"What's going on here, tell me everything you know. Zhang Yang's face was expressionless.

"Yes! Yes, my eldest brother and I are not brothers, just because we are both casual cultivators, have no backers, and are usually bullied by our peers......

"I didn't ask you that! What about the people in the corpse refining gate? Why are they all gone?"

Zhang Yang frowned, and the fat monk immediately shuddered.

"Yes, yes, Horseshoe Valley is because of ......"

The tone was trembling, and the narrative was clear, telling everything they knew.

After listening, Zhang Yang realized that so many things had happened during his retreat.

Immediately afterward, there was a burst of ecstasy in my heart.

Everyone in the Corpse Refining Gate didn't care about themselves, and they all fled, which means that they are free again.

Being captured by the White Witch Corpse King, not only did he not suffer any damage, but he was promoted because of it, and with the help of the rich Yin Qi here, he refined the bone wings, and he had this escape weapon, which was really something he never expected.

A blessing in disguise!

It's an absolute blessing in disguise!

Knowing this, Zhang Yang couldn't stay any longer, and as soon as his consciousness moved, the blood slave immediately made a move, and with a force of both hands, "Click!", before the fat monk could react, his neck had already been twisted off.

The Purple Blood Slave then opened his mouth, bit down, and began to suck wildly.

The essence blood of a monk of the same level is a great supplement for a blood slave.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's throat squirmed, and his face also showed a bloodthirsty expression, and his heart began to become extremely irritable.

Then came the shock.

What's wrong with you?

Although he was bloodthirsty before, it wasn't so bad! It seems that it was the sequelae of fusing the soul of the unknown demon bird.

The demon bird was extremely beautiful, but it was a bloodthirsty and violent existence.

After fusing his soul, Zhang Yang's already bloodthirsty surname became even more difficult to control.

Zhang Yang shook his head, trying to restrain the bloodthirsty **. In any case, he would not allow himself to become a madman who only knows murder and bloodlust.

Exhale a cloudy breath and calm your mind.

Reaching out and picking up the two monks' receiving rings, a smile immediately appeared on his face when he probed it.

Although these two guys are only casual cultivators, they are really rich.

"Hey, it seems that with this six-pointed star pendant, you usually don't know how many monks of the same level have been ambushed, and now that you are dead in my hands, it is not wronged!"

After tidying up, he found a robe and put it on, covering his face as well.

In this way, coupled with the shielding effect of the six-pointed star pendant on the divine sense, no one will be able to recognize the true appearance of their zombies.

Walking out of the hole, I saw a huge pot lid in the sky, covered with a large black snake.

The red flames in the "pot lid" burned fiercely, nine fire dragons were entangled, and the black snake clashed back and forth, but it couldn't break the "pot lid", and the breath was getting weaker and weaker.

In the distance, a large number of monks were suspended in the air to watch, and some of them stood still on the top of the hill to watch, either because of their lack of mana or because they did not have flying magic weapons.

Zhang Yang looked ordinary and walked out of the cave, but did not attract everyone's attention. There was no hurry to leave, and quietly lurked in the crowd to watch the battle unfold. It's so inconspicuous, and I feel very good about myself.

The moment he walked out of the cave, Luo Fei's eyes swept in the sky, and his brows furrowed, feeling that this figure was really a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The other party was dressed in a robe, and even his head and face were wrapped, sneaky, he must not be a good person.

I can't help but pay some attention.

......, "Hey, Sword Spirit Sect, Wind Old Monster, it really lives up to its reputation! I don't think this Yin Spring Spirit can escape no matter what." ”

"Well, yes! It is said that this Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover is an imitation of the Nine Dragons Wind and Fire Cover, the artifact of the Flood Desolation, and it belongs to the top magic weapon in terms of level. And its power is so powerful that even if it is inferior to the inferior immortal weapons, it is not necessarily any worse. The spirit of Yin Spring can be regarded as a nemesis. ”

"The three sects and four sects are all famous and upright, they don't practice the exercises of the Yin and Cold caste, and if they want this Yin Spring Spirit, I don't know what to do with it......"

“......”

At the beginning of the battle, there seemed to be no suspense, and the surrounding monks were all holding a lively attitude and discussing one after another.

Zhang Yang didn't say a word, just listened attentively.

I saw that the trapped black giant snake was really not in good condition.

The surrounding yang energy is extremely heavy, and the rich fire energy gathers more and more.

The original transparent "pot lid" of the Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover has also turned red.

The flames inside are getting hotter and hotter as time goes on.

On the other hand, the black giant snake, because the power of yin and cold cannot be replenished, is consumed smaller and smaller.

According to the people around him, this giant snake was originally more than ten zhang long, but when Zhang Yang came out, it was only two or three zhang long.

Now, in less than an hour, it has shrunk by more than half, leaving less than five or six feet, which is almost the same as an ordinary small snake.

Moreover, the smaller it is, the weaker its resistance will be, and the faster it will disappear, and it will have a tendency to be refined.

The inky black Yin Spring Spirit clashed back and forth in vain, and there was already a look of despair in his eyes.

The surrounding monks saw that the situation had been decided, and some of them had lost interest and were ready to flee.

