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"You are Zhang Yang. I heard that you are also from the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Zou Cuo, the fourth prince of the Great Qian Dynasty, crossed his arms and stood arrogantly in front of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, looked at Zou Cuo coldly, and uttered a light "hmm" directly from his nose.

Zou Cuo was very angry at Zhang Yang's indifference.

Everyone in the Great Qian Dynasty was respectful to him, and even the leaders of the big sects of Pangshen Zuozang were very polite to him.

I didn't expect that Zhang Yang would act like this.

"Heh... Zhang Yang, I don't know what you are worthy of, to be the first disciple of the dynasty?"

"Well, I don't know." Zhang Yang shrugged lazily.

"......"

"Huh... Dare to do it but not to admit it. It turns out that you are from Pangshen Dao, and your pattern is very small." Zou Cuo continued to provoke.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am not big-minded. You are big-minded, you are big-minded, give me the throne of the prince!"

"......"

"You bastard, how dare you insult the royal family of Daqian, are you looking for death?"

Zhang Yang looked indifferent, "Let me correct you, I just insulted you, I didn't mean to insult the royal family of Daqian."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that I am not worthy of being a member of the royal family of Daqian?"

"Hey... That's what you said, not me."

"Hey, I..."

Zou Cuo was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

Zhang Yang chuckled, this Zou Cuo's fighting ability is not very good.

In the original world, this is just the fighting ability of the mouth? Others thought you had honey on your little mouth.

"You are going too far!"

Zou Cuo was really angry at Zhang Yang's words, and was about to teach him a lesson.

"Brother Zou, that's enough!" Ma Chao of the Great Wen Dynasty came up.

Zou Cuo calmed down immediately. He looked around and saw that everyone was watching the fun. He was shocked. Did he just fall into Ji Bochang's trap? !

He just took advantage of Ma Chao's words to make a step. He snorted coldly and turned away.

Seeing that there was no fun to watch, everyone else withdrew their gazes.

Ma Chao, on the other hand, bowed to Zhang Yang happily and said, "Great Wenchao Ma Chao! Brother Zhang Yang, I have heard of your name for a long time!"

Ma Chao was fat and not tall, especially his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.

He didn't look like a cultivator, but more like a businessman.

"I have heard of you for a long time!" Zhang Yang said politely.

Ma Chao was delighted when he heard this, "Brother Zhang, have you heard of me too?"

Zhang Yang was speechless. Wasn't this a humble word? Why did he take it seriously?

"Ahem... I've heard of it."

"This makes it easier! Brother Zhang knows that we don't get along with the Dynasty, so it's better for us to stick together when we pay our respects to the mountain, otherwise I don't know what little obstacles the royal family will use."

Ma Chao quickly said his intention.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of the fortune-telling of winning the lottery, it seems that the fortune-telling of winning the lottery refers to this.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ma. I'm used to being alone, and I'm sorry for letting you down."

Zhang Yang bowed his hands.

Ma Chao was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it. He bowed his hands and returned to the Dynasty team.

At this time, the entire team participating in the mountain worship was divided into three teams, one team of Dynasty disciples, one team of Dynasty disciples, and one team of Zhang Yang himself.

Zhang Yang's eccentricity attracted the attention of the elders and guardians who were observing them.

"Hey, Fire Monkey? Is this the disciple of the Side God you picked up? Quite unique!"

A bald middle-aged man with a head as big as a bucket and a mouth as big as a gourd asked.

"Rotten catfish, if you call me Fire Monkey again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Situ Sheng looked at the man coldly.

"Hmph... You are alone in worshipping the mountain. I am afraid you are not far from death."

The bald middle-aged man was not angry, and hummed.

"That's hard to say. Let's wait and see."

Situ Sheng was also a little nervous. Although he was optimistic about Zhang Yang and took him to Yifeng Mountain earlier.

But the disciples of the Dynasty came earlier. If Zhang Yang acted alone, he might not be able to take the top three.

"Okay, stop arguing, let's start worshipping the mountain!"

"Yes, Elder Qin!" The other guardians saw Elder Qin speak and hurriedly said respectfully.

"Let's start worshipping the mountain!"

The huge sound resounded throughout Yifeng Mountain, and the Ascension Square in front of Zhang Yang and others changed immediately.

In Zhang Yang's eyes, the Shengxianfang was directly wrapped in a blood-red mist. Through the mist, he could see the ink-like darkness inside, as if there were demons and monsters hidden inside.

All the disciples who participated in the mountain worship had solemn faces.

Zhang Yang looked at the disciples of the Dynasty, who also looked ready for battle, as if there was a great danger inside.

'Could it be that the disciples of the Dynasty knew something! ' Zhang Yang thought carefully.

The disciples of the Dynasty did not hesitate, and walked towards the blood mist in a team, disappearing in the blood mist in an instant.

The disciples of the Dynasty also followed suit and walked in.

Before entering, Zou Cuo was still evil.He glared at Zhang Yang fiercely.

After the others walked in, Zhang Yang took a big step into the blood mist.

As soon as he stepped into the blood mist, Zhang Yang felt a slight obstruction and fell into the darkness.

The stench of blood came over him, and he frowned slightly, and his blood pupils squeezed out the flesh.

Everything around him appeared in his vision.

There were wrinkled flesh walls everywhere. When he touched the flesh walls gently, he felt dizzy and his mind was in turmoil.

It took a while for this feeling to disappear, "Where is this? Why are all the people gone?"

He groped forward in the flesh wall corridor, which seemed to be endless and could not be walked through.

It felt like he had walked a few thousand meters, but he still hadn't reached the end.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt a sense of irritability for no reason, and wanted to destroy everything he saw.

'Is it a test of character? ' He frowned and guessed.

Just as Zhang Yang was guessing, a gust of wind came from nowhere and hit him violently.

There seemed to be some substances mixed in the gust, leaving blood marks on his body.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and the Taotie chain blade rushed out from the big spine and instantly wrapped the upper body, forming a half-body armor.

Only then did he realize that the blood marks on his body were grains of fine sand.

"Dinglingdangdang~" The gust of wind mixed with fine sand kept hitting the half-body armor.

The upper body was fine, but the lower body was exposed to the gust of wind.

Fortunately, his self-healing ability was strong, and the fine sand had no effect on the golden bones, so it did not cause him any major damage.

He walked forward against the gust of wind, and it was unknown how long he had walked before the wind gradually stopped.

A dark hut suddenly appeared in front of him. The strange thing was that the hut was dark red as a whole, and there were dense brown spots on it.

Seeing the brown spots, Zhang Yang frowned slightly, thinking that this thing was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, "This is... Libido!"

The more he looked at it, the more it looked like it. He had seen many dead people, so it was impossible for him to make a mistake. This was clearly Libido.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhang Yang's expression was a little confused, and he didn't know why Libido appeared on the wall of the house.

"Squeak~" The door of the house suddenly opened.

Zhang Yang saw something coming out from inside, and his face changed slightly...