Zhang Yang looked at everyone with a strange expression. {/Uploaded and updated by book friends}

The white manager and others immediately fell silent.

Zhang Yang's body was surging with blood and energy at this time, and he didn't care about so much, and said with a hissing:

"The essence, blood and inner alchemy of this monster beast material have a great effect on my cultivation, so I took it away. I don't want any other materials left. Since you are fighting side by side with me, you can't treat everyone badly. In charge of the matter, you can make the decision and distribute these monster materials to everyone equally. Then, Lu Chen is responsible for leading you to return to the city safely. After these monsters are destroyed, I believe there is nothing around that can pose a threat to you."

"Yes, senior!" Manager Bai and Lu Chen agreed respectfully.

"Thank you for your generosity!" All the monks present were all happy. They thought they could not get the material of this monster at all, but who knew that they could not only get their own share in a blink of an eye, but also Zhang Yang's share could be divided up.

Although the remaining materials will be of a worse quality after sucking away the essence and blood and demon pills. However, with this ups and downs, everyone was extremely satisfied.

After the arrangement was made, Zhang Yang waved his sleeves and put away Tie Kui. Then, with a "bang!" sound, the golden wings behind him burst out.

With a force, the whole person turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the sky.

A fight not only eliminated a small beast tide, but temporarily resolved the crisis for Maiji Town, which fulfilled the original promise. He also absorbed so much essence, blood and souls. Zhang Yang now felt the blood in his body surging and was eager to go back to the cave to go to seclusion and practice.

I believe that after this practice, the state of the Great Perfection of the Black Thunder Tribulation will be further consolidated and will be one step closer to the arrival of the second thunder tribulation.

However, relatively speaking, Zhang Yang thought that the one who gained the most was not these. It was the ink-scale beast.

The scale armor of the ink-scale beast has strong immunity to spell attacks, and it actually knows how to teleport.

Zhang Yang believes that in terms of the IQ of the Mo Scale Beast, these two points are definitely not spells it learned after birth, but are innately brought out of its bloodline.

what does that mean?

The devouring technique of "Taiyin Refining" can not only swallow essence and blood and convert it into magic power, but also have the function of fusion. For example, Zhang Yang once fused the essence and blood of the Golden Winged Bird of the Great Phang and part of the soul power, so he was able to smoothly use the golden wings; fused the Eight-Winged Seal, which made ** become an almost immortal god, and possessed the elements of fire attributes; fused the essence and blood of the Fire Kirin, and then refined it into the Kirin arm...

This is fusion, not simple absorption!

Just imagine, if Zhang Yang merged the essence and blood of the Ink Scale Beast. {/Book friends uploaded and updated} what would happen?

The ink-scaled beast has strong power and is defensive to perverts. Anyway, Zhang Yang will not suffer any loss.

However, if you accidentally have the two characteristics of immunity or teleportation to spell attacks, you will make a lot of money!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's heart burned like a ball of fire. He could not calm down no matter what.

The immunity of scale armor to spell attacks!

Teleport!

These are all tricks that make people drool if you think about it, and they are so powerful that they are perverted.

Especially teleportation, it is simply tailor-made for Zhang Yang. With Zhang Yang's strong power, sharp claws, abnormal Qilin arm, and especially the Fucang sword that cannot recognize his master...

If he can teleport, just teleport to approach the enemy during the fight and launch a sneak attack...

Wow! It’s so cool! It’s invincible in the world!

As he thought about it, Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing loudly, doing his best to do what he could do.

In the forest on the ground, a group of birds living inhabited by the laughter of the night owls, and were so scared that they immediately took off and fled. It is said that they never came back to build a nest here again...

...

When approaching the direction of the cave, Zhang Yang tried to hide his traces, put on a stream of silver yarn, and flew slowly.

If you are interested, you can still see it through the fluctuations of magic power. However, Zhang Yang doesn't believe that someone will be bored and concentrate on exploring the spiritual sense here every day.

In general, it is already very safe to return to the cave in this way.

call out!

A figure flashed and landed on the ground.

Zhang Yang once again explored his spiritual sense and determined that the surrounding safety was safe before he used the number of earth escapes and returned to the mustard seed hut.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone couch and feeling the rich yin energy around him, Zhang Yang was in a very straightforward mood.

The essence and blood that had just been absorbed had not been completely absorbed. Although he was eager to merge the bloodline of the Mo Scale Beast, Zhang Yang could also distinguish the importance of the matter and knew that the most important thing was to go into seclusion and refine the essence and blood of more than a thousand monsters in his body in his body.

Close your eyes and use the technique, and the spiritual consciousness activates the huge amount of essence and blood stored in your body to run and absorb... This is an extremely slow process, but Zhang Yang enjoys it very much.

While practicing internally, the skin of the body is also swallowing the rich power of the Yin spirit in the cave.

There is no time to cultivate the truth!

