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- Promote the black zombie on the spot and welcome the thunder disaster?
probably not! Because there are restrictions on suppressing mana here, the whole body's mana feels empty, and the possibility of advancement on the spot is almost zero. As long as that's not the case, everything is fine.
" Overcoming the lightning tribulation is the most important thing for a zombie. If you survive the thunder tribulation under such circumstances, you will really die miserably. £® com
forget it! Don¡¯t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected! If you survive the thunder tribulation while your magic power is suppressed, you will definitely die.
Zhang Yang cannot take this risk!
Although the flesh and blood of a Nascent Soul cultivator is important, it is nothing compared to risking death.
Wanting to understand this truth, he looked at the corpse of Old Monster Fei on the ground. Zhang Yang pursed his lips and suppressed the reluctance in his heart.
After a moment¡¯s hesitation, he reached out to lift up Old Monster Fei¡¯s body and hid it behind a rock.
With both spiritual consciousness and magic power being suppressed, it was impossible to see the body with the naked eye even if someone was passing by.
Zhang Yang was already secretly making plans to take this body away with him when he walked back from the marrow washing pool.
Shangguan Mo'er looked at Zhang Yang's action of hiding the body in surprise. Then, after thinking about it for a moment, he understood the key and couldn't help but roll his eyes with a helpless expression on his face.
"Have you ever noticed, Fellow Daoist Zhang, that Monster Fei came out of this stone door just now and seemed to be in a very embarrassed state? Could it be that there is something terrifying in this stone door?" Shangguan Mo'er asked, looking at the dark stone cave. road.
Zhang Yang thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. It's just that I was so excited just now that I actually ignored this point.
??At this moment, he started to clear his eyes, with blue light shining in his eyes, and looked towards the cave behind the stone door.
Soon, Zhang Yang had a disappointed expression on his face.
The cave didn¡¯t go very far before it turned and turned. Although Qing Lingmu is powerful, it has no turning effect.
"I'm not too sure about this. Could it be that the marrow washing pool is in it?" Zhang Yang guessed, rubbing his chin with his hand.
"Impossible!" Shangguan Mo'er said firmly, "Grandpa Seventh once said that the location of the marrow washing pool is uncertain. It can appear anywhere by swimming back and forth in the ruins of Tianfu. And this mountain range should follow the washing process. The marrow pools are connected as one and move at the same time. The marrow-washing pool is always at the top of the mountain range."
"In this case, our goal is the marrow washing pool, so there is no need to add any extraneous complications!" Zhang Yang was cautious in his life, and he was unwilling to take risks with unknown things.
"My little sister also has this intention."
The two of them agreed, no longer hesitating, and quickly continued to climb the stairs.
Not long after the two left, a series of heavy footsteps came from the cave behind the stone door.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Along with the sound of footsteps, two figures slowly appeared.
The person in charge turned out to be Old Monster Xiong from Puwang Sect.
The figure behind him can no longer be described as a human being. He is almost ten feet tall and has a burly build. His whole body is dark and shiny. It is not flesh and blood, but has a metallic texture
Mechanical puppet!
This is actually a mechanical puppet!
However, looking at the appearance of this mechanical puppet, the expression on its face is quite lively, as if it has a certain spiritual power.
"Hmph! It's a pity that the old guy Fei Fei escaped. I couldn't kill him at such a good opportunity this time. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future!"
The old monster Xiong sighed and called back: "Tiekui, let's go! I want to see who can do anything to you within the scope of this magic power restriction! Hahaha"
"Yes, Master!"
The rumbling voice of the mechanical puppet Tie Kui sounded - yes! This mechanical puppet can actually see and speak.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With the sound of heavy footsteps, two figures, one large and one small, headed towards the top of the mountain.
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"Huh? It's you!"
This sentence seems to be the sentence Zhang Yang heard the most today.
It¡¯s such a coincidence. When Zhang Yang and the two rushed to the top of the mountain, they saw several figures confronting each other. Two of them were quite familiar. They turned out to be the White Witch Corpse King, the left guardian of the Corpse Refining Sect, and Weng Qingyu of the Tianyu Sect.
"Gah ga ga, kid, it seems that you and I are really destined! I didn't expect that you could actually escape from Weng Qingyu and Old Monster Feng. It's rare??, rare! "The White Witch Corpse King's eyes lit up when he looked at Zhang Yang, "Boy, come here quickly. I will take good care of you! "
After Zhang Yang killed Old Monster Fei, he took off the human skin mask and never put it back on. Furthermore, with an existence at the level of the White Witch Corpse King, as long as you feel the aura on his body, you will never recognize the wrong person.
"Hey, thank you, senior! I've got some opportunities, and self-protection is not a problem now, so I won't bother senior."
Zhang Yang is still a little worried about the White Witch Corpse King. Mao Zheng is at the same level as the human Nascent Soul monk; however, his physical power is much stronger.
