Boom - As the aura on the bodies of the White Witch Corpse King and Weng Qingyu skyrocketed, the sky was filled with clouds, thunder and lightning, and everything was terrifying.

However, it seemed that under the influence of some kind of force, these thunderbolts were just circling back and forth in the air, as if silver snakes were dancing wildly, but they did not bombard down.

Rao is like this, and Zhang Yang is also frightened.

Since he was promoted to Purple Zombie, especially after a sacrifice in the Three Flavor Dan Furnace, Zhang Yang has basically not been afraid of thunder and lightning. However, under such a heavenly power, and the entire canopy seems to be pressed down, this kind of heavenly power is not something that human power can fight at all, and anyone will have a little discoloration.

Bang bang bang!

The psychic puppet Tie Kui sent out a series of attacks, all of which were blocked by Weng Qingyu and the others.

Roar - Finally, the breath on the body of the White Witch Corpse King soared, and his body was wrapped in a cloud of red blood mist, and the thick Ruyi stick in his hand was pulled out vigorously, with the sound of "whirring", compared to just now, the momentum is not known how many times stronger.

Boom!

With a sound, the iron rod and the sharp axe struck each other, and the two of them retreated a few steps respectively, and they turned out to be equal in breath.

"Brother Corpse King, stop this psychic puppet, and the younger brother will go and deal with Xiong Lao'er!" Weng Qingyu shouted.

"Okay! I didn't expect the old man to cooperate with you Weng Qingyu too!hahaha...... Big iron head, come on!" said the White Witch Corpse King, spreading out the wishful stick in his hand, as if the sky was full of stick shadows, although he could not win for a while, but he crushed the psychic puppet to death.

It's just that from the White Witch Corpse King's face as if he was about to drip blood and the bloody aura emanating from his body, he knew that this kind of completely overdraft would definitely not last long.

Weng Qingyu finally seized the opportunity and dodged past the psychic puppet.

Old Monster Xiong's face changed, obviously, he still underestimated the strength of the two powerhouses, the White Witch Corpse King and Weng Qingyu. originally thought that with the psychic puppet enough, he could completely intercept and kill the other party, but he didn't expect to put himself in danger.

Zhang Yang also knew that at this time, he had entered the most critical moment of the battle, and he might have to decide the winner in a moment and a half, and while pulling Shangguan Mo'er behind him, he was ready to attack and reap the results.

That's when the unexpected happened.

I saw that Weng Qingyu finally escaped from the blockade of the psychic puppet under the desperate cover of the White Witch Corpse King, but he did not attack the bear monster, but walked towards the bottom of the mountain in a puff of smoke.

"With the cover of Brother Lao Corpse, the younger brother has taken the first step!"

Weng Qingyu's voice came from afar, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker, but he also escaped a distance, and he couldn't catch up.

At this time, even Zhang Yang could see that the secret method used by Weng Qingyu and the White Witch Corpse King was definitely not the same type. The desperate secret method that Weng Qingyu used just now looked amazing, but it was actually just a superficial phenomenon.

Zhang Yang estimates that there will be absolutely no future troubles.

However, the secret method of the White Witch Corpse King is real, I believe that even if he survives this catastrophe, he will be greatly injured, and even if he retreats in the dangerous Tianfu Ruins, he will definitely be chased and killed by other enemies after going out, and it is difficult to have a good end.

...... Besides, Weng Qingyu's escape, it happened suddenly, and for a moment, everyone was stunned.

Immediately after, the angry voice of the White Witch Corpse King sounded:

"Weng Qingyu! You are a puppet! The old man is not with you! If you don't die today, you will definitely be drained from your soul and refined by a thousand knives! You will be overthrown by the Heavenly Imperial Sect!"

The White Witch Corpse King was so angry that he almost fainted!

The dignified hair is stiff, and he is being played with like this, which is almost angry!

"Hahaha, Weng Qingyu, Weng Qingyu, I only knew that you were despicable, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable! ”

Old Monster Xiong almost burst into tears of laughter at first, and then sighed! After all, Weng Qingyu had already run far, and it was not so easy to catch up.

Boom!

Click!

