Chapter 330

Zhou Yang didn't say that casually. He really wanted to help the man in the coffin.

"Don't worry, I won't drag you into the water."

Looking at the silent coffin, Zhou Yang said again.

Obviously, the other party is afraid, or worried.

Of course, this is not to say that the other party is afraid of getting into trouble.

Zhou Yang also believes that the other side is not like that.

The presence in the coffin is unspeakable.

Zhou Yang didn't seem to care about it at all. He was talking to himself there.

"I'm determined to get that thing. I have to go to the city of the sky. I need to know an answer to some things. I'm very curious about who dares to attack me and why I can stand here."

Here, Zhou Yang's eyes are full of doubts, but more of them are cruel, like the flash of cold light, which makes people afraid.

Obviously, Zhou Yang knows in his heart that there are secrets in his death and rebirth that he doesn't know.

"Of course, you should know that the city of the sky and corpse ridge are inextricably linked, and also related to the hope of resurrection. One year, two years, a hundred years, a thousand years, as long as they can be resurrected, they are precious, aren't they?"

"What do you want me to do?"

Finally, the voice in the coffin sounded again, with impatience.

Although he understood Zhou Yang's words, he did not agree with Zhou Yang's methods.

"Before I came here, I once promised a man that I would take the undead flowers back and give them to him."

Zhou Yang grinned and said.

"Immortal flower? The old man is not dead yet? "

"You still have a breath, not to mention the old guy, but in my opinion, he didn't die of old age, he died of taking medicine."

"You're a real boaster."

The voice in the coffin with a smile, as if by Zhou Yang's words to laugh.

"I wish I could see that old man eat to death."

Then, the voice sounded again.

At this time, an invincible flower appeared, suspended in front of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang is not wordy, wave between, will not die flower put away.

"I'll pass on your words to him exactly."

Taking the immortal flower, Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"It should omit your words."

The sound sounded with a hint of fun.

Hearing the speech, Zhou Yang laughed, some happy, some emotional, some nostalgic, very complicated.

The long years are too long for them.

Not many people have come down from the beginning. Time goes by day and night.

How many people can understand this desolation?

"You've been in it before, and you should know what kind of place it is."

The voice sounded again, solemn and dull.

"It's just rubbish that's too dirty to see light."

Zhou Yang smiles easily, but his eyes are dignified.

"You should know that although I want to help you, I can't help you now."

As he spoke, the void in front of Zhou Yang split and a white gown appeared.

The white silk thread can be seen on the long shirt, with an awe inspiring chill.

It's made of silk for thousands of years, and even the emperor can't break it down.

On the top of the gown, a green bamboo is embroidered.

Green bamboo is green, but it gives people a feeling of holding up the sky.

Supporting bamboo, rooted in the world, supporting the existence of heaven. This is an existence that no one dares to touch at will, even if it is mentioned.

But now it was embroidered on the clothes, enough to make people panic to despair.

Ten thousand years of silk, bamboo, these big world are the existence of terror, but compared with this dress, it is not enough to see.

There is no other reason, but this dress was once Zhou Yang's.

"This is what you left behind at that time. With the help of the energy of corpse ridge, it has basically recovered in the past thousand years. Now it's time to go back to the owner. "

The sound rang out.

Zhou Yang laughed: "thank you."

A word of thanks is enough to express Zhou Yang's mood at the moment.

"I hope you can make it."

The voice rang out again. At this time, the coffin moved. With a bang, it broke free from the shackles of the chain, and then there was a terrible roar. The coffin smashed a piece of heaven.

When the sky was smashed, an evil breath that made people tremble like a raging wave swept over the whole corpse ridge. It's like an opening being torn, and Demons swarming out of it!

In this breath of terror, all the spirits in the corpse ridge felt the coming of death.

At this moment, not only the corpse mountain, but also the corpse mountain city, and even the whole Wang Road can feel this evil breath.

"Did he do it? What on earth does he want to do? "

In a dark room, the old thing lying on the chair suddenly stood up, a pair of eyes no longer turbid flashing shock light.

At the same time, in an unknown place on Wang Road, the old God stick suddenly looked at the sky.

"Someone broke that place? Who is it? Who has the ability of flying immortal

Thinking of this, the figure of the old God stick flickered and disappeared in the blink of an eye. This evil breath is too terrible, as if it had been suppressed forever, and now it has been completely released. It shows the power of despair when it first appears.

People on Wang Lu are in a panic, and in the world, when this breath appears, there are already some strong presence.

"It's from corpse ridge. Someone broke that dirty place, will it be your honor? "

"Who is the ghost place where Feiyang xianzun fought in anger?"

"Dashi, it's going to be lively again..."

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Many people want to see what happened in the corpse ridge, but no matter how powerful the other party is, they can't see through the scene in the corpse ridge.

At this moment, in the eyes of all people, corpse ridge is a place shrouded in evil

It's a good place.

Corpse ridge has been shrouded in black air. The thick black air seems to be the birth of a great devil, which makes people feel palpitating and desperate.

"I hope one day, you and I can have a great fight."

In the coffin, the sound sounded.

Zhou Yang didn't answer. He laughed, confident and arrogant.

The next second, he grabbed the gown in front of him.

When his hand touched the gown, a sound of metal collision sounded, and ten thousand golden lights shot from the gown.

The shaking of the long gown gives people a feeling of excitement.

I didn't see what Zhou Yang was doing, but a long shirt appeared on his body.

When the long shirt was put on, Zhou Yang changed a lot.

An ethereal and flying Air emanated from Zhou Yang, confident, arrogant and lawless.

At this moment, Zhou Yang returned to be the flying God who crossed the heaven and the earth, attacked the heaven and fought against the heaven forever, and came down with an invincible posture.

Boom!

Belong to the power of flying immortal, this moment to corpse ridge, to Wang Road as the center, toward the spread of heaven and earth