Go back twenty days.

Not long after Song Ziyang left Cao Cheng's residence, two monks infiltrated it silently.

In the bodies of these two people, they both exude a strong coercion, and the momentum is amazing, so that people can see at a glance that they are both strong.

They all looked to be around forty years old, and their appearance was ordinary, with nothing outstanding about them.

The two carefully searched this courtyard and found no trace of Song Ziyang.

Eventually, they stopped in the living room.

The bluestone on the ground is pitted with signs of corrosion.

"Poison doctor Zhang He died here, but the kid is gone. One of them frowned and said, "I think I killed someone, and then fled." ”

The other shook his head and said, "Our people have been staring at this place for the past few days, but they haven't seen that kid leave. ”

"Du Laosan, who can you keep an eye on with that group of rubbish under you?" the man sneered at the beginning and said disdainfully.

This yin-yang warlock named Du Laosan immediately shouted angrily when he heard this: "Zhang Yang, you have a kind of say another word, see if I don't tear you!"

Regarding his threat, the middle-aged man named Zhang Yang didn't care at all, just glanced at him lazily, and said with a smile: "Obviously a yin-yang warlock, but he just learns to speak from other soldiers." You're weak, and you're not as strong as a cow, and you're tearing me ......apart?"

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Is what I said wrong? Those people under your command are not enough waste? After staring here for so long, I don't even know when they will leave!"

"Humph!"

The two of them seemed to be extremely familiar with each other, and Du Laosan was not really angry, so he snorted coldly at this time, and defended unconvincedly: "This kid is good at the art of disguise, and he disappears with a different face at every turn, how can my subordinates distinguish it? Moreover, we are staring at it relatively late, and we only arranged for people to keep an eye on this place after the death of the old poison, maybe that kid has already run away." ”

"This is the place where the poison doctor Zhang He died. ”

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the potholes on the ground, and suddenly said softly.

Du Laosan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered and said: "You still need to say that there are only traces of fighting in the entire courtyard, and these potholes on the ground should be corroded by the venom in the body of the old poison after he died, and the blind can see it." ”

Zhang Yang glanced at him, surprisingly did not quarrel, but quickly took out all kinds of array materials from within the void ring, and arranged a soul conjuring array in the place where the poison doctor Zhang He died.

The Soul Summoning Array is considered to be a relatively alternative magic circle among the secret methods of yin and yang, which can communicate yin and yang, recall the remnant souls of monks who died not long ago, and reproduce the picture before death.

In terms of efficacy, it is similar to the altar arranged by the Qiu family.

It's just that the exercises of the Yin Fu Sect Qiu family are more the product of combining with witchcraft, which is more mysterious and ruthless.

There are many restrictions on the use of the Soul Summoning Circle, the most important of which is that there must be a "Soul Channel".

The so-called "soul channel" refers to the things on the monk's body, such as hair, fingernails, and even severed limbs, or the sojourn carrier of the separation of the spirit and soul.

Only with the "Soul Guide" can the Soul Conjuring Array be successfully cast.

However, since Zhang Yang directly arranged the Soul Summoning Array, he was still very well prepared.

He directly took out the jade plate of the poison doctor Zhang He's soul dwelling, placed it at the eye of the soul conjuring array, and then began to operate the power of yin and yang, urging the magic array.

The Spiritualist Array was successfully operational, and the purple jade plate began to flicker with a ghostly light, and a trace of ethereal mist, out of nowhere, circulated in the Spiritualist Array, and strange symbols lit up one after another around it.

The fog gradually thickened, manifesting into the appearance of a human being, and the silhouette of Zhang He could be vaguely seen.

At the beginning, there were some scenes that appeared intermittently: it was a machete, and when it slashed at the head, the figure turned into mist instantly broke in two......

It was the picture before Zhang He's death, and Zhang He's figure gradually became clear.

He was in ecstasy, and all his mind was condensed on the magic circle, infused with the power of yin and yang, and it was difficult to retrace.

Rumble!

But at the moment when Song Ziyang's figure appeared, this soul conjuring array exploded.

All the refining materials turned into powder, and the purple jade plaque where the crane lived with a trace of the soul before his death was also silently annihilated at this moment, and the powder flakes.

The scene of the white mist displayed in front of the two of them completely disappeared.

"Poof!"

Zhang Yang spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and fell to the sky.

This magic circle was connected to his mind, and at this moment, the magic circle exploded, and his spirit was also shocked and injured.

"Lao Zhang, are you okay?"

Du Laosan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and by the way, he directly passed a huge yin and yang power, entered his body, and guarded his heart, so as not to be broken by the terrifying backlash force.

"Whew...... Poof!"

Zhang Yang's internal organs seemed to be displaced, and it took a long time to recover, and he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood again, and after a long breath, he said with palpitations, "This son has a treasure that covers the heavens, and at this time, he borrowed the soul conjuring array to probe the heavenly machine, and he happened to be on the way, and he was almost killed by the power of this anti-devouring magic circle!"

