Advance to the black zombie on the spot and meet the thunder tribulation?

Because there is a ban on suppressing mana, the mana of the whole body is empty, and the possibility of advancing on the spot is almost zero.

As long as that's not the case, that's all too good to say.

Crossing the Thunder Tribulation, for a zombie, is the most important thing, if you cross the Thunder Tribulation in this situation, it will really be a tragic death.

Forget it! Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case! If you survive the thunder tribulation when your mana is suppressed, you will definitely die.

Zhang Yang can't take this risk!

Although the flesh and blood of a primordial monk is important, it is nothing compared to risking its fall.

Thinking about this truth, and then looking at the corpse of the old monster Fei on the ground, Zhang Yang licked his lips and forcibly suppressed the reluctance in his heart.

After a little hesitation, he reached out and picked up the corpse of Fei Laowei and hid it behind a rock.

With both divine consciousness and mana suppressed, it is impossible to see this corpse even if someone passes by with the naked eye.

Zhang Yang was already secretly planning that when he walked back in the marrow washing pool, he must take this corpse away.

Shangguan Mo'er originally looked at Zhang Yang's movements in hiding the corpse strangely, and then, after a little thought, she understood the key, and couldn't help but roll her eyes with a helpless expression.

"Has Zhang Daoyou ever noticed that Old Monster Fei came out of this stone gate just now, and he seemed to be very embarrassed, could it be that there is any terrifying existence in this stone gate?" Shangguan Mo'er asked as he looked at the stone cave of the black hole.

Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. It's just that I've been so excited just now that I ignored this.

At that moment, he lifted his eyes, and the blue light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the cave behind the stone gate.

Soon, Zhang Yang showed a disappointed expression on his face.

The cave didn't go far before it zigzagged. Although Qingling is powerful, it has no turning effect.

"I don't know much about this. It can't be that the marrow washing pool is in it, right?" Zhang Yang touched his chin and guessed.

"Impossible!" Shangguan Mo'er's tone was affirmative, "Seventh Grandpa once said that the location of the marrow washing pool is uncertain, and swimming back and forth in the Tianfu ruins may appear anywhere. And this mountain range should be connected with the marrow washing pond and move at the same time. The marrow washing pool has always been at the top of the mountain range. ”

"In that case, our goal is to wash the marrow pool, so there is no need to make any more extraneous branches!" Zhang Yang is only cautious all his life, and he is unwilling to take risks when it comes to the unknown.

"Little sister also has this intention. ”

The two agreed, no longer hesitated, and continued to climb the stairs quickly.

Not long after the two left, a series of heavy footsteps came from the cave behind the stone gate.

Bang!

With the sound of footsteps, two figures slowly appeared.

The first one turned out to be the bear monster of Puwangzong.

The figure behind him can no longer be described as a person, nearly tall, burly, black and shiny, it is not flesh and blood, but rich in metallic texture...... Mechanical Golems!

This turned out to be a mechanical golem!

It's just that, looking at the appearance of this mechanical puppet, the expression on his face is quite smart, as if he has a certain spirit surname.

"Hmph! It's a pity that Fei Lao Monster escaped from that old thing, this time I didn't kill him with such a good opportunity, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble!"

The bear monster sighed and beckoned back:

"Tie Kui, let's go! I want to see if anyone can help you within this mana prohibition range!hahaha......"

"Yes, master!"

The voice of the mechanical golem Iron Qui Long rang out—yes! The mechanical golem could read and speak.

Bang!

With the sound of heavy footsteps, two figures, one large and one small, headed towards the top of the mountain.

...... "Huh, it's you!"

This sentence seems to be the sentence that Zhang Yang has heard the most times today.

It's such a coincidence. When Zhang Yang and the others arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw several figures confronting each other, and two of them were quite familiar, they turned out to be the White Witch Corpse King, the Left Protector of the Corpse Refining Gate, and Weng Qingyu, the Heavenly Imperial Sect.

"Quack, kid, it seems that you and I are really destined! I didn't expect that you could really escape from Weng Qingyu and Feng Lao Wei, it's rare, it's rare!" The White Witch Corpse King looked at Zhang Yang's eyes and lit up, "Boy, hurry up to this seat." This seat has you covered!"

After Zhang Yang killed Fei Laowei, the human skin mask was taken off and never put on again. Besides, with an existence of the level of the White Witch Corpse King, as long as he felt the breath on his body, he would not recognize the wrong person.

"Hey, thank you seniors! After getting some opportunities, self-protection is not a problem now, so I don't bother with my predecessors. ”

For this White Witch Corpse King, Zhang Yang still has a little scruples. Mao Zhuang is an existence of the same level as the human Yuan Infant Cultivator, but his ** power is much stronger.

In the current situation where the mana is suppressed, the combat power of the White Witch Corpse King can be imagined how strong it should be. Zhang Yang didn't want to confront him head-on.

