I stack buffs in a weird world!

[Win, even. The demon tomb is open, find a reason to refuse to explore the tomb. No danger, safe and sound! ]

[Lower, bad. The demon tomb is open, follow the demon ancestor to explore the tomb, and act alone on the way. But the demon tomb is full of dangers, you have to use all your skills to escape. But the Shenyan body was discovered by the demon ancestor, and there are endless troubles! ]

[Lower, very bad. The demon tomb is open, follow the demon ancestor to explore the tomb, the demon ancestor is contaminated by the demon blood, and in order to avoid death, he took over your body. The soul is shattered, and there is no chance of survival! ]

This time, the three ancestors took action, but they returned in vain, and the demon ancestor might be contaminated by the demon blood and die!

Zhang Yang looked at the divination without blinking, and the best deduction this time was the middle and even sign.

And none of the three divinations showed any chance.

It seems that the demon tomb is more mysterious than he imagined!

Moreover, through divination, it was learned that the Demon Cloud Ancestor really had the ability to seize another's body. It seemed that he made himself practice hard because he needed to seize another's body.

"Heh... Sure enough, no one treats you well for no reason!"

Zhang Yang sneered. In fact, he could vaguely guess something, which was why he had been unwilling to reveal his strength.

"Demon blood?"

What exactly is demon blood?

It could actually pollute an eighth-level ancestor, forcing him to abandon his body to get rid of the demon blood pollution.

At this time, Zhang Yang had already remembered the demon blood and would stay away from it in the future.

"Huh? No!"

Zhang Yang seemed to have thought of something. His pupils contracted violently.

He knew that the tomb exploration was dangerous this time because of the deduction BUFF, but what about Fang Xiuyu?

"Is it an accident?"

He shook his head and denied his thoughts.

If Fang Xiuyu was deprived of his qualifications by the ancestor, it might be an accident.

But... according to Ma Chao, if Fang Xiuyu took the initiative to withdraw, then the matter would be different.

"Fang Xiuyu... who are you?"

Zhang Yang said faintly.

He must investigate whether Fang Xiuyu voluntarily withdrew or was disqualified.

"Is Senior Brother Zhang Yang here? Elder Moyun invites you..."

The voice came from outside Liuyun Pavilion.

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed, and he slapped his chest without hesitation.

"Puff..."

Zhang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned visibly pale.

The prohibition of Liuyun Pavilion was opened, and the disciple who came to deliver the message walked in. Seeing Zhang Yang's pale face, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yang, what are you doing..."

"Ahem... There was a problem with my cultivation, and I almost went astray. The ancestor called me? Then let's go quickly."

Zhang Yang stood up, his steps were a little shaky.

The disciple who delivered the message hurriedly followed.

It took a while to reach the Moyun Palace.

Moyun Patriarch frowned at Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, what are you doing..."

"Ahem... Patriarch, something went wrong in your cultivation..."

"What?"

Moyun Patriarch was a little too concerned and asked, "What happened?"

"Ahem... I accidentally let my blood surge and caused internal injuries."

Zhang Yang touched his chest and said in pain.

"Alas... You... Fang Xiuyu didn't put his mind on cultivation. You put all your energy into cultivation, but you ruined yourself.

I wanted to take you to the tomb exploration this time..."

Moyun Patriarch shook his head.

Zhang Yang said seriously, "I can do it, Patriarch. This injury is nothing..."

"Nonsense!"

Moyun Patriarch said sternly, "Don't count on the tomb exploration this time, let's talk about it next time. Go down and cultivate well..."

Moyun Patriarch's tone was slightly reproachful.

His partiality obviously made other disciples present a little envious.

Especially Dang Xiaojie, who was the second true disciple, had a hint of invisible jealousy in his eyes.

"This time, my Moyun lineage Dang Xiaojie, Lu Xia, Wen Wuyi, Cong Min... these people will go with us to explore the tomb. Others can go when they have a chance!"

