At night, the moonlight is clear.

Zhang Yang came out to collect spiritual herbs, and after taking out the portion he had hidden the night before, he found a safe and secret place, thought for a moment, and took out a blood coffin from the bag of storage.

When I opened the lid of the coffin, a ferocious zombie was lying in the coffin, and a powerful aura came to my face.

"Hmph! Fortunately, Old Man Fang disdains to check my bag of food. Otherwise, I don't know if this purple zombie can be kept."

Looking at the purple zombie in the blood coffin, Zhang Yang looked cold and resolute. After hesitation, he decided to make up his mind and slapped the blood coffin.

call out!

A black light flashed by, and the purple zombie had already appeared in front of her.

The skin as rough as the bark of the old tree, the green face, the fangs, the hideous face, the nails like beasts, and the thick body... exudes terrifying pressure.

This is purple zombie.

I saw the purple zombie eyes closed, and a ginger corpse-suppressing talisman on my forehead flashed, and it looked like it was of extraordinary quality.

"As the identity of a corpse, you can cross the level and try to control the purple zombie. This is extremely dangerous. Once an ordinary person fails, he will have a high possibility of being backfired and being controlled."

"However, there is a suppression of "Taiyin Refining" in the depths of my soul's sea of ​​consciousness. I think even if I fail, I will not be controlled. It would be okay to take a risk and try it."

Although Zhang Yang said this in his heart, he also understood that if he really wanted to control the purple zombie step by step, the dangers in it would definitely not be that simple.

Zhang Yang is not a madman who likes adventure, but he has no choice now.

Old Man Fang prepared Hanyin Body Tempering Decoction for him, which was of practical benefit to his body.

Zhang Yang could clearly feel that after yesterday's tempering, both physically and magical power, there have been great improvements.

However, Zhang Yang couldn't understand it in his heart.

Subconsciously, he told him that Mr. Fang was definitely not asking for nothing.

Now Zhang Yang is completely controlled by Old Fang, and he doesn't even have a trace of resistance.

Zhang Yang doesn't like this feeling very much.

"No matter whether Mr. Fang has malicious intentions or not, his destiny must be in my own hands."

"If the facts prove later that Old Man Fang sincerely passed on his legacy to me, I should repay him and take good care of his family."

"And if he uses me and wants to harm me in the end, I can't surrender."

"It's right that Old Man Fang is a powerful man in the Golden Dan stage, but seeing that he has lost his blood and energy, the injuries he has suffered have not been healed, and his realm is a bit declining. If I control this purple zombie, if he attacks, I may not have the power to fight."

Zhang Yang thought, and suddenly made up his mind and slapped the blood coffin on his back.

call out!

Another black light flashed by, and the zombie puppet ghost servant appeared in front of him.

"The guards are beside me, and do not stay away, and tear all creatures that dare to approach me."

Zhang Yang had a cold face and gave an order to the ghost servant.

"Woo!"

The ghost servant agreed, with a red light flashing in his eyes. He stood a few meters next to Zhang Yang, and entered a state of alert.

The current ghost servant has advanced to the second-level corpse. It is not invincible nearby, and it is no problem to deal with ordinary wild beasts and even first-level monsters.

What's more, this area was carefully selected by Zhang Yang. He had used his spiritual sense to screen countless times. There was no existence nearby that could threaten his own. With the ghost servants protecting the law, it was enough to ensure safety.

...

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, his sharp claws slashed his wrist, and as his magic power was activated, a drop of blood in the natal essence was forced out.

Zhang Yang showed a solemn expression on his face. With a wave of his hand, the drop of blood in his life dripped into Zi Zombie's forehead and disappeared in an instant.

Ao--

Just as the blood of the natal body dripped into the purple zombie's forehead, it seemed like a wild beast from the ancient wilderness, and a sad hiss directly hit Zhang Yang's soul.

Wow!

Zhang Yang felt that his head seemed to be about to crack. He held his head with both hands and fell to the sky.

