Zhang Yang held the broken army in his hand, his eyes were like torches, standing quietly in place, like a statue. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, he poured all his will into the broken army, striving to achieve a perfect fit with it.

The unity of man and sword, Zhang Yang did not dare to ask for extravagance.

However, the only thing he could do at the moment was to urge the Jiuyang True Qi in his body as much as possible, so that the broken army could show its strongest state.

One meter ......

Two meters ......

Three-meter ......

Those dense armies of monsters are getting closer and closer.

And the stealth blood bat above his head was eyeing the tiger, and he was about to wait for the opportunity to move.

Zhang Yang had no doubt that the moment he encountered the monster army was the moment they attacked!

What a bunch of cunning guys!

The corners of his mouth hooked up a helpless wry smile, and the broken army in his hand was pulled tighter.

Here it comes!

Swish!

When the first bullet ant entered the range of the attack, Zhang Yang raised his sword and fell, and suddenly a canopy of blood mist rose, directly splitting it into two.

Whew!

Hands, chest, cheeks, thighs......

Bursts of fiery stinging pain continue to appear in every part of the body.

However, the broken army in Zhang Yang's hands did not stop at all, but because of the stimulation of severe pain, the speed increased a few points.

Killing one is enough, killing two earns one!

Zhang Yang's eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, as if he had transformed himself into a killing machine.

A ......

Two ......

Three ......

Zhang Yang calculated silently in his heart.

With each additional kill, he felt as if the pain in his body was reduced by a point.

And he seems to be completely supported by this belief in killing the enemy!

Whew!

He kept wielding his sword like this, every move, every style was not fancy, it was all instinct.

He didn't know when he would fall, only a will not to admit defeat supported him to fight.

Gradually, a wave of fatigue hit him, constantly gnawing at his heart.

He felt that the scene in front of him was becoming more and more blurry, and the pain in his body seemed to become less unforgettable.

He knew that his life was running out with the accumulation of scars and bubbling blood.

The broken army in his hands is getting heavier and heavier......

Finally, he no longer had the strength to wield it.

Bang dang!

The sword came out of his hand and slammed into the ground.

Poof!

Zhang Yang fell to the ground on his knees, slowly closing his eyes, waiting for death to come.

The next moment, I will be torn to pieces by these guys, and then become their belly food......

Liberated......

Finally, relief!

There was no pain on his face, but a light smile on his face.

"Zhang Yang! Get up, get up! ”

"Stinky boy, get me up quickly!"

"Brother Zhang Yang, wake up, wake up quickly!"

"Zhang Yang, don't leave us, don't ......"

……

In a trance, countless familiar voices sounded in my ears.

Master, Uncle, Poetry......

As these voices appeared, familiar faces flashed through my mind like slide lights.

I'm sorry, I'm really tired!

I'm so tired!

Zhang Yang said helplessly in his heart, ignoring these familiar voices and faces.

Swish!

Suddenly, a bright light lit up his dark sea of consciousness.

The next moment, a familiar figure appeared on the surging waves, standing proudly in the air, majestic, exuding a dazzling brilliance like the sun all over his body, and the entire sea of consciousness was bathed in this golden light.

Kunpeng!

It's still that familiar figure, it's still that familiar atmosphere......

The Kunpeng cub that had disappeared without a trace actually reappeared!

Zhang Yang's first reaction was hallucination.

However, the next moment he was vetoed by himself.

Not an illusion!

Definitely not!

The behemoth that appeared in the depths of his sea of consciousness was indeed the Kunpeng cub.

It's just that now it is full of golden light, and the golden glow emitted from its body is hot and dazzling, making it impossible to force people to look at!

Moreover, the aura that lingers on its body is also extraordinary.

In my impression, I am afraid that in addition to the unparalleled momentum I felt when I encountered the Chaos Soul, I could compete with it.

Even the adult gluttonous man who guards the gate of the demon realm is inferior.

Zhang Yang was blessed to his heart, and it was naturally no coincidence that he saw Kunpeng appear in his sea of consciousness at this juncture.

Although he has already made up his mind to die, as the saying goes, ants still steal life, and Zhang Yang himself still has a deep attachment to this world.

Before he saw his parents, he was unwilling to die like this.

So, he immediately tried to communicate with Kunpeng.

Luckily, with ease, he was able to connect with Kunpeng's soul and understand why it popped up at this critical moment.

It turned out that Kunpeng disappeared only because of a serious injury to his vitality and had to hide in the depths of Zhang Yang's sea of consciousness to heal his injuries.

Now, feeling that his life was rapidly disappearing, the sea of consciousness was about to collapse, and realizing that his old nest was about to collapse, he woke up from his slumber again at this critical moment.

Although its injuries have not yet fully recovered, it is a desolate beast after all, and the momentum it shows is still extraordinary.

Sure enough, it's here to help itself!

