At this moment, Zhang Yang, who was still in danger just now, seemed to have undergone an unpredictable change, and a grand light suddenly appeared above his head that penetrated the heavens and the earth!

Hongguang is constantly changing in the illusion, but everyone still sees something abnormal, how can Hongguang become more and more like a figure!

The old man of Tianfu suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed, "How is it possible! ”

And Mo Wu, who was face to face with Zhang Yang, naturally felt the changes in Zhang Yang more clearly, plus he was a person from the ghost city of Youyun, so he knew more about the grand light that suddenly rose on Zhang Yang's body.

"Soul of Martial Arts!"

What's going on? Mo Wu was a little stunned, as the name suggests, the soul of martial arts can only appear when the martial artist condenses his soul, but it is not without exceptions.

At the beginning, Feng Yi killed several people in the ghost city of Youyun, one of them condensed the soul of martial arts, although it was extremely fragile, but it was also the soul of martial arts. This is the unique secret technique of the ghost city of Youyun, and no one knows what the ghost city of Youyun has inherited, which can actually allow the martial artist to form the soul of martial arts when he enters the Dao.

But Zhang Yang is not from Youyun Ghost City, and although the martial arts soul he has just formed is fragile, it is also different from the mixed martial arts soul of Youyun Ghost City, Zhang Yang's martial arts soul is extremely pure, and it is not much different from those strong people who have just entered the contemplation.

Why the hell is that!

Mo Wu's eyes were red, the soul of the martial arts in the ghost city of Youyun sounded like the soul of the martial arts, but in fact it was just a fake soul condensed at the cost of overdrawing the potential of the martial arts!

But Zhang Yang is a genuine martial arts soul, he can't admit his mistake, who else can condense such a pure martial arts soul except the condensing martial arts!

Mo Wu was jealous and angry, and the monstrous killing intent was three points stronger, and Zhang Yang must die!

Entered the path of killing. is about to cast his body and condense the soul of martial arts, no matter which one it is, it means that this guy will definitely not be able to live anymore, if he is given a few more years, who can still restrain him!

"Die!"

Mo Wu decided not to give Zhang Yang a chance to fight back, he wanted to kill this guy with his strongest strength, he must kill him!

Zhang Yang himself was also a little stunned, how could something go wrong in a good manner, he didn't know much about the soul of martial arts, at most he had heard someone say it.

If Mo Wu hadn't said it just now. He didn't even know that he was condensing the soul of martial arts in this state.

Originally, this was a good thing, a great thing that everyone couldn't ask for, but at this time, Zhang Yang had an urge to scold his mother!

When can't you condense the soul of martial arts, why choose now, even God is playing with himself? If only I could speak. At this time, Zhang Yang must greet God, his ancestors for eighteen generations!

Yes, he couldn't move. Even if Mo Wu's fist was already close to him, there was nothing he could do. Not even the power to dodge.

Zhang Yang really wanted to scold, he was going crazy, he still had a trick, and the small world at the bottom of the box, but now everything is over! He hadn't had time to be arrogant once, and he hadn't had time to kill the bastard Mowu. Before he had time to settle down the three thousand blood slaughter guards, and before he achieved an undefeated reputation, was he going to die?

The people watching the battle were also dumbfounded, and everyone could see that Zhang Yang couldn't move. Losing the ability to act at such a time of crisis is a big joke!

It has only been hundreds of years since Wulin produced such a demon as Zhang Yang, whether they hate him or envy him, but everyone doesn't want to see Zhang Yang die like this.

This kind of death is a blasphemy for Zhang Yang, and it is also a shame for those warriors who were defeated under Zhang Yang, he can die in battle, but he must not be killed without backhand!

Could it be that this is a blessing that is incomparable, and a disaster that does not go alone? Zhang Yang was obviously about to cast his body, and he was about to condense the soul of martial arts, but now he actually lost his ability to act when he was fighting against a strong body caster!

Mo Wu's golden face showed an incomparably cheerful smile, even God couldn't stand it? Zhang Yang, this guy has been favored too much, and God has finally opened his eyes!

Mo Wu almost wanted to go back and worship God, you must know that he has always believed in God, but this time is definitely an exception.

"Don't!"

Seeing that Mo Wu's huge fist was already approaching Zhang Yang's head, Qin Tian was suddenly shocked, how could this be, why was this!

