At night, the moon is clear.

Zhang Yang came out to collect the spirit grass, and after taking a turn symbolically as usual, he took out the copy that he had hidden the night before, and then looked for a safe and secret place, thought for a while, and took out a bloody coffin from the bag.

When the lid of the coffin was opened, a hideous-looking zombie was lying in the coffin, and a strong aura came to his face.

"Hmph! Fortunately, Fang Lao'er didn't bother to check my bag, otherwise, I don't know if this purple zombie can be saved. ”

Looking at the purple stiffness in the blood coffin, Zhang Yang's face was cold and resolute, and after some hesitation, he made up his mind and slapped the blood coffin.

Shout!

A black light flashed, and the purple zombie had already appeared in front of him.

Rough skin like old bark, green fangs, hideous faces, beast-like nails, thick bodies...... exudes terrifying coercion.

This is the purple stiffness.

I saw that this purple stiff had his eyes closed, and a ginger corpse suppression talisman on his forehead was flickering, and at first glance, he looked like an extraordinary grade.

"As a wandering corpse, it is extremely dangerous to cross the hierarchy in a vain attempt to control the purple zombie, once ordinary people fail, there is a great possibility that they will be counterattacked and controlled. ”

"However, there is the suppression of "Taiyin Refining Form" in the depths of my soul's consciousness, and even if I fail, I will not be counter-controlled. It doesn't hurt to take the plunge and give it a try. ”

Although Zhang Yang said so in his heart, he also understood that if he really wanted to control Zi Zhuang beyond the level, the danger would definitely not be so simple.

Zhang Yang is not an adventurous madman, but he can't help it now.

Fang Lao'er prepared him with Cold Yin Quenching Body Soup, which had tangible benefits for his body.

Zhang Yang could clearly feel that after yesterday's tempering, both in his body and in his mana, there had been a great improvement.

However, Zhang Yang just couldn't understand it in his heart.

His subconscious told him that Fang Lao'er was definitely not asking for nothing.

The current Zhang Yang is completely controlled by Fang Lao'er, and he doesn't even have the strength to resist.

Zhang Yang didn't like this feeling very much.

"Regardless of whether Fang Lao'er has malicious intentions or not, fate must be in my own hands. ”

"If it turns out in the future that Fang Lao'er is truly passing on the mantle to me, I should repay him and take care of his family. ”

"And if he uses me and ends up harming me, I can't just take it easy. ”

"It's true that Fang Lao'er is a strong man in the Jindan period, but looking at his loss of blood and qi, the injuries he suffered have never healed, and his realm has fallen a little. If I control this purple zombie, in case he attacks, I may not be able to fight. ”

Zhang Yang thought about it, suddenly made up his mind, and slapped the blood coffin on his back.

Shout!

Another flash of black light flashed, and the zombie puppet ghost servant appeared in front of him.

"Stand guard beside me, don't stay away, and tear apart all creatures that dare to come near me. ”

Zhang Yang's face was cold and resolute, and he gave an order to the ghost servant.

"Whew!"

The ghost servant agreed, his eyes flashed red, and he stood a few meters next to Zhang Yang and entered a state of alert.

The current ghost servant has been promoted to the second level of wandering corpse. It's not invincible in the vicinity, and it's not a problem to deal with ordinary beasts, or even first-level demon beasts.

What's more, this area was carefully selected by Zhang Yang, and he had already screened it countless times with his divine sense, and there was no existence nearby that could threaten him, and there were ghost servants to protect the law, which was enough to ensure safety.

......

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, his sharp claws cut through his wrist, and under the operation of mana, a drop of natal essence blood was forced out.

Zhang Yang showed a solemn look on his face, and with a wave of his hand, the drop of natal essence blood dripped into Zi Zhuang's forehead, and disappeared in an instant.

Whew――

At the moment when the natal essence blood dripped into the purple stiff forehead, it was like the roar of a beast from the ancient wilderness, and a sad hiss directly hit Zhang Yang's soul.

Woo!

Zhang Yang felt as if his head was about to crack, held his head with both hands, and fell over to the sky.

