Knock! Knock!

In the black mountain forest, there was a rhythmic sound of landing, and a zombie jumped forward without hurrying.

Around this zombie, more than a dozen strong timberwolves chased after him, and from time to time let out low howls. The shining eyes floated around like little green lanterns in the night.

Zhang Yang's divine sense was released, and the surrounding situation was completely under control.

Now he is no longer the second-level little zombie he was more than a year ago, and in the face of more than a dozen timberwolves, he said that he has no pressure.

Originally, the Timberwolves had a foreknowledge of danger and would not chase after a powerful enemy.

However, since Zhang Yang absorbed nearly half of the essence blood of the firescale armored cow, he did not directly transform it into an air stream and merge it into the sea of qi, but let it swim throughout his body to nourish every cell.

Absorbing essence blood through his hands, the speed of transformation is far less than through his throat, which causes a red light all over his body, as if shrouded in a layer of blood light, and a thick bloody qi comes out from afar, deeply attracting those timber wolves.

"The Firescale Armored Ox is really powerful, it is huge, and its body is extremely rich in essence and blood, and it has only absorbed less than half of it, and it is a little unable to function. ”

"It seems that my Taoism is not enough! If I can convert all this essence blood into air flow in time and cover up the bloody qi, I won't provoke these timber wolves. ”

"These timberwolves are not enough to pose a threat to me, but I have to be careful in everything, if I provoke an even more perverted existence, wouldn't it be dangerous!"

Zhang Yang sighed secretly.

Whew!

The Timberwolves finally couldn't resist the lure of the sweet smell of blood and howled and prepared to attack.

Whoosh!

Two relatively large timberwolves hit the head, kicked on the ground with four hooves, and their bodies rose in the air, shooting like arrows.

Woo!

Zhang Yang's bronze bell-like eyes widened, and his stiff arms waved out.

Click!

With a bang, the first timberwolf howled, shattered its skull, and collapsed on the side of the road.

Wolves, the hardest is the skull. But it was this hardest part, under Zhang Yang's full force, that was so fragile and vulnerable.

Almost at the same time, the second timberwolf had already pounced on Zhang Yang's approach, and the cold light of its open mouth flickered, and it was about to bite Zhang Yang's neck.

Zhang Yang's other hand stretched out, his five fingers joined together to form a sword, and his nails flashing with cold light stabbed directly.

Burst!

The Timberwolf's figure in mid-air suddenly stopped—Zhang Yang's palms connected half of his forearms had already submerged into the Timberwolf's neck.

At this time, the teeth of this timber wolf were only inches away from Zhang Yang's neck. But even this inch of distance has become a distance that can never be reached.

The two timberwolves were killed in an instant, and all their companions were suppressed at once.

Zhang Yang flicked his arm, "Bang!" The calf-like wolf corpse flew out more than twenty meters away and smashed into the densest place of the wolf pack.

Whew!

The timberwolves were frightened and jumped out of the way.

Zhang Yang's eyes froze, he took the opportunity to move, kicked his feet, and the whole person turned into a bloody light and rushed over.

Boom!

A slap knocked the nearest timberwolf to the ground.

Thinking that he had a chance, he pounced with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

As everyone knows, everything on the battlefield is within the control of Zhang Yang's divine sense.

Seizing the opportunity, he turned around suddenly, stretched out his hands, grabbed the two front paws of the timberwolf flat, and tore them hard.

Hora!

Poor a sturdy wolf, torn in two pieces from the shoulder to the buttocks. Blood splattered like a blowout, and Zhang Yang was drenched all over his body.

Roar!

Zhang Yang roared, waving two pieces of wolf meat vigorously, as if killing a god to descend to earth.

At this time, the remaining timberwolves still had the courage to continue fighting, and they fled with their tails between their legs.

Zhang Yang didn't have any interest in killing, but looked at the bloody wolf meat in his hand with red eyes, and swallowed hard.

However, he understood that the fire-scaled armor ox essence blood he had just absorbed had not been completely absorbed, and if he continued to suck it, it would do more harm than good.

Try to suppress the bloodthirsty ** and throw the wolf meat away.

Looking at the bloody battlefield, Zhang Yang inevitably felt a burst of pride in his heart.

