People have a very strange mentality. When they face other people who are not much different from them, they will unconsciously want to compare themselves, vaguely imagine the other party as an enemy, and call the moment when the other party is outstanding: showing off.

When he faces others who are far superior to him, he will only think that this is a natural thing in his heart, calling the moment when the other party is outstanding: having strength. (..)

When he faced him, he suddenly rose up, and after a while, he found that he was still so bad, he would feel extremely disgusted and ridiculed in his heart, calling the moment when the other party was outstanding and then embarrassed after being successful: self-destructive.

At this time, the disciples of the foreign sect had such a feeling. Under the germination of doubt and driven by human nature, their original respect began to become indifferent, turning from indifference to sarcasm, and the process was very natural.

But I felt a little bit of admiration for Ye Buzhan, who has now rushed up two thousand feet.

"Mr. Ye endured for four days, and was brewing an atmosphere, so that those disciples of the inner sect took one step first and finally surpassed one hand. It was so powerful!"

"Master Ye is the pride of my disciples of the outer sect!"

Zhang Yang fell to the end and fell to the first yard. After waiting for a while, he pretended to be difficult and flew to the second yard, and then fell down again, making outsiders feel that this person is at a loss and has no strength anymore.

After a while, Zhang Yang released Boss Qiu, and at the same time he pointed at his eyebrows, the purple-red light ball entered his soul cave and protected his soul.

"This... what is this? Even the blood soul cannot break through!"

He opened his mouth wide, and was extremely horrified, looking at Zhang Yang blankly. The boy in front of him shocked him again and again, as if this thing must be a treasure dedicated to cultivating demons. If he knew about it for other demon monsters, it would be a bloody battle!

"Get out the jade slip and go back to the alchemy room after going out. The monkey will save you from being revenged by enemies."

Seeing the jade slip flying over, Boss Qiu came back to his senses and nodded violently, and slapped his chest vigorously without hesitation. He immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, causing serious injuries.

Boss Qiu had already thought thoroughly at this time. If he had not met Zhang Yang, he might have stopped in the foundation-building period for his whole life, and it would be almost certain that he would have been a mediocre life.

But he concluded that Zhang Yang must be a person with great fortune and his future achievements are limitless. As long as he follows him, he will have a turning point.

At the same time, he also knew that if he was just a useless person and would not receive the attention of the other party no matter who followed him, then he could only create his own value and let the other party pay attention to it.

So he beat himself seriously, so that he could improve Zhang Yang's plan even more after going out.

Zhang Yang looked at Boss Qiu's actions calmly and said nothing.

"Master, I'm leaving."

Boss Qiu said respectfully and crushed the jade slip. Suddenly, a soft light surrounded him and disappeared into Tongtian Mountain in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Yang looked at Huang Sheng calmly, then sat down and began to condense his essence and blood.

Tongtian Mountain is full of natural essence and blood. After absorption, Zhang Yang did not transfer it to the dantian, but directly dissolved hemolysis, became semen!

Drops of essence and blood condensed, and then merged into the acupoints in a blink of an eye, and a growing atmosphere of the wilderness slowly emanated from Zhang Yang.

At this time, in the outside world, the Lords of the Six Peaks of the Demon Heaven Sect gathered together, looking at the blue water curtain on the cliff of Tongtian Mountain, calm and silent.

The main snake spirit of Yifeng Peak rubbed the seal of the spirit snake on his forehead and said lightly: "It seems that Wuming is Boss Qiu, not the one who gave me a premonition."

The other people also frowned. The snake spirit's premonition was very accurate. He said that something strange happened must have happened. He thought it was Wuming, but it seemed that it was not.

Now that four days have passed, the strange thing has not happened, which makes them wonder whether the snake spirit’s premonition has been deviated?

Jie Su, the leader of the Six Peak Peak, had a faint look and said with a slightly dissatisfaction: "Isn't it just a junior who tests his qualifications? What's the strange thing? We have to wait here day and night for so many days."

When Feng Jiutian heard this, his dignified face frowned slightly. Looking at Ye Buzhan's name flying up, he said uncertainly: "Is this person?"

The snake spirit rubbed his forehead, remained silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head.

"Let's take a look."                                                           
Chapter completed!