Promote to the black zombie on the spot to welcome the thunder tribulation?

It shouldn't be! Because there is a restriction to suppress mana here, the whole body's magic power is empty, and the possibility of promotion on the spot is almost zero. As long as this is not the case, everything is easy to say.

Crossing the thunder tribulation is the most important thing for a zombie. If you cross the thunder tribulation in this situation, you will die tragically.

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Forget it! You are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of it! If you overcome the thunder tribulation when your magic power is suppressed, you will definitely die.

Zhang Yang can't take this risk!

Although the flesh and blood of a Nascent Soul monk is important, it is nothing compared to the risk of falling.

Thinking about this, then looking at the corpse of Fei Lao Monster on the ground, Zhang Yang forced his reluctance to suppress his heart.

After hesitation, he reached out to lift the body of the old monster Fei and hid it behind a rock.

With both spiritual consciousness and magic power being suppressed, it is impossible to see this corpse by relying solely on the naked eye even if someone passes by.

Zhang Yang was already making secret plans. When he walked back in the marrow washing pool, he must take the body away.

Shangguan Moer was originally strangely watching Zhang Yangzang's corpse movements. Then, after thinking about it for a moment, she understood the key. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and looked helpless.

"Have Fellow Daoist Zhang noticed that Old Monster Fei had just come out of this stone gate and seemed to be in a very embarrassing state. Could it be that there is any terrifying existence in this stone gate?" Shangguan Moer asked at the black stone cave.

Zhang Yang thought about it a little while and seemed to be the case. He was just too excited just now and actually ignored this point.

Now he started to clear and cold eyes, and his eyes flashed with blue light, looking at the cave behind the stone gate.

Soon, Zhang Yang's face showed a disappointed expression.

The cave was twisted and turns shortly after it went deep. Although Qinglingmu was powerful, it did not have the effect of turning.

"I don't know much about this. It's not that marrow washing pool is in it, right?" Zhang Yang's hand moaned his chin and guessed.

"Impossible!" Shangguan Moer affirmed, "Grandpa Qi once said that the location of the marrow cleaning pool is uncertain. When swimming back and forth in the ruins of Tianfu, it may appear in any place. And this mountain range should be connected to the marrow cleaning pool and move at the same time. The marrow cleaning pool has always been at the top of the mountain range."

"Since this is the case, our goal is to wash the marrow pool, so there is no need to make any more troubles!" Zhang Yang was cautious all his life, and he was unwilling to take risks for unknown things.

"My little sister is thinking that way."

The two of them made up their minds and stopped hesitating and continued to climb up the steps quickly.

Shortly after the two left, a heavy sound of footsteps came from the cave behind the stone gate.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, two figures slowly appeared.

The first person was actually the old monster Xiong from Puwang Sect.

The figure behind him can no longer be described as a human being. He is nearly a foot tall, burly, and shiny all over his body. It is not flesh and blood, but has a metal texture...

Mechanical puppet!

This turned out to be a mechanical puppet!

However, looking at the appearance of this mechanical puppet, the expression on his face was quite lively, and it seemed to have a certain spiritual look.

"Hmph! It's a pity that old monster Fei escaped. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble if I failed to kill him like this good opportunity!"

The old monster Xiong sighed and greeted backwards: "Tiekui, we are leaving! I want to see, who can do anything to you within this magical restriction! Hahaha..."

“Yes, Master!”

The rumbling sound of the mechanical puppet Tie Kui sounded - That's right! This mechanical puppet was able to speak with his mouth.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by the heavy sound of footsteps, two figures, one big and one small, headed towards the top of the mountain.

...

"Huh? It's you!"

This sentence seems to be the sentence Zhang Yang heard the most frequently today.

It was such a coincidence. When Zhang Yang and the others arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw several figures confronting each other. The two of them were quite familiar with each other, and they were the White Witch Corpse King on the Left Guardian of the Corpse Refining Sect and Weng Qingyu.

"Gaga, kid, it seems that you and I are really destined to be together! I didn't expect that you can escape from Weng Qingyu and Feng Old Monster. It's rare, rare!" The White Witch Corpse King looked at Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "Boy, come to me quickly. I will protect you!"

After Zhang Yang killed the old monster Fei, the human skin mask was taken off and he never put it on again. Besides, with the existence of the White Witch Corpse King at the level, as long as he feels the aura on his body, he will not admit the wrong person.

"Hey, thank you for your senior! I have had some opportunities. Self-protection is not a problem now, so I won't bother you."

Zhang Yang was still a little worried about this White Witch Corpse King. Mao Zombie is at the same level as the human Nascent Soul monk; however, the power is much stronger.

With the current situation of suppression of mana, you can imagine how powerful the White Witch Corpse King should be. Zhang Yang is unwilling to face it head-on.