Zi Zang's body also trembled violently, and his face became more and more ferocious.

At this time, the piece of talisman paper stuck to Zi Zang's forehead suddenly shone with dazzling light. Amid the regular waves, Zi Zang seemed to be under great constraints, and the struggle gradually subsided.

Looking at Zhang Yang again, the huge pain made him roll on the ground; his already sharp teeth became more protruding, and his sharp claws grabbed deep grooves on the ground...

The ghost servant also felt the pain of his master and kept whining and growling next to him.

Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao a

Zhang Yang's soul seemed to explode, and the irritating roar kept roaring in the soul's sea of ​​consciousness, almost making him crazy.

Fortunately, an old book with a black cover appeared and appeared in the depths of the soul's sea of ​​consciousness, exuding a cool breath, sticking to the foundation of the soul, so that Zhang Yang would not be lost.

However, for some reason, "Taiyin Refining" did not completely emerge and completely annihilate the invading roar. Zhang Yang could only bear the torture helplessly...

It took a full stick of incense to stop the roaring sound from getting weaker and gradually disappearing.

Zhang Yang stood up panting, depressed and looked extremely weak, but he looked damaged.

I looked down at the ground that was destroyed by myself, and recalled the thrilling moment just now, and I couldn't help but feel scared.

"Is this the horror of the strong purple zombie?"

"My drop of innate essence and blood only contains a trace of soul power. This trace of soul power enters the purple zombie's sea of ​​consciousness and causes such a big reaction."

"If it weren't for the "Taiyin Refining" to suppress the sea of ​​consciousness, I'm afraid this backlash would have directly swept across my sea of ​​consciousness and cleared my soul."

Zhang Yangshu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the purple zombie in front of him.

"It seems that I'm too impatient. Your soul power is strong, so I'll destroy you little by little."

"I have the guardian of "Taiyin Refining Shape". The second step of tempering zombie puppets is to record the supreme rune that destroys the soul of zombie, which is the most suitable one to deal with you."

Zhang Yang thought of taking action immediately.

This time, I didn't dare to use my natal essence and blood to invade directly, but instead cut my wrist and squeezed out a few drops of ordinary thick purple blood. Then I waved it without hesitation and began to write tadpole-like runes on Zizaku's forehead.

Zhang Yang is already very skilled in the various runes recorded in "Taiyin Refining Shape". Although his wrist is stiff when he waves, he has a bit of freehand painting.

Just as the last stroke fell, Zhang Yang felt his body weak, and his magic power and spiritual sense in his body seemed to have found a vent, and he vented it from the end of the pen in a crazy way.

Buzz!

A flash of light, and the tadpoles seemed to come alive and instantly sank into the purple zombie's forehead.

Wow!

The purple zombie's body immediately shook violently, and the extremely high-level corpse-suppressing talisman on his forehead flashed, suppressing it tightly.

After a moment, it returns to normal.

This time, because he did not use his soul power to invade, he did not suffer backlash. However, Zhang Yang knew that the results achieved were also very limited.

"Just use the essence and blood of the natal world directly, the backlash power is too strong, so I can only take it slowly."

"As far as Fang Laoer said, he will continue to use Hanyin Body Tempering Soup to quench my body. I just need to slow down the speed of finding spiritual herbs and delay the time for a longer time."

"I hope I can control this purple zombie as soon as possible before he attacks. I hope that all this is too much, so Old Fang has no malice!"

Zhang Yang sighed slightly anxiously.

With a slap in the blood coffin, Zi Zan was put away.

Then, he took out two pieces of Yin Condensing Beads, took one in his mouth, gave one to the ghost servant, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

One night, he first forced out a drop of essence and blood, and then his soul was hit under the backlash of the purple zombie. In addition, he finally drew a large amount of mana and spiritual sense, which made Zhang Yang's body extremely weak.

All he had to do was recover as soon as possible before dawn.

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Chapter completed!