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

The desire to survive immediately soared.

Roar!

Suddenly, Kunpeng gathered enough strength to let out a terrifying roar.

With this angry roar, the sea of consciousness surged, and the power from the flood era was vented at the same time.

Although there were a large number of zombies and mutant creatures that surrounded Zhang Yang, they were all relatively low-level existences, and in the face of this powerful momentum, they immediately succumbed.

They quickly retreated, stopping about twenty meters away from Zhang Yang, and confronted him with fierce eyes, but they did not dare to continue to move forward at all.

Even, those stealth blood bats that were cautious and hid their bodies immediately revealed their hiding out of fear.

They hovered in the sky, looking extremely anxious.

At this moment, Zhang Yang no longer needs to look at it.

In fact, he felt like he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

He could sense the location of all the monsters within at least fifty meters of his body with his psychic sense alone!

Further afield, it was not his focus.

Roar!

Kunpeng roared again, and the sea of consciousness seemed to boil, constantly surging.

This is......

The layers of power poured out from the sea of consciousness, and centered on Zhang Yang, spread like rolling waves.

The power of the desolation swept across the earth and quickly filled the entire space.

The zombies and mutated creatures who did not want to leave were swept to the ground by this sweeping force, trembling on the ground, and lacking even the strength to get up.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the explosion was bounced back as if it had encountered some obstruction.

What's going on?!

With his keen spiritual sense, Zhang Yang could feel that there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking the sound waves in front of him, and they were all bounced back!

If there were a barrier such as a mountain in front of him, it would be nothing, but Zhang Yang could see clearly just now that the front was vast and immense, and it stands to reason that such a situation should not occur at all.

Ignoring the staggering zombies and mutated creatures beneath his feet, he quickly approached the invisible barrier.

Although Kunpeng appeared, his physical strength was consumed a lot due to excessive blood loss.

That is, the immortal spring water and those elixirs in his body are supporting him, otherwise he would not be able to move at this moment.

He estimated that he was at least a kilometer away from the location of the barrier at the moment, and although he could barely support it with his current physical strength, it would take too long.

Kunpeng in the sea of consciousness was actually seriously injured, and Zhang Yang was worried that this guy would not last long.

He believed that once the desolate aura emanating from his body disappeared, those guys would rush up and tear themselves to pieces.

When the thought of death was swept away, the instinct to survive once again took over all of his thoughts.

So, he took out another Poria cocos of average quality and swallowed it with the spring of immortality, hoping to use their power to speed up some speed.

Although for him at this moment, these things are like drinking to quench his thirst, and they are extremely harmful to his body, but he has no choice but to race against time.

He had to quickly figure out what the invisible barrier in front of him was.

Subconsciously, he felt that maybe this was his only chance to escape the crisis!

Because he couldn't expect Kunpeng to really jump out of the sea of consciousness to help him, and if he wanted to escape and ascend to heaven, he had to rely on himself.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yangshen walked towards the front with one shallow foot.

Because of the desolate aura on their bodies, those zombies and mutated creatures all retreated under this terrifying momentum, not daring to approach.

The more this is the case, the more Zhang Yang knows that time is precious and he must race against time.

He faintly felt that the waves in the sea of consciousness were gradually becoming calmer, and the golden brilliance on the majestic Kunpeng was gradually dissipating.

As expected, this guy is about to fall into a new slumber again.

And once it falls into a deep sleep, the aura of the desolation will inevitably disappear from itself, and at that time, these zombies and mutated creatures will no longer have any scruples, and they will inevitably rush up, and they will still be unable to escape their doom.

Step by step, little by little.

A thousand-meter distance is not far, but it is not close, but for Zhang Yang at the moment, it is really a long distance.

He raced against time, seeing that half of the Kunpeng in his body had submerged under the surface of the sea, his eyes had slowly closed, and the desolate qi on his body was also rapidly weakening.

It's close, it's coming!

Hey?

What's going on!

Zhang Yang saw that the scene opposite was exactly the same as behind him!

There seemed to be another huge mirror in front of him, projecting all the scenes on his side.

It's just that there is no shadow of him, and there is no shadow of those zombies and monsters.

At this moment, he didn't care much, and ran over with a roll.

He wanted to touch the invisible mirror and see what kind of secret was hidden behind it.

Finally, he touched it.

However, he was surprised to find that his hand could easily penetrate the mirror.

It's just that the freezing sensation hit him immediately, almost freezing his hand instantly.

Zhang Yang jerked back his hand.

I found that half of my arms had been covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and cold air was coming out.

The next moment, a sharp pain swept through his entire arm, making him can't help but exhale in pain.

At this moment, those zombies and mutated creatures that were shocked by the desolate aura also began to slow down and slowly approached him.

The stealth blood bats above his head were no longer hiding at this moment, flapping their huge flesh wings, and roaring towards him.