Zhang Yang was a little strange. What did the other people rely on to form a confrontation with the White Witch Corpse King?

Weng Qingyu is no longer the gorgeous beauty dress, but a black dragon scale armor. He has a circular magic weapon in his hand, which looks extremely sharp and extraordinary at first glance.

There is a sage human body next to it, but it is a demon cultivator.

Zhang Yang nodded secretly. There was no mediocre person who could appear here. At the same time, his heart, which was a little arrogant because of killing the old monster Fei, was slightly restrained. He was cautious and began to deal with it.

In front of this group of mature and sophisticated people, if you are accidentally eaten by the other party, you may not even have any residue left.

If everyone's magic power was not suppressed here, Zhang Yang would definitely fly away as soon as he saw them, running as far as he could.

...

The White Witch Corpse King glanced at Zhang Yang and said softly: "Sure enough! In a short time, he actually advanced to the state of Purple Zombie Great Perfection. I believe that after leaving this ruins of Tianfu, you can overcome the thunder tribulation at any time? Hehe, it's not simple! In just over ten years, he can actually advance from the peak of the Little Small Corpse to the Great Perfection of Purple Zombie. What you get is probably not an ordinary encounter, right?"

Following the words of the White Witch Corpse King, the man next to him who had no reaction was also surprised and looked at Zhang Yang with a slight attention. However, he quickly turned his head and a buzzing voice sounded: "Don't say this. Now the marrow washing pool is right in front of you. You don't plan to keep using it like this? The longer it takes, the more people you come, the fewer opportunities you have!"

Obviously, this tauren didn't take Zhang Yang seriously at all, and Shangguan Moer next to him was even more ignored.

Zhang Yang was happy. It would be better for the other party to think so. Let the three of them fight to the death first, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman themselves, which is better than anything else.

Thinking of this, he quietly pulled Shangguan Moer and was about to retreat.

"Hmph!" At this time, Weng Qingyu let out a light snorkeling, his body swayed, and the flowing light passed by, and the circle in his hand slashed towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was shocked and was about to dodge, but he heard a gust of wind behind him.

call--

bite!

With a crisp sound, a black iron rod lies across in front of Zhang Yang, barely opening the circle.

However, a trace was also cut off from the black iron rod.

However, the White Witch Corpse King suddenly intervened and blocked the attack for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang could see clearly that the black iron stick was obviously not an ordinary person, but it seemed so unbearable. It is conceivable how powerful this fairy-killing circle should be. He couldn't help but tremble, and his intuition told him that this was definitely an existence that could cause harm to him.

Looking at the scratches on the black iron stick, the White Witch Corpse King felt extremely distressed. He kept stroking his hands and cursing: "Old Weng, you coward, will bully people by relying on this circle of killing immortals. The last time I cut off my demon-subduing stick and haven't settled the score with you. This time, he cut off the master's Ruyi stick... If you have the ability to throw this circle, let's fight fairly."

"Hey, the Corpse King is joking! Magic weapons and magic weapons are part of their own cultivation. Who doesn't understand this principle in the cultivation world? It's Corpse King, it seems that the last time you cut off one of your arms, didn't leave you any lessons!" Weng Qingyu's tone was cold, "But, what is the intention of the Corpse King to save this little zombie now? Could it be that he is really your disciple. I want to come out to get a bargain when I fight to the point of losing both sides?"

"Wu Cai, Old Monster Weng is getting more and more timid as he lives! He is just a small purple zombie, how can he cause harm to you and me? It's just that he has some connection with me, so he has to protect him. What does it have to do with him when we fight ourselves?" The White Witch Corpse King smiled, and his burly figure was already blocking Zhang Yang, obviously afraid that Weng Qingyu would take action again.

"If I put it in normal times, don't mention a small purple zombie, even an ordinary hair zombie, I won't care. But now... hehe, it's better to be careful." Weng Qingyu smiled coldly.

Zhang Yang was furious when he heard this, and he just wanted to cut Weng Qingyu into pieces. Seeing that his plan to watch the tiger fight was about to succeed, he was disturbed by this guy and was about to be bad.

Sure enough, the Taurus also heard the Taurus speak: "Mr. Weng is right this time. In this case, this purple stagnant cannot be kept. Otherwise, I would not be able to join forces with Mr. Weng to get rid of you before talking about it."

The White Witch Corpse King struggled on his face and finally sighed: "Okay! This purple zombie is extremely important to me. Since the two of you said that, I would rather give up the opportunity to wash the marrow pool, and then take this purple zombie away first."

Weng Qingyu and the tempter both looked surprised and stared at Zhang Yang. Unfortunately, without the help of spiritual consciousness, they did not see anything strange in the end.!
Chapter completed!