The First Immortal of the Heavens

The depths of the spirit hole.

There are seven night pearls, which will shine brightly in a place that is not too big.

Watching Zhang Yang, some spiritual weapons were placed in various directions.

There are knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hammers, forks and sticks.

"Each weapon has its weight increased tenfold due to prohibition?"

Zhang Yang reached out and picked up a knife.

On the surface, this knife is probably more than one hundred jin, and the starting point is more than one thousand jin.

In the eyes of other warriors in the return to the original realm, it is difficult to add to the pressure on himself, but in his hands, he still feels...a little light.

Even with ten times the gravity blessing, it feels too light to use.

He picked up the heavy-handled great axe again, still light.

Two sledgehammers, still light.

This makes Zhang Yang a little uncomfortable. He really doesn't care about the level of weapons. The requirement is only a little, enough weight, the heavier the better.

In the end, it was just right for him to use the six divine powers, and that was the best.

Obviously, there is no weapon to satisfy.

He simply took out a rope from the storage bag and **** all these weapons, which actually totaled nearly forty spiritual weapons.

You know, this is not an ordinary spiritual tool, it is a superior spiritual tool with the potential of an infinitely advanced artifact, and its value is amazing.

He lifted this bundle of spirit instruments, and at this time he had to use his divine power. In addition to the power, the other five divine powers were all applied, and the force that urged it still made him feel very relaxed.

After clearing all the weapons, he discovered that a gun was still inserted in the mountain wall, only a small part of it was exposed outside.

He pulled hard, but didn't pull.

The last hegemony used his supernatural power, and barely pulled it.

"This gun, not bad, wait for me to get it back."

Zhang Yang was interested.

He ran out quickly.

Come to the cave entrance.

A group of people headed by Li Kunhai waited patiently. In their opinion, it would be difficult to come out for a while.

They were not disturbed until Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing Zhang Yang carrying a large bundle of spiritual weapons, he was directly stupid.

Zhang Yang casually threw this bundle of spirit weapons on the ground, and said: "Everyone picks it up. There is a gun in it. I looked good, I went to get it."

He ran in again.

Li Kunhai was taken aback, and shouted: "Sir, wait a minute, the spirit tool hole cannot be connected twice, otherwise the pressure will double...double..."

At the end, he couldn't say anything, because Zhang Yang was gone.

He blinked and said, "Elder, what about others?"

Lang Yaozu pointed to the spirit tool hole and said with a tongue-opening voice: "Okay, it seems that I ran in."

"Run?!" Li Kunhai's mouth twitched, suddenly thinking of Xue Feishhuang's words in his mind.

It will be more exciting in the future!

He finally realized it again.

"The gun of the Great Venerable just now?" Lang Yaozu said.

Li Kunhai was startled: "You mean the Wolf King Spear?"

Lang Yaozu said: "Look, there are 37 spirit weapons in total here. Except for the Wolf King Spear, the others have been brought out by the Great Venerable."

Li Kunhai said: "If you get the approval of the Wolf King Spear, it will be... the Wolf King!"

Lang Yaozu said excitedly: "Since my grandfather, there have been three generations of a wolf king."

The wolf king is still above the palace owner.

************The depths of the magic hole.

Without the pressure of that large bundle of spiritual weapons, even if the pressure doubles, he is not afraid.

A little urging of the gray wolf divine power was enough to resist.

The remaining five great powers all acted on this **** spear, and with a sudden pull, it was pulled out of the mountain wall.

The gun is two meters long, the bowl is thick and thin, and the workmanship is fine. The tip of the gun is half a meter long and the sharp edge is exposed, but there are some flaws. The gun blade has several small gaps, which is good overall.

Of course, to Zhang Yang, these are not important, as long as they are heavy enough.

He juggled it twice, and under the extreme pressure in this spirit weapon cave, he felt a little sinking.

"Roar~~"

The wolf roar sounded.

A huge wolf's head emerged from the dark gun body, and roared at him ferociously.

Zhang Yang was taken aback, raised his hand and slapped it, and said angrily: "Dare to scare me."

boom!

The wolf's head was slapped.

Then, the gun body trembled, the wolf head reappeared, and he roared ferociously at him, and even the whole gun shook violently, resisting.

"What do you mean? You don't want to recognize me as the master?" Zhang Yang muttered, slapped his hand again.

The wolf's head exploded again.

Again, he slapped again.

A dozen times in a row, I didn't win.

Zhang Yang frowned. He also learned a lot from Xue Feishhuang about the so-called spirit weapons and the immeasurable artifacts. Generally speaking, he could be convinced.

This is a stubborn wolf.

Zhang Yang meditated a little, and said: "The treasures say that they can recognize the Lord with a drop of blood. I will try."

He dripped a drop of blood on the gun.

The wolf head that emerged from the gun body was roaring, his face was full of disdain, and he was struggling to resist.

When the blood entered the gun, the wolf's head suddenly showed a stunned look, and then showed a comfortable look, groaned, and retracted.

Immediately, this **** gun began to undergo subtle changes.

As if being washed, a black layer faded from the surface and turned silver.

The whole body is silver, even the tip of the spear is silver.

There are some simple lines carved on the surface of the gun body, which look beautiful. Upon closer inspection, you will find that it looks like a wolf's head just emerging.

Zhang Yang grabbed it in his hand again, and he felt connected by blood, as if it were his own arm.

The wolf's head outlined by the lines reappeared, and he rubbed his hand just as flatteringly.

Zhang Yang understands a truth, these treasures, weapons, etc., can be solved with a drop of blood, so you don't have to bother to think about the others. If one drop of blood doesn't work, then two drops of blood.

He checked the spirit weapon cave again, made sure that there was nothing left, and took the Ye Mingzhu away easily, and then walked out carrying the big silver spear.

As soon as he exited the cave, the big silver spear flew out directly, and plunged into the ground. The wolf's head came out again, roaring with excitement at the sky, like a wolf dog out of the cage.

Zhang Yang slapped him.

The wolf head retracted.

The big silver gun was still shaking, and the tip of the gun hummed.

There was silence all around.

Li Kunhai, Grand Elder Lang Yaozu, Lang Xiaotian and other five hundred wolf cavalry were all staring dumbfounded.

When Zhang Yang grabbed the big silver spear again, headed by Li Kunhai, all the people in the Canglang Palace saluted.

"See the Wolf King!"

Zhang Yang looked around, no one, just himself.

"Palace Master, I am the Great Lord, not a wolf king."

Li Kunhai said solemnly: "The rules of the Canglang Palace are approved by the Holy Spear of the Wolf King, and he is the Wolf King."

Zhang Yang looked at the big silver gun in his hand and said, "Is this a holy gun?"

An aggrieved wolf howl came from inside the big silver gun.

Li Kunhai said: "It used to be a spiritual weapon, but for various reasons, there is still a great hope to recover, and even a spiritual weapon is the first spiritual weapon, and the spear spirit can still choose the master, so it is a wolf. The king spear recognizes that he is the wolf king."

"In the past, the only palace lord was the Wolf King..."

Zhang Yang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Stop talking!"

Going on, this palace lord is his.

He said: "I will be the wolf king and you will be the palace lord."

Li Kunhai said: "This..."

"If you don't agree, I don't want this shot." Zhang Yang said.

The head of the wolf suddenly came out of the wolf king's gun, biting the open sleeve, for fear of being abandoned.