Under the current situation where the mana is suppressed, one can imagine how powerful the White Witch Corpse King is in combat. Zhang Yang also didn't want to face him head-on.
Zhang Yang was a little surprised. How did the other people form a confrontation with the White Witch Corpse King?
Weng Qingyu is no longer wearing the gorgeous clothes, but is wearing a black dragon scale armor, and there is a circular magic weapon in his hand. At first glance, he looks extremely sharp and extraordinary.
There was a man with a bull head next to him, but he was a demon cultivator.
Zhang Yang nodded secretly. There is really no mediocre person who can appear here. At the same time, the arrogance in his heart due to killing old monster Fei also calmed down a little. Be extremely careful and start dealing with it.
"In front of this group of sophisticated people, if you are not careful, you may be eaten up by the opponent without leaving any scraps.
"If everyone's magic power wasn't suppressed here, Zhang Yang would definitely fly away as soon as he saw them, running as far as he could.
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The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang and said softly: "Sure enough! In a short period of time, he has advanced to the state of purple zombie perfection. I believe that after leaving this ruins of Tianfu, I can survive the thunder tribulation at any time, right?" Hehe, it¡¯s not easy! In just a few years, he was able to advance from the peak of the little wandering corpse to the perfection of the purple zombie. What the boy got is probably not an ordinary opportunity, right?"
Following the words of the White Witch Corpse King, the tauren next to him, who had no reaction at all, also had a look of surprise on his face. He glanced at Zhang Yang with some concern, but then quickly turned his head away, and a buzzing sound rang out. : "Stop talking about this. The marrow washing pool is right in front of you now. Don't you two plan to keep wasting it like this? The longer it takes, the more people will come, and the fewer opportunities you will have!"
"Obviously, this tauren didn't take Zhang Yang seriously at all, and Shangguan Mo'er next to him was even more ignored.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, it was best if the other party thought so. Let the three of them fight to the death first, and finally reap the benefits, which is better than anything else.
With this thought in mind, he quietly pulled Shangguan Moer and started to retreat.
"Huh!" At this time, Weng Qingyu snorted softly, his figure swayed, a stream of light passed by, and the ring in his hand chopped off towards Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was startled and was about to dodge when he heard a gust of wind behind him.
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Ding!
There was a crisp sound, and a black iron rod lay across in front of Zhang Yang, which could easily break the ring.
¡°However, a mark was also cut on the black iron rod.
But it was the White Witch Corpse King who suddenly intervened and blocked the blow for Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang could see clearly that the black iron rod obviously didn't look like a mortal thing, but it looked so unbearable. One can imagine how powerful this Immortal Killing Circle must be. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his intuition told him that this was definitely an existence that could cause harm to him.
Looking at the scratches on the black iron rod, the White Witch Corpse King looked extremely distressed. He kept stroking it with his hands and cursed: "Old Monster, you are a coward, you will kill the immortal with this This is a trap to bully people. Last time I cut off my demon-suppressing stick, I haven¡¯t settled the score with you yet, and this time I cut off my master¡¯s wish-fulfilling stick If you have the ability to throw away this broken trap, let¡¯s have a fair fight.¡±
"Hey, Corpse King is joking! Magical weapons and magic weapons are part of one's own cultivation. Who in the world of cultivation doesn't understand this truth? But you, Corpse King, it seems that I cut off your arm last time and didn't leave you any lessons. Ah!" Weng Qingyu said with a cold tone, "But, what does the zombie king mean by saving this little zombie now? Could it be that he is really your disciple and he wants to come out and take advantage when we are both injured in the fight? ?¡±
"Hey, Old Monster Weng is really getting more cowardly as he gets older! It's just a little purple zombie. How can it cause harm to you and me? It's just that he has some connection with me, so I have to protect him. Let's fight among ourselves. , what does it have to do with him!" The White Witch Corpse King smiled, and his burly figure was already blocking Zhang Yang, obviously afraid that Weng Qingyu would come back againtimes.
"If it were normal times, I wouldn't care if it was an ordinary hairy dog, not to mention a small purple one. But nowhehe, it's better to be more careful." Weng Qingyu smiled coldly.
Zhang Yang was furious when he heard it and just wanted to chop this Weng Qingyu into pieces. Seeing that his conspiracy of sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers is about to succeed, if he is disturbed by this guy, it will be very bad.
Sure enough, I heard the tauren also speak: "Old Monster Weng is right this time. Under such circumstances, this purple zombie cannot be kept. Otherwise, there is no way that I will join forces with Old Monster Weng to get rid of you." "
The White Witch Corpse King struggled for a while, and finally sighed: "Okay! This purple zombie is extremely important to me. Since the two of you said so, I would rather give up the opportunity of this marrow washing pool, and take this with me My head was numb and I left first."
Weng Qingyu and the tauren both had surprised expressions on their faces, staring at Zhang Yang. Unfortunately, without the help of spiritual consciousness, they didn't see anything strange in the end. ! .
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