More than a year ago, when I encountered the same group of timberwolves, I was so embarrassed that I was almost killed, but a year later, I defeated them casually, and I felt no pressure.

The thrill of the increase in strength is really exciting.

Come to think of it, there's nothing to be excited about. Now Zhang Yang himself is already a fifth-level wandering corpse, and his ** strength is higher than that of the same level, not weaker than that of a sixth-level wandering corpse;

After killing this group of timber wolves, the bloody qi on Zhang Yang's body provoked several beasts one after another.

However, he was afraid of the powerful aura exuded by Zhang Yang's body, so he endured it and did not launch an active attack.

Zhang Yang didn't rush to kill them all.

After all, Zhang Yang's next development goal is to slaughter the terrifying monitor lizard and become the only overlord of this U-shaped valley. At that time, all the plants and trees in the valley, as well as the fierce beasts and monsters, will be owned by themselves.

Like these beasts, Zhang Yang has already regarded them as his prey, and they can hunt and play at any time in the future, so it's better not to kill indiscriminately for no reason.

Back in the cave, Zhang Yang first returned to the coffin and lay down, and began to slowly refine the wandering blood qi on his body, turning it into air flow little by little, and then nourishing **.

In the process of turning the essence blood into a warm current, Zhang Yang's body seemed to be filled with bursts of red light, and a large amount of blood and qi seeped out of his skin and overflowed into the air.

Slowly filling the entire cave, and even drifting out of the hole.

From afar, the entire cave seemed to be shrouded in blood.

However, the beasts in the vicinity knew that the owner of this cave was not easy to mess with, and occasionally one or two wandered outside the cave entrance, but they did not dare to approach casually.

After two full hours, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the red light on his body had completely dissipated.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, because he knew that he had absorbed nearly half of the essence blood of the Firescale Armored Ox, but in fact, more than half of it had been dispersed, and it was really absorbed to nourish **, less than one in ten.

Zhang Yang didn't care too much. Anyway, what he has always lacked the most is essence blood, yin qi and other things. These things are so precious to ordinary zombies that Zhang Yang has so many that he can squander them at will.

The sky outside was already dark, and Zhang Yang, a zombie who was supposed to fall and rest, did not have the slightest sleepiness.

Stretched out his hand and patted it on the bag, and in a moment of consciousness, there was already a delicate small jade basin in his hand.

Open the lid of the jade basin, and inside is bright red essence blood.

The small jade basin was specially made by the Laoshan Sect to preserve the essence blood, and the effect was excellent, and now it seems that the fire element aura in the essence blood is still extremely strong, and there is no loss at all.

Zhang Yang mixed some cinnabar into it, grinded it, and took out a talisman pen and a stack of yellow paper.

Spread out the yellow paper, dipped the essence of blood ink with a talisman pen, took a deep breath, and began to draw the fire talisman.

After more than a year of uninterrupted contact, Zhang Yang is already very familiar with the drawing techniques of various talismans, and he can easily draw them without reading "Fu Tianxia".

Although the wrist is still stiff, with the help of the arm, the whole process seems smooth.

The bright red tadpole-like symbols fell on the ginger paper symbols, which were extremely eye-catching.

At the moment when the last pen was completed, Zhang Yangzhi felt a huge suction coming from the end of the pen, and the mana in his body rushed away.

Fortunately, this process was only instantaneous, but it also extracted about half of the mana in Zhang Yang's body.

The whole talisman flashed brightly, and then it was calm again, and a fire talisman was made.

Zhang Yang looked at this talisman, and his face showed a satisfied look - the three-grade fire talisman!

With the most suitable fire surname demon beast essence blood, plus his own practice for more than a year, he finally succeeded in drawing a three-grade fire talisman.

In the past, Zhang Yang used the essence blood of ordinary beasts, and at most he could only draw a first-grade fire separation talisman. The materials used are different, and the power of the talismans made with the same technique and the same effort is very different.

"Quack, horror monitor lizard, you're in trouble now!"

"Look at Lao Tzu drawing a lot of three-grade fire talismans, I have to burn you into a roasted lizard!"

A zombie raised its head to the sky and let out a "ho-ho" laugh, echoing in the secluded cave, looking eerie and terrifying.

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