In the blink of an eye, a flesh-filled corpse had turned into a thousand corpses.

Zhang Yang's eyes also turned red, and his blood and energy were scattered.

"Ye Chen" was killed, and the formation became a masterless thing, not to be afraid. However, Zhang Yang's heart still couldn't calm down for a day, as if there was still some crisis.

Zhang Yang has always believed in his intuition very much.

Moreover, if it were just the strength that this fake Yechen showed now, it would not be enough to match the opponent of Zhen Yechen who had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and had three magic weapons he gave him.

Therefore, there is an enemy entering! And a stronger enemy entering! This is inevitable.

However, the formation has not been completely broken yet, and the spiritual consciousness in the formation has been blocked and it is difficult to detect. As for Qing Lingmu, it will not play a big role at this time.

The connection between the mansions is different from the vastness of the outside world. Even if Qingling’s eyes are powerful, it is difficult to see through these walls with small formations.

With a wave of the sleeves, more than twenty iron-backed centipedes were released.

As soon as these poisonous insects appeared, they immediately screamed and spread around them.

The iron-backed centipedes are not very strong, but as long as they are attacked, they can know where the enemy is.

Zhang Yang was originally in, but he continued to put on the silver yarn and followed an iron-backed centipede to search for it.

As soon as he took a step, a dangerous alarm sounded suddenly. Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and kicked his feet on the ground without thinking, and his body retreated without thinking.

At the same time, he had already commanded his spiritual sense, and the closest iron-backed centipede screamed and bit her back towards a high wall.

Bo!

With a loud bang, the shield that was rushing out in a hurry obviously could not stop this deliberate attack. A bright light flashed and directly smashed the shield, and continued to come towards Zhang Yang with almost no speed.

Zhang Yang roared, his red eyes and sharp claws slapped directly in front of the light.

#11!

With a crisp sound, the light was beaten away, and it drew an arc, as if it had eyes, and continued to attack Zhang Yang from the side.

......In front, the iron-backed centipede was commanded by Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness and rushed directly behind the high wall.

As expected, as soon as I approached, I saw a flash of light.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The iron-backed centipede has been cut into several segments.

Zhang Yang's eyes cold. Since he already knew where the enemy was, he naturally kept shaking his feet, and his whole body rushed towards him like a cannonball.

As for the flying sword attacking again behind him, he just waved his arm and blocked it.

After the momentum of the flying sword is blocked, its power will decrease, so naturally it cannot cause any damage to Zhang Yang's perverted defense.

The hiding behind the high wall, the gang obviously didn't expect that Zhang Yang would be so tough, and he would run away with a flash of figure.

As Zhang Yang's spiritual sense moved, the whole thing changed instantly, and a huge fist shadow rose. But he saw that the fist was ten feet tall, his four fingers were tightly clenched, his thumb was tightly pressed against the fist eyes, and several joints turned white due to the force. At first glance, he looked like he had a very strong attack power.

Great overbearing technique!

Zhang Yang unfolded instantly.

He knocked the huge fist and directly knocked the high wall into powder, while continuing to move forward without stopping, with a huge momentum.

The shadow of the shadow quickly turned around, his finger magic points were connected, and a whirlpool-like existence was generated in a flash of light.

The huge fist of the Great Domineering Technique bombarded the attack, and it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and quickly dissipated.

Even Zhang Yang Benru was staggering.

Before he gained a firm foothold, everything suddenly flowed in the sky, and the seven colors flowed, and thousands of star lights shot down.

Although Zhang Yang was not afraid, he was unwilling to be attacked foolishly. He continued to use a small shield, which rose in the wind, and turned several feet into size, covering himself firmly.

What Zhang Yang lacks the most is various magic weapons.

#11#11#11!

Amid the crisp sounds, all the thousands of star lights were bounced away.

Zhang Yang turned his hand and had an extra purple gourd in his hand.

With the movement of the spiritual consciousness, "Swish swish swish swish!"

More than a dozen star lights flashed and they all hit them out.

The biggest advantage of the gourd flying knife is its suddenness. If it is used to deal with high-level monks, it will be difficult to work unless it is sneak attacked in a special environment.

Of course, Zhang Yang did not expect to rely on this gourd flying knife to kill the enemy. He just saw that the opponent's attack was too sharp and launched a counterattack first, leaving the opponent busy with dealing with it. At least he could not continue to attack him continuously.

Otherwise, the opponent's attacks will continue, and Zhang Yangguang will be a headache if he deals with them.

Now I can see clearly that Enren is an old man wearing a bronze mask.

However, what made Zhang Yang feel dizzy was that the old man had several more magic tricks, and the white light in the air in front of him flashed, forming a vortex out of thin air.

More than a dozen streams of light shot out from the gourd flying knife fell into the vortex, just like entering quicksand, and in a blink of an eye it sank into it and disappeared.

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed. What kind of exercise is this? Is it too unfair?

