"Yes! I don't know what level of those golden wings are."

"There is also the spirit of Yinquan who actually took the initiative to hit the purple zombie. I really don't know what background he is."

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People were talking about it, all of which were sighing, and it was hard to hide their envy.

The Spirit of Yinquan and the unknown golden wings... Even the old Nascent Soul monster should be extremely grateful to have one.

And these two treasures are actually a small purple zombie. With such resources, you can imagine how powerful their survival and promotion abilities will be in the future, and there will be more opportunities to achieve the great road.

...

The two Nascent Soul monks, Wind and Qingyu, walked with great speed.

Luo Fei stepped on the three-color lotus platform and followed closely.

"Hey, Senior Brother Feng, I really didn't expect that the girl could catch up. The three-color lotus platform under her feet was not the Three-Leaf Creation Green Lotus of the noble sect, right? The Three-Leaf Creation Green Lotus, the Lost Treasure Copper Coins, the Qingyuan Flying Sword... Hey! This girl's little foundation-building cultivation level has been given so many treasures. Are you not afraid that she will be killed and seized by someone?" Weng Qingyu licked her lips and said.

"Hmph! My sect's affairs are not in charge, Junior Brother Weng is worried about it."

The old monster Feng and Weng Qingyu fled quickly, but the distance between them and Zhang Yang became farther and farther.

However, the two of them were not in a hurry, but were dispersed far away and did not relax. They knew that this situation would not last long.

How much mana can a small purple slag have? It is estimated that if there is no incense stick of time, its mana will be exhausted. At that time, even if there are golden wings, they will not be able to escape from their palms.

But, a stick of incense has passed...

Two incense sticks have passed...

Half an hour passed...

"Huh? Flying at this speed, his mana should have been exhausted, right? Why did I still feel that my speed is not diminishing at all?" Weng Qingyu let out a light ejaculation.

The old monster Feng obviously felt something was wrong.

"Maybe... it's because of the Yinquan Spirit? Zombies have a strong source of Yin and Cold power to replenish their magic power, and their magic power will recover faster. However, we don't have to worry. If we can contact the outside world, the Yinquan Spirit's original Yin and Cold power is endless; however, the absorption capacity of the small purple zombie is limited. No matter how strong the original source of Yin and Cold power is, his body cannot absorb it, and the speed of the increase in mana is not enough... His fate is already destined."

The old monster Feng's tone was extremely confident.

Weng Qingyu also nodded, expressing his approval.

Luo Fei didn't say anything at all, but she felt something was wrong in her heart. Things didn't seem to be that inevitable, right?

Sure enough, an hour passed...

Two hours have passed...

Adding up, they had already escaped for thousands of miles. At this time, even if the old monster Feng and Weng Qingyu were confident, they knew that something was wrong.

His figure flashed, stopped one after another, and his brows frowned deeply.

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Chapter completed!