036 Mysterious

"You!" Moke didn't expect that Yang Zifan, who was hiding in the dark clouds, dared to open his mouth and turn his head to fight with him.

"Ouch." Yang Zifan's painful voice came, and a figure rolled out of the dark clouds. He turned six or seven times in the air to stabilize his body awkwardly.

"Haha, boy, you have the courage to come out and die."

Yang Zifan couldn't say anything about his suffering. He just found that Mo Ke couldn't get in in the dark clouds. For a moment, he couldn't help shouting. He wanted to humiliate him, but he kicked himself out behind him.

At this time, he was less than ten feet away from Mo Ke. Yang Zifan summoned up his courage and said, "I'm not looking for death. I'm still afraid of you?"

"Let me try it again." Moke's savage temper came up, and he completely ignored the immortals or something.

The shadow of the claws "sw."

It is dense, and each one brings enough of his strength.

Yang Zifan did not dare to neglect. Suddenly, he used his whole body's cultivation. The spirit of green lotus swept out and turned into a huge fire dragon and walked around.

"Crackling." A burst of beans echoed in the night sky.

Mo Ke shouted his hands and slapped Yang Zifan in a squeezing way. The clouds around him seemed to sense the power attached to it and broke apart.

Yang Zifan tried his best to break his claws and had no ability to resist for a while.

"Ah" blood splashed, and half of Yang Zifan's body was crushed. Mo Ke was stunned. He didn't expect to kill him so easily and laughed, "So your boy is just like this."

The last pressure was made with both hands.

"Puff." Blood and flesh flew across, and Yang Zifan's whole body was squeezed by strange forces, leaving only his head and limbs floating in the air, showing a strange scene.

The blood dissipated, and a layer of green fog rose between the flesh and blood, and there was a faint light at the beginning of the green fog.

The flesh and blood scattered in the sky quickly merged together at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. Moke looked at this scene in surprise and even forgot to put down his hands.

In the faint light, Yang Zifan was reborn again. He grinned, and his face was still at the moment of death. The severe pain made his face turn blue.

"Oh, damn it." He came back to life and made a few swear words.

turned around and hit his head into the dark cloud.

At this time, Mo Ke woke up from the shock just now and forgot to chase Yang Zifan who had fled. There was only a big question mark in his mind: "It is impossible for a monk like him to come back to life. How did this boy do it?"

Yang Zifan, who rushed into the dark clouds, stood in this strange place and explored around. The feeling of death was still in his heart, and his fear made people tremble.

It seems to have been thrown into a quiet place, and there will always be only darkness.

It seems that all the pain in the world has penetrated into the heart, which only makes people want to commit suicide.

It seems that the despair of the world is in front of you, and you will go crazy at a glance.

The feeling of death for the first time will never be forgotten. Today, Yang Zifan tried to forget it, but it didn't necessarily come as he wanted.

"Who are you?" Yang Zifan can be sure that there is someone here.

In that dark energy, the green fairy armor on his body was quietly stolen, otherwise he would not have to rely on immortality.

It is dark and silent in the dark clouds.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Zifan asked again.

An unexplained gust of wind blew in the clouds and poured into his heart, as if it could wash away thousands of lead.

In the wind, the clouds are changing, fading from black in a bleached posture, leaving a dazzling white. The magic outside the clouds also saw the dark clouds turn into a white cloud, a magical scene.

"I want to ask who you are?" An old voice with a perverse voice came from the cloud.

Yang Zifan patrolled around, and his consciousness was quietly released all over the clouds, still empty. I know that I may have met a powerful person.

"Yang Zifan, a mortal, I don't know who the predecessor is?"

"Hey, senior, why do you think I'm a senior?"

"What should I call you if it weren't for the senior, and the senior is very powerful."

"The senior is awesome. Humph, the first time I heard that you said I was awesome. Where am I awesome?"

"The predecessor quietly took away the things from me and can block the magic generals outside. Naturally, this skill is the predecessor."

"It's all high-sounding nonsense."

"How is it not a lie?" Yang Zifan felt that this person didn't like polite words, so he simply said it bluntly.

"Kid, let me ask you, how did you get into the devil's light?"

"Destroy God's Light?" Yang Zifan had never heard of anything like that and said puzzled, "I have never seen that thing."

"Oh." The man came with exclamation and was silent for a while before saying, "It's fun, it's really fun..."

Yang Zifan was confused.

"The man outside is your head, right? If you go out and fight with him again, you will be angry with the girl who hides with me."

"No, the senior asked me to hide here. If I can't beat him, I have to think about the countermeasures, or return the things to me if the senior is careful."

