my luck is on

Lu Yang interrupted Zhou Tianyang, and said seriously: "I just hide my cultivation so that others can't figure it out, and my actual age is not that old. When I go to the Bloody Continent, I can't even take care of myself, and I don't have the extra strength to protect myself." you."

Lu Yang's honesty really shocked Zhou Tianyang.

It's a world of difference whether you practice with a Nascent Soul cultivator or a Golden Core cultivator.

But for Zhou Tianyang, he had already died once, and this life was taken back.

He would rather work hard with Lu Yangyi than die of old age in his hometown in the future.

Moreover, even though Lu Yang is only at the golden core stage, he is definitely not an ordinary person who can receive the courtesy of the master of the Frost Continent.

Zhou Tianyang's determination moved Lu Yang, and Lu Yang decided to take Zhou Tianyang in and let him follow him.

Just considering that Zhou Tianyang's cultivation base is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, in order to avoid a repeat of Yinling's tragic death in the Frost Continent, it is temporarily inconvenient for Lu Yang to let him follow him in the Bloody Continent.

When Zhou Tianyang followed him in the Frost Continent, his appearance was seen by many people. If he followed him in the Bloody Continent at this time, it would be easy for people to think of the connection between the two.

After total consideration, Lu Yang decided to make an exception and take Zhou Tianyang into the small world of Natianbao Gourd.

Lu Yang actually owns a small world, which made Zhou Tianyang deeply feel that he was following the right person and worshiping the right teacher.

"Although you come from a family of weapon refiners, the dual spirit roots of wood and fire you possess are not suitable for weapon refiners, but more suitable for alchemy. Therefore, I hope that you will concentrate on the study of alchemy while you are here."

Having said that, Lu Yang handed over the rubbings of Shen Yurong's alchemy inheritance to Zhou Tianyang.

Zhou Tianyang was so impressed by this move that he could only shout in his heart: "Brother is really mighty, he actually knows how to make alchemy."

Lu Yang has been able to see Zhou Tianyang's aptitude and nature all these days.

Although there are many secrets in Natianbao's gourd, he believes in Zhou Tianyang.

After Zhou Tianyang settled down, Lu Yang returned to the real world.

"Further ahead is the area where pirates are rampant. Please fly ashore by yourself." The captain who was in charge of escorting Lu Yang and his party to the Bloody Continent suggested that everyone fly with their swords to avoid encountering any pirates.

The three of Lu Yang flew away from the ship and headed towards the shore of the Bloody Continent. The landing site they chose was the southeast corner occupied by the human race.

Of course, there is no guarantee of safety when landing from here, but at least you won't face the pursuit of aliens when you arrive here for the first time.

"You have come to the Bloody Continent, what are you going to do next?"

The person who asked the question was Bingfeng from the Bingtian Silver Fox Clan.

"First find a pleasing faction to join Anton, and then gradually build up your own power."

Lu Yang answered easily, but Bingfeng was confused.

A group of guys with unknown origins, who will let you join casually?

Just when Bingfeng wanted to criticize Lu Yang's plan, there was the sound of fighting not far in front of the crowd.

"As expected of the Bloody Continent, there was a problem as soon as we landed, let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yang rushed over immediately, and Zhou Ziqiong followed immediately.

Bingfeng had no time to object, so he could only follow suit and play by ear.
When they came to the scene of the fight, it was two people fighting each other.

Strictly speaking, it should be regarded as two-to-one.

One of the people on the downwind side had died for a long time, and was carried behind him.

Lu Yang checked carefully and found that one of the dominant parties was a corpse puppet.

The strength of the two people in the fight are both Jindan stage, one of them has a corpse puppet to help out, so it naturally has an advantage in strength.

"Shao Ting, your elder brother died at the hands of Ben Yan Huqi, and I just took him as a dead body. Why do you resist so stubbornly?"

The monk who owns the corpse puppet said impatiently.

"The corpse puppet will never be reborn, my elder brother is so kind to me, how can I let him suffer like this."

The person called Shao Ting replied.

"Fools of ignorance, living corpses made of the living have the problem of souls being imprisoned. A corpse like your elder brother is just a puppet. Besides, my elder brother was put in the coffin by me. It is against my coffin sect for you to take it back forcibly." Training, if I report to the higher authorities, not only you, but even your worship of the Yanyan Altar will be hindered."

"It's useless to talk too much, you won't be able to take anyone's body away today, even if I die, I will burn both of my bodies completely."

Prepared to die, Shao Ting fully stimulated the fire spirit root, and a raging flame suddenly ignited on his body.

Even though this Corpse Sect member had the upper hand, he still tried his best to persuade the other party to give up resistance, because his goal was the corpse, and if the other party chose to burn everything together, he would be futile in the end.

"Brother, don't be impulsive."

"who are you?"

Facing an unfamiliar face and more than one person coming, members of the Corpse Coffin Sect only dared to test it with words first.

"Nie Tianhuan is a monk who has just come to Yuxue Continent looking for opportunities."

Except for Zhou Ziqiong, it was the first time for everyone present to hear this completely unfamiliar name.

They didn't expect at this moment that this name would shock the entire Bloody Continent in the future.

"The matter of the Corpse Coffin Sect is beyond the control of casual cultivators like you."

Although the other party didn't say anything about their illustrious origins, three Golden Core Stages came in one breath, and the members of the Corpse Coffin Sect could only use their sect's name to intimidate the other party.

"Don't be nervous, friend, I'm here to help you two."

Lu Yang showed a friendly smile, and although it was impossible for the two people in the battle to believe this, at least the atmosphere of tension and conflict was eased.

"According to this little brother's posture, if you continue to force him, you won't get what you want. Why don't you make a deal with me?" Lu Yang continued.

"trade?"

The members of the Corpse Coffin Sect thought for a while and asked, "What deal?"

Seeing that the other party did not categorically refuse, Lu Yang took out a magic staff from the storage ring and said, "This is a magic weapon that I got by chance. It seems to be related to the magic technique that your ancestor is good at. I will give it to you today." , I hope you can let this little brother go."

This staff is what Lu Yang got when he first arrived in the Demon Realm, he accompanied the mortals to escort the darts, went to the extreme east sea area, and killed the fellow corpse repairer.

Lu Yang had seen him use this staff to control the corpse puppet, so he thought that this treasure might be attractive to the Corpse Coffin Sect member in front of him.

Before the other party accepted Lu Yang's proposal, Lu Yang threw the staff to the other party for inspection.

The members of the Corpse Coffin Sect were stunned, and said to themselves: "The soul-eating staff... the material is ordinary, but there are many resentments attached to it..."

The cultivator who controlled the corpse puppet that Lu Yang killed back then had only been able to cultivate Qi, so it was impossible for him to obtain such a good magic weapon.

It's just that the corpse puppet monk used his dart to kill many monks, so a lot of resentment accumulated on the staff.

The method of storing resentment is very simple. When a monk is killed with a staff and his soul is scattered, the resentment remains in the staff.