"Black face, I have to say, you are indeed very powerful!" In the giant umbrella, Xizhao suddenly spoke, "But here, it's my world!" Xizhao's voice echoed inside for a long time before dissipating.

Although Zhang Yang didn't speak, he still somewhat agreed with her. The darkness in this giant umbrella is so dark that you may not be able to see even one person in front of you, and the hair in the "umbrella cloth" position seems to be conscious, as long as Zhang Yang approaches, it will quickly wrap around. If it is a person who moves slowly, then he will immediately be entangled and slaughtered. And Xizhao and Gu Qingcheng were completely unaffected by this condition. Zhang Yang's every move was all under their control, Gu Qingcheng's swordsmanship was already extremely powerful, and Zhang Yang couldn't see his movements at all, so his several raids almost stabbed Zhang Yang.

It's still that weakness, Zhang Yang is a little depressed in his heart, he doesn't have any long-range attacks at all, if the Thousand Illusion Tower, Zhang Yang will not move it unless he has to. Zhang Yang suddenly thought that he had just obtained that magic weapon, and this Zhang Yang touched the hexagonal ancient mirror in his hand. It turned out that after being controlled by the red face, Zhang Yang really didn't have any good way at first, but the Thousand Illusions Tower in the center of his eyebrows shook slightly. Zhang Yang knew what this reaction of the Tower of Thousand Dreams represented, and he let go of his control over the Tower of Thousand Dreams. Who knew that as soon as he let go of the Thousand Illusion Tower, he suddenly sucked the mirror over, so at that time, Zhang Yang was able to successfully counter the red face. With these two things, Zhang Yang's heart was a little comforted.

"Huh!" something flashed in the darkness, and Zhang Yang took a step to dodge. However, this thing turned out to be a "U" shaped hair. After Zhang Yang dodged its two ends, he was suddenly entangled in his hair.

"Smack!" Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't hesitate, and he used to break his hair. Sure enough, the sound of brushing in the back continued, and it seemed that the overwhelming hair was entangled. In such a dark environment, it is unrealistic to rely on hearing and feeling to deal with the hair in the sky. Zhang Yang didn't hesitate at all, he grabbed the soul needle and threw it out.

"Zheng!" the silver needle made a crisp sound, cutting off the hair that surrounded it one by one. However, at this moment, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly froze, and a long sword had already stabbed him from behind. The reason why Zhang Yang didn't discover this sword in advance was because it was not Gu Qingcheng who was carrying it, but a person with formed hair.

"This!" It seems that these two people are still a little underestimated, this kind of lifeless thing is indeed difficult for Zhang Yang to find. And looking at this situation, there may be many such hair people in the back. Zhang Yang narrowly dodged the attack of the long sword, turned around and kicked it over. However, just as Zhang Yang imagined, this middle-haired man can also rebound and attack. It has no entity, and the Phaseless Tribulation Finger should be useless, so there is no way for Zhang Yang to take this head at this time.

"Whew!" I don't know when there were a lot of haired people with long swords around, but their swords were not real swords, but swords made of hair.

"Huh!" There was no movement, and all the haired people attacked together. And what is shocking is that they are not indiscriminate attacks, but as if they have been trained, they are superb in swordsmanship, and they cooperate quite tacitly.

"It's Gu Qingcheng!" Zhang Yang immediately understood, it must be Gu Qingcheng who was manipulating them. It's really powerful, Xizhao's ability plus Gu Qingcheng's swordsmanship, and in this environment, it can be said that if it is another person who comes in, then he may not even be able to last a minute.

"Snort!" Zhang Yang's clothes were punctured, this kind of lifeless haired man's siege made Zhang Yang very uncomfortable, first, there was no way to judge their attack, but his own attack had no effect on them.

Wait! Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something, he immediately jumped to the side, and with a thought, a green point of light slowly rose on the small sapling above the dantian. The point of light became more and more abundant, and after a while, the power of the stars in his body slowly spread to his whole body, and Zhang Yang felt it slightly, as if he didn't have any special feelings. In Zhang Yang's impression, the energy in the little sapling has always had the ability to punish "evil", whether it is the poison in Xuan Ming's body or the poisonous fire in his body last time, it is not its opponent at all, but it has no effect on ordinary things. For this reason, Zhang Yang also forcibly mixed the energy of the little sapling with the power of the stars several times in the hope of improving his strength, but to his disappointment, this did not help at all.

Now, Zhang Yang decided to try again to see how the little sapling judged this kind of haired person.

"Drink!" Zhang Yang felt the mysterious energy on his body, and then punched the haired man nearby.

"Smack!" Zhang Yang's fist was still bounced back, and just as he was about to be disappointed, he suddenly found that the haired man was as if he had been poisoned, and he withered in an instant. Eventually, only a thin strand of hair fell from the air.

"It's useful!" Zhang Yang was suddenly ecstatic, it seems that this Xizhao is a wicked person, so let's wait for Uncle Ben's sanctions. Zhang Yang was here proudly, but he heard an exclamation from the darkness, "My hair!"

Zhang Yang didn't know what was going on over there, and he didn't care about it at all. His body kept shuttling in the darkness, and the haired people shriveled down one by one. He was happily busy when he suddenly felt someone coming.

"Black face, you bastard!" Gu Qingcheng rushed over through gritted teeth.

Zhang Yang was suddenly a little confused, and he didn't understand why he was scolding himself. But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, Zhang Yang teleported and then kicked Gu Qingcheng's waist. Gu Qingcheng suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang was a little disappointed in his heart, this little sapling's ability is not applicable to everyone, otherwise this Gu Qingcheng should be at the resurrection point at this time.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!" Gu Qingcheng rushed over again despite the serious injuries on his body.

Zhang Yang didn't leave his hand anymore, but pointed at Gu Qingcheng's forehead without a matchless robbery. "Wow!" Gu Qingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and then saw his body slowly disappear in the white light.

"Qingcheng!" came the angry voice of Sunset in the darkness again. "Black face, take your life!" Xizhao's angry voice was still echoing, Zhang Yang suddenly this giant umbrella made of hair was slowly getting smaller, it seemed that Xizhao wanted to use all his energy to strangle Zhang Yang to death in it this time.

"Aren't you still giving up?" Zhang Yang said softly, and then pointed to the umbrella cover above his head.

"He hasn't come out yet?" The Allied forces outside the giant umbrella have been completely wiped out, and the dragon battle is superior in the end, and after killing the world, the box that the terrain poison dragon burst out was also lucky to fall out. Now, the entire battlefield is only left on Zhang Yang's side.

"Look!" As Ji Meng shouted, everyone immediately focused their attention on the giant umbrella.

"This..."

"The giant umbrella seems to have withered..."

"Where's the black face?"

"There!"

The giant umbrella slowly withered, and Zhang Yang slowly walked out of it, where the shadow of the sunset and Gu Qingcheng was long gone, and only some messy hair fell to the ground......