"You won't die. What are you afraid of what he will do? At worst, you will be beaten to death and come back alive."

"There can be no immortal person in the world. It's pure luck for a boy to survive."

"Do you really think so?"

"Why should I lie to you? It's not good to lie to you." Yang Zifan felt a sense of ease when talking to this person and slowly began to let go.

"Kid, you really don't know happiness in happiness. Do you know what all kinds of practices in the world are for?"

Yang Zifan recalled the days of the Tianyuan faction and often listened to Tianbao people talk about in the ginkgo courtyard, and subconsciously said, "Naturally, it is to find the way of heaven."

"Heavenly Road, haha..."

The man's voice is vast and old with all the vicissitudes of life, which makes people feel sad for no reason. I don't know how many things he has experienced in this laughter.

"Why do seniors laugh like this?"

"Let's go! I thought I could enter the light of the demon destroyer, and I could barely talk about it, but now I don't need it.

How can Yang Zifan let go of the opportunity? Judging from various signs, he knows that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Even the fairy armor that can be taken away with his own blood sacrifice will still be ordinary people, and fools can think clearly about this problem.

"Don't be angry. If the masters teach us like this, naturally we will also think so. After all, the way is slim, and there are several people who can see it clearly, not to mention me, a little mortal. The boy dared to listen to what his predecessor said.

"Well, why should I tell you? Get out of here."

Yang Zifan didn't expect this person to be extremely ruthless. He had a stubborn temper since he was a child. He laughed three times and said, "Why should I listen to you?"

After saying that, he sat in the clouds.

The breeze was gentle in the clouds, and there was no more sound.

After a long time, the clouds are still silent.

Yang Zifan was also leisurely, and the white clouds under his cheeks sat softly and stopped comfortably. He looked around and whistled.

The man seemed to be impatient and suddenly said, "Kid, aren't you afraid that I will kick you out again?"

Yang Zifan spread out his hands and said, "What can I do? You kicked me out. I was killed by him a hundred times. That's all. The result is not much different. And to think about this thing, it's better to look at the clouds and listen to the wind. How comfortable it is."

"You are thick-skinned."

Yang Zifan smiled bitterly and said, "I have a way? I have met all the characters who can equalise with immortals. Can Yuanying's cultivation pass?

"Nonsense, nonsense." The man seemed to hear something that made him very angry and cursed, "Is your cultivation infancy? The man outside can't beat him. Whoever is your master is simply a fool.

Yang Zifan was stunned for a moment and said that he did not feel the improvement of his cultivation after the three-leaf flowers bloomed. Has he always been wrong, so he deliberately said, "God is our teacher and the earth is our teacher. If they are also stupid, I'm afraid there are a bunch of fools in the world."

"It's just nonsense."

"Dare to ask seniors to teach me a few tricks so that I can fight against the enemies outside."

"Why should I teach you?"

"The senior said that my cultivation was better than his, and I obviously couldn't beat him, which only showed that the senior was wrong."

"I was wrong?"

"The senior is wrong, and my cultivation is clear to me. The senior must have read it wrong."

"Ah, how dare you say I was wrong? You go out and call him to wait for you for a day and let you see if I'm wrong."

"Is that a bet?"

"No, no, if I taught you, you went out and deliberately lost, but I still lost."

Yang Zifan was happy, and he was waiting for this sentence, so he said, "The senior's cultivation can be banned on me. What if I fake it, I won't die?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "You boy have the courage. What do you want to bet on?"

Yang Zifan stood up and said, "The boy is poor and white. Only this life can gamble."

The man sneered and said, "You have an immortal body, and I don't want it, but I think there are two little guys in your ring. How about losing and playing for me?"

"Xiao Shuo, wish grass." Yang Zifan's heart beat. He didn't expect that this man's cultivation was so profound that he could even see everything in his ring.

"No." His tone is firm.

Xiaoshuo and Wishing Grass will not be used as exchange chips.

"It's just two pets. Is the reaction so big?" The man laughed.

"If so, I'd rather go."

"Let's go! I won't keep you." The man is still sarcastic.

Yang Zifan did not hesitate at all and turned around and jumped out of the protection range of the broken demon light.

Moke, who had been waiting outside for a long time, had been waiting impatiently. When he saw Yang Zifan come out, he felt strange and said loudly, "You boy huddled in like a mouse. How dare you come out now?"

Yang Zifan deliberately raised his voice very high and said, "It's stuffy and smelly inside. It's not as refreshing as Moke. I really can't stay any longer."

He wanted to deliberately stimulate the character inside.

There was no movement behind him, and Yang Zifan's heart was cool.

Moke looked behind him a few times, afraid that he would cheat and said, "Where is it inside?"