189, Fujizu

1**, Fujizu

Pulling back the first hand, it seems to be a few breaths of time, but the inside is changing rapidly, the three monks of this world have no idea that Zhang Yang can master the three origin paths, and moreover, it is still a combination of the three of them, it seems to have some unfamiliar taste when used, and the movements are not as chic as theirs, but the effect is much more obvious than them, after all, there is always a gap between the three heavens and the one heaven, and in the blink of an eye, what they control is changing hands, but the origin is not at all rich and sharp that Zhang Yang controls;

A few breaths of time passed, the water monk a substitution technique, abandoning part of the origin, dodged the siege of the four yellow turban wrestlers, appeared in front of the two companions, spurting out a mouthful of blood, between the dancing hands, the snowflakes of the hundred meters around him were also delayed by him a lot, a small part, even controlled by him, Zhang Yang saw this so unconcerned, hehe smiled, his figure flashed, he arrived in front of the water monk, reached out and grabbed it, pinched his shoulder, this sudden space conversion, so that the other party did not expect it at all, a surprise appeared on his face, and it was too late to struggle。

In an instant, the water monk lost his will and did not think that one day, he would be frozen by someone, and the snowflakes in the sky flew here, and became more elegant, and in the distance, the four yellow turban wrestlers had already strode over, pounced on the earth monk, with the snowflakes and grass everywhere, and soon, he grabbed the earth monk in his hands, and one person and one limb were buckled in the air, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless;

A look of fear appeared on the face of the only remaining monk of Muxing, at this time, I no longer knew that the monk in front of me was a fool if he was not easy to provoke, and in my heart, the only thought left now was to escape, how far to escape, as long as I fled back, I could continue to move troops and seek revenge again;

Zhang Yang looked at each other playfully, the snowflakes flying in front of him condensed into a long sword, buckled in his hand, the Muxing monk no longer had the heart to fight, the earth was frozen in ice, although there was an obstacle to his Muxing Dao, but it was not unusable, the origin of the Muxing on his body was all exported by him, above his hands, two black, long thorny rattans grabbed in his hands, and threw them at Zhang Yang, but his body roared back, but a hundred meters, he didn't care whether the rattan thrown was meritorious or not, he couldn't wait to turn around and escape quickly;

Zhang Yang saw it but smiled, this square of millions of miles of space was blocked by him, he wanted to escape, but it was not so simple, here, Zhang Yang's space conversion was very smooth, it was simply a wish, the rattan thrown by the wooden monk was in front of him, Zhang Yang's figure had disappeared, like a fresh wind, when he appeared again, he had already run to the front of the wooden monk, and the sarcastic smile seemed to the other party like a demon crawling out of hell, calling the soul in his heart;

Without waiting for the other party to continue to turn around and run away, the ice sword in Zhang Yang's hand had already pierced into the opponent's body, and on the free fingers, several magic tricks were pinched, and the wooden monk was sealed, carried it in his hand, and came to the top of the head of the earth monk who was still struggling;

The right hand became a claw, grabbed the head of the earth monk, a touch of deep cold straight into the opponent's head, the instant ice, the achievement of a sculpture, within the sea of knowledge, but it was unusually rolling, the flamboyant soul search technique was being applied to the other party, the best object was still carried by him in his hand, the earth monk in front of him, just he used it for an experiment;

Fragmentary memories rose in Zhang Yang's heart, and the other party's resistance made Zhang Yang a little headache, but it was very reasonable to think about it, how could someone search for his soul and not resolutely resist?

Inside the frozen sculpture, the seven orifices of the earth-walking monk flowed blood, dyeing the transparent sculpture red, and the hideous face could still see the fierce resistance of the other party in the depths of the sea of knowledge, but a cup of tea, the monk's breath was gone, and above the hideous face, there was a strange serenity, and it was also a color of liberation, the technique of soul searching, which was indeed domineering;

Opening his eyes, Zhang Yang shook his head, what he gained was not much, but it was not too little, how huge is the memory of a sub-saint monk, it is not comparable to a quasi-saint, this monk is desperately trying to cover up his ** In his opinion, Zhang Yang is also a user of the Origin Dao, and he may not look down on this thing on him, but he doesn't know that this point is what Zhang Yang tries his best to get, and it can be regarded as an unexpected gain, but for others, his knowledge is very limited, intermittently, and it is almost impossible to connect into an accurate information, especially the fruit of the World Tree, the other party is obviously the most concerned, and the gain is almost zero, Zhang Yang shook his head and was a little helpless, after all, in addition to the application of the Origin Dao, this is what he cares about the most;

"Smack......

The body of the earth monk fell to the ground and fell into countless pieces, not much different from the broken pork, Zhang Yang shook his head, and walked towards the water monk who was frozen by himself before, and concocted it in the same way, which can be regarded as adding a little experience, this time there is a lot more, but there is not much really useful information, but the way of using the origin of the water line is a harvest;

The last Muxing monk, who is also the leader of the trio, Zhang Yang still has some scruples in his heart, he doesn't know if the Muxing monks under this Teng Zu all love the rattan Mu Xing control method, but the Mu Xing monk who can go to Yasheng will definitely leave an impression in the eyes of the Teng Ancestor, not that he is afraid of anything, but he is just worried about whether the other party knows the news of the death of this Mu Xing monk, and he is just afraid that the Fuji Ancestor will strengthen his vigilance;

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang felt that he was worried about nothing, he didn't come, it didn't mean that the monks from other domains didn't come, the news of the fruit of the World Tree spread, and it won't be long before a large number of Yasheng came to confirm the authenticity of this news, hehe, hehe, even if it came early!

