"Owner……"

Juwei hid in a cave, concealing her breath. The entire cave walls were covered with a light veil, hazy, and it was the treasure shadow veil given by Jiuying.

"The master's breath disappeared. Could it be that the master has really fallen?"

Juwei couldn't believe it. Will it also fall as strong as the master?

Juwei knelt on the ground. On a stone platform in front of her, there was the blood treasure box.

On the lid on the front of the Blood Light Treasure Box, the strange magic seal flashed light, and waves of spiritual power gathered towards the magic seal.

"One day, the master will awaken again."

Juwei looked at the Blood Light Treasure Box and her eyes gradually became firm.

...

Rings hut.

The zombie Zhang Yang sat cross-legged, bursts of misty yin energy infused, nourishing his almost thirsty mana and his magic power were recovering at an extremely fast speed.

As for the consumed spiritual power, it will be a little slower to recover.

However, looking at the expression on Zhang Yang's face, he was very calm.

Obviously, the result was not as bad as expected. Although he did not seek a place to rest immediately after successfully passing the tribulation, but instead consumed his almost exhausted magic power to fly one after another, the impact was not particularly great with Zhang Yang's strong body and perverted martial arts.

Now, although the magic power in the body is not sufficient, Zhang Yang can clearly sense that his realm is extremely stable.

And Zhang Yang was also experiencing the difference between flying zombies and hair zombies.

This mastery of the way of life allows Zhang Yang's magic power to resonate with the yin energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Under the aura, even if you don’t use your golden wings, you won’t use your magic power to incite the Yin wind to sweep it. Zhang Yang can still fly in the air.

This may be the meaning of flying zombies.

Of course, the advantage of flying zombies is not only that it can fly in the air, but also that it resonates with the yin energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. This is an extremely subtle state.

Not only can you condense the yin energy in places where the yin energy is insufficient, but you can also sense the surrounding situation through the aura, like the function of the spiritual consciousness, better grasp the enemy's dynamics and react in advance.

Zombie Zhang Yang experienced it with his heart.

Human Zhang Yang sat cross-legged in another mustard-seeded hut, with a peaceful expression.

Two clones advanced at the same time.

One is flying zombies, and the other is transforming into the gods.

From then on, Zhang Yang's strength will enter a new stage.

...

Woo--

Ao--

Ghost Cave. Soul Abyss.

There were waves of ghosts crying and wolf howling. In the rich yin energy, clusters of ghost fire floated.

Swish!

Zhang Zhanyuan's black banner in his hand made a move, and a gust of cold wind swept into dozens of ghost fires in front of him.

Zhang Zhanyuan then shot in several magic tricks in his hand, and the black banner immediately rolled in waves.

call!

Zhang Zhanyuan then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Palace for capturing dozens of life souls again."

Next to him, a Jindan monk smiled flatteringly and congratulated with respect.

Zhang Zhanyuan, the new palace master of the Soul-Devouring Hall.

Back then, after Zhang Yang and others came out of the endless abyss, they slaughtered all the senior members of the Soul-Devouring Hall, including the hall master Miao Lang, and even the elite disciples of the Soul-Devouring Hall lost most of the battle aftermath.

The shock wave of that battle damaged a lot of mountains in the ghost cave.

In the ghost cave, the yin energy blowing from the endless abyss became thinner and thinner, and then several major yin veins were damaged, which greatly affected the quality of the yin energy.

However, even so, this place is still a good quality shade.

Those disciples who were scattered by Zhang Yang and others did not leave the ghost cave because of the thick fog at the entrance of the valley, but hid in a hidden place.

After Zhang Yang left, everyone saw the calm and ran out again.

The tiger is not in the mountain, and the monkey is dominating.

Most of the elite disciples of the Soul-Devouring Hall were killed and injured, and the palace master and the Supreme Elder all fell. Although Zhang Zhanyuan was only a Nascent Soul Cultivator, the fisherman benefited and became the new palace master of the Soul-Devouring Hall.

This is probably the time when the Soul-Devouring Hall is the weakest since its establishment.

