"Huh, what's going on?"

After sleeping for three months, Zhang Yang woke up for the first time, and the first thing he saw was the cracked stone cracks above his head, and the stone chips and dust that Suosuo kept falling.

"Huh, it's a success!

Immediately after, feeling his own situation, Zhang Yang immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Quack! this is the power of the purple zombie!"

Zhang Yang waved his arm, feeling the power of the ** explosion and the surging mana in his body, and his heart was extremely excited.

It can be clearly felt that whether it is in terms of mana or ** strength, he has made a qualitative leap now compared to before he was promoted.

Rumbling - a muffled thunderous sound on the stone wall pulled Zhang Yang back from his excitement.

"Hmm, what's going on? It looks like the stone wall is going to collapse?"

Zhang Yang pondered, not knowing how long he had been asleep, it seems, what happened to the Corpse Refining Gate during this time?

Thinking so, he opened the stone door and walked out.

As soon as he came out, he saw Zhou Xingwen jumping out like a monkey, first stunned, and then with an excited expression.

"Brother Zhang, it's you! You've made the cut! haha...... You've finally figured it out. I'm scared to death, brother!"

"Huh, Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to have lost a lot!"

Zhang Yang let out a strange sigh.

Indeed, the current Zhou Xingwen seems to have lost a lot of weight compared to the last time they met, his face is full of haggardness, a cultivator can have such a big change in a short period of time, could it be that there has been some unfortunate drastic change?

"Brother Zhang, don't mention it! Your retreat has been more than three months, and there is no sound at all, brother, I'm worried! You are the person who the Dharma Protector specially explained to take care of, if something goes wrong, my brother has ten lives, and it is not enough to die!"

Zhou Xingwen's slightly sunken eyes were filled with tears, staring at Zhang Yang, more than seeing his own father.

Zhang Yang snorted, it seems that this week's Xingwen is worried that he is fake, and he is afraid that he will be cleaned up by the White Witch Corpse King.

Boom - As the two of them were talking, the surrounding stone walls shook violently, and the stones flew down, roaring like thunder.

A look of curiosity flashed on Zhang Yang's face, and he took the opportunity to ask:

"What's going on? Could it be that something happened to my corpse refining gate?"

"Brother Zhang doesn't know, it's all the spirit of the Yin Spring, just now it suddenly broke out, breaking through the top of the cave and the mountain protection array, it is said that the breath of the Yin Spirit leaked out, which may provoke a lot of foreign enemies, and now the Lord Protector is busy reinforcing the seal, preparing to deal with foreign enemies; ”

Zhou Xingwen said that he had no intention, but Zhang Yang was a listener, and continued to ask with a casual appearance:

"Oh, foreign enemies, do anyone dare to provoke me?"

"Hey, don't mention it! If it's in normal times, it's nothing, but recently, there is some immortal war relic nearby, and many high-level monks have gathered, and the aura of the Yin Spring Spirit may attract them all. Forget it, don't talk about it! Anyway, these things have their own Dharma Protectors and elders to worry about, so we don't have to worry about it. ”

Perhaps because he felt that he had said a little too much, Zhou Xingwen waved his hand and stopped talking.

Zhang Yang had the heart to ask what the Spirit of Yin Spring was, but thinking about asking too much to arouse the alarm of others, it was not beautiful, so he could only give up.

"Well, I believe that those Xiaoxiao will not be able to please us in the hands of our corpse refining sect! I have just been successfully promoted, and I need to continue to retreat to consolidate my realm, and now I am afraid that Brother Zhou will worry, so I will say hello. ”

A thought flashed in Zhang Yang's heart, and he said with a haha.

"Yes, I just succeeded in the promotion, so I want to take the opportunity to consolidate the realm!" Zhou Xingwen didn't have any doubts.

After a few pleasantries, Zhang Yang retreated into the stone room and locked the stone door with his backhand.

After a little hesitation, he flipped his hand, and there were already several small ginger flags in his hand.

These small order flags were obtained from Fang Lao'er. Fang Lao'er once arranged it around the ancient tomb.

Zhang Yang had studied their effects and knew that this was a small formation, which could not only warn but also block the detection of divine sense.

Even powerful enemies would find it difficult to forcibly break this barrier with their divine sense, and once they were broken, the master of the array would also know.

With a wave of his hand, the small Lingqi turned into several yellow lights, shot into the surrounding ground, and disappeared in a flash.

"Hmph! Now that the White Witch Corpse King is busy sealing the Spirit of Yin Spring and dealing with foreign enemies, even if he finds out that I have set up this formation, he shouldn't have time to pay attention to it, right?"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, his eyes resolute.

This is indeed the case.

The bottom of the Yin Spring.

After several eruptions, the mouth of Yinquan has become a crater-like existence tens of meters wide, and the bottom is a grand underground world.

The White Witch Corpse King and his entourage sat in a circle.

In the center, in a bottomless pit, a large black snake roared angrily and rushed back and forth.

However, every time he rushed to the vicinity of the mouth of the big pit, a large red net would suddenly appear, and the light would flash.