Zhang Yang originally thought that the essence and blood that could be refined only takes more than a month at most, but it took a year to complete it.

Of course, this is not just about refining the essence and blood, but about the body greedy for the rich yin energy in the cave, and the cultivation progresses rapidly. I enjoyed this process so much that I was unwilling to stop.

A year later, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and felt the surging magic power in his body. Looking at the kneaded muscles of his body, Zhang Yang had a faint smile on his face.

Everything is so comfortable! Now Zhang Yang's body is at its peak, and he is extremely confident. Even if the second level of thunder tribulation suddenly arrives, he is very sure to cope with it.

This is confidence!

He took out the corpse of the ink-scaled beast with his hands, opened his mouth wide, and used the devouring technique.

Puff puff puff!

The holes on the corpse of the Mo Scale Beast suddenly burst into Zhang Yang's mouth like a blowout, and blood poured directly into Zhang Yang's mouth.

As the essence and blood entered the mouth, Zhang Yang did not directly convert it into magic power, but wrapped it with his spiritual consciousness and magic power and carefully tempered it.

Soon, drops of natal essence and blood were extracted from these ordinary essence and blood.

Zhang Yang worked tirelessly. It took him several hours to breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, only a fist-sized ball of blood was left in his body. This ball of blood was extremely precious. It was the natal essence and blood extracted from the large number of ordinary essence and blood of the ink-scale beasts with great effort.

The effect of fusing the essence and blood of the natal world is hundreds of times better than the effect of fusing the ordinary essence and blood.

The following is the most critical moment.

Zhang Yang let out a long breath. As the exercises were used, the mass of blood in the native body immediately began to spread out to all parts of his body. A ball of blood beads as big as a fist was first classified into dozens of portions, and then, in these dozens of portions, each portion continued to split... Split and split again!

I don’t know how long it took, the mass of natal essence and blood had split into billions of parts and was evenly distributed in Zhang Yang’s body. Every cell in the ** is wrapped with a natal essence and blood.

Then, Zhang Yang used the fusion technique, and the essence and blood of the natal beings immediately merged with their respective cells.

Just as these natal essence and blood truly merged into Zhang Yang's body, a roar with ancient charm exploded in Zhang Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

hold head high--

With this roar, a black shadow suddenly appeared, with a huge body, black scale armor, a large mouth, almost cracked to the neck... It was the killing black scale beast.

At this time, the Mo Scale Beast stared at "Zhang Yang" in the sea of ​​consciousness with hatred on his face, with an expression of immortality.

Zhang Yang sat cross-legged, floating in the air, laughing:

"Hahaha! The defeated generals dare to use a trace of residual soul to disturb my own mind? When you are alive, I can kill you, let alone you only have a residual soul left?"

hold head high--

The ink-scaled beast roared and looked even more angry, wrapping the gloomy wind and was about to hit Zhang Yang.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and made a knife with one hand, slashing towards the ink-scale beast.

Swish!

A flash of light, the powerful ink-scale beast that used to be vulnerable, was in half by everything.

Fortunately, the soul body scattered and soon condensed into the shape of an ink scale beast.

However, this time the aura of the ink-scale beast was a little weaker than before. Moreover, the look at Zhang Yang was no longer pure hatred, but a hint of fear.

"Hahaha! I practice the great cutting technique, not only can I cut the **, but also the soul. In the future, I can cut to the extreme and cut together. How can I take your mere wisp of residual soul seriously?"

With many magical and mental techniques, there is no need to passively rely on the "Taiyin Shape Refining" technique to suppress the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang Yang is in a very comfortable mood.

Although the ink-scale beast was just a remnant soul, it seemed to be able to understand it. The look of fear on his face was even better, and he turned around and was about to escape.

Zhang Yang naturally couldn't let it go as he wished, and his right hand slashed in the air again.

Swish!

A white light flashed, like the sharpest light blade, and the ink-scale beast was slashed into two pieces again.

This time, before the ink-scale beasts gathered again, Zhang Yang's mind moved, and the Great Nirvana Palm was used, grabbing this trace of residual soul in his hand.

Mobilizing the power of the Nine Flame Fire, the colorful and brilliant Great Nirvana Palm instantly turned into a fiery red, turning into a jumping flame.

hold head high--

Amid the screams, the living soul was completely burned into ashes.

The last evidence of the remaining life of the ink-scale beast in this world has disappeared without a trace.

Without barriers, the blood of natal essence and blood merges extremely quickly.

The two different essences and bloods merge together, and this process is very painful. However, for Zhang Yang, who has gone through ups and downs, this pain is nothing.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on the stone couch in the cave, but his appearance was undergoing slight changes. His height, which was already more than eight feet tall, slowly rose up again, reaching more than nine feet tall. His body was even more burly, with twisted muscles, fine scales and sharp claws... like a tough tank. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!