boom--

With this cry, the violent soul impact rushed towards Zhang Yang like a storm.

Soul Attack!

This is a soul attack wave!.

This residual soul of the three-tailed demon fox is obviously less than a little bit less in terms of soul control than the original body.

Fox cunning!

I knew that even with this trace of residual soul, even if I used illusion, I could not do anything to Zhang Yang without the cooperation of ** attacks. Therefore, I gathered the violent soul at one point, and actually intended to annihilate Zhang Yang's soul directly.

Of course, Zhang Yang was prepared for a long time, holding the remnant and converging in agility.

The violent soul attack was like a raging wave, and Zhang Yang was the stone pillar standing among the waves, no matter how violent it was, it remained unmoved.

In the blink of an eye, the soul attack dissipates Chapter 472

Tianhu Fantasy.

At this time, Zhang Yang moved.

Hold your right hand high and perform the large cutting technique!

Swish!

A soul attack was as sharp as a blade, and the light blade directly cut the little fox into two pieces.

Bo!

The little fox dissipated, and the trace of soul power was obviously much weaker. It was squirming and continued to merge.

Zhang Yang frowned and cast the soul-stinging cone.

A spiritual consciousness condenses into a thin line and pierces directly.

boom!

The little fox finally completely disintegrated and turned into light spots, dissipating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Yang smiled and his figure slowly disappeared.

The remnant soul dissipates, and there is no obstacle to the fusion of essence and blood.

There were faint waves around Zhang Yang's body. His hunched body, his slender upper limbs, and the long fins that continued from his head to his back from his back. All of this was shrouded in a faint red light.

Zhang Yang's body, which was originally purple-blue, began to develop in a slightly reddish direction, with fiery red colors.

This process is extremely slow and cannot be seen with the naked eye.

A few days later.

The laws of heaven and earth are fluctuating rhythms.

Zhang Yang stood up and sensed the extra information in his mind, feeling ecstatic.

Tianhu Fantasy!

Chapter 472 of the Innate Power

Tianhu Fantasy, illusion attack, Tianhu Fantasy!

Tianhu Huan is a very powerful illusion attack. Even an enemy whose spiritual sense is stronger than that of himself, as long as the gap is not too outrageous, he is likely to be hit by accident.

Once you get hit, you will fall into a illusion. Even if you are attacked, you will not be able to wake up.

Zhang Yang has a deep understanding of this.

Thinking of such a powerful talent, Zhang Yang's joy was imaginable.

"That's great! Next time I meet a three-tailed demon fox, I must take the initiative to hunt it. These three-tailed demon foxes are a good thing!"

Zhang Yang muttered, looking like he was using the three-tailed demon fox as a supplier of the heavenly radiation magic power.

"What a pity, I don't know how many kinds of natural magical powers Jiuying has, but the natural magical power alone is already very attractive. If you can draw a few drops of the essence and blood of Jiuying to fusion, how cool it would be!"

Thinking of the last time he fought with Zhahuan in the cultivation world, Jiuying used his innate magical powers to directly control the artifacts sacrificed by the Medicine Huan, and instead attacked Xun Huan himself.

That scene was so shocking.

Envy, envy!

However, Zhang Yang also knew that this was absolutely impossible.

To be sure to obtain the innate magical powers of Jiuying through fusion techniques, at least more than half of the essence and blood of Jiuying's body must be extracted.

The essence and blood of the natal world are not ordinary essence and blood. Even if a strong man like Jiuying loses too much essence and blood, there is a risk that the state of replenishment will not come and lead to a decline in his realm.

Needless to ask, Jiuying would definitely not agree with this suggestion.

Another talented magical power is added. Now Zhang Yang has a total of six talented magical powers, including teleportation, slowing time flow, shaping clones, giving, clone techniques, and Tianhu Huan.

Among them, the four items suitable for combat include teleportation, slow time flow, clone technique and Tianhu Fantasy, plus his strong and almost perverted power, and the body that weakens the spell attack after fusing the essence and blood of the ink-scale beast. "Unconsciously, Zhang Yang's strength has accumulated to a very terrifying level.

The strength of combat power is important, but the importance of various combat skills is not weaker than that of realm.

Crack bang!

Zhang Yang felt extremely satisfied as he stretched out his body and felt the surging power.

Flick your finger.

Buzz!

A gentle whisper was extremely melodious.

when!

A large tripod that was more than three meters tall stood in front of him.

The cauldron body is fiery red, and it carries strange patterns.

This big tripod is not the original Sanwei Dan Furnace, but was gained by Zhang Yang in Xun Huan's object-taking ring. It is also an auxiliary immortal weapon, and its quality is even better than that of the Sanwei Dan Furnace.

For a strong man of Zhang Yang's level, a magic weapon is a relatively rare one. As for the immortal weapon, even the major servants and servants under Zhang Yang have more than one hand, let alone Zhang Yang himself.

Zhang Yang clenched his fist with his right hand, and his muscles burst out, and he smashed hard towards the ground under his feet.

boom!

The fist's power condensed but did not dissipate, and directly rushed toward the ground.

A loud bang.

Click!

ground

The sound of rock formations crept up in my ears.

This punch, a powerful shock wave, directly penetrated the thick rock layer and reached the ground.

Rumble!

The muffled sound was getting closer and closer like rolling thunder.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and my eyes were extremely bright.

A pillar of fire soared into the sky. Earth fire!

Zhang Yang's punch directly penetrated the rock layer and opened up the ground fire under the ground.

Zhang Yang himself was prepared for a long time, and he pinched the magic tricks in his hand and continued to stamp one by one.

Then, he turned his hand and took out a small red flag.

Fingers flicked, and red lights were scattered into the ground in a predetermined direction.

call!

As these small flags sink, the power of fire condenses and fire produces.

call!

The big tripod was rotating rapidly with the sound of wind, and suddenly landed on the fire-fire spout.

when!

With a loud bang, I stood firmly.

As the roar of the dragon was rising, dragons of earth-fire rushed out from the ground, like dragons playing with pearls, hovering back and forth around the cauldron.

Zhang Yang pinched the magic in his hand and flicked his fingers.

when!

With a light sound, the cauldron popped open and flew in the air.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Yang took out the mysterious gray iron in his hand and flicked his fingers.

A mysterious gray iron fell into the cauldron after passing an arc.

when!
To be continued...