Two heavy blows sounded, but it was a careless act of the White Witch Corpse King's anger, and he was slashed on the shoulder by the psychic puppet Tie Kui with an axe. The black leather armor shattered with a thud, and the blade of the axe was firmly embedded in the flesh of his shoulder.

The White Witch Corpse King was stunned, with a painful expression on his face.

Tie Kui had already kicked up, kicking the body of the White Witch Corpse King like Roshan away, and with a "tom", it fell heavily to the ground.

The psychic puppet still refused to give up, and continued to chase and kill with a sharp axe in both hands. Seeing that the White Witch Corpse King was about to die, he was under the axe.

...... Seeing this, Zhang Yang knew that the time was ripe, and his heart moved, and he did not launch a sneak attack directly on the bear monster, but sneaked around and made the appearance that he was going down the mountain.

The old monster bear was in control of the overall situation, and under his high spirits, he naturally refused to let Zhang Yang leave, his footsteps moved, and a peak magic weapon flying sword in his hand was about to slash at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang immediately left Shangguan Mo'er and ran faster, as if he was desperate to escape.

Seeing this, the old monster Xiong kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up, although the flying sword in his hand could not be envoyed because of the suppression of his divine sense, but under the ** power of his Yuanying monk far beyond ordinary people, the sword light was Huohuo, and the power was not small.

Zhang Yang's face was full of panic, as if he had been forced into a desperate situation, but his heart was happy.

Seeing that the bear monster was getting closer and closer, he stepped the ground with both feet, and the original running figure immediately swirled around and pounced on the bear monster in reverse. In an instant, the fiery red scale armor of his right arm appeared, and the sharp claws suddenly lengthened.

The old monster was stunned for a moment, and then it became clear that this was going to be a battle of trapped beasts, right? At the moment, he didn't think about it, and continued to hold the flying sword in his hand, in his opinion, what if this was a purple zombie? As long as he didn't choose hand-to-hand combat, it should be easy to use the flying sword to cut down the opponent.

However, just as the distance was approaching, a sudden chill suddenly felt in the heart of the old monster, and a dangerous aura rose.

As a primitive old monster, he has experienced many fights, and he naturally has a certain perception of danger. And now, from the purple zombie who swooped over, he sensed the aura of danger.

It's a pity that it's too late to dodge at this time. The bear monster could only bite the bullet, and the flying sword in his hand trembled, like ten thousand streamers.

Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, the strength of the muscles and flesh of his whole body exploded, the muscles and flesh of his right arm were knotted, and the unicorn arm attacked strongly.

Bite!

Burst!

The sword is shot away!

Originally, the flying sword in the hand of the bear monster was also a pinnacle magic weapon, so it would not be so vulnerable. However, in the absence of mana blessings, the power is not known to be much weaker than normal.

The old monster's eyes widened, and he still couldn't believe that this was the truth.

Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all, and shot one after another, and his sharp claws waved, instantly cutting off the head of the bear monster.

A black light flashed, but it was the old monster of the bear, and the infant suddenly rushed out of the corpse and rushed towards Zhang Yang's forehead, obviously with the intention of taking it away.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly. When he killed Old Monster Fei for the first time, he had already thought of this.

It is very dangerous for the Yuanying Monks to use the Yuanying to directly take away the powerful monks, and the probability of failure is very high, but they will also give it a go when they know that they will die.

Zhang Yang wouldn't give him a chance to fight, and with a cold snort, his feet stepped on the ground, and his body quickly retreated.

During this delay, several thunderbolts in the sky had already slashed down, and in the terrible cry, the Yuan Infant of the old monster was completely turned into ashes.

At this point, including the Yuanying monk Xiong Laowei, nine of the teams sent into the Tianfu Ruins by the Puwang Sect had died at the hands of Zhang Yang.

There were still three Jindan monks left, but they didn't know where they were. If he could meet them, Zhang Yang would definitely not mind killing them.

...... Rumble!

At the moment when the old monster bear's primordial infant was annihilated by the power of thunder and lightning, the sparkle in the eyes of the psychic puppet Tie Kui disappeared instantly, his eyes became dull, and the sharp axe in his hand that should have been slashed towards the White Witch Corpse King slanted slightly, and fell heavily on the stone ground, scattering rocks.

Boom!

