"This is the origin of the word!"
Yang Chuan thought so, simply closed his eyes and waited patiently.
In this waiting,
he didn’t know how much ti had passed.
Suddenly, Yang Chuan’s whole body trembled, and the sensation he had just grasped completely vanished, the dazzling feeling enveloped in light gradually dissipated as well.
Whoosh!
A gentle breeze swept across his face. Slowly opening his eyes, what reflected in his vision was a world shrouded in darkness!
Yang Tian’s surroundings were a stretch of barren sand. Naturally, there were other things that concerned Yang Chuan. Hanging in the dark sky was a moon resembling Earth’s, yet it seed stained with red, as if it could drop at any mont.
"Our demon world’s blood, it’s alright!"
A sudden voice sounded, and Yang Bu suddenly frowned, looking at the left sky.
In that place stood a tall, thin man, standing over there.
The man saw Yang Tian, who spoke first, able to spot him.
No matter how he was from the business world, Yang Tian, the guy who just flew up, looked like an Earth Dog and an ant.
In previous years, when newcors arrived at Ma Realm, finding him would waste ti.
Obviously, Yang Tian was better than others in promotion.
But the man was also very reluctant. Too disregarded. Without further looking, he slowly descended from above to Yang Qian’s top, restrained his smile, and arrogantly spoke to Yang Qian. "Little dog from the demon world, pathetic little dog, there is a relay parater for you, there is a spot to upload to the third ti. Opportunity to question!"
Three opportunities to question?
Yang Chuan nodded casually after hearing this. Knowing about his mory of agates, it’s more than this check.
Of course, Markson, born in Ma Realm, knew nothing about recent promotions but didn’t care at all.
So if Yang Chuan needed to ask, the scope would naturally be here.
But as Yang Chuan was about to ask, the leading receiver, that skinny man, suddenly laughed weirdly and said, "Don’t rush to ask, think it over. There are two things to do before asking.
Two things.
Yang Chuan didn’t understand yet, but suddenly a man turned and in front of Yang Chuan, heavily kicked Yang Chuan’s body.
The huge weight made it impossible to stand firm, and Yang Chuan fell back.
While falling onto the willow, and seeing the sand-filled land, he saw an indentation in the sky, followed by a bubbling red blood pool, and Yang Chuan fell into the pool.
"As expected, like a sumr’s puppy, like an ant, really weak."
Seeing Yang Chuan fall into the pool, the skinny man suddenly chuckled coldly and said, "Inject blood paper, magic power! Successfully converting Ma Yuan to Ma Energy might beco the lowest pillar or enter Ma Realm’s capital. However...
Speaking of this, the slender man suddenly laughed and said, "But this guy won’t gain a single inch of advantage in the demon world! Oh, not without a cost. If he can’t convert Ma Yuan to Ma Power, this lad won’t exist either."
Two pounds.
With that swift kick to Yang Chuan, he quickly escaped the pool.
But in front of Yang Chuan Jiangdong, he suddenly felt the surrounding blood enter his system, and with huge energy, began to satisfy the compression and conversion of Ma dinsion within his body, emitting his intimate aura.
What? This... Is this horse riding?
Yang Chuan, who had slaughtered many Immortal Horse souls on the Xuanma Battlefield before, imdiately judged the gold emanating from his body. This was associated with the unique Immortal Body Line of Ma’s magic and beautiful duel!
At that instant, Yang Chuan realized the usefulness of this acupuncture point, for fear he would beco a newly flying Ma Zi.
"The strength will rise!"
As the Ma Yuan in Yang Chuan’s body constantly transford, he smiled slightly, knelt, and sat.
Even though the blood was changing simultaneously, the physical erosion and brushing felt forbidden to Yang Qianma. Can this kind of occupation be eroded?
So Yang A Tian extended both hands, smiling faintly, and said, "Although the promotion went up, the speed, on the contrary, is slower. This is quite unlike before, so this speed is quite good."
Seeing Yang Tian’s hands, two vortices began to devour the blood around, and his internal Ma Energy converted to Ma Power hundreds of tis faster than before!
Under Yang Chuan’s swallowing, the water in the red, even black pond, gradually beca unclear.
An hour, two hours...
A day, two days...
A month, two months...
Yang Chuan’s body swallows the surrounding blood like a Weapon Cave, and the surrounding red bloody water all cleared up. Finally, Yang Chuan opened his eyes amidst the unconsumable lipids.
"Two months’ ti, I couldn’t have imagined breaking through three steps. Just in the original Great Victory period, never, Heavenly Horse, is the Yuan Ma realm, indeed, Tian Ji and benefit!"
That says, Yang Chuan slowly raised his head, looking at the knee-sitting figure outside the pond, calmly said. "Although there are many benefits, I have not forgotten that one feud, never forgot the origin! Because of the original relationship, it really is the end!"
Rustle!
Amidst the silent sand, the thin man on his knees, upon suddenly hearing this clear water sound, gently opened his eyes, coldly smirked self-talkingly, "Finally ca out? Good talent, three months in, changed Ma Power in three months? Have you already understood my intention? But the end is the sa!"
The clear man slowly stood up, gazing at the edge of the acupuncture point. That black-haired, cold face drew a stern shadow in his eyes.
"What do you think?"
The slender man looked at Yang Chuan and said, "Perhaps you may appear in the hemostasis place, now you have beco numb, right? Haha, welco to the horse doctor world! To show our welco, we will complete the final task before questioning! Yes.
"Hmm? What task.
Yang Chuan looked at the icy man, faintly asked.
A slender man, upon seeing Yang Chuan, burst into laughter and said, "This guy seems not stupid, sensed it? Or is this position too obvious?"
Imdiately, the slim man’s eyes suddenly shone with a cold light, and then his whole body’s breath exploded, arousing violent winds around, countless gravel flying to the sky.
But the skinny man laughed at the flying gravel in the sky, "This last thing is naturally to take everything from your body, to receive the soul print of this position, and beco this position’s slave."
Imdiately, seeing the thin man extend his palm, he rushed toward Yang Chuan as if grabbing a chick, still smiling. "Rest assured! You may resist, but ultimately you are a defenseless guy; soone like you who just entered Ma Realm Early Stage, I am in the late-stage Heavenly Horse, you are an existence unable to resist! So obediently beco my slave! This is the first lesson as a guide! The law of the jungle!"
As the words fell, the slender man had already reached above Yang Tian’s head, pressing down on Yang Tian’s top of the skull with one hand.
But at this mont, a finger suddenly appeared before his palm, unable to tightly grip his palm.
The owner of this finger was none other than Yang Chuan, regarded as prey!
"This is..." Does this make sense?
The thin man exclaid loudly, quickly retreating with uncertainty, looking at Yang Chuan, full of doubt!
As Yang Chuan’s guide, he witnessed Yang Chuan, the strength of Yang Chuan and all the promoted were the peak of the Great Victory Period!
Peter is an obligation familiar to must. Despite this, Yang Chuan, even if longer than other promoted he encountered by a few months, to what extent could it improve in this ti?
Could it not be already the best at the late-stage!
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