After the voice of Moyun Patriarch fell, the disciples in the audience were mostly happy and sad.

Those whose names were called were overjoyed, and those whose names were not called were extremely disappointed.

Dang Xiaojie raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at Fang Xiuyu and Zhang Yang.

I believe that after returning from this tomb exploration, these two people will not be able to catch up with their pace.

Zhang Yang deliberately showed a faint disappointment on his face, while Fang Xiuyu, who was not far away, had a calm face and could not see anything.

"Junior brother, are you injured? I have a bottle of Five Elements Plum Fragrance Dew here, you can use it first!"

Fang Xiuyu did not miss any opportunity to win over Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang forced a smile and took the jade bottle, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Fang Xiuyu saw the expression on Zhang Yang's face and smiled slightly, "Junior Brother, maybe... not being able to go this time is a good thing!"

"Senior Brother, don't comfort me!"Zhang Yang pretended to smile bitterly.

He looked calm on the surface, but there were turbulent waves in his heart. Fang Xiu Yu really knew something.

Fang Xiu Yu smiled and patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, "Just think of it as my comfort to you!"

A few days later, several ancestors took the disciples of Yifeng Sect on a huge flying ship and flew towards Wuya Mountain.

Zhang Yang stood on the upper floor of Liuyun Pavilion, looking at the flying ship that had become a smaller dot in the sky, and sneered, "It would be good if one third of these people can survive."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang glanced at the nearby Gilded Pavilion, and saw Fang Xiu Yu also standing on the upper floor watching the flying ship go away.

"Fang Xiu Yu...what does he know?"

Zhang Yang was getting more and more curious about this man!

After looking at Fang Xiu Yu again, Zhang Yang returned to his practice room to continue practicing.

"Time is running out! "

The Demon Cloud Ancestor was watching him covetously. He was only at the fourth level now and had no power to protect himself.

Only by practicing hard could he carve out a bloody path in this world.

Ever since he knew about the Demon Cloud's plan, Zhang Yang always felt that there was a steel blade hanging over his head, which would cut him down if he was not careful.

He couldn't waste this short time of peace.

The years passed by in the blink of an eye.

When Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, he heard the news that the three ancestors had returned.

"What? Brother Fang, are you saying that we lost two true disciples in this tomb exploration, all the inner disciples who went there were killed, and even our ancestors were seriously injured?"

Zhang Yang looked at Fang Xiu Yu in surprise.

Fang Xiu Yu slowly picked up the tea and handed it to Zhang Yang, his face very calm.

"Well, our second true disciple Dang Xiaojie and the first true disciple of the Beast Flame lineage, Zhang Xuanlong, fell in the demon tomb."

"What? Dang Xiaojie is dead? "

Zhang Yang frowned, something was wrong, he could still clearly feel the blood pupils on Dang Xiaojie's body.

He dared to conclude that Dang Xiaojie must not be dead.

"Well, even the ancestor was seriously injured... Isn't it normal for him to die?"

Fang Xiu Yu said with a smile.

"Hiss... The Demon Tomb is so scary? Three eighth-level masters... unexpectedly returned in defeat."

Zhang Yang took a breath of cold air.

Although he had expected it in the divination, he did not expect such heavy casualties.

"Junior brother, that is the ancient demon lord!"

Fang Xiu Yu sighed.

"Oh? Senior Brother Fang, what do you know? Can you tell me about it?"

Zhang Yang asked with a little interest.

Fang Xiu Yu raised his head and looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, "Even if the demon blood of the demon lord is contaminated a little, it can corrode the eighth-level master into dry bones. "

'Demon blood!'

This is the second time Zhang Yang has heard of demon blood.

Zhang Yang was silent for a moment, "Brother, what is the strength of this demon lord?"

Fang Xiu Yu took a sip of the teacup and said with emotion: "Great Power Stage!"