"So it's you..."

"Lord Xingjun..."

"You used to say that I am not as good as your dog..."

"And you..."

"If I'm not mistaken, you once beat me for a long time in front of countless immortals..."

Xishen muttered to himself, counting what had happened to him over the years.

Obviously, being an immortal in the Heavenly Court, especially not known for fighting, everything that has happened...

It's all painful.

"I didn't expect that now I have the opportunity to let you immortal elders accompany me..."

"Sink with me..."

"Hahaha!!"

He smiled dementedly, and all the depression and anger he had experienced in Su Yang before were vented.

He kept kicking the door, and the wailing completely broke the silence of Zhihai, and it seemed...

It doesn't seem so depressing here.

"Hehe..."

"I'm not as good as your dog..."

"But I'm an immortal after all!"

"My soul... It doesn't dissipate easily! ”

"Just let me... Hang out with you. ”

"Can't you see your status clearly, you still dare to scold me and mock me!"

"A bunch of hypocritical trash."

Xishen scolded frantically.

The men inside the door didn't even have the strength to speak.

Of course, the god of joy suffers as well.

But at this moment, these pains can eliminate his confusion, eliminate his fear, and let him have a moment of clarity in this strange sea of knowledge.

Basement.

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes.

Blood still flowed slowly down the wound, and finally dripped from the sharp point of the bone spur to the ground.

He suffered a fractured leg bone in his right leg and had multiple bone misalignments on his body.

Even standing in place, it looks weird and nondescript.

But Su Yang ignored his injuries.

Let the power of the fairy instinctively repair the wound, while he walks slowly in the basement.

"Moon Age..."

"Where are you?"

His cold voice echoed through the basement.

But there was no response at all.

As early as half an hour ago, Yue Lao chose to hide.

"You..."

"Is there an immortal seed?"

"Fresh..."

"Or, your soul thoughts, too..."

Su Yang looked around, did not let go of any corner, in the quiet basement, only Su Yang's footsteps were constantly echoing, looking extremely terrifying.

No one responded.

Wisps of immortal power contaminated with negative emotions continued to overflow from Su Yang's body, permeating the entire basement.

"I know you're in..."

"If I can't find you, I won't leave..."

"I just filled in the basement and blew up the house..."

"No more... I flattened the neighborhood. ”

"I'll find you."

Su Yang's tone was calm, as if he was recounting a fact.

After a long time...

A sigh rang out.

"I know, you're supposed to be the reincarnation of some ancient power."

"This immortal is tantamount to your enemy..."

"You kill the god of joy, and I don't even have any rebuttal..."

"But..."

"Everything is always about showing face."

"Maybe we were in the same camp before."

"Why don't you leave today and make a good fate?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Yue Lao's voice.

Su Yang's footsteps paused.

Slight movement of the ear.

It's like recognizing the direction of speech.

But Yue Lao had long been on guard against this, and his voice was very ethereal.

"Immortal seed for me..."

"Good karma for you."

"Otherwise..."

"Let's spend it here."

Su Yang said lightly.

"Thousands of years have passed, and my body has long since decayed."

"This mortal dust does not have the power of immortals."

"There is only a wisp of remnant soul, and it is still alive."

"There are no immortal seeds."

"How could this immortal lie to you?"

"But if I have the power to do my hands, how can I watch you all besiege the god of joy and not help him?"

Yue Lao's voice raised slightly, looking full of helplessness.

"But the flesh of the rejoicing God remains."

"You're better than him."

"Yours should be there too."

"I'm looking for it slowly..."

As he spoke, Su Yang walked around again.

However, due to the problem of bone misalignment, it is very difficult to move.

"Heal..."

"Four..."

He spoke softly.

Four void voices emerged, and soft energy healed his body, slowly straightening his bones.

Even the broken bone spurs shrank back into the body at this moment, and they recovered little by little.

The arm bones are still full of cracks, but at least from the outside...

There is no gap with normal people.

"Hammer..."

Su Yang spoke lightly again.

A figure emerged.

The hammer composed of the power of the fairy spirit was carried in Su Yang's hand.

As the figure dissipated, it seemed to subconsciously look in a certain direction.

"When the four of them were leaving, they looked here..."

"When you left, you also looked here..."

"Should..."

"That's right..."

Su Yang muttered to himself, and the next moment he swung his hammer and slammed it on a wall.

Cracks in the walls.

Another hammer fell, and the crack expanded.

"What are you going to do!"

"Stop!"

"Stop now, you and I will be safe and sound, and leave a good fate, okay?"

"Do you have to live and die with me?"

"It's not that this immortal can't kill you, but he just doesn't want to pay the price."

"Don't push me!"

Yue Lao's voice became a little panicked, and he was stubble!

"Hmm..."

"Can you really kill me?"

Su Yang waved his hammer hand for a moment and suddenly asked.

This made Yue Lao stunned.

The next moment, Su Yang's speed of smashing the wall suddenly increased.

One hammer, two hammers.

"I..."

"I..."

Finally!

The walls are completely shattered!

Exposed in the basement, a second hidden room.

A scrawny old man who looked like a dried corpse was sitting cross-legged in the center at this time.

The room is lined with intricate patterns.

If you look closely, outside the room, most of the blood has entered the clay pot, but the rest of it flows into the secret room along the foot of the wall, the hidden lines, and finally pours into the dry corpse.

"There is flesh..."

Looking at the dried corpse, Su Yang nodded lightly, looking very satisfied.

At the moment when he spoke, the dry corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and the lines on the ground suddenly lit up, and in the void, the power of the immortal spirit surged.

It has also been corrupted by negative emotions.

It's just that in comparison, it's not as pure as Su Yang's.

The power of the immortal spirit turned into a crescent moon and swept towards Su Yang.

"That's all..."

"And your status as a young man is not... It's a good match. ”

"You're really... Is it the old moon? ”

A flash of disappointment flashed in the depths of Su Yang's eyes, as if he was annoyed that he couldn't die.

Eventually, the footsteps stopped...

"Instantly..."

A phantom shadow appeared behind itself, and the next moment, Su Yang seemed to pass through the crescent moon out of thin air and stood in front of this dry corpse.

"Hello, Yue Lao."

"My name is Su Yang."