Zhang Yang's hand was one. The two puppets on the ground had already fallen into his hands.

"As a substitute doll for the god-transforming monk, I think the materials used for this doll are not simple, right?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

Misha had calmed down at this time and a smile regained his face.

"Hahaha... what the donor said is right. The monk has really spent a lot of effort to sacrifice this substitute doll. Just the god-transforming monk of the same level killed two people, and after sacrificing their souls, it was used as the introductory guide for this substitute doll... Well! Finally, this effort was not in vain. Otherwise, the monk would really have a capsized in the gutter this time."

The monk Misha kept talking about killing people and soul-refining, but he looked smiling, wrinkled and fat belly, and looked like a compassionate look.

Zhang Yang felt a little disgusted:

"This can only save you once, but not for a lifetime. Today I want to see that you still have a few substitute dolls to survive."

Zhang Yang's tone was cold and his magic power surged in his hand.

"Hahaha... The donor has really applied the clone technique to the extreme! Two clones were divided into differentiated during the battle, and each clone had an immortal weapon, which was equivalent to doubled its strength... The monk considered himself not an opponent, so he would not pass it. The monk was kind and could not fight, but if he just talked about escaping, he thought he still had some means. The donor didn't need to give it away, so let's leave it here!"

The great monk Misha laughed and took a step towards the opposite direction.

But seeing that the monk's actions were as usual, he could take hundreds of miles away with every step.

Shrink the ground into an inch!

Obviously, the great monk was promoted to a god-transforming monk and had a deeper understanding of the laws of space. The method of shrinking the ground into an inch was even more clever. Now he could take hundreds of miles away every step. This is no wonder he was so confident about escaping.

However, Zhang Yang showed a strange smile on his face.

Compare the escape route?

Zhang Yang is not afraid of anyone in this regard. Since he advanced to the advanced level of Flying Zombie, Zhang Yang's speed is now able to escape five thousand miles away with every golden wings, which is ten times that of the great monk Misha.

Although this is still a certain gap with the real mature stage of the Great Phang Golden Winged Bird. However, it should be no big problem to sweep the cultivation world.

The golden-winged bird of the true mature stage, spreads its wings and can fly 90,000 miles.

Zhang Yang is confident that as his strength improves, he will eventually have one day.

"Since you want to play, I will play with you to the end."

Zhang Yang had a slight joke on his lips, and his figure flashed, "Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The innate magical power clone technique was used to differentiate four clones.

The first one was holding the Fucang sword in his hand, and the green light flashed.

The second one is holding a wolf-tooth knife in his hand, shining brightly.

Third, holding a black long banner in hand, the Ten Thousand Demon Banners were sacrificed.

The fourth one is the green ring in hand. The Hunyuan ring is ready to go.

These clones nodded to each other, and their golden wings spread out.

Swallows, swishes, swishes—

Several streams of light pierced the sky and chased in the direction where the great monk Misha left.

Innate magical powers, each item is extremely against the will of heaven. The clone technique is that even with magical powers like Golden Wings, the clone also has it.

...

Just after the great monk Misha and Zhang Yang left one after another, the rocks on the ground squirmed.

Hurry!

A short figure came out, covered in gray, with two fish bubble eyes on his huge head, and his wrinkled skin looked very disgusting.

"Zhang Yang? Zombie Zhang Yang?"

"Made production! I actually found the zombie Zhang Yang! The rewards in the clan belong to me!"

The stone horn reached out and formed a strange seal, and printed it on the surrounding rocks.

Buzz —

A strange rhythm spreads from afar through the rock layers.

Once the stone horn is hidden in the rock layer, it is difficult to detect. If Zhang Yang concentrates his attention, he will not make such mistakes.

However, during the battle with Misha, Zhang Yang did not dare to be distracted at all, after all, the other party's methods were quite good.

So much so that Zhang Yang didn't even notice this stone horn was attracted by the battle waves.

Shi Xiao spread the news. Zhang Yang naturally didn't know. He was waving his wings now, and in a moment, he caught up with the great monk Misha.

But when the monk Misha was waving his sleeves in front of him, he took steps and looked very casual.

However, when he saw Zhang Yang approaching quickly, the monk Misha obviously fell down. He almost fell to the ground, and his eyes were glaring out.

"No! This is impossible! How could this flying zombie have such a fast speed?"

"My Monk, my understanding of the law of space is unique!"

The great monk Misha felt fierce in his heart, and his whole body surged, and the speed increased a little.

Every step I took, I felt the space twisting slightly, and when my feet landed, they were already hundreds of miles away.

Behind him, the four Zhang Yangs waved their wings, looking effortless, and their bodies flashed again, and they had already reached the front of the Great Monk Misha.

The four clones were divided into four directions, surrounding the monk, with joking smiles on their faces.

"If the master doesn't run away, I will take action to kill you, the demon monk."

Zhang Yang said, with four clones, and the magic power in his hands surged.

"Since the donor is so hard, the great monk has to fight to the death!"

The monk suddenly shouted loudly, and his breath surged all over his body and his face turned strangely red. It was obviously a secret method that inspired him.

Zhang Yang naturally would not give him the chance to stimulate his strength to the peak. Although he was not afraid of anything, he was also afraid of trouble.

Swish!

The Fucang sword is extremely powerful, so it is first used to kill it and kill it with one horse.

"ah!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the great monk Misha also stimulated the magic power in his body. All six skulls were sacrificed, rolling in the air, driving the rolling smoke.

Bang!

The Fucang sword cyan pierced directly into it, splitting a crack in between.

The great monk Misha obviously did not expect that Zhang Yang's attack would be so sharp. He flashed and barely avoided the attack of Fucang Sword. The blade of the wolf-toothed sword next to him was approaching.

The great monk Misha closed his hands together, and two skulls blocked him.

Bang!

The luminous blade of the wolf-tooth knife slashed off and immediately smashed the two skulls.

Ao--

Woo--

Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, a large number of souls drowned the great monk Misha.

"Get out!"

As the monk Misha shouted, he pinched the magic trick in his hand. Just as he was about to take back the skull, he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and a pair of cold eyes were staring at him.

The great monk Misha felt cold in his heart.

puff!

A pain in my chest, and a pair of claws had already pierced. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!