"A treasure that covers the heavens?"

Du Laosan was stunned for a moment, and said with a shocked face: "I have cultivated such a treasure for so many years, but I have never even seen it, how can that kid have it?"

After saying this, his eyes flashed with strong jealousy and greed.

"This kid has a great secret, don't forget, he can even urge the Qimen Treasure Thunder Bottle, according to the latest news from the Holy Treasure Building, Lao Jin died in his hands, and many people saw that scene with their own eyes. The thunder that bloomed from the Thunder Bottle killed Jin Kesu and several other Spring and Autumn Gate disciples in seconds, this is really unbelievable!"

Zhang Yang was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Even if you and I have the cultivation and strength now, and we have obtained the Thunder Bottle, it is difficult to successfully collect the Thunder, and the Soul of the Mountain Realm cannot withstand the Thunder Divine Power at all, I really can't figure out how this kid managed to put the Thunder into the Thunder Bottle!"

"I really want to catch this kid and snatch all the treasures on his body!" Du Laosan said with a greedy expression.

Then, after a slight pause, he said, "This matter, let's inform Manager Zhuang as soon as possible and see how he solves it?"

"You can't rush over as soon as possible, you have to rush over as quickly as possible!" Zhang Yang shook his head vigorously and said with difficulty, "When my body recovers, let's set off immediately to find Manager Zhuang, with his strength, he may be able to have the opportunity to perform a spiritualist spell, so as to find out the whereabouts of that kid!"

Du Laosan said with a serious face: "Okay, I'll protect the Fa for you, and you recover as soon as possible!"

Zhang Yang didn't talk nonsense, he sat cross-legged on the ground without hesitation, took a detoxification pill, and directly began to meditate and cultivate to treat his injuries.

......

Yin Fu Gate, Qiu Family, in the study.

The head of the family, Qiu Yueming, has been standing at the desk for a long time, like a sculpture, and the expression on his face is extremely calm, and he can't see joy and anger.

Behind him, stood a kind of master and ruler of the Qiu family.

On the lower right side of him is the peerless powerhouse of the clan, Yeqing.

There are three portraits in front of him, the first is Song Ziyang's original appearance, the second is his appearance wearing a human skin mask, and the third painting is just a human skin mask.

"The remnants of the Nine Palaces Sect, Song Ziyang, the sevenfold minor monk of the Tibetan Sea. ”

He muttered word by word.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared at everyone, and a terrifying coercion was released, enveloping everyone's heads: "It's such a kid, he killed Qiu Ruoyu and took away Su Musha, it's such a kid, turning our entire Qiu family around ......"

No one spoke, and no one even dared to look at him.

Especially Qiu Zhantong, the head of the third vein, his head was almost lowered to the ground, and his face was full of fear.

"Things are already very clear and clear, Qiu Ruoyu and Lao Cheng and the two of them wanted to hunt him secretly because they found Song Ziyang's traces, but the final result was that a monk who was infinitely close to moving mountains and a next generation cultivated by the Qiu family joined forces to be killed by others!"

Qiu Yueming continued, "If it weren't for spending a lot of money from the Holy Treasure Building to buy his news, I'm afraid our Qiu family would still be kept in the dark, and all the monks above the mountain realm would still be searched. ”

Still no one answered.

"What's wrong, you're dumb?"

Qiu Yue shouted loudly.

Everyone was silent and silent.

"In Qingzhou, only our Qiu family knows that this Babel Tower is not yet the day of the real opening, but it has been stirred by heaven and earth, and it has appeared a few days in advance, and it can only enter the first two floors, and it will soon retire, disappearing, waiting for the day of the real opening. And according to the records of the ancient books left by our Qiu family, below the third layer, if there is no space treasure to avoid those calamities, all those who enter it will die, and there is no escape!"

"In order to avoid being noticed, we have been very careful in arranging so long in advance, I really didn't expect that in the end, things still changed! Qiu Ruoyu was killed, and the space supreme treasure Su curtain was lost, and it fell on the remnants of the Nine Palace Sect. ”

"Then, check it for me now, even if you dig three feet into the ground in the entire Qingzhou, you have to find him for me!"

Qiu Yueming waved his hand, and the three portraits were all turned into ashes.

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed.

......

I don't know how deep the years are.

In the blink of an eye, Song Ziyang had been in this dilapidated temple for nearly a month.

His entry into the realm has been thousands of miles in a day, whether it is the strength of his divine soul or his cultivation, he has soared all the way, from the beginning of entering the Seventh Layer of the Tibetan Sea, to the peak of the Eighth Layer of the Hidden Sea with ease.

Even as long as he is willing, he has now broken through the bottleneck and stepped into the ninth level of the Tibetan Sea.