"Come, this is your reward!"

Two magic weapons flew out of the hands of the Demon Cloud Patriarch and automatically fell into the hands of Dang Xiaojie and Ma Chao.

Zhang Yang glanced over and vaguely saw a flying sword and a fan-shaped magic weapon.

At this time, the system also prompted.

[The Weird Dragon Snake Sword, the Demon Cloud Patriarch refined it with the evil viper and the red blood dragon worm. It is extremely poisonous and cannot be resisted below the fourth level. However, blood must be sacrificed after each use, otherwise there is a risk of mutation. ]

[The Weird Wind and Fire Fan, the Demon Cloud Patriarch refined it with the strange tree from another world - the Wind and Fire Demon Tree. The power of wind and fire is hard to be matched below the fourth level. However, blood and flesh must be sacrificed every time it is used, otherwise there is a risk of mutation. ]

The two happily took the strange objects, bowed and thanked the Demon Cloud Patriarch!

"I won't take back the five internal organs pills in your hands. These pills are very beneficial to the five internal organs!"

The Demon Cloud Patriarch smiled slightly, with wrinkles on his face.

'Great benefit? '

Haha... If Zhang Yang hadn't had a system prompt, he would have really believed it!

Regarding the five internal organs pills, Zhang Yang had already prepared a plan, and the reason why he sent out the other two sets of five internal organs pills.

Because the system had prompted that it was useless to eat too much of this thing, it would only increase the pollution of the Demon Cloud.

In addition, let them be guinea pigs to see what the Demon Cloud Patriarch wanted to do with the five internal organs pills!

"Okay, you guys retreat! I want to talk to Zhang Yang alone!"

The Demon Cloud Patriarch waved his hand casually, and Dang Xiaojie and the other two flew out of the Demon Cloud Hall directly.

The three looked at the Demon Cloud Hall with different thoughts.

"Brother Dang, how do you deal with the blood pupil on your body?"

Lu Tian turned his eyes and asked in a low voice.

He originally wanted to tell his elders at home as soon as he came out, and let them help to get rid of it, and take down Zhang Yang, the bastard.

Unexpectedly, he was called directly to the Demon Cloud Hall.

Dang Xiaojie didn't say anything, but just glanced at Lu Tian. To be honest, he also wanted to resist.

But he was not sure about Zhang Yang's strength. If the blood pupil was not controlled and Zhang Yang was offended to death, he would probably be punished.

"Deal with it? Haha... Brother Zhang and I are in love, and a little blood pupil is just wind and frost!"

Now Zhang Yang has obviously caught the eye of the Demon Cloud Patriarch. Not to mention the dominance of the inner sect, he has the strength to compete for the true teaching!

Only a fool would not hug such a thick thigh!

Lu Tian looked at Dang Xiaojie's shameless face and was speechless.

Ma Chao remained silent, just watching the two perform quietly.

"Forget it, forget it! Let's go. I guess the cave should be ready for us now."

Lu Tian shook his head. With two lackeys here, it seems that his plan of resistance needs to be carefully considered.

In the Demon Cloud Hall, after the three left.

Ancestor Demon Cloud looked at Zhang Yang with appreciation, "Boy, you performed well in worshipping the mountain!"

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, "Ancestor, do you know?"

"Haha..." Ancestor Demon Cloud's laughter spread throughout the hall and echoed endlessly.

"You are fighting in my internal organs, how could I not know?"

Ancestor Demon Cloud looked at Zhang Yang proudly.

"What?!"

Zhang Yang's pupils suddenly shrank. In Ancestor Demon Cloud's body?

He suddenly remembered what Situ Sheng reminded him, "Worshiping the mountain is worshiping the ancestor!"

The flesh wall, the wrinkles, the bloody river, the abyss with strange sounds, it turned out that everything had been foreshadowed, but he didn't think about it in this way.

Five internal organs pill, what a five internal organs pill!

I'm afraid this ghost thing was deliberately condensed by the Demon Cloud Ancestor just for this day.

"Ancestor... mighty!"

Zhang Yang pretended to be exaggerated and blurted out with a stammer.

"Haha... Xiao Daoer, when you reach the eighth level, you can do it too!"

