"Be cautious! When you encounter danger, try to protect yourself, and then use this Jane to ask for help! Go!" Zhang Yang waved his hand.

"Yes, Master Corpse God Lord!"

Everyone agreed, and they all drove away and left the ring hut.

At this time, the Xiuzhen Continent had undergone earth-shaking changes.

After the retreat of the Nine Infants, although the overall strength of the demon clan was still above that of the human race, because there was no unified leadership, it had already been in chaos.

As for those demon kings, they were originally only in charge of the affairs between the various tribes, and it was okay for him to unite and launch a beast tide in a short period of time, and it would be okay for them to jointly occupy the territory of the human race for a long time.

The surviving human monks, led by some high-ranking monks, recaptured several spiritual veins that originally belonged to them.

Although the human race is still in a weak position, it already has the right to speak.

In this atmosphere of balance and tension, it is extremely appropriate to let the ghost servants and blood slaves go out to practice.

The zombie Zhang Yang himself, after receiving the silver-winged demon ants, also walked out of the ring hut and began to travel through the entire cultivation world.

The mysterious gray iron is simply a cheat for Zhang Yang's strength to improve. Every time you fuse together, your strength can be improved.

Zhang Yang has no information about the Wuman Ancestral Temple for the time being. However, with the increase in the number of fused mysterious gray iron, Zhang Yang's sense of mysterious gray iron has become stronger and stronger.

Within a certain range, he can sense it.

So, traveling, traveling, is the best way.

Human Zhang Yang is still in retreat in the ring hut.

In this way, there will be no delay in cultivation and experience, and the talent and magic power that shapes the clone will not fall unless it is annihilated by the soul, otherwise, as long as one of the two clones does not fall, Zhang Yang will not fall.

Leaving a doppelganger behind is also for safety.

Of course, the zombie Zhang Yang is a flying zombie of the Great Perfection, and he has many treasures around him, plus several talents and supernatural powers, and there is no problem at all in cultivating the true realm.

So, in order to break through the obstacles and advance to the drought fish, the zombie Zhang Yang began a long journey.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye.

The Great Mountain, the central mountain range.

There was a roar, and a huge mountain pusher fell to the ground.

Whip!

With a soft sound, zombie Zhang Yang's feet fell to the ground.

The mouth was opened, and the devouring exercise was unfolded.

Puff puff!

Several blood injections spurted out directly like a fountain and injected into Zhang Yang's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the huge body of the Pushing Mountain Beast has turned into a dried corpse.

Zhang Yang, who was a corpse, was covered in blood and qi. Under the operation of the exercises, after a while, the blood and qi were collected and returned to normal.

"A little seventh-level mountain pushing beast dares to shout at the deity, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Zhang Yang licked his lips and muttered.

The figure was stunned and was about to leave.

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in rhythm.

This true rhythm fluctuation is obviously not too violent, and the distance is relatively far away, even ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivators may not be able to sense it.

However, for a strong person like Zhang Yang, this fluctuation is naturally as obvious as the lights in the distance in the dark night.

Zhang Yang's face was happy.

"Look at the fluctuation of this rhythm, it is the fluctuation of the law of heaven and earth when Mao Zhuang advances to a half-step flying zombie breakthrough. I wonder who of them broke through first?"

did not make Zhang Yang wait for a long time.

Only a moment later, there was a crisp "click", and a jade slip in Zhang Yang's hand shattered in response.

Zhang Yang touched the armrest and immediately laughed: "Amir! It turned out that Amir was the first to break through!"

"The ghost servant and the blood slave are nothing, now, Bu Feng and Jira, I'm afraid they have to be in a hurry!"

Just as Zhang Yang guessed.

Somewhere in the distant Void Cloud, a large area of ground was shattered. The earth burst into huge cracks.

Obviously, a battle of no small scale has just been fought here.

...,

In the collapsed mountain, half-hidden and half-exposed, was a huge monster.

This monster, four or five feet tall, looks very similar to a wild boar, except that it is not a tail that extends from its back to the back of its buttocks, but a white bone spur.

In the air, two burly figures were suspended in the air, and their clothes were in tatters.

These two figures are Jira and Amir.

Amir's face was full of surprise and disbelief. Jira, on the other hand, was full of shock.

"Amir" ... You..."You broke through?"

Feeling the obvious coercion on Amir's body, Jira's tone stuttered a little.

"Yes, I broke through! I broke through!hahaha," ,... Amir laughed.

Boom!

The mana all over his body suddenly exploded, his breath surged, and his tattered clothes "snapped".

