Liu Yiyang chuckled and looked at the water surface of Samsara Lake. It was lavender and crystal clear, but the figure of the animal skin woman was missing. The shallow Samsara Lake submerged a master in the Gangjin realm.
If Lei Feng hadn't woken up Zhao Weiwei, something would have happened to her. Bald, Feng Lingyun had woken up long ago, and it seemed that she had received help from Liu Yiyang.
Even more afraid of Liu Yiyang, Lei Feng guessed the identity of the other party, but had no clue when a powerful and mysterious master came out of Xijing City. This person is far more dangerous than the Wenhua Feng Lingyun.
"It's such a pity that you two are the only ones left now."
Liu Yiyang smiled lightly, looked at Lei Feng, breathed a sigh of relief, scooped up the lake water, put it in his nose, and said curiously: "I am extremely interested in the power in your body, but it is a pity that I can't get it yet."
Lei Feng's pupils shrank, but his heart was trembling. The other party knew his secret! It was absolutely impossible, because he had never told anyone, not even the owner of the clinic knew.
"Who are you?" Lei Feng looked at him seriously and warily, and said in a cold voice, "Why are you targeting me everywhere?"
Liu Yiyang shrugged: "I have many names. In Xijing City, I am Liu Yiyang, just an unknown person. Haha, Lei Feng, unlike you who are a household name, I watched you never grow up."
"What!" Lei Feng's face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Have you known about me for a long time?"
Poof!
Lei Feng looked at the cold sword on his chest in disbelief. When he turned around, Zhao Weiwei had a cold face, as if she didn't see the anger in his eyes.
Bang bang bang!
Liu Yiyang applauded and said: "On the fourth floor, we can almost only reach here, but after getting your energy, I can continue to move forward."
Lei Feng grabbed the sharp sword and coughed: "Why?"
Liu Yiyang smiled and said: "She is mine."
Suddenly, Lei Feng showed a look of relief and sighed, remembering the complex look in Zhao Weiwei's eyes from time to time when she looked at him in the passage, and only now did she understand.
So that's it, Lei Feng chuckled, clamped the long sword between two fingers, clang, the sword broke, Zhao Weiwei turned pale and quietly returned to Liu Yiyang.
Phew!
Unexpectedly, Zhao Weiwei wielded her long sword ### against her bald chest. The bald head was horrified and wanted to attack, but she found that her whole body could not move. The water in Samsara Lake was poisonous and her energy dissipated.
The body turned into two ends, Zhao Weiwei looked at Feng Lingyun calmly, Feng Lingyun's face changed slightly, and sneered: "You want to kill me, you are not worthy."
Phew!
A sharp claw penetrated his chest. Feng Lingyun was in disbelief. He turned around, Wen Hua's face was calm, his eyes were unfocused, and his expression was dull. Suddenly, he smiled bitterly and said: "They are all controlled by you. Who are you?"
Liu Yiyang said helplessly: "It doesn't matter if I tell you." He walked up to him and whispered a name. Feng Lingyun was shocked at first, then suddenly realized, and then showed a look of relief.
"If you get something, the Valley Master will look for you." Feng Lingyun's face turned red and he gasped.
Liu Yiyang narrowed his eyes and said: "He has been looking for me these years. I hope he can be found by then."
When the body dies and the Tao disappears, no matter how strong it is, it is just a handful of loess, dying in the sky. Bald head, Feng Lingyun, such a powerful master who would be shaken by stamping his feet in the outside world, died silently inside.
The sword was poisonous and the wound was numb, as if thousands of ants were biting and pulling at the flesh and blood. The feeling was magnified tenfold. Liu Yiyang sighed softly and said: "I didn't want to kill you at first, but it's a pity that Samsara Lake doesn't have Gang Jin."
The blood of people in this realm cannot enter."
"The things are on the fifth floor. I can't go down, and I don't need to go in." Liu Yiyang stroked Zhao Weiwei's hair and smiled, "You did a good job, I will reward you."
"Do you want to kill him?" Zhao Weiwei looked at Wen Hua and asked.
Liu Yiyang shook his head and said: "On the fifth floor later, we need a blood sacrifice from a master. He is just right. The blood from Yaowang Valley is just right."
"I almost forgot about you," Liu Yang turned around and said suddenly, "It's really not easy. You don't die like this. It seems that the power in your body is not easy."
Then, Lei Feng saw a silver needle, a familiar silver needle, and a familiar breath, and finally understood why the other party felt so dangerous to him.
He is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and he is extremely powerful. The way he uses needles and the smell of holding silver needles are purely a feeling. When Lei Feng saw him for the first time, he knew that he was not
Simple.
"I haven't used the soul-suppressing needle for twenty years, but I finally used it on you today. Lei Feng, I've been waiting for this day for too long." Liu Yiyang smiled and kept getting closer.
Suddenly, Liu Yiyang's face changed slightly, his figure flickered, turning into pieces of shadow. Three figures stood in parallel, and a silver light penetrated the central shadow.
The three shadows merged, Liu Yiyang looked calm, looked at the rippling Reincarnation Lake, and said lightly: "Suicide? If you jump into the Reincarnation Lake, you will be reincarnated forever. This kind of stone milk that lasts ten thousand years can harm people's spiritual will."
"Is he dead?" Zhao Weiwei asked.
Liu Yiyang stroked Zhao Weiwei's face and said with a smile: "You are my most proud disciple. You are lurking next to Liu Zhe to get something useful."
