Chapter 463: True size

In a bad game, there is almost no possibility of a comeback. The key is that those audiences already have a choice, why bother to spend more time, and Zhang Yang can only display his own nature, that is, the sword will go slant.
He was unhappy with the Taixu imperial dynasty, so he did not hesitate to enter the Taixu imperial palace many times to do things.
He was dissatisfied with the holy burial place, so he killed Yun Zhengu.
So here, he can do it as well.
And every time it was a crit.
This time is no exception.
So his proposal was: "Instead of asking me, asking them, asking outsiders like us, it's better to ask the immortal tripod of the Chiyan Dynasty."
Yanzi faintly changed.
Those saints who supported Yan Ziyou also became disillusioned.
Even Yan Donghuang showed surprise, he really didn't think of such a way.
Saint Xingyan also smiled, and he discovered that Zhang Yang was really the weakest point of attacking the enemy by surprise.
"I remember that the immortal cauldron of the Chiyan Dynasty is very wonderful. It can answer one question every 100 years. Its accuracy is still higher than that of the sacred land of heaven. There are too many rumors about this immortal cauldron. I will not say more. Anyway, you guys "I understand better than me." Zhang Yang said, "Look, this time we are here, we were originally to participate in the grand meeting. Isn't it destined to be in the dark? Oh, by the way, I seem to have heard a legend that it was back then. The reason why your ancestor Red Emperor was able to rise up as a mortal was that he got this immortal tripod. With the immortal tripod’s guidance once in a hundred years, he could establish the Chiyan Dynasty, right?"
He continued playfully: "The fairy tripod is a treasure from before the eternal night. Many people in West Desert speculate that the immortal tripe may even be the treasure of the immortal gate of the immortal gate in the holy land of the heaven before the eternal night. Able to survive Yong Yetian's obliteration, am I right?"
No one responded.
However, the atmosphere of the ancestral hall became a little depressed.
Yan Ziyou's face was gloomy and terrible.
Zhang Yang said: "I kindly remind you that the Xianding will guide you once in a hundred years, so that the Chiyan Dynasty can always stand on the land of the West Desert and not fall, and even become the most powerful force in the West Desert. Then, if the Xianding thinks When breaking Yongyetian, but your ancestor Chi Huang must obey Yongyetian, how should you choose?"
In turn, he threw Yan Ziyou and the others a difficult problem that made them feel depressed.
Finally, Zhang Yang said: "I think that if the Taixu Dynasty can pollute the Immortal Ding, there must be a way to restore the Immortal Ding as soon as possible. Therefore, I suggest that you can communicate with the Taixu Dynasty through Jin Zhilong. ."
Jin Zhilong's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
He found that facing Zhang Yang, he was really passive everywhere.
This bad game has changed a bit.
"A shot is a lore, it's easy to leave yourself nowhere." Yanzi said coldly.
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "The opponents have all been killed, do we still need to consider the future?"
Yanzi said quietly: "Young man, you have little experience. In many cases, you recognize the lore, which can only cause unpredictable changes."
"It's better than being led into a bad game by a group of bad guys." Zhang Yang said.
Yanzi hummed: "This saint is waiting to see how you regret it."
Zhang Yang said: "The saint master has already seen you bend down and bow your head as a dog."
The murderous intent in Yanzi's quiet eyes became more serious.
The two were tit-for-tat, and still couldn't change the vital role of the Immortal Ding in the Chiyan Dynasty.
At least the confusion in the eyes of many saints has become clear, and many saints who follow the trend have their own opinions, and the whole is no longer completely falling towards Yan Ziyou, even if he still has a big advantage.
"Okay, the Holy Lord is right. Our Chiyan Dynasty started from scratch. From the beginning of the ancestors, we have only survived the catastrophes after a hundred years of guidance from the Xianding. To this step, I think the Holy The Lord is right, it coincides with this century-old grand event, which should not be missed." Yan Donghuang said.
There are also many supporters.
Yanzi said coldly: "Then let them go back, I will communicate with Taixu Dynasty."
Yan Donghuang nodded.
The tiger king who had just become a saint stepped forward and left with a group of people.
It is still the ancient teleportation formation, preventing them from seeing the specific situation of the ancestral land.
The place to return this time is near Bitian Pavilion.
Jin Zhilong, Wei Hongying, Lu Hengkong and Zhao Hao left one after another.
The God Tiger King did not leave immediately, but said: "My child, Lieyang, has short-sightedness, and only judges the Holy Lord and never missed it."
After speaking, he went back.
Zhang Yang heard that this tiger king who had just become a saint, when he was righteous, obviously opposed to be a dog for Yong Yetian, but now he doesn't even have a say.
In Bitian Pavilion, everyone was waiting, and when they saw him coming back, they came forward and asked.
Zhang Yang simply said it again.
Bing Yuyan said: "The immortal tripod was contaminated by the saints of the Taixu Dynasty, and there must be a way to solve it. The question is whether they will do anything secretly, especially the Yanziyou and Taixu Dynasty is not clear. "
"It's very likely." Demon Sword said, "This time they have taken advantage of this opportunity, how can they miss this opportunity."
The silver peacock said: "The most helpless person in this is the Saint Star Flame. He should support us, but he is not of the Chiyan Dynasty bloodline. Otherwise, he will speak. The situation is definitely not like this. However, he is not suitable for speaking. It will be easier. Is being made a fuss about preventing the Red Emperor from returning and continuing to be the boss himself?"
Hu Xiaofeng said: "Can we only wait passively?"
Everyone expresses their opinions.
Everyone has different ideas, but in the final analysis, they find that no matter what the method is, they seem to be in the most passive situation.
Zhang Yang lay down on the recliner in front of the railing a little lazily, looking at the rain curtain, listening to the sound of the rain, shaking the recliner lightly, his heart was calm.
All he can do now is wait.
He has done everything he can, and if the ending is really unsatisfactory, he can't help it.
"Ice beauty, come, squeeze my shoulders."
As soon as the others heard it, they huffed and disappeared.
Only Bing Yuyan was left, and she squeezed his shoulders irritably, this guy dared to order himself in front of others and beg for a fight.
"What do you think?" Bing Yuyan asked.
Zhang Yang said: "I'm not a black-robed military commander, I can't think of a way, wait."
Bing Yuyan looked condescendingly at his face, still looking delicate, and then she was in a trance. This reckless saint master, the saint master of falling stars, was only a teenager in the mid-teens.
A weird thought came to her suddenly.
The old cow eats tender grass.
Bing Yuyan's pretty face was blushing, her charming eyes were turning with streamers, and she felt a little trance for a while.
It wasn't until a finger twitched in front of her eyes that she pulled her back to her senses, lowered her head to look at him, and asked, "What are you doing."
Zhang Yang lay on the recliner, looking upwards called Beauty Killer. It is a woman who is full of flaws and weaknesses when viewed this way, but Bing Yuyan still has no flaws, he whispered: "It's really big."
Bing Yuyan blinked, then looked down, her face was blushing, her shoulder-squeezed hands suddenly exerted force, her mouth was open and grinning, and she still said with a lowly mouth: "Don't forget to wear that underwear for me look."
Bing Yuyan was ashamed: "Kill you!"