Zhang Yang was a little strange, what did the other people rely on to form a confrontation situation with the White Witch Corpse King?

Weng Qingyu's body is no longer the gorgeous beauty dress he used to be, but a black dragon scale battle armor, and a ring-shaped magic weapon in his hand, which looks extremely sharp and extraordinary at a glance.

There was a bull-headed figure next to him, but he was a demon cultivator.

Zhang Yang nodded secretly. There are no mediocre hands who can appear here. At the same time, the heart in his heart that was a little arrogant because of killing Fei Lao Wei also restrained a little. Be careful and start coping.

In front of this group of old and refined things, if you are not careful, you may be eaten by the other party and there is not even any scum left.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone's mana was suppressed here, Zhang Yang would definitely fly away as soon as he saw them, running as far as he could.

...... The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang and said softly:

"Sure enough! In a short period of time, he has advanced to the state of the Purple Zombie Great Perfection, and I believe that after going out of this Tianfu Ruins, he will be able to survive the Thunder Tribulation at any time, right? Hehe, it's not easy! In just over ten years, he was able to advance from the peak of the little wandering corpse to the Purple Zombie Great Perfection in one fell swoop, and what the kid got was probably not an ordinary encounter, right?"

With the words of the White Witch Corpse King, the minotaur next to him, who had not reacted at all, also showed surprise on his face, and glanced at Zhang Yang with a little concern, but he quickly turned his head again, and a buzzing voice sounded:

"Don't talk about that. Now that the marrow washing pool is right in front of you, don't you plan to spend it like this? The longer it drags on, the more people come, and the fewer opportunities you have!"

Obviously, this minotaur didn't take Zhang Yang in his eyes at all, and Shangguan Mo'er next to him was even more ignored.

Zhang Yang was happy in his heart, it was naturally best for the other party to think like this. Let the three of them fight to the death first, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman themselves, which is better than anything else.

Thinking so, he quietly pulled Shangguan Mo'er and was about to retreat.

"Hmph!" At this time, I only heard Weng Qingyu snort softly, his body shook, the streamer crossed, and the ring in his hand slashed towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was startled and was about to dodge, only to hear a gust of wind behind him.

Hoo-ding!

With a crisp sound, a black iron rod lay across Zhang Yang's face, which could be used to open the ring.

However, there was also a mark cut on the black iron rod.

But it was the White Witch Corpse King who suddenly intervened and blocked the blow for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang could see clearly that the black iron rod was obviously not a mortal thing, but it looked so unbearable, one can imagine how powerful this immortal slashing circle should be. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his intuition told him that this was definitely an existence that could cause harm to himself.

Looking at the scratches on the black iron rod, the White Witch Corpse King was very distressed, and kept stroking it with his hand, scolding in his mouth:

"Weng blames you for being a coward, you will rely on this immortal circle to bully people, the last time I cut off the devil stick of this seat has not come to you to settle the account, this time I will cut the master's wishful stick...... If you have the ability to lose this broken circle, let's fight fairly. ”

"Hey, the Corpse King said that he laughed! The magic weapon is originally a part of its own cultivation, who in the cultivation realm doesn't understand this truth? It's you, the Corpse King, it seems that the last time I cut off one of your arms, I didn't leave you with any lesson!" Weng Qingyu's tone was cold, "It's just, what does the Corpse King mean by saving this little zombie now? Could it be that he is really your apprentice and grandson, and you want to wait for me to come out and pick up a bargain when we are both defeated?"

"Boom, Weng Lao Wei is really getting more and more cowardly! It's just a little purple stiff, how can it hurt you and me? It's just that he has some connections with this seat, so he has to protect him. We fight ourselves, what does it have to do with him!" The White Witch Corpse King smiled, his burly figure was already in front of Zhang Yang, obviously afraid that Weng Qingyu would strike again.

"If you put it in normal times, don't say a small purple stiff, it's just an ordinary hair stiff, and this seat won't care. It's just now...... Hehe, it's better to be careful. Weng Qingyu smiled coldly.

Zhang Yang listened to it next to him, and he just wanted to cut this Weng Qingyu into pieces. Seeing that his conspiracy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight was about to succeed, and if he was disturbed by this guy, it would be worse than ever.

Sure enough, I heard the minotaur also speak:

"Old Monster Weng is right this time, in such a situation, this purple stiff can't be left. Otherwise, I can't say that this seat will join forces with Weng Lao Wei to get rid of you. ”

The White Witch Corpse King's face struggled, and finally sighed:

"Okay! This purple zombie is extremely important to this seat, since the two of you said so, then this seat would rather give up the opportunity of this marrow washing pool, so he left with this purple zombie first. ”

Weng Qingyu and the minotaur both had surprised expressions on their faces, staring at Zhang Yang and looking up and down, but unfortunately there was no divine sense to assist, and they didn't see anything strange in the end.

(To be continued)