Purple stiff?

Zhang Yang's eyes flickered, and his mood became inexplicably excited.

The powerful aura of the purple stiff in the blood coffin still lingered in his heart, thinking that he might soon have the same powerful power, how could he be calm?

It's just that, looking at Fang Lao'er's gaze, is he really kind enough to help him advance to the Purple Zombie?

Zhang Yang's heart trembled for a moment, the excitement dissipated, a strong sense of crisis rose, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Fang Lao'er didn't notice the change in Zhang Yang's mood, and still said with a smile:

"Of course, the difficulty of advancing to the purple stiff is much greater than you think. Even with my help, the chances of success are still no more than 30%, so you have to work hard. Next, you have to continue to collect spirit grass, this cold yin quenching body soup cannot be abandoned, before advancing to the purple zombie, its effect is very large. ”

"Yes, Elder Fang!"

Zhang Yang tried his best to make a grateful look and respectfully agreed.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, Zhang Yang casually made an excuse, saying that he was going to collect spirit grass, and then took the opportunity to leave.

Go to a river and wash your body.

Looking at the body with knotted muscles and overlapping cuticles, and then looking at the hideous face reflected in the water through the moonlight, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he wasn't handsome before he was reborn, he was a generous man, but now he has mixed up with this ghost, and it seems that he is getting farther and farther away from the dream of a fairy girl.

Zhang Yang didn't feel too much, the most important thing at the moment is not to pick up a girl, but to live.

Fang Lao'er seems to have always helped himself and has never done anything to hurt himself, but his intuition told him that the other party was definitely uneasy and kind, but Zhang Yang didn't even have the ability to escape, let alone resist.

This feeling of everything in other people's hands made him very disliked.

Got up and left the river, escaped into the depths of the dense forest, found a safe and hidden place, released the ghost servant to be on guard, and then took out the blood coffin containing purple stiffness from the bag, stretched out his hand and patted it.

Shout!

In the flickering black light, the purple stiff with blue fangs had already appeared in front of him.

Without saying a word, Zhang Yang took out the talisman pen again, dipped it in the blood of the demon beast mixed with cinnabar, and wrote a few runes next to the paper talisman on Zi Zhuang's forehead.

At the moment when the last rune was formed, Zhang Yang only felt like a flood, and the mana of his whole body came out through the tip of the pen and injected into the tadpole text.

Buzz –

The inherent ginger rune paper on Zi Zhuang's forehead and the surrounding runes flickered at the same time, as if they were complementing each other. In an instant, the light faded, the runes disappeared, and the runes returned to normal.

"Whew!"

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and showed a satisfied look.

This is what Zhang Yang has to do every day.

The talisman that suppressed the purple stiff was of extremely high grade, and it seemed to be the ninth grade, but after a long time, there were signs of loosening.

With Zhang Yang's current mana, it is completely impossible to draw a talisman of this grade. But if you just draw auxiliary talismans and bless them, it is not difficult, as long as you are willing to consume mana.

After the blessing, Zhang Yang did not hesitate, the pitch-black sharp claws slashed, a cut was made on the wrist, and under the operation of the mana, a string of thick blood was forced out.

The arm danced, and a series of blood-colored runes were printed on Zi Zhuang's forehead, and the movements were extremely skillful.

Buzz –

The light flashed, and the runes sank into the purple stiff forehead.

Zhang Yang's body suddenly weakened. Drawing two high-grade talismans one after another, his mental energy was almost consumed.

Fortunately, it's all worth it.

After nearly a year of uninterrupted efforts, although the soul of the purple zombie was strong, it was gradually worn out, and the current resistance was much worse than it was at the beginning.

A smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face, it seemed that it was not far from his complete control of the purple zombie.

A slap of the blood coffin next to it.

Shout!

The black light flashed, and the purple zombie had been contained.

casually threw the blood coffin into the bag, took out two Yin condensation beads, one was in his mouth, and the other was for the ghost servant, and then his eyes were closed, the exercises worked, and he began to absorb Yin Qi to restore his strength.

Whew-shalt!

Whew-shalt!

The whole body was in an extremely active state, and the yin condensation beads in the mouth emitted a majestic yin and cold qi, which merged into the body, and at the same time, the skin seemed to open its mouth, frantically devouring the rich essence of the moon in the air.

lit up the light, and pounced into Zhang Yang's body like a firefly.

The mana consumed just now by drawing talismans one after another quickly recovered.

Half an hour later, the consumption was completely compensated, and Zhang Yang himself reached a peak state. However, his cultivation did not end there, but continued to enjoy the process.