Although the White Witch Corpse King, who thought he was going to die, didn't know what was going on, he knew that he would take the opportunity to take advantage of it and kick Tie Kui away.

Followed by a weak breath on his body, his legs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground, and his hand was on the ground with a ruyi stick, so that he could support his body, obviously he was extremely seriously injured, and he had already injured the root;

The clouds in the sky also dissipated.

Zhang Yang didn't care about all this, he was busy holding the flying sword of the old bear monster and collecting the remaining soul power of the old bear monster.

At this point, he already possessed the soul power of the three primordial old monsters, and if he was refined into the Ten Thousand Demon Banners, the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Banners would definitely increase greatly.

There is also a demon cultivator and a primordial old monster's gift ring, and the life savings of the two powerhouses are placed on the ground.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was in a good mood and ran over to pick it up and put it away.

As for the situation of the White Witch Corpse King, Zhang Yang also saw it. It's obviously the end of the crossbow, and it's vulnerable.

Several powerhouses fought with each other, and finally cheapened Zhang Yang, a fisherman hiding behind.

For Zhang Yang, there is simply no more ideal ending.

...... "Boy, did you kill this bear monster?" The White Witch Corpse King looked at Zhang Yang, who was constantly busy, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!" Zhang Yang had nothing to hide, and nodded in approval.

"That's good! With the strength of a purple zombie, he can actually kill a primordial old monster, which is a good job!"

"Of course, this is called a real person without showing his face!" Zhang Yang smiled lightly and stood at a certain distance.

Although the White Witch Corpse King is down, after all, he is the hair stiff of the Great Perfection. The sick tiger is still powerful, and no one is afraid of it.

"The Corpse King's predecessor seems to be seriously injured!" Zhang Yang looked at the White Witch Corpse King with a smile on his face.

"Hmph! In this situation, the old man will not pray to you for mercy. Boy, you should be able to see that although the old man saved your life at the beginning, he didn't have any good intentions for you. What do you want to do with the old man, you can say it bluntly! If you want to kill or chop, the old man will definitely not frown! However, for the sake of the old man helping you to advance at the beginning, I hope that if you have the opportunity later, you can help the old man kill Weng Qingyu's despicable and shameless horseman!" The White Witch Corpse King had a strong expression of resentment on his face, obviously he hated Weng Qingyu's betrayal to the extreme.

Zhang Yang touched his chin and looked at the White Witch Corpse King with interest.

The White Witch Corpse King did have thoughts that were unfavorable to him, which made Zhang Yang very unhappy. However, the other party is Mao Zhuang, and it can be regarded as the same kind!

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Zhang Yang's heart, and he asked:

"I don't know what the seniors of the Corpse King covet the juniors? If you can say it, the juniors will not give the seniors a chance to solve the soul. ”

The current White Witch Corpse King was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and the wounds on his body were shocking, and he really didn't even have the power to resist, so he could only let Zhang Yang slaughter him.

This time, the White Witch Corpse King did not hesitate, and replied directly:

"Boy, what kind of special exercises are you cultivating? When you were in the stage of wandering corpses, the chest cavity and abdominal cavity were completely destroyed, and the mana of the whole body was actually functioning normally, and it didn't seem to be affected at all. As far as the old man knew, what the entire cultivation world could do was the extremely terrifying physical cultivation method that only existed in legends. This kind of exercise, for the important surname of our zombies, you should be clear. So, don't blame the old man for coveting. ”

Zhang Yang showed a look of clarity in his eyes, this is the guilt of Huaibi. If it weren't for the fact that Weng Qingyu and others came to the U-shaped valley to make a big fuss, I couldn't say that I would really be coerced and lured.

Zhang Yang's original idea was to try to recruit the White Witch Corpse King and let him be his subordinate. However, thinking about this existence of the Great Perfection of Stiffness, once its injuries are healed, it is not something that can be controlled by oneself at all.

What's more, this White Witch Corpse King also has his own old master, that is, the head of the Corpse Refining Gate, and is loyal to his master. This also means that this strong man can only be friends and foes with himself in the future.

Soliciting something, but it's a little greedy.

With a sigh at the moment, the unicorn arm is activated. Since they are destined to be friends and foes, they naturally cannot be soft-hearted............ Half an hour later, Zhang Yang and Shangguan Mo'er stood by a pond.