However, Zhang Yang looked at it, but saw that Weng Qingyu's face next to him was changing, obviously preparing to make a move.

Zhang Yang said that he washed his eyes with Qingling spring water, and his eyesight was much better than that of a human monk of the same level, and he believed that his judgment would definitely not be wrong.

...... "Hmph, evil animal, see if you dare to make waves!"

The old wind monster snorted coldly, and there was a smug smile on his face.

A law duel was struck, and the Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover instantly became calm. There were still flames burning in the "pot lid", but the nine fire dragons were gone.

As soon as the old monster beckoned, the Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover became smaller in the wind, and it was about to be withdrawn.

At the critical moment, I saw a streamer next to me.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the Nine Flame Wind Fire Cover was immediately smashed open, and several rolled and swung away.

The pitch-black little snake took the opportunity to get out of trouble, turned into a black light and was about to escape.

"Come here!"

Listening to a trumpet, a net of light made of huge mana fished out, and the pitch-black little snake incarnated by the spirit of Yin Spring was fished in.

If it was in normal times, like this kind of light net, the Yin Spring Spirit only needed one struggle to break it away, but now that his vitality was greatly damaged, he couldn't help it for a while.

When he looked at it, Weng Qingyu was full of smiles, and he was holding the net in his hand, letting the pitch-black little snake jump around inside.

Seeing this, the wind old monster's face changed suddenly:

"Weng Qingyu, what do you mean!"

He was furious, not only because Weng Qingyu had taken away the Spirit of Yin Spring, but also because the timing of the latter's attack happened to be when the Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover was about to be withdrawn and the power was the weakest.

Otherwise, the old monster Feng is confident, this Weng Qingyu will definitely not be able to break his Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover.

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Feng, why are you in such a hurry! This Yin Spring Spirit was taken by Senior Brother after he took great pains to kill several Corpse Refining Sect monks and pick them to split the rudder. Now, Senior Brother Feng, do you want to take it away so easily?" Weng Qingyu said with a smile.

The monks who were watching around suddenly became lively as if they were blowing up a pot.

"Weng Qingyu really made a move!

"The Heavenly Imperial Sect and the Sword Spirit Sect belong to three of the three sects and four sects, they are famous and upright, and they have always cherished their feathers, and now they are fighting for a Yin Spring Spirit, can't their alliance be broken?"

"Weng Qingyu and Feng Lao Wei, these are all important figures in their respective sects, different from ordinary disciples. They fought each other, does it mean that there has been a dispute between the two sects for a long time?"

“......”

All the monks around were talking excitedly, feeling that if they could see the two major monks of the Heavenly Imperial Sect and the Sword Spirit Sect, it would really be worth the trip, and they would have the capital to brag to people in the future.

I secretly prayed in my heart, hoping that neither side would fight against each other, and that it would be good to fight.

The momentum around the wind old monster suddenly exploded, and the gilded robe swayed without wind.

"What does Senior Brother Weng mean? Now that all the Daoists are present, don't let everyone see my decent jokes, hurry up and return the Yin Spring Spirit, and for other things, you can go to my Sword Spirit Sect and say it." ”

Weng Qingyu turned a blind eye to the anger of the old monster and said with a smile:

"Go to the Sword Spirit Sect and say, Senior brother, I'm afraid I don't know if I should go to the South Peak or the North Peak?"

Weng Qingyu said a word, and the old monster completely exploded in anger.

The north and south peaks of the Sword Spirit Sect are not in harmony, and they are almost split, which is not enough for outsiders.

Now Weng Qingyu actually said it openly, in the eyes of the old monster Feng, it was because he saw that the north and south peaks were weak and he dared to do so.

The old wind is weird, but the more hot his temper becomes, he feels that he is being despised and immediately takes action:

"Well, since you insist on doing so, let the deity come and learn your skills! See if you have grown in the past two years. ”

As he spoke, the Nine Flame Wind and Fire Cover had been withdrawn, and with the magic trick in his hand, a flying sword was slashed down on the head, and the target was not Weng Qingyu, but the light net in his hand.

Weng Qingyu did not show weakness, and the imperial envoy flew up with a flying sword.

Ding Ding Ding - Accompanied by the sound of passionate and pleasant exchanges, countless sword rays circulated in the sky, like snowflakes in the sky.

The fact that the two flying swords were able to play with this kind of momentum shows that the mana of both sides is extraordinary.

However, both sides are very measured, just fighting swords, and the wind old monster takes the light network as the main target, but no one attacks the other party's **, obviously because of the relationship between the two factions.

The old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage is also extremely important for a big faction like the Three Sects. Once it falls, it is necessary to find an explanation.

In that case, I am afraid that the relationship between the two sects will no longer be salvageable.

If it's just a fighting method, it's nothing! Whoever wins, whoever takes the Yin Spring Spirit, this is very normal.

Both of them are old and sophisticated, and no one knows what is at stake.

It's just that if the two of them win the battle, can they really get the spirit of Yin Spring?

Zhang Yang, who is dedicated to being an audience, would never have expected that a big luck was about to crash into him.

(To be continued)