Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1753 The treasure weapon was lost and Zhang Yan panicked
  Zhang Yan shouted at the boiling water.

Zhang Yan waited for a long time, but when he saw that no one responded in the water, his brows furrowed deeper, which was very strange.

Zhang Yan turned around and took another look around him. What was going on? There could be something weird in this place.

Zhang Yan has never met a normal person like him since he came out of the mountain. It is said that people with high skills are bold.

Zhang Yan felt that because of the years he had spent in the cave, where he was neither a human nor a ghost, and he had martial arts skills, he naturally had less fear.

However, the most terrifying thing in this environment is not the invisible hands in the dark and the extra sharp eyes, but the sin and uneasiness growing in the human heart that constantly harasses him.

Zhang Yan is in this state now.

The quieter the environment, the more uneasiness in people's hearts can be infinitely expanded. In the end, like a butcher opening the wounds of his prey, the most painful and weakest places are exposed.

Zhang Yan swallowed his saliva and pursed his lips, which were both restless and thirsty.

Time passes bit by bit in the hourglass.

Zhang Yan's hands remained in a defensive posture and his arms were slightly numb.

Zhang Yan's eyes rolled.

"anyone there!"

"Come out!"

"I won't kill you if you come out."

Zhang Yan shouted loudly again.

The anxiety in my heart is increasing day by day.

"Tch. Maybe it's nothing."

"What kind of fake tricks are you doing to pretend to be a god?"

"If you like bubbles, just bubble in the water yourself. I don't care about your grandpa doing such unflattering things with you."

"Gudong."

Zhang Yan picked up his God-killing Spear and was about to leave again. The sound seemed to be on a collision course with him, and there was another weird gurgling sound coming from the bottom of the water. Zhang Yan became furious and swung his big hand. The God-killing Spear in his hand was freed from its confinement, and it fell out with Zhang Yan's strength.

A big parabola fell into the water.

Let out a louder and duller "thud" than that weird little puddle.

The God-killing Spear was submerged in the water.

Zhang Yan was anxious. He looked into the water hesitantly, and saw that the God-killing Spear had long since disappeared.

God-killing gun. This is the only magic weapon in his body.

Zhang Yan now regrets his impulsiveness and carelessness just now.

He was angry and a little over the top, but that was just out of his inner doubts, anxiety and uneasiness.

He didn't want to throw the God-killing Spear into the water.

He just had this thought, and with just one move, his strength was released.

Sometimes the body reacts faster than the brain can.

Zhang Yan was speechless.

There is only one way now, and that is for him to jump into these unknown waters to get back his precious God-killing Spear.

Zhang Yan looked at the bubbling spring water in the distance.

The whole person held his breath and tried his best!

Zhang Yan took a breath and hit the calm water with a thud, causing a huge splash in the lake water.

Zhang Yan couldn't just ignore his treasure, it had been with him for ten thousand years.

How could Zhang Yan give up the God-killing Spear just because he was a little scared?

What's more, this God-killing Spear is a top-quality innate spiritual treasure. Even if Zhang Yan drowns himself with such a superior treasure, there is no way he can let the God-killing Spear sink.

(End of this chapter)