Fortunately, the new palace master also knew his weight and had no intention of going out to make a fortune. He completely closed the door and wanted to be a domineering king on his own acre of three-point land.

Recently, he is carefully sacrificing his natal magic weapon.

The compliments from his subordinates obviously made the "District Master" enjoy it very much. He greeted him and was about to go deeper to capture other living souls, but suddenly, Zhang Zhanyuan's body stagnated.

But he saw that on a hill not far ahead of them, a monk in bright robe stood up high.

Although the pressure was not obvious, Zhang Zhanyuan just looked at the other party with a little glance, and his back felt cold and his soul was rising.

Zhang Zhanyuan knew that this was definitely not a person he could afford.

Zhang Zhanyuan never had the dignity of the palace master. At that moment, regardless of his subordinates' presence, he immediately lowered his posture and bowed to salute: "My junior Zhang Zhanyuan has seen his senior, and I don't know what instructions he has to come. Please give me the instructions. I will do my best to satisfy you."

The strange man with bright colors and long robe said nothing, and pointed at Zhang Zhanyuan with five fingers.

call--

Immediately, a huge pulling force, Zhang Zhanyuan was almost powerless to resist, and his body lost control and fell directly into the hands of the strange man with bright robe.

"ah--"

Around them, the subordinates who were loyal to the Lord of the Palace, immediately screamed, without any intention of rescue. They left their Lord of the Palace, turned around and ran away.

"Hmph! A bunch of ants, noisy!"

The weird man in bright robe snorted coldly and did not see any movement.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as the monks' escape lights were lifted, they exploded one after another, turning into blood mists all over the sky, and minced meat flew.

"hiss--"

Zhang Zhanyuan immediately gasped in the air, trembling with both his hips.

He has never been a person with a firm will, nor has he had any big dreams. He just cherishes his life as gold. He was dedicated to practicing Taoism at the beginning to live longer.

Now, seeing this bloody scene, I think that I am under this weird guy, I am probably also vulnerable. As long as the other party is in a bad mood, I am afraid that I will immediately burst into a blood mist, and I will almost be scared of phlegm at the moment.

However, Zhang Zhanyuan's mind was still a little clear. He wanted to ask the monk in the bright robe to beg for mercy, but he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the monk in Mingse robe touched his forehead deep in one hand.

Zhang Zhanyuan was a little stunned, as if he realized something.

At this moment, I felt that the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be full.

Zhang Zhanyuan reacted very quickly. His spiritual consciousness was about to subconsciously resist, so he immediately stopped and cooperated with all his strength. His spiritual consciousness was completely released, looking pitiful as if he could pick it up.

This time, the man in bright robe was a little strange and let out a light ejaculation. The first time I looked at the "ant" under my hands.

This weird man with bright colors and robe is naturally Gou Huan.

He followed the traces and found the soul abyss. As soon as he came in, he met Zhang Zhanyuan and his party who were sacrificing the soul-devouring banner here.

Gou Huan naturally had nothing to be polite. The last time he used the Great Curse was nearby. He naturally wanted to catch a living mouth.

Asking questions is completely out of Gou Huan's consideration. Soul search is the king.

During the process of soul search, as long as the other party resists a little, it will become an idiot at all, and even the soul is annihilated and falls.

Of course, with Gou Huan's strength, he would not be backfired at all. The one who was unlucky was just the guy who was searched for it.

But I didn't expect that this little guy in the Nascent Soul stage would be so sensible and cooperate with him with all his strength.

Zhang Zhanyuan once saw Zhang Yang's killing of the Lord Miaolang Palace and the Supreme Elders from afar, so he also knew some things.

The memory of a Nascent Soul monk is very huge. Even if he uses the means of a true immortal, he has to spend some effort to read it all.

However, there is no need to review all Gou Huan. His goal is very clear, just read the memory of the time period when the Great Curse was used for the second time.

Gou Huan quickly got what he wanted, with a strange expression on his face, a little annoyed and a little resentful.

"A group of zombies?"

"It's not such a coincidence, is it? Could it be that the zombie I met when I just arrived was actually the one who used the great curse?"

Gou Huan was thinking about something and secretly speculating.
To be continued...