Suddenly, a beast roar came not far away, and Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly opened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"This roar, it doesn't seem to be a hunt between beasts?"

After a little thought,

Give an order to the ghost servant, and both go to the beast's roar.

......

In the depths of the dense jungle, a terrible beast roar was heard.

A wild boar with several short knives stuck in its body, blood flowing all over the ground, and its body swaying.

Its eyes were blood-red, full of hatred, staring closely at the few people in Tsing Yi in front of it, that kind of expression, as if it wanted to tear these lives apart.

However, its strength was no longer enough to support it to defeat the enemy, and even escaping became a luxury.

Boom!

With a heavy sound of landing, puffs of dust kicked up, and the huge body of the wild boar fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hahaha......"

The two Tsing Yi men stepped forward with a laugh and drew their swords one after another. Ignoring the wild boar, which was still panting, he cut it with a sharp blade, cut its skin, and after removing the animal skin and the boar's fangs, he cut off a piece of fat.

Nearby, two other men in black had already lit a bonfire.

Several people set up the wild boar meat and grilled it, sprinkled it with seasoning, and the action was extremely skillful.

After a while, the fragrance wafted out.

"Hmm-" A man in Tsing Yi took a long breath, his face was full of intoxication, "The wild prey in these 100,000 mountains is really delicious, and it is much better than the ones we raise in the back mountains!"

"Yes! This time we came out of the mountain, whether we could find the unwarranted corpse cultivation for the time being, let's be satisfied. Tomorrow, find a chance to catch the head demon beast and fight the tooth sacrifice, then it will be really delicious!"

Several people said unscrupulously, and no one noticed that in the bushes not far away, a zombie's body trembled when he heard the word "corpse repair".

"It's been two days since this, where can we find someone to go to in the mountains and forests of Nuoda? However, Master Wu Feng is strong, we can't fail to obey the order, just go out to hunt. ”

"If you want me to say, whether the gate order can be found or not that day doesn't matter much, as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of Beifeng. They lagged behind in this opportunity, and the gap in strength between them and our Nanfeng will surely become bigger and bigger in the future...... After the head of the sect Taishi Boxian goes, the position of the next head of the Sword Spirit Sect will definitely fall on the Tai Master, and when the time comes, I will annex the South Peak and the North Peak, and I will be able to wait. ”

"However, now Beifeng has also dispatched a large number of people, looking for this Heavenly Gate Order, if they find it, won't there be another change?"

"Hmph! What if they find it? Do you think Master Wu Feng will allow them to take the Tianmen Order away? This time, our Nanfeng dispatched a large number of people, and we are ready to tear our faces. ”

"Hey, the cultivation of the people of Nanfeng is not very good, but the beauties are much better, especially that Luo Fei Fairy, if you can have the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze, it is really worth dying!

"How can we hope for a character like Fairy Lofe? ”

"Yes, our Uncle Wu Feng is not close to women, and if you want me to say, this Luo Fei Fairy will be the forbidden of Uncle Li Fei sooner or later. ”

"Yes, now that the head of the family is here, they can still hold on; after the master goes first, there is no backer, and the people of the North Peak are not at our ...... bullying."

The next few people talked about the trivial matters of the South Peak and the North Peak, and Zhang Yang lost interest, greeted him, and quietly retreated with the ghost servant.

But my heart was already turning like a stormy wave.

Isn't the Heavenly Gate Order the token he got from the belly of the giant Jiao?

In this way, the corpse cultivation in their mouths should undoubtedly refer to themselves.

Recall that after killing the giant Jiao in the first line of gorges, he did not deliberately hide it, thinking that the Jiao meat left on the edge of the cold pool would soon be devoured by other beasts, and there was no need to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces.

Now it seems that there must be something wrong with the Jiao meat, which made people follow the vine and find that it was a corpse cultivator who took the Tianmen Order.

Zhang Yang's divine sense probed and clearly sensed that the strength of these people was very average, the most powerful one was the peak of the Qi Refining Period, and the other people were all in the seventh or eighth stage of the Qi Refining Period.

Zhang Yang is confident that if he makes a sneak attack, he will be at least seven or eight points sure that he can leave these people behind.

However, he did not do so.

Listening to the tone of these people, the two peaks of the Sword Spirit Sect in the north and south each dispatched a large number of people to search for the Tianmen Order, once they did it, if they couldn't kill the other party in seconds, they would definitely have a means of contact.

When the time comes, it will be a big trouble to provoke the other party's passers-by.

Thinking so, he was about to quietly retreat.

......

Thanks to Weng Qingyu (5888 coins + 1888 coins) and we don't believe in the promise (200 coins) for the reward.

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