The Hunyuan ring is sharp and seems to be able to collect weapons. Moreover, it is difficult to collect weapons or semi-immortals, immortals, etc. from enemies with strong mana. However, this white vortex of the old man with bronze mask looks like a big or small one, regardless of spells or magic weapons.

abnormal!

It's indeed perverted!

Zhang Yang was unwilling to accept it. He flipped his hand and the Ten Thousand Demon Banner appeared in his hand and instantly swelled.

"Hmph! Your vortex can cope with spells and magic weapons, so let's try the Ten Thousand Demon Banner!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, reached out and shook it hard.

A gust of cold wind blew out, and immediately gray mist filled the air, sweeping towards the old man with bronze masks.

The sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling, and whenever you hear it from afar, you will be captured by the soul.

The old man's face changed indeed, and he shook a bell-like magic weapon in his hand.

Dingding Dingding Ding's unique rhythm, the living souls in the Yin Feng were indeed affected. Some of the living souls that were the first to be blasted and were relatively weak dissipated directly, and the soldiers were distracted in the air.

However, the number of soldiers who have solved the problem is only a very small part, and Zhang Yang is estimated to be less than hundreds of times, which is negligible compared to the number of tens of thousands.

In an instant, the old man had been flooded with tens of thousands of living souls and was wrapped in a dark cloud.

oAh, amid the shrill shouts, but countless holy lakes rushed into the body of the old man with bronze masks, and their sharp teeth were biting hard.

Soon, a Nascent Soul escaped from his body and was about to escape to the distance.

However, it is simply a delusion to escape surrounded by thousands of ghosts. More living souls are scrambling to grab it and bite it.

In the blink of an eye, the Nascent Soul had already eaten all the food.

The battle is over!

Zhang Yang's hand made a move, a storm of the evil banner, and a roll of the yin wind, all the souls of Manyao were taken back, and the whole world instantly returned to tranquility.

Zhang Yang leaned forward, took off the bronze mask, looked at the old man's face and shook his head, not knowing each other!

If the enemy is killed, the rest will naturally be easier to handle. No matter how powerful the formation is, once it is not in charge, it will be much more powerful.

What's more, the one who imprisoned Ye Chen was a small formation, and Zhang Yang broke from outside and even so, it took several hours to open it.

call out!

Just as the formation broke through a crack, a flash of light flashed and Ye Chen had already escaped.

"Master comes in! Thank you for your help!" Seeing Zhang Yang, Ye Chen didn't know what was going on?

"Well! Except for a little bit of energy, everything else is pretty good!" Zhang Yang nodded as soon as he saw Ye Chen.

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Ye Chen blush.

"It made the Lord laugh. Because after sneaking into the night mansion, the old man thought he was secret, but unexpectedly he crashed into the enemy's net. The old man wearing a bronze mask had higher cultivation than the old man. With many methods and the help of the evil disciple formation, the old man was suppressed almost without fighting back. He had only time to send you information before being suppressed."

Zhang Yang was speechless immediately. It turned out that this guy didn't even have room to fight back. No wonder he was not injured at all.

"This is the old man wearing a bronze mask. Do you know him?" Zhang Yang asked, pointing to a corpse next to him.

Ye Chen looked at it for a moment and his face changed drastically:

"Left Deacon! It is indeed the Left Deacon of Bei Ming Sikong Island!"

Beimingsikong Island?

Zhang Yang immediately remembered a series of interceptions he had encountered near Beimingsikong Island.

With the status of the Left Deacon, those actions may be his own actions. However, no matter what, Zhang Yang held a grudge against Sikong Island.

In any case, if you have the chance in the future, you will definitely have to deal with their disciples to take revenge.

"The Lord enters Beiming Sikong Island is a major force among the three sects and four sects. In terms of true strength, it must even be above any sect of the three sects and four sects. Deacon Zuo died here. No matter what the reason, once it spreads, we may be chased endlessly." Ye Chen looked worried.

"It's okay, there won't be anybody knows!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, suddenly stretched his arms and opened his mouth, and used the "swallowing" technique.

The Zuo Deacon Sikong Island died of death by being bitten by thousands of ghosts, without any wounds on his body. However, under the powerful effect of Zhang Yang's devouring technique, the blood of the corpse suddenly boiled and became more and more intense.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Amid a series of sounds, blood was broken through the body. The entire space was filled with a strong bloody aura. After the blood mist was sprayed out, it immediately condensed into blood and shot into Zhang Yang's mouth.

The corpse was visible to the naked eye and quickly shrank.

In a moment, a corpse had turned into a thousand corpses.

Zhang Yang waved his hand and a flame floated over and landed on the thousand corpses.

boom!

It immediately burned. In an instant, the thousand corpses turned into ashes. When the wind blew, they dissipated into the air without any sign of existence.

"I am not afraid of Sikong Island, but if the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, isn't it a more wonderful state?"

Zhang Yang's mouth raised, and a smile hung on him.
Chapter completed!