Just now, Zhang Yang finally chose to kill the White Witch Corpse King, who had fallen into the end of the strong crossbow.

Zhang Yang killed the bear monster, although it was said to be out of self-preservation, but once it reached Puwangzong, he would be the undying enemy of Puwangzong.

Also, he got all the belongings of the two old monsters, which can be described as a huge fortune, which is inevitably coveted...... If the predecessor of the corpse king leaves, he is really a little worried.

Based on some of the above reasons, for the White Witch Corpse King, an enemy who has some respect, he can only be a killer.

Now, Zhang Yang looked at the pond in front of him, the water waves were calm, and there was a thin layer of mist on the water surface. The seemingly clear liquid in the pond is full of viscous texture.

This waterhole is located in a cave, and the roof of the cave is not only too high, but the stalagmites hang down.

The stalagmites gradually converged, and it was this viscous liquid that slowly dripped down.

Standing on the edge of the pond, I can't feel the aura on my face, there is just a special breath, a breath that Zhang Yang has never felt.

Breathing a sigh of relief, looking at the water surface of the pond that is not too broad, but not too small, Zhang Yang suddenly wondered:

"The area of this marrow washing pool is not small, and there is a lot of spiritual fluid, it shouldn't be a problem to accommodate three or four people, right?

"In terms of the amount of aura, of course, there are enough people to use it. However, this pool of marrow washing has a special surname, that is, this spiritual liquid only works wonders when it is in this pool of marrow washing, and once it is extracted, it will become ordinary water. Therefore, most people cut the marrow and wash the marrow directly in this marrow washing pool. And when the scriptures are cut and the marrow is cleaned, just like cultivating the exercises, it will enter a very mysterious state, and once it is disturbed, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Shangguan Mo'er said this, look at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Therefore, none of them will rest assured that they have an enemy by their side when they are cutting the scriptures and washing the marrow." ”

Shangguan Mo'er smiled: "Of course, if the Taoist friend is not worried about the little sister, you can use the bundle of immortal ropes to tie up the little sister." ”

"The fairy laughed! How could I not believe the fairy!"

After entering this cave, the mana prohibition and the divine consciousness prohibition have all disappeared. If Zhang Yang wants to trap Shangguan Mo'er, there are naturally countless ways.

However, he did not feel the need for it.

Life needs to have some trustworthy friends and confidants. If you have to be wary of everyone around you, such a life is too much of a failure.

What's more, if Shangguan Mo'er made a move on herself, with her own strength, it would be impossible for her to get out of this ancient battlefield safely, and she would only end up in a fall.

When Shangguan Mo'er heard this, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Time is precious, let's start!" Zhang Yang said, about to take off his gossip purple clothes.

In a blink of an eye, Shangguan Mo'er next to him suddenly looked scared, and then realized that something was wrong.

The look of embarrassment on his face flashed, and with a wave of his hand, several small array flags were suspended in the air, slowly spinning.

The next moment, a curtain of fog suddenly rose, covering the cold pool. The appearance of this fog curtain is extremely thick, even with Zhang Yang's clear eyes, it can't be seen through, and it can cover the divine consciousness and sound, which is really a good formation.

Seeing this, Shangguan Mo'er was a little stunned, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she jumped into the pond in her wide clothes.

Zhang Yang also took off his clothes all over his body, and the knotted muscles and cuticle-like scale armor all over his body looked extremely strong. After cutting the marrow and washing the marrow, the physical fitness will be improved from then on, what kind of effect will it have at that time?

Zhang Yang also had some faint expectations.

Hula!

With a sound of water, Zhang Yang jumped into the pool.

Viscous and crystal clear, the water of this pool embodies two very contradictory surnames.

Zhang Yang stepped on the bottom of the pool, the water in the pool was not at the height of his neck, and only his head was exposed.

The moment he entered the pool, Zhang Yang felt a trace of cool breath penetrate his skin and began to enter his body.

However, because he didn't know what the effect of this spiritual liquid was, he didn't dare to use the "Taiyin Refining Form" devouring technique without authorization, but he just let the coolness of the spiritual liquid slowly penetrate into his body on his own.

(To be continued)