Letting go of his heart, Zhang Yang was not polite, adjusted his state, and reviewed the two soul-searching methods of the two sides, his face was pale, and his hands were fiercely grasped on the head of the Muxing monk;

In the sea of Mu Xing monk's knowledge, Zhang Yang's incarnation figure came out, and a big knife that looked like an earth demon knife was grasped in his hand, exuding a trace of evil energy, not a real earth demon knife, Zhang Yang took this Mu Xing monk very seriously, and this was also to increase the fear of the other party, he didn't mind torturing the other party's Yuan Shen in the other party's sea of knowledge, and came to the top ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty;

"Roar ......" Zhang Yang's incarnation let out a shocking roar, and the killing intent in his eyes filled the entire sea of consciousness of the other party, and the evil qi emitted by the ground knife in his hand was also spread by him;

In the middle of the sea of Mu Xing's knowledge, an ice sword was inserted in the heart of a primordial god, and at the bottom of his feet, a gossip turned slightly, sealing the other party in it, and he couldn't move, but as a primordial god, the original thought still existed, and a loud roar came from afar, like an ancient beast, and the palpitating murderous aura hit his heart, which strengthened the fear in his heart.

A golden man who was not much taller than him appeared in front of him, compared to him, it was like an ancient giant mountain, and the heavy pressure rushed towards him, as if it would be crushed into powder at any time, but this golden light was transformed by publicity;

"Who are you?" an eternal voice sounded, like a demon god, coming with boundless coercion;

"Thorny, I...... It's a thorn!" The Pangu coercion that Zhang Yang deliberately brought in played a huge role at this time; the continuous coercion forced away, and above the Muxing monk Yuanshen, the black dots had begun to connect into silk threads, as if many flowers were embroidered on him, enchanting and dark, revealing the slightest strangeness, eating away at the other party's mind;

"Dare to offend me!why?" The word "why" was shouted out by Zhang Yang, the front one asked a coercive rhetorical question, and the second one shouted angrily, straight to the depths of the soul of the Muxing monk, at this moment, the evil qi on the other party's body was a little more, half of the body had been dyed black, at that moment, the mind had a trace of collapse;

"I ......"

"Say!" Zhang Yang didn't give the other party time to react, continued to threaten, and the earth knife in his hand was also cut down from the sky, as if he was already irritable and was about to take the other party's surname;

"Ah......" The Muxing monk was terrified, seeing the giant knife approaching, he couldn't help but scream, and the incomparable fear hit his heart, and when the giant knife was halfway, the evil qi on the knife had fallen, turning into countless ghosts, pounced in front of him, biting up, and the pain that pierced the heart was a direct injury from the original god;

Zhang Yang's incarnation took this opportunity, swallowed it in one gulp, and began to search for souls;

For a long time, Zhang Yang's incarnation swayed for a while, opened his mouth and spit out a green dot, whiskerly, this green dot turned into a rattan, and turned into a green human shape, bald and long beard, the size of a zhang, raised his head and looked at Zhang Yang's incarnation angrily, behind him, a hundred zhang phantom flashed, the phantom was like a coiled snake;

"Who are you, why did you kill my beloved apprentice?" a hoarse voice came from the green bald long-bearded human form, with boundless anger, and then the snake-like phantom was brought to tremble, this thorn surrounded the sea of knowledge, and had lost its thorny figure, and now, it had become a battlefield for the battle between the incarnation of Zhang Yang and the bald long-bearded monk;

"Who are you?" Zhang Yang had a hint of contempt and a little speculation in his heart;

"Vertical looking for death!" The bald long-bearded monk was furious, with one hand, the phantom of the snake behind him instantly shot at Zhang Yang's avatar like a speeding arrow;

"Carving insect skills, dare to be presumptuous!" "Wan Zhang's body, a thunderous spear in his hand pierced straight down at the coiled snake that shot at it, and where it passed, thousands of thunderbolts burst out, and this thorn around the sea of knowledge also began to collapse at this moment;

On the outer battlefield, the thorn around the head exploded from the inside like a watermelon, throwing away countless plasma, a green figure flashed out, quite embarrassed, but Zhang Yang, who woke up, was prepared, and when he opened his hand, a large net of thunder and lightning condensed enveloped it, gradually shrinking, crackling sounded, accompanied by roars and screams;

Where can Zhang Yang tolerate the other party's arrogance, the thunder gun in his hand went straight into the thunder net, and after a terrible sound, the green figure turned into smoke and dust, and Zhang Yang was relieved;

"Vine Ancestor, hehe!" Zhang Yang smiled, he had prepared before searching for the soul, and the incarnation was also covered in golden light, which was also a kind of cover-up, and the thunder gun used had also been arranged in advance, so as to confuse the public; )