However, before he could yell, another light behind him had arrived.

puff!

Gululu!

As the blood splattered, a big head was cut off.

Two monks, one fat and one thin, walked out.

Judging from their strength, they are all in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but the cooperation just now was really tacit understanding, and they took another sneak attack, and they actually succeeded in one blow.

Without saying a word, one picked up the deceased's close-fitting magic weapon, and the other directly took off the bag of objects he carried with him, and kicked the corpse with dissatisfaction.

"What a poor man! A prestigious monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage actually doesn't even have a trash ring. He also has to carry a trash bag like a junior in the Qi Refining Stage to embarrass people. Bah!"

As he said, he spat hard.

Another fat monk looked quite happy.

"Brother, his magic weapon is pretty good! It looks quite sharp. Although we don't use claw magic weapons, we can get a lot of good things when we go to the market. Brother, you are really good at this method. You ambush here. In just a short time, we have killed five casual cultivators. It's really worth the trip!"

The thin monk nodded and said:

"It's almost time! When the fight above is over, we may not be able to leave smoothly."

The two of them were discussing about leaving, suddenly, there was a "rumbling" sound in a stone passage. The two of them winked, hid in another passage again, and raided in an ambush.

...

Zhang Yang stepped out of the stone gate and his brows immediately frowned.

"No one anymore! It seems that something drastic has happened in this U-shaped valley."

Looking at the cracked stone passages and the collapsed stone gates around, Zhang Yang secretly speculated.

The roars like beasts from the wilderness that came from outside at all times made him dispel his intention of large-scale detection of his spiritual sense.

Before the promotion, his spiritual sense detection range could reach more than 600 meters; after the promotion, this range will definitely be greatly improved, but there is no chance to experiment.

If you accidentally anger the existence above, it is not fun.

Just listening to the roar can make Zhang Yang feel palpitations. Thinking about it, you can know how terrible it is.

He controlled his spiritual consciousness and detected a small circle around him clearly, and found that countless stone rooms in the entire hall were empty and there was no one.

No longer hesitate, he walked out.

To advance to purple slag, walking is not difficult. Although you jump quickly, Zhang Yang prefers the experience of stepping on both legs.

As soon as I walked to the hall, I suddenly heard a warning in my heart.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yang's muscles burst out and his body immediately rolled.

call out--

A ray of light shone across my chest.

boom!

A large hole was blasted directly on the stone wall next to it.

Before Zhang Yang could be amazed, another light had already arrived behind him.

roar!

Zhang Yang roared, it was too late to dodge.

The waist twisted, the body rotated, and the sharp claws slapped out.

"Ding!" With a sound, a bright light was shot down, but it was a flying sword.

He was ambushed as soon as he came out, and the anger in Zhang Yang's heart can be imagined.

“Huh?”

The two ambushed obviously did not expect the target to be so thrust. They recognized their strength without hitting the attack, and did not fight. They reached out and waved the flying sword. It seemed that they had agreed to escape from the outside at the same time. Typically, they could beat them if they could beat them, and ran away if they could not.

How could Zhang Yang let them go?

He reached out and patted the blood coffin behind him.

call out!

A black light flashed.

Bang!

Amid the heavy sound of landing, a purple and stagnant face was ferocious, and her burly body firmly blocked the entrance of the stone cave.

Zhang Yang himself rushed towards the nearest monk without hesitation.

At such a close distance, the monk had just pinched a magic trick, and before he could fly the censor's sword, Zhang Yang had already approached him. His sharp claws stretched out, grabbed his neck tightly, and lifted it up.

Another slightly fat monk bit his teeth and the flying sword of the emperor stabbed the purple zombie blood slave. At the same time, his body followed the sword shadow, intending to rush out in one fell swoop.

roar!

The peak of Blood Slave Purple Slave, in terms of the strength of frontal combat, is still above Zhang Yang, and his claws are slapped directly at the flying sword.

bite!

With a crisp sound, the flying sword was shot down directly. After a bounce, the blood slave had already stepped on it.

At the same time, the other claw grabbed the slightly fat monk and lifted it up like a little chicken.

In the blink of an eye, the battle ended, and the two monks failed to ambush and were captured alive.

"I will only give you one chance. What do I ask and what do you answer? I dare to hesitate and kill you immediately!"

Zhang Yang growled in a hoarse voice, his eyes filled with murderous aura.

"Yes! Fellow Taoist asks, as long as we know, we will speak out and say everything!" The two monks' faces were covered with beans of sweat.

"Where are you hiding just now? You are also in the foundation-building stage cultivation. I just scanned my spiritual sense, why didn't I find you?"

The fat monk turned his head and glanced at the thin monk. It was obvious that the latter's leader was right.

The thin monk glanced at the eyeballs and was about to speak, but Zhang Yang had already taken action, and his sharp claws stabbed out like a knife.

puff!

Directly penetrate the chest.

"ah--"

A shrill scream.

Zhang Yang's arm retracted, and there was a beating heart in his hand.

Zhang Yang stared at the fat monk with blood-red eyes, slowly put the center of his hand into his mouth, chewing slowly, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and his already hideous face looked even more terrifying.

"I don't like smart people! I said, I will only give you one chance, don't want to play tricks, making me lose patience, it is not a fun thing." Zhang Yang said fiercely.

"ah--"

The fat monk had also killed countless people, but when he saw his companions die so miserably, he thought about it and would probably end up like this. He screamed and his spirit almost collapsed.

"I said, I said! We were hiding in the passage just now because of this, this can obscure the spiritual consciousness. We have tried that even the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot see through the concealment of this thing."

The fat man said, tremblingly, he took off a six-pointed pendant from his neck.

Zhang Yang took it and looked at it carefully, but he couldn't tell why.

The hexagram pendant was handed over to the blood slave. With the movement of his spiritual sense, the latter immediately fled behind the passage.

Zhang Yang's spiritual sense scanned it, but sure enough, nothing was found.

If he hadn't seen the Blood Slave walk behind with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was a zombie there.

The blood slave was recalled and another hexagram pendant from the thin monk's corpse was taken off.

After a little more, I found that the person was originally one, but it was separated.

"Carden!"

With a sound, Zhang Yang buckled it back together and hung it around his neck.

This thing has a great effect on him.

"You are not the people from the Corpse Refining Sect?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"No...no!"

This fat monk always follows the thin monk's leader, but now he has no idea and wants to answer everything he doesn't know.

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