Zhao Weiwei said: "All the masters who organized the lurking in were killed, so they can't get in, and Liu Zhe is not strong enough to get in."
"That old guy, King of Hundred Poisons, sent his disciples to Xijing City to stir up this troubled situation. His thinking was too simple. The affairs of Xijing City can only be affected by a traitor from Yaowang Valley."
Liu Yiyang looked at Wen Hua and praised him: "He has a very good foundation and a strong ability to comprehend. It's a pity that his identity means he will not be able to live in the true inheritance of Yaowang Valley."
"If you are willing to be a disciple, I will make you surpass the so-called core disciples of Yaowang Valley, and it is even possible for you to be a saint."
Liu Yiyang stared at Wenhua. The other person's eyes returned to clarity, and his eyes were complicated. He shook his head and said: "I don't like to be someone else's chess piece. I did before, now and in the future."
Liu Yiyang laughed and nodded: "Your eyes reveal hypocrisy. I like this hypocrisy. Let me ask you again, are you really not a disciple who you don't want to be?"
"I don't want to." Wen Hua said lightly, with a very determined expression.
Boom!
Powerful spiritual pressure was emitted. Wen Hua's expression changed drastically. He looked at Liu Yiyang in horror. The pressure emitted by the other party was far higher than Feng Lingyun. What does this mean?
Is his realm higher than Feng Lingyun?
It is unimaginable that Feng Lingyun is standing at the pinnacle of the Gangjin realm. If the other party's realm is beyond, wouldn't it mean that he has already...
Satisfied with Wenhua's shock, Liu Yiyang smiled and said: "How?"
Wen Hua took a deep breath and suddenly jumped towards the Reincarnation Lake. When he touched the lake, a powerful force ignored his defense, locked him tightly and forcibly pulled him back.
Wen Hua looked at the entangled energy in horror and said hoarsely: "I think there are many ways to die."
"In front of me, it's hard for you to die." Liu Yiyang grinned and said, "Many friends in the world gave me a nice name."
Wen Hua stared at Liu Yiyang. When he uttered three words, his eyes were full of shock and fear.
Ghost Hand!
Liu Yiyang is the Ghost Sage, one of the most famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the capital. He is often close to national leaders, controls a huge network of people, and his medical skills are almost invincible in the capital. According to legend, he is the direct disciple of the master of the Yaowang Valley. He has left the Yaowang for some unknown reason.
valley.
saint!
The other party was once a saint of Yaowang Valley, and his strength had already surpassed that of the elite disciple Feng Lingyun. His medical skills were truly inherited from Yaowang Valley. This kind of person was a terrifying figure everywhere, and he never expected to appear in front of his eyes.
"Ghost Holy Hand!" Wen Hua secretly swallowed his saliva and almost couldn't believe it. However, when he saw Zhao Weiwei, there was no surprise on his face, as if he had known it for a long time.
Liu Yiyang said in a deep voice: "In that case, I will make you into a humanoid puppet, lose all consciousness, and be under my control without any consciousness of your own..."
Wenhua's face changed one after another, and finally he rushed towards the Samsara Lake again. Liu Yiyang's eyes flashed, and his big hands grabbed him. With heavy strength, there were thousands of threads, like wickers under the spring breeze, swaying, and he grabbed the person again.
"Okay, stop pretending, I can see what you're thinking." Liu Yiyang said with a smile.
Wenhua shrugged and said: "Since I can't lie to you at all, let's just say this. I am extremely interested in the inheritance of Yaowang Valley. Can you give it to me?"
Liu Yiyang said nonchalantly: "As long as you satisfy me, anything is easy to discuss. I need a successor. Your character is very similar to mine when I was young. It's like seeing my past."
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"
After performing three bows and five kowtows, each kowtow was very real, and the floor banged. Liu Yiyang pulled Wenhua up and said with a smile: "I know you hide your strength, but this strength is not worth mentioning in front of me.
"
Wen Hua's face did not change, and then he smiled and said: "Master has a sharp eye. Since I am his disciple, I naturally want to share your worries. This is what I got, so I will give it to the master."
He took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Liu Yiyang. Wenhua said solemnly: "This is a layout diagram of the tomb that I got from the military, but I couldn't understand it for a while."
"Military?" Liu Yiyang smiled coldly, "Those people are probably trapped on the second floor. Free things greet them. It's a miracle that they can survive. They are no longer needed. They can only get out if they get the inheritance."
"There is still a long way to go before the 18th floor of the Sky Tomb." Zhao Weiwei said worriedly.
Liu Yiyang smiled strangely and said: "Who said we are going to the eighteenth floor? Our goal is on the fifth floor. When the Samsara Lake recedes and a passage appears, our goal will be achieved."
Hua la la, the water of Samsara Lake seemed to be absorbed by a huge ravine, and then a huge whirlpool appeared, which can stir up people's spiritual will.
Finally, the lake water receded, revealing an abyss-like crack. In the center of the crack, there was a ladder with an unknown material linking down.
"Go down." Liu Yiyang smiled and said, "Wenhua, this map is fake."
Wenhua changed his color and said: "Master, this is me..."
Liu Yiyang waved his hand and said: "Nothing outside is true. Some people don't bother to come to the Sky Tomb, but some people need it very much. I don't believe that if you get something, it will reach that level one day."
"Who?" Wenhua couldn't help but ask.
Liu Yiyang looked at the crack, shook his head, and said, "Have you ever heard of immortals?"