Doesn't God bless me Nanwu? Could it be that God is really blind to his dog's eyes!

Qin Tian really wanted to cry out loud, his ideals, his expectations, everything he had was over with Zhang Yang's death!

"Stop!"

Qin Tian's exclamation couldn't move Mo Wu, but the lightning-fast giant fist of the old man of Tianfu made him stop moving.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was about to die in his own hands, but was disturbed by the bastards of Tianfu, Mo Wu was furious and shouted: "Ji Wudao, you dare to stop me!" ”

Ji Wudao's face showed fanaticism, and he laughed and said: "Mowu, the old man has long heard that you are arrogant, and today the old man has itchy hands, why don't you have a competition?" ”

Mo Wu's face turned green, there was no greater joy and sorrow than this, just now he was still laughing and laughing, and it was his turn in a moment.

Ji Wudao is the second strongest person in the Tianfu Ji family, with extraordinary strength and sainthood, and he has been at the peak of his body for many years, except for concentrating, who can be his opponent.

Thinking that this Mo Wu is not entangled with him at all, the top priority today is to kill Zhang Yang, as long as Zhang Yang is dead, someone will naturally clean up this old thing.

He could think of this, Ji Wudao naturally wouldn't have thought of it, seeing that Mo Wu was unintentionally entangled, Ji Wudao punched out without saying a word. This punch was a world of difference compared to Zhang Yang just now, Mo Wu was knocked away by a punch before he could fight back, and a small crack actually appeared in his golden-like body.

Mo Wu was completely furious, and roared frantically: "Ji Wudao! If you look for death, will Tianfu cut itself off from the hermit! ”

Ji Wudao sneered and sneered: "Joke, you can represent the Yin Clan!" The three clans and nine families of the hidden clan, what kind of thing are you Youyun Ghost City, colluding with outsiders like Xianwutang to murder the people of the hidden clan, you Youyun Ghost City is a traitor! ”

"Presumptuous!"

Mo Wu was furious, and he couldn't care about it anymore, and his body changed back to its original size again, but the golden light flickering on his body was even richer.

Although he valued Zhang Yang in the battle with Zhang Yang just now, he would not show all his strength, but now in the face of Ji Wudao, he had to use all his strength.

The two became entangled without saying a word, although Ji Wudao was the peak strength of the casting. But after all, he is old, his energy is not as good as Mo Wu, and the gap between the realm of casting itself is not very large, although he was entangled with Mo Wu for a while, he had no spare strength to help Zhang Yang get out of the predicament.

The two of them became more and more courageous the more they fought, but they were pitiful for Zhang Yang, it was not easy for a semi-saint like Qin Tian to enter the void, and he had no spare strength to help Zhang Yang get out of trouble.

And most of the others also have the mentality of watching the show, and they don't bother to interfere with the life and death of the public, if they are affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two body-casting powerhouses, it will be unlucky.

The range of the battle between the two was near Zhang Yang. In less than a moment, Kung Fu Zhang Yang was shaken half-dead by the aftermath, and a large gulp of blood spurted out.

However, if everyone took a closer look, they would find that the blood that Zhang Yang spit out flickered more and more gold, until it was almost completely golden.

Casting the incorruptible body of King Kong is not so simple, although Zhang Yang is infinitely close to the realm of casting body. But after all, there is still a big hurdle that has not passed. His physical body is indeed a first-tier stronger than that of ordinary Dao powerhouses, but it is more than a thousand times different from those who are strong in casting.

Martial artists who have originally reached this realm need to be tempered slowly. It is not until the strength of the flesh that you can go further to find the opportunity to step into the casting body.

It can be publicized differently. His internal strength has completely met the requirements of casting, and the only difference is his physique, but because he has improved too fast, his physical strength cannot be improved at all for a while.

But now it's a good thing, the aftermath of the battle between the two keeps tearing apart his flesh, although Zhang Yang himself can't move. But the idea can still be used, don't stuff a lot of flesh-restoring pills into your mouth like money. In a matter of moments, his body was torn apart and reunited. Tearing, compounding, getting stronger every time.

This method can also be used by ordinary people, but who can withstand the pain of hundreds or thousands of physical tears, and no one can have such a big deal as Zhang Yang, there will be so many pills to restore the body.

Although the strength of his body continues to increase, Zhang Yang still can't help but scold his mother, he would rather not have such a cast, which is too torturous.