Boom -- the net was like a substance, and it trembled when it was hit.

A burning sound sounded.

Ang - smoke rose from the big black snake, and it shook off in pain, and quickly retracted.

The White Witch Corpse King stretched out their palms one after another, and with the blessing of mana, the light net immediately followed behind the giant python and pressed down.

After diving for more than ten feet, the strength of the optical network was obviously insufficient, and the advance stopped, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Beside him, several black-clothed people were running back and forth, laying black banners and unknown materials around the big pit, constantly improving the destroyed array.

The White Witch Corpse King was busy repairing the seal and suppressing the Yin Spring Spirit, but he never relaxed his surveillance of Zhang Yang.

In his spare time, the White Witch Corpse King immediately let out a light sigh when his divine sense strafed.

"The array flag that blocks the divine sense, this little guy is really a lot of treasures, but it makes the old man more and more interested. ”

If it was in normal times, although the White Witch Corpse King was confident, he would never allow this to happen. After all, Zhang Yang means too much to him.

However, he was just about to do something now, such as asking people to remove the flag, when suddenly, a dragon roared at the bottom of the Yin Spring.

Aang-bang!

The black snake began to exert its power again, slamming heavily into the spiritual light net, a huge concussive force, the figures of several black-clothed people around him shook, and even a Jindan stage monk lacked mana, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The White Witch Corpse King immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and began to command everyone to instill mana into the light net that sealed the Great Snake.

As for Zhang Yang's matter, although the White Witch Corpse King was a little uneasy, he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, it was just a purple zombie who had just been promoted, guarded by three senior foundation building period monks such as Zhou Xingwen, and coupled with the strong defense of Horseshoe Valley, nothing could go wrong.

But he didn't know that Zhang Yang had grasped the mentality of the White Witch Corpse King, so he dared to give it a go.

After arranging the array flag, Zhang Yang did not move immediately, but sat cross-legged on the stone couch and waited quietly.

The joints of the limbs are much softer than those of the wandering corpses, and although they are not as good as ordinary humans, it is not a problem to sit cross-legged.

After waiting for a stick of incense and seeing that there was no reaction around, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth.

He knew that his plan had succeeded, and the White Witch Corpse King really didn't have time to deal with him now.

Sure that he was not being watched, Zhang Yang felt that his whole body was much lighter.

He did all this work in preparation for refining the bone wings.

The strength of the Purple Zombie Beginner Rank is much stronger than that of the Wandering Corpse, but in the eyes of the behemoth of the Corpse Refining Gate, it is still an ant-like existence.

The only chance to escape from the Corpse Gate is the bone wings.

After seeing the speed of the White Witch Corpse King's flying magic weapon, Zhang Yang was full of expectations for his pair of bone wings.

There was even a faint thought in his heart, as if the pair of bone wings were even more clever than the White Witch Corpse King's.

I don't know what kind of powerful existence that demon bird is, it has fallen for countless years, and it can still have such a powerful coercion when it becomes a dry corpse; this kind of coercion is completely beyond the ability of the White Witch Corpse King.

Thinking so, Zhang Yang no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, a huge bone wing appeared in front of him, even if folded, it looked nearly three zhang long.

The whole is white and flawless, not like bones, but like mutton fat and white jade.

Zhang Yang licked his lips.

Victory or defeat will be in one fell swoop, and I can't help but feel a little nervous in my heart.

With his eyes closed, his consciousness sank into the sea of knowledge, and the "Taiyin Refining Form" exercise surfaced again.

It took more than half an hour to mobilize the content of the "Refining Chapter" before I became familiar with it again.

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Yang's face showed a resolute look, and the original tension was swept away.

Flick your fingers.

Buzz - mana fluctuated, and the huge bone wings immediately levitated.

The first step in refining a flying magic weapon is to ask for the soul power to invade. The power of the soul is not the same as the divine consciousness, but it is closely related to the divine consciousness.

Zhang Yang's divine consciousness far surpassed that of ordinary human foundation building stage cultivators in the wandering corpse stage, and after advancing to the Purple Zombie, it was greatly improved, far from being comparable to the ordinary Purple Zombie.

At this point, he is extremely confident.

The fingers pulled the magic seal, the eyes gradually closed, and a majestic soul power spread out from the center of the eyebrows, gradually converging together, condensing into a strand, and winding towards the bone wings.

The soul power soon came into contact with the bone wings, and immediately became difficult, slowly invading the mutton fat white jade.

Phew!

At the moment when Zhang Yang's soul power invaded the bone wing, a chirp suddenly exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt.

Zhang Yang only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and before he even understood what was going on, he felt that the scenery in front of him had changed.

This is a dark and boundless world, somewhat similar to the depths of his own sea of knowledge, but Zhang Yang is sure that this is definitely not his own sea of knowledge, because there is no such familiar feeling.

At the end of this boundless world, a golden light is gradually condensing.

After a while, the prototype was faintly visible.

Demon Birds!

It was exactly the same as the dried corpse of the demon bird he had seen before!

(To be continued)