Proof of Longevity

Zhang Shiyang looked at the Antarctic Taoist ancestor on the opposite side and slowly said.

Antarctic Taoist Ancestor smiled lightly after listening to Zhang Shiyang's words: "What am I? It turned out to be this thing. Fortunately, I will answer you. If I lose, I will do three things for you."

Zhang Shiyang nodded slightly when he heard the promise from the Antarctic Taoist ancestor, but in his heart he thought to himself: "You are beautiful, when the great catastrophe opens, when you do things for me, it is your answer to the catastrophe."

The Antarctic Taoist ancestor didn't know Zhang Shiyang's traps and calculations, so he agreed. As for the future, who can be accurate? Besides, the Antarctic Taoist ancestor was not the roundworm in Zhang Shiyang's stomach, how could he know Zhang Shiyang's calculations, and the time and effort it took was so far-reaching.

"Since you are here for my magical powers, then I have used this magical power to do a game with you. As long as you can break my magical powers, I will lose, but once I get lucky, I still hope Youshou made a good appointment." Zhang Shiyang was in a good mood, and he couldn't help but feel lighter when he spoke.

"In my practice, everyone has a sense of heaven and earth in every move and every move. Moreover, this seat is also a figure with a face and a face in the earth. How can you fall back on your account?"

A hint of inexplicable meaning flashed in Zhang Shiyang’s eyes: “It’s hard to say, I never believe in such so-called reputations, etc., which are worthless. You should take an oath or make a written statement.” .

"Okay, I will make a copy of the paper with you." The Antarctic ancestor looked ugly, and was told face to face that his credibility was worthless. It was really not good.

After the Antarctic ancestor finished saying this sentence, he chanted a mantra to communicate with the emptiness of heaven. A strange wave flashed by, and an indescribable light flashed in Zhang Shiyang's eyes.

"Since the oath has been taken, I am not afraid of you going back, unless you are not afraid of being swept back by the heavens." At this point, Zhang Shiyang doesn't care about the ugly Antarctic ancestor: "Once you have made the oath, you and I will have a try, and you don't have to waste it. My time".

The Antarctic ancestor smiled: "Well, look at you so arrogant, I will see what you are capable of."

"You will know my skills"

With that said, Zhang Shiyang flicked his right hand, and a cyan silk thread was wrapped in his hand. This is not a rule silk thread, but one of the three thousand red dust.

Without waiting for the Antarctic ancestor to react, the silk thread shot out with a "swish" and flew towards the Antarctic ancestor after circling in the air for a while.

Looking at this blue silk, the Antarctic ancestors dare not care. Having lived for so many years, being able to live intact until now is not only supernatural powers, but also good mentality, and it will definitely not be because of Zhang Shiyang's stomach. Angrily and despise Zhang Shiyang.

Moreover, the monks have their own intuition. Seeing this silk thread flying towards him, the Antarctic ancestor felt a dangerous breath in his heart.

As the silk thread shuttles left and right, I want to wrap the Antarctic ancestor, but the Antarctic ancestor is very flexible, like a rabbit in the air, jumping left and right, very flexible.

Zhang Shiyang looked at that Antarctic ancestor jumping and leaping, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Antarctic ancestor, aren't you Antarctica's ancestors' respect? Why don't you dare to take this trick of me? What's evasiveness?".

The men and women in the underground watched Zhang Shiyang and the Antarctic ancestor fighting in the air, all of them couldn't help being dazzled. They looked simple and simple. They could not return to the basics. Every action carried great power and simplicity.

At this moment, hearing Zhang Shiyang's irony, one of the women exclaimed: "Could it be that the Antarctic ancestor has fallen in the wind?".

Hearing the words, the man next to him immediately retorted: "What kind of character is Antarctic Taoist ancestor, how could he be suppressed by an inexplicable monk? You and I must say no more, the ancestor must have his own plan."

Although the voices of these people were small, they were not small for Zhang Shiyang and Antarctic ancestors who possessed supernatural powers, but they were clearly audible.

Hearing those words, and looking at Zhang Shiyang's playful gaze, the Antarctic Taoist ancestor blushed, even if his face was thick, he would have to act.