Not only is it torturous, but this energy cannot be less, these pills can restore the body so quickly, they are all saint-level pills, and each one requires millions of points of energy.

Although he still has nearly 500 million energy left, he can't afford to spend it like this, which he saved to build a small world.

Seeing that the energy was slowly decreasing, and the illusory soul body above his head was gradually condensing, Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, if he didn't condense again, he really wanted to die.

In just a few tens of seconds, he took hundreds of pills, if it weren't for the infinite supply of the system as long as there was energy, who could take out so many saint-level pills to be consumed by him. But this is all energy, 500 million energy is less than half in a blink of an eye, God killed him this time.

It's a pity that God won't let Zhang Yang live so well, the casting body is against the sky, if it's so simple, wouldn't it be sorry for those strong people who have been struggling in the Dao for a hundred years.

Just when Ji Wudao and Mo Wu were having a good time, an earth-shattering laughter suddenly sounded in the distance, and it was Hong Wude, who was following Zhang Yang.

Originally, he should have appeared a long time ago, but he was delayed for a while on the way, and later sensed that Mo Wu and Zhang Yang were fighting, so he thought that Mo Wu would definitely be able to take Zhang Yang, so he was not ready to intervene. For the strong people in their realm, sometimes the strong are not only not grateful for interfering in the war, but also cause resentment.

But who would have thought that Mo Wu would not be able to win Zhang Yang in a short time, and it also allowed him to condense the soul of martial arts, and later Ji Wudao intervened to stop him, so he had to intervene.

"Mowu, the deity is here to help you!"

Mo Wu frowned slightly, but now is not the time to care about this, Ji Wudao is old and spicy after all, and he will struggle for a long time, so he has no chance to kill Zhang Yang.

"I don't need your help, kill Zhang Yang!"

Ji Wudao's face changed drastically, he sighed in his heart, and glanced at Zhang Yang not far away, boy, the old man can help at most.

It's okay for him to entangle Mo Wu, but it's impossible for him to work hard for Zhang Yang and Mo Wu, he and Zhang Yang don't have that friendship yet. Even if he pesters Mo Wu, it's not entirely for publicity, it's just a casual thing, since Hong Wude is here, Ji Wudao will naturally not meddle in matters anymore.

Hong Wude laughed, he didn't care about Ji Wudao, since Mo Wu could hold it, he didn't bother to fight with an old powerhouse like Ji Wudao.

Glancing at Zhang Yang, who was floating in the void and unable to move, Hong Wude had an excited smile on his face, "Zhang Yang, you owe me too much to Xianwutang." The old man will avenge your colleagues today, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

Time seemed to freeze, Hong Wude's action was infinitely extended, and the expression on Zhang Yang's face was also visible at this moment.

There is no fear that everyone expected, and there is no imaginary unwillingness, only calm, which makes people feel the peace of fear.

Although Hong Wude felt that something was wrong, he didn't care, not to mention that Zhang Yang couldn't move, even if he maintained his original combat strength, he couldn't help him. He is the strength of the late stage of casting, and he is only stronger than Mo Wu. Zhang Yang couldn't even break Mowu's defenses, let alone him.

Just when Qin Tian was desperate, just when everyone watching the battle was infinitely emotional, Zhang Yang suddenly moved!

Hong Wude's fist slammed into the air, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate. Before the whole person could react, he just felt that the world was spinning. The whole person was knocked out in a daze.

Zhang Yang didn't entangle with him. Although he has condensed the soul of martial arts, there is still a gap between him and his casting. The just shot Hong Wude was just a sudden outbreak while he was unprepared.

Although Hong Wude was shot away, he was not injured, and once he was prepared, Zhang Yang couldn't do anything with him.

Thinking that Zhang Yang was not entangled with him at all, the figure disappeared from everyone's sight in a flash. Before everyone could react, Zhang Yang had already appeared behind Mo Wu, who was fighting with Ji Wudao.

"Teleport!"

The powerful people who watched the battle suddenly exclaimed, and their eyes flashed with an incredible red light, but they quickly figured out what to do and stopped talking.

Teleportation is the prerogative of the Concentration and the Void Breaker. The difference is just the length of the distance. In the final analysis, teleportation is nothing more than using the soul of martial arts to break through the void barrier and create an invisible void passage between two points.