'Eighth level! The Demon Cloud Ancestor is above the eighth level! '

Zhang Yang's mind turned a hundred times, and he immediately guessed the level of the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

Now the Demon Cloud Ancestor wanted to kill him, and he was afraid that he would cut his flesh and melt his bones with just a breath.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Zhang Yang behaved more cautiously.

"What scared you?"

The Demon Cloud Ancestor narrowed his eyes and smiled at Zhang Yang.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore! I didn't expect that among all the copies of the Yiyang Sutra I distributed, only you have cultivated the Yiyang Tyrant Body."

Ancestor Moyun smiled and shook his head. He really didn't expect that the disciples of the big families would have no shortage of talent and resources.

They would have a greater chance of cultivating the Yiyang Tyrant Body.

Unexpectedly, the only one who cultivated the Yiyang Tyrant Body among these people was a disciple of the Side God Sect.

But if you think about it, this is not surprising.

The Side God Sect originally emphasizes the law of the jungle, and those who can survive must be outstanding in talent and character.

"Here, this is your reward!"

A ring flew directly into Zhang Yang's hand.

Looking at the bone ring made of unknown bones, Zhang Yang was stunned.

This...What is this?

"This is a storage ring! The space is equivalent to ten space bags."

Looking at the storage ring in his hand, Zhang Yang's heart moved. This might be the orange opportunity mentioned in the divination.

"Thank you, ancestor!" Zhang Yang pretended to be happy.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you. This thing is much more valuable than those two pieces of junk. The storage ring can not only hold things, but most importantly, it has a fixed sealing formation inside.

It can seal an evil spirit or monster that does not exceed the seventh level!

If used well, it can be a life-saving artifact!"

Ancestor Moyun laughed and explained.

"Ancestor, if you have a mission, don't dare to disobey!"

There is no free lunch in the world. Zhang Yang knows this. If there is no value, Ancestor Moyun will not be so generous.

"You are weak now, what can you do to help me? Practice the Yiyang Tyrant Body well, and I will need you in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang felt a little relieved.

I don't know what Moyun wants him to do, but it seems that he is safe for the time being.

"Okay, you have to understand. If you take the ring, you will be labeled as a member of the Demon Cloud Hall... You must not betray!"

"Zhang Yang dare not!" Zhang Yang hurriedly bowed.

"Tomorrow at the entrance ceremony, I will fight for the position of the true disciple for you. Be prepared, but... Don't show your Yi Yang Tyrant Body!"

Ancestor Mo Yun thought for a while and told Zhang Yang.

"Ancestor, don't worry! I understand!"

Ancestor Mo Yun stroked the armrest and waved his hand, "Go, I have arranged a cave for you. Someone is waiting for you outside!"

Zhang Yang respectfully stepped back a few steps and bowed, then turned and left.

Until Zhang Yang's figure disappeared in the hall, Ancestor Mo Yun retracted his gaze and said faintly: "The strength is too low, alas... I still have to think of another way!"

As soon as Zhang Yang walked out of the Demon Cloud Hall, he saw Situ Sheng standing at the door of the hall.

"Situ Guardian?"

Situ Sheng saw Zhang Yang and grinned, "Why call me Guardian? Call me Senior Brother!"

"Ah?" Zhang Yang didn't react.

"The ancestor told me a long time ago that he plans to accept you as a true disciple, and then we will call each other brothers.

Junior Brother Zhang, I tell you, I am proud today. That dead catfish has finally been defeated by me...Haha!"

Situ Sheng's beard trembled with laughter.

"Let's go, let's take you to the cave...I tell you, this can only be obtained by the true disciple. The ancestor really thinks highly of you..."

With the appreciation of the old ancestor Moyun, Situ Sheng's attitude was also very low, and he even had an arm in arm with Zhang Yang all the way, and they were on equal terms.

"This is your cave! This is the token, Junior Brother Zhang, I'm leaving first."

"Situ Guardian, take care!" Zhang Yang took the token and said respectfully.

He still didn't dare to call him senior brother. Situ Sheng could call him junior brother only because of the face of the ancestor, so he couldn't be too arrogant.

Situ Sheng nodded and turned to leave.

Zhang Yang also turned back to the cave.

It's called a cave, but it's actually a small palace with a plaque hanging on it.

There are three big characters on the plaque - Liuyun Pavilion.

At this time, he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes in the nearby Gilded Pavilion looking at Liuyun Pavilion with ill intentions.

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