From a distance, it looked as if the whole body was wrapped in a black flame.

"This is the power of a half-step stiffening! ha......"

Amir looked at the knotted muscles all over his body, and his face was full of excitement.

Next to him, Jira, who had been in a state of shock, finally reacted. While envious, there is also a sincere smile.

"Congratulations, Amir! Unexpectedly, among the few of us, you were the first to break through. Don't just Bufeng-sama now, even the two divine servants haven't broken through yet!"

Jira's tone is always inevitably envious.

Several of them, since they came out to experience decades of training, they have all worked hard, and they all want to be the first to break through.

It is undoubtedly a great honor to be able to break through first before your peers.

"Well, I didn't expect it either! Thanks to you, Jira, if it weren't for you and me joining forces to kill this monster and give me some insight in battle, I wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly. It can only be just, we are lucky, this monster did not bring us disaster, it is simply a gift from God, a teaching specimen to help us break through!"

Amir had an excited expression on his face, and as he did so, he crushed a jade slip and reported it to Zhang Yang and the other companions.

"Yes, I also have some insights from the battle just now. Moreover, having witnessed your breakthrough process and the advent process of the law, I feel that I have also touched the threshold of breakthrough. Amir, you wait, I won't let you pull down too much, soon, I will be able to catch up with you!"

Jira's tone was one of firmness and great confidence.

"Okay! Jira, I'm waiting for you to catch up! However, you have to come on, I won't rest on my laurels! I will continue to cultivate as soon as possible, and strive to touch the real threshold of the flying zombie as soon as possible. Your Excellency, we may have an inevitable battle in the near future. Only by becoming a flying zombie, or even a drought, can we have the power to protect ourselves in this battle, and can we become the arm of the Divine Master! We all have to work hard!" Amir said with a wave of his fist.

"Try!" said Kira, too, with a fist swing.

Arctic icebergs.

The white snowfield is so bright that people's eyes are a little stinging.

Two streams of light, wrapped in bursts of gray-black smoke, swept through the sky.

Suddenly, these two streamers of light suddenly appeared, but they were two burly zombies.

These two zombies, both with extremely strange expressions on their faces, stared at a certain place in the Western Void Cloud.

"Do you feel this fluctuation of rhythm?" the ghost servant asked.

"Hmm! it looks like someone has broken through!" the blood slave nodded.

"I wonder if it's one of us?"

This kind of fluctuation of rhythm, I once felt when I followed the master, this is the fluctuation of the law of Mao Zombie Dacheng breaking through to half a step of flying stiffness. Now on the Xiuzhen Continent, there is a chance to break through, and the chance of a few of us is the greatest. ”

They didn't need to guess anything, and soon, a piece of Kodama Jane around his waist cracked with a "click".

...,

Reaching out to caress and probe, both of them had such expressions. At the same time, I was slightly surprised.

"It's Amir! The first to break through was Amir!"

"Well, it seems, Amir was the last to join his master, right?"

"Yes!"

"The two of us are going to work hard! We are the soul slaves of our master, we have the power of our master's blood flowing in our bodies, and we have followed our master for the longest time, but we have broken through behind others. If you are pulled away by those little guys, it will be a little too ugly!"

"Well, breaking through in battle is the best effect. As long as we find the half-step ninth-level ice bear in the depths of the Arctic Iceberg, we can't, and we can break through. ”

"Let's go!"

Perhaps because of the origin of zombie puppets, ghost servants and blood slaves usually don't talk much. This time there are so many exceptions, which is already very rare.

The two made up their minds, so they didn't say anything more, and they all drove away and went straight forward.

The middle of the Xiuzhen Continent.

On a huge rock, Bubong and Uman sat and stood one at a time.

In the middle of them, a bonfire was burning, and a wooden stick was roasting the huge hind legs of an unknown demon beast.

Beneath the rock, the corpse of a firescale bull lay on the ground, its eyes wide as if it were a leader, and there were no scars on its body, except for one hind leg that had been removed. An explanation was given to the hind leg that was grilled.

"I don't understand how delicious you guys are with such fresh blood! Bu Feng sighed.

His time as a human being has only been a short dozen years. And to become a zombie, it has been thousands of years.

Relatively speaking, human memory is too thin, and it has long been forgotten.

His words were exchanged for a coquettish white smoke from Uman.

Under the scorching fire, the color of the ox leg gradually turned golden, exuding a strong fragrance and deliciousness.

Seeing that the heat was about the same, Uman grabbed the ends of the stick with both hands, opened his small mouth, and devoured it.