Since Zhang Yang has condensed the soul of martial arts, it is normal for him to be able to teleport, but everyone is surprised that Zhang Yang is really bold, you must know that his soul of martial arts has just been condensed, isn't he afraid that the anti-shock power of the void barrier is too strong to shatter his soul of martial arts.

But they don't know what Zhang Yang thinks, maybe people have this confidence.

How did they know that Zhang Yang also did it unintentionally, he saw that Hong Wude and Mo Wu were there, and knew that there would definitely be no chance to kill one of them today. Zhang Yang has already made up his mind to retreat first this time, and then settle accounts with these people when he casts his body.

But when he left, he also had to give Mo Wu, the bastard who almost killed him, a little color, he thought in his heart that he would be ruthless before Mo Wu could react, but he didn't expect that he would appear behind Mo Wu just after this idea.

Zhang Yang didn't react for a while, and he didn't wake up until someone exclaimed him, but at this time, Mo Wu also reacted, and hurriedly gritted his teeth and risked being injured by Ji Wudao and rose into the air.

By the time Zhang Yang wanted to make a sneak attack, Mo Wu had already withdrawn from the confrontation with Ji Wudao, and even if he wanted to sneak attack at this time, it would be too late.

Seeing that things could not be publicized or entangled, he sneered and flew into the distance at great speed, grabbed Qin Tian, who was still in a daze, and quickly fled to the ground without saying a word.

This time, although he suffered the loss of underestimating the strong body caster, he also condensed the soul of martial arts because of the blessing of misfortune, and the strength of his body was hundreds of times stronger than before. Although he is only one step away from casting now, Hong Wude and Mo Wu are both strong people who have been casting for many years, and he can't help them when they join forces.

As for Ji Wudao, Zhang Yang had already seen that he had no intention of working hard for himself, although the other party helped him, but Zhang Yang didn't dare to completely count on this guy.

Otherwise, when Mo Wu retreated just now, Ji Wudao had every chance to seriously injure Mo Wu, but this old guy stood by and didn't have the idea of making a move.

As soon as Zhang Yang left, Mo Wu and Hong Wude woke up, and Mo Wu was suddenly furious and shouted: "Hugh go!" ”

After saying that, the figure had disappeared in front of everyone, Hong Wude's eyes flickered for a moment, and he didn't stop snorting lightly, but he didn't follow Mowu to pursue Zhang Yang, but fell in the direction of the East China Sea.

When several parties left, the other strong people who watched the battle also hurriedly retreated, and they had to go back to sum up this matter today.

Zhang Yang actually condensed the soul of martial arts, although Zhang Yang was far inferior to the soul condensation powerhouse, but what does this mean, it means that once Zhang Yang reaches the peak of the casting body in the future, he can directly break through the soul condensation.

And seeing that Zhang Yang is about to cast his body, it is not far away to think that this soul condensation will not be far away, and there will be one more invincible-level powerhouse in the world from now on.

As for Mo Wu's catching up with everyone, he was not optimistic, originally Mo Wu couldn't kill Zhang Yang before he condensed his soul, let alone now. Although Mo Wu is not easy to mess with, except for Ji Wudao, no one present is his opponent, but Zhang Yang is a soft persimmon, and it is better for them to watch the play.

Everyone dispersed, and Ji Wudao, who was independent of the void, tugged at his long beard and sighed lightly: "It's an eventful season, the old man doesn't know if it's right or wrong this time." ”

This time, Zhang Yang can be said to have made great contributions to get out of danger safely, but is this really right?

Zhang Yang can't use common sense to make this person, who knows if he will miss this in the future, and besides, the attitude of the Lord of Heaven is not clear, and it is not certain whether he is an enemy or a friend.

It's okay to be a friend, but if it's an enemy, Ji Wudao can't even think about it. That kid doesn't seem to be far away, and seeing that he has a strong accumulation, once he breaks the influence of the Killing Dao, who knows if he will even be promoted to the third level, and it is possible to directly break through the condensation.

This is still because everyone doesn't know that Zhang Yang still has the Dragon Ball in his hand and has not taken it, plus Zhang Yang doesn't have to worry about the small world, maybe it is possible to break the void in a short time.

And Zhang Yang is also considered lucky, he couldn't use the small world a few times, otherwise he would definitely be discovered by those who were concentrating on the void and breaking the powerhouse, and I am afraid it would not be so simple at that time. (To be continued......)