Zi Zhuang's body also trembled violently, and his face became more and more hideous.

At this time, the rune paper attached to Zi Zhuang's forehead suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and in the regular fluctuations, Zi Zhuang seemed to be greatly restrained, and the struggle gradually subsided.

Looking at Zhang Yang again, the huge pain made him keep rolling on the ground, his already sharp teeth protruded even more, and his sharp claws scratched deep grooves on the ground......

The ghost servant also seemed to feel the pain of his master, and kept whining and roaring beside him.

Whew-w

Zhang Yang's soul seemed to be about to explode, and that irritating roar kept roaring in the sea of soul consciousness, almost driving him crazy.

Fortunately, an old book with a black cover loomed in the depths of the sea of soul knowledge, exuding a cool atmosphere, sticking to the root of the soul, so that Zhang Yang would not be lost.

However, for some reason, "Taiyin Refining Form" did not completely emerge to completely annihilate the roar of invasion, and Zhang Yang could only bear the torment helplessly......

It took a long time for the roar to get weaker and weaker, and gradually disappeared.

Zhang Yang gasped and stood up, depressed, looking extremely weak, and he turned out to be damaged.

Looking down at the ground that was destroyed by himself, thinking back to the thrill just now, he couldn't help but be afraid.

"Is this the horror of the Purple Zombie Strongman?"

"That drop of my natal essence blood only contains a trace of soul power. This trace of soul power entering the sea of purple zombie consciousness would cause such a big reaction. ”

"If it weren't for the suppression of Zhihai by "Taiyin Refining Form", I'm afraid that this backlash would directly sweep my Zhihai and clear my soul. ”

Zhang Yang took a breath and looked at the purple stiffness in front of him.

"Looks like I'm too anxious. The power of your soul is strong, so I will destroy you little by little. ”

"I have the Taiyin Refining Form, in which the second step of refining the zombie puppet is the supreme rune that annihilates the zombie soul, which is the most suitable for you. ”

Zhang Yang thought about acting immediately.

This time, he didn't dare to use his natal essence blood to invade directly, but cut his wrist and forced out a few drops of ordinary thick purple blood, and then waved it without hesitation, and began to write tadpole-like runes on his purple forehead.

For the various runes recorded in "Taiyin Refining Form", Zhang Yang is already extremely proficient, and between the waves, although his wrists are stiff, he has a bit of chic freehand.

At the moment when the last stroke fell, Zhang Yang felt that his body was empty, and the mana and divine consciousness in his whole body seemed to have found an outlet, and he frantically vented out from the end of the pen.

Airplanes!

With a flash of light, those tadpoles seemed to come to life, and instantly sank into the purple stiff forehead.

Woo!

Zi Zhuang's body immediately trembled violently, and the extremely high-grade corpse suppression talisman on his forehead flickered, suppressing it to death.

After a few moments, it returned to normal.

This time, because he did not use the power of the soul to invade, he was not counterattacked, but Zhang Yang knew that the effect achieved was also very limited.

"Directly use the natal essence blood, the power of the counterattack is too strong, so you can only take it slowly. ”

"Listening to the meaning of Fang Lao'er's words, I will continue to use the cold yin quenching body soup to temper my body. I just need to slow down the speed of finding the spirit grass and delay it a little longer. ”

"Hopefully we can get this purple stiff under control as soon as possible before he strikes. I hope that all this is my heart, Fang Lao'er has no bad intentions!"

Zhang Yang sighed slightly anxiously.

slapped the blood coffin and put the purple stiff away.

Then, he took out two Yin Condensation Beads, took one in his mouth, gave one to the ghost servant, and began to enter the cultivation state.

In one night, first forced out a drop of essence blood, and then the soul was collided under the backlash of the purple stiff, coupled with the final drawing rune to extract a large amount of mana and divine consciousness, Zhang Yang's body became extremely weak.

All he had to do was recover as quickly as possible before dawn.

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Thanks to Furuta One Wolf (100 coins), Edogawa Kebei (100 coins), and Seiunica (100 coins) for their tips.

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