"Look at me and break your magical powers" A flame appeared in the hands of the Antarctic ancestors. The flame was faint yellow and looked very holy and noble.

After Zhang Shiyang's silk thread touched the flame, it was as if an ordinary silk thread touched the flame, and was instantly retracted by the high temperature.

Zhang Shiyang Sanqian Hongchen was unfavorable for the first time. He looked at the flame in the hands of Antarctic Taoist ancestors a little strangely: "This guy is worthy of being a figure who can dominate one side in this red dust. It is not to be underestimated, I am a little bit big."

The Antarctic ancestor looked at Zhang Shiyang's weird gaze, and smiled contentedly: "Why do you think my Antarctic ancestor can dominate one side? If I don't even have the ability, then I don't have to confuse the ancestor."

The underground man watched the Antarctic ancestor regain the upper hand, and couldn't help but say: "I said, the ancestor's strength is not something that we Dao Venerables can see. The ancestor dominates the Antarctic, how can he have no strength at all.

The rest of the people have no interface, quietly watching the development of the sky situation.

Zhang Shiyang smiled lightly: "Your flame is not a mortal thing, even my red dust gas can burn away, it is also extraordinary, but if you think that this red dust polyester silk only has such a little power, then you are wrong. It’s wrong, and it’s ridiculously wrong.”

Zhang Shiyang took back the cyan silk thread, and a red silk thread appeared in his hand: "Yours is fire, my silk thread is anger, just see if your divine fire can destroy my anger."

Speaking of this thread, it flew high in an instant, turned into a dragon, and entangled toward the Antarctic Taoist ancestor.

The Antarctic Taoist ancestor watching the flying red silk thread is still a repeat of the old technique. It is a pity that the magical power of the Antarctic Taoist ancestor is also extraordinary. He thinks that his sacred fire can restrain Zhang Shiyang’s three thousand red silks, but he did not expect this time. The flame didn't work, the silk thread passed through the flame instantly and tied the Antarctic Taoist ancestors firmly.

The Antarctic ancestor's magical powers hadn't been used, and he found that he had suddenly come into a strange world, which was an endless space, no, no, it should be said that it was the world.

Here, the Antarctic ancestor saw a strange gas floating in the air, and was involuntarily inhaled into the body. The Antarctic ancestor caught his breath when he noticed something wrong, but the gas followed Drill into the body along the pores.

At this time, the Antarctic ancestor was like an ordinary person, suddenly lost his mana, fell into a city, but everyone seemed to have not seen the Antarctic ancestor, and then watched the Antarctic ancestor. It was a scene that made him extremely atmospheric.

In a restaurant not far away, after a drunkard drank, the quarreling and fighting people continued to fight, watching the two sides become angry, and they kept ripping up there.

At this time, the Antarctic Taoist ancestor lost his mana and was no different from a mortal, and did not want to participate in these things too much, so as not to hurt himself.

This thought just flashed, and suddenly there was a shout and the man's anger not far away. The Antarctic Taoist ancestor could not help but follow the crowd to wherever he went.

When he got closer, Antarctic Daozu saw the owner of a steamed bun shop beating a beggar who had stolen the steamed bun. The anger in the eyes of the owner seemed to be sprayed out, because the beggar came here every day to steal the steamed buns, no matter how he beaten it. .

The Antarctic Taoist ancestor not only saw the anger of Baozipi’s distressed Baozi, but also the humiliation hidden in the eyes of the beggar. Looking at the surrounding eyes again, no one sympathized with a beggar who stole steamed buns. The Antarctic Taoist ancestor looked at the indifference around him and couldn't help but feel angry from his heart.

The matter was not over yet, at this moment, the lady proprietor of the bun shop suddenly walked out of the bun shop. The lady proprietress was very graceful in form and posture.

At the moment when the lady boss came out, the Antarctic Taoist ancestor saw another kind of flame, which was a kind of flame.

Over time, scenes flashed in front of the Antarctic Dao Ancestor, and countless kinds of flames related to anger flashed in the Antarctic Dao Ancestor's mind.

The Antarctic Taoist ancestor seemed to have lost the ability to think, and forgot who he was. It was just a fire that continued to boil in his chest. This fire became more and more prosperous, and there was an urge to fight and destroy everything.

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