without even using the Yuan Force, the boulder more than two meters high turned into a ground of powder. If you use all your strength to hit the boulder with a palm or a punch, you will definitely make the boulder fall apart, but it is impossible to make it turn into a uniform powder, and besides, this old man is not a boulder that is directly broken with his body, but with the help of the ugly black iron cane.

What is martial arts, martial poles are the ultimate in martial arts, which has gone beyond the category of martial artists and entered another level. If Ling Zhan knew that the blue-clothed Xie Tian had just glanced at Wuxiang and killed this nine-star martial venerable, who was known as the first person in the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect, wouldn't he be so frightened that his legs and feet trembled, and he immediately begged for mercy, and hurriedly pinched the shoulders and rubbed the back of the black-clothed old man in front of him?

Now Ling Zhan has nothing on his body, except for the shabby clothes he is wearing, there is nothing left.

Although the barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, but seeing the old man on crutches walking towards him step by step, Ling Zhan still became a little lacking in confidence, and said weakly: "This senior, the little one has no grievances with you, why did you bring me here?"

The old man in black didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward on crutches, each step brought great pressure to Ling Zhan.

Ling Zhan knew that it was not good, he was really dumb and ate Coptis chinensis when he encountered this situation, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

In the end, Ling Zhan calmed down, he must not be afraid, this old man's task is to bring himself back, not to kill himself, at least his life safety is guaranteed for the time being. But whether this old man is psychopathic, whether he has other problems in his brain, whether he likes to abuse others, and whether he usually has quirks, Ling Zhan doesn't know.

Looking up at the old man's face, the eyes under the black cloth were gloomy, and the more he looked at Ling Zhan, the more he felt a little frightened.

Maybe his dantian and Zhihai were blocked, or maybe this old man's strength was sky-high, and his domineering spirit was unmatched, in short, Ling Zhan felt that the pressure brought to him by this old man was getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, he almost had the idea of bowing down to him in his heart!

"Damn, this old man has a problem with his eyes, definitely something!"

Ling Zhan hurriedly lowered his head and took his eyes off the face of the old man on crutches.

Sure enough, when Ling Zhan stopped looking at the green light in his eyes, his breathing instantly became smooth. After coughing a few times, Ling Zhan suddenly squatted on the ground, then grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on the old man's face!

Ling Zhan secretly calculated in his heart that as long as the sand entered the old man's eyes, this cripple would definitely be at a loss for what to do, and when the time came, he stepped forward and directly pushed the old man to the ground, snatched the storage ring from his hand, took out the black stone and teleported it to Bing Gota Tower.

When the time comes, don't say that you are a second-turn Wuji, you are a fucking twenty-turn Wuji and it will be in vain!

"Haha, how could I come up with such a brilliant solution!" Ling Zhan's face was filled with a smile, and it became extremely brilliant under the reflection of the colorful clouds.

"Boy, are you alright!" At this moment, Ling Zhan remembered the old man's sonorous and powerful voice.

Ling Zhan was stunned for a moment, the Lingtai instantly became clear, and he blinked and looked around, at this time he fell to the ground and smirked, while the old man in black was on crutches and was bending down to look at himself.

"It turns out that the qiē just now is all an illusion!"

Ling Zhan shook his head, wiping the corner of his mouth with one hand, and inserting the other hand into the sand, he was considering whether to charm the old man's eyes with the sand, and then snatched the storage ring from his hand.

"Staying here can only be controlled by others, maybe I have to go to that damn Soul Eater Sect Holy Land, damn, it's done!"

In the end, Ling Zhan made up his mind, clutched the sand in his hand, and prepared to raise it and sprinkle it on the old man.

"Hula~~~Hula~~~"

Suddenly, a long wave of rolling waves hit the sea in the distance, like a hundred-meter-long dragon galloping and roaring, only to see a line between the sea and the sky, slapping on Ling Zhan's body without warning, pouring him into a cold heart!

"Poof!"

Ling Zhan's whole person was swept into the sea by the huge waves, spit out the bitter sea water in his mouth, and then slapped back and forth in the water, making his body rise to the surface, and then looked at the old man in black, who was on crutches fifty meters away from him, staring at himself with a gloomy face.

"This damn old man, he didn't say a word to me when the big wave came, purely to see me make a fool of myself!"

Ling Zhan kept slapping the water with both arms, preparing to return to the shore with the water, just as his toes touched the sand and gravel in the sea, he suddenly thought about it, it was better to take advantage of the big waves to come and leave the old man in black.

As for the storage ring, it is okay to come back and get it when you become stronger, anyway, there is your own unique seal in the ring, and no one else can open it. If you really can't do it, you can also go back to the seniors of the sect to help you get justice. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to get out of this damn place, out of this damn old lame man.

If you don't run away and go back stupidly, you will definitely be taken to an unknown place by the old man in black and suffer all kinds of suffering.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhan made up his mind, and when the waves hit the shore again, he took the opportunity to dive to the bottom of the sea, change the direction to hold his breath and swim hard, and then come out after swimming for half an hour.

He still doesn't believe that this old man can find himself!

"Hula~~~Hula~~~"

Just as Ling Zhan was preparing to dive, the rolling waves swept towards the shore again, Ling Zhan was overjoyed, stopped, and prepared to take advantage of the waves to retreat and dive into the water to escape elsewhere.

The waves hit his body, feeling the biting coldness, Ling Zhan shivered, and before he could hold his breath, the entire big wave swept Ling Zhan to a place fifty meters away.

"Damn, you won't ...... Ahh......h No way...... Slow down...... Poof......"

Wave after wave in the sea, Ling Zhan was like a rootless ping, drifting back and forth in the sea. At this time, his dantian qi sea was sealed, and he was completely an ordinary person, and he couldn't hold his breath for a long time. The waves on the sea were bursting, Ling Zhan was choked by the seawater, his hands and feet were flapping back and forth in the water, and his face was wolf, completely losing the momentum just now.

"Why is this sea so salty, phew~"

Ling Zhan smoothed his breathing in the face of the waves, spit a few mouthfuls into the water, and found that the salty taste in his mouth could not be removed, and the dantian was sealed, and he couldn't use any vitality, and wanting to escape from the water was tantamount to a fool's dream!

"No, even if you can't escape from the water, when you return to the shore, you can't let this old man catch you!" Ling Zhan knew that the old man on crutches was by no means a good type, and he definitely didn't have any good ideas to bring himself here, no matter what method he used, he had to leave this place!

"Okay, follow the big waves, as soon as you get back to the shore, run immediately!"

The third wave was blowing, Ling Zhan moved with the trend, and when the huge wave reached the shore, his body suddenly changed direction, stepping on the muddy sand and gravel under his feet, and ran wildly all the way into the distance.

Running in the sunset, moving forward desperately, Ling Zhan's figure has no regrets, it is the youth that will eventually pass away.