For Zhang Muyang's instructions, Zhao Hongbing did not neglect at all, and hurriedly arranged for Zhang Muyang and others to rest and heal in the barracks, because it was in the army, the room was not decorated, only a bed, a cabinet and a wooden table, clean and tidy.

Zhang Muyang nodded, expressed satisfaction and said, "It's troublesome." ”

Zhao Hongbing waved his hand and said, "Sir, you're polite, this is what I should do." After Zhao Hongbing finished speaking, he didn't ask about Zhao Xing and the others, so he said goodbye and left. After leaving the barracks, soldiers on duty were arranged around them, and no one was allowed to approach without Zhang Muyang and his permission. As for Zhang Muyang's indifferent attitude, Zhao Hongbing automatically ignored it, and the strong should have the posture of the strong.

Sitting cross-legged in the barracks, Zhang Muyang's eyes were closed and calm, he was not in a hurry to heal, but after adjusting his condition, he took out the corpse of the drought, not that Zhang Muyang had any necrophilia, but he was very curious, now the whole of China, is the aura has just recovered, in terms of the concentration of aura, this drought, should not be promoted to the Jindan stage at all, and it has also avoided the thunderstorm.

If they are seen by others, they are frightened enough to be frightened, Zhang Muyang put the drought on the ground, stretched out his hand and continued to grope on his body, but unfortunately he still found nothing.

After searching to no avail, Zhang Muyang's brows furrowed, this drought is definitely weird, Zhang Muyang took a breath, and he was not in a hurry, and glanced at it again with his divine sense.

A few minutes later, Zhang Muyang grinned and said to himself: "Hehe, I'll just say, how can there be no reason for this thing, fairy bones." On the forehead of the drought fish, Zhang Muyang found a broken bone, about the size of a thumb cover, this broken bone was completely black, almost integrated into the forehead of the drought fish.

Immortal bones, as the name suggests, the remains of immortals.

In ancient times on the earth, the aura was prosperous, and there were naturally powerful monks, this fast bone should be a bone of an immortal, the bones of the immortals contain the rules of the Great Dao, which can be used for monks to refine weapons or alchemy, but for the spirit of the drought that relies on evil qi and relies on cultivating the body, it is completely a perfect tonic pill, fortunately, it has not been fully refined and was destroyed by Zhang Muyang, otherwise when it is completely refined, this time Zhang Muyang is ten dead and lifeless.

Zhang Muyang pinched this immortal bone and checked it in his hand, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, could this immortal bone be related to the previous cave mansion? Just as Zhang Muyang pondered the relationship inside, his face changed in an instant, and cold sweat flowed on his forehead.

The immortal qi condensed by the mysterious gourd before was not taken away by the immortal sword, but there was still a trace of immortal qi left in his body, and the immortal qi was the key to whether he could become an immortal for powerful monks, especially those in the tribulation period.

But for the current Zhang Muyang, the void is not replenished, he is only in the realm of the second layer of qi refining, and he can't refine this immortal qi at all, this is nothing, others may not be able to deal with it, but for Zhang Muyang, it is nothing, but the immortal qi in his body, I don't know when, it is actually entangled with the evil qi in the body of the drought.

This combination instantly became a deadly poison immortal, which had been secretly lurking in Zhang Muyang's body before, Zhang Muyang did not find any injuries after several inspections, this time it suddenly erupted, eroded Zhang Muyang's internal organs in the blink of an eye, and now Zhang Muyang's seven orifices are bleeding and his face is dark. Monk Jindan is really not a simple and easy person, even if he dies, he must leave a backhand.

"Wow!" Zhang Muyang spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, the smell was incomparable, he clenched his steel teeth, and snorted in his heart: "Fortunately, you are a drought, you actually want to harm Lao Tzu so much, I really follow your way, but do you think this can hurt Lao Tzu?"

The "Nine Turns Xuangong" in the body was running wildly, pumping out the little aura in the body to maintain his heart, and then Zhang Muyang stretched out his hand and slapped a few times on his body, blocking the route of the immortal evil first. Then from the Qiankun bag on his body, he found a few elixirs with detoxification effects, which Zhang Muyang was originally preparing to refine the best elixir, but now he can't take care of so much.

Under Zhang Muyang's desperate resistance, the immortal evil is still gradually disintegrating Zhang Muyang's body, devouring Zhang Muyang's vitality, after all, it is a combination of immortal qi and evil qi, even if Zhang Muyang has a thousand means, he can't use it at this time.

Gradually, black blood began to ooze out of Zhang Muyang's body, and at the same time, a sharp pain in his whole body was constantly tearing his mind, could it be that he was reborn in a lifetime and capsized in this kind of gutter? Zhang Muyang's originally handsome cheeks were now twisted together in pain, but that's it, Zhang Muyang didn't snort anymore, he tried his best to keep his consciousness awake.

The methods he knew in the previous life to solve the immortal evil cannot be used now, and it is too late to use it, but he must not admit defeat, he must not be pitted like this, and he must not be reborn in a lifetime, and he must not just hang up.

Just when Zhang Muyang was trying his best to think of what else to deal with, he suddenly remembered the immortal bone that was tightly pinched in his hand.

Zhang Muyang shouted angrily: "Fuck your uncle." "With a flip of his wrist, he swallowed the fairy bone whole into his abdomen, since this fairy bone can help the drought fish condense the aura and evil qi, it should also help him solve the problem of sucking the current one, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

Immortal bones, Zhang Muyang had seen this thing a few times in the cultivation world in his previous life, and knew that this thing had a lot of uses, but he had never heard that this thing could be swallowed raw.

As soon as the immortal bone entered his mouth, Zhang Muyang clenched his teeth tightly, his body trembled violently like a thunderstorm at this time, and the immortal demon and the immortal bone collided violently in Zhang Muyang's body, Zhang Muyang felt that his entire body was about to be shattered, and his internal organs may have been shattered.

However, after such a collision, the immortal who was unscrupulous before actually had a trace of convergence, and seeing that this immortal bone was effective, Zhang Muyang slapped his hand and released most of the spirit stones in the Qiankun bag beside him.

At the same time, he lost a Gathering Spirit Pill entrance, Zhang Muyang, this goods, actually wanted to break through the realm of the middle of the second turn to the late stage of the second turn at this time. This product is simply crazy, ordinary monks, now they must be dedicated to healing and resisting the immortal evil, but Zhang Muyang's product is determined to choose to break through at this time, because he knows that although this immortal bone can withstand the immortal evil for a while, he still has to rely on himself in the end.

So Zhang Muyang gritted his teeth and was ruthless in his heart.

"Fuck your mother's fairy, fuck your drought, my life can only be mine!"

After a roar, Zhang Muyang endured the severe pain that was enough to make people crazy, crossed his knees again, and began to run "Nine Turns Xuangong"

(End of chapter)