"Gaga! This is such a big joke. At that time, Junior Sister Luo Fei threw the Tianmen Order into the mouth of the giant dragon with her own hands; now the giant dragon has been killed by you, and the Tianmen Order is not in your hands, will it be in our hands?"

In front of the brothers, Li Fei was involved in his own interests. Although he was vulgar, he knew that he should argue with reason.

"When we came, the giant dragon had been killed, and even its abdomen was cut open. The Tianmen Order was no longer there. Li Fei, don't turn the black and white."

The handsome man obviously disliked Li Fei's appearance and shouted loudly.

Both sides were at odds and were about to start fighting.

"Slow down!"

At this time, a middle-aged monk next to Li Fei with a slightly white hair suddenly spoke, and everyone immediately calmed down.

The middle-aged monk stepped on his feet and flew his sword and swooped down.

It landed on the ground, reached into the giant dragon's flesh, and then came out, and saw that there was no drop of blood on its hands.

"Hmph! We worked hard, but we made wedding clothes for others."

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly.

Everyone is a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his knowledge is naturally extraordinary, and he also saw the problem at this time.

The group fell down one after another.

"Well? The essence and blood in the body were sucked dry, and the corpse poison invaded. They were zombies!"

Li Fei stepped forward and said as he looked at the purple and black wounds on the giant dragon's body.

"It's indeed a zombie! So, you didn't kill this giant dragon?" The handsome man said after checking it.

"The evil demons and heretics dare to covet the things of my Sword Spirit Sect. If the Heavenly Sect Order is not retrieved, my Sword Spirit Sect's face will be lost." The middle-aged cultivator's face turned cold.

"In this way, things will be easier to handle. Since this Tianmen Order has been stolen by outsiders, we will use our own means. Whoever can snatch it back will be his own."

The middle-aged monk was stunned and suggested.

When Luo Fei heard this, he said coldly:

"This Tianmen Order belongs to my Beifeng. Is it not too much to say that Brother Wu Feng said? If the senior brother is willing to help us find the Tianmen Order, I will naturally be grateful to my junior sister. If you are unwilling to take action, it is reasonable... But no matter what, this Tianmen Order belongs to my Beifeng, which is unquestionable."

Luo Fei's tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

After saying that, I stopped pursuing anything and turned around and said, "Let's go!"

Beifeng and others immediately left with their swords.

"Hmph! Yours? What a joke!"

The middle-aged monk sneered.

"My junior brothers, immediately mobilize people and search with all their strength. Judging from the situation nearby, the corpse cultivator must have not walked far after taking the Tianmen Order. He would have to find it no matter how much!"

"Yes, senior brother." Everyone agreed and left one after another.

...

Half an hour later, several streams of light passed by and came to the ancient tree where Zhang Yang and Fang Laoer gathered outside the first line of gorge.

"Strange, the traces disappeared here." The green leaf girl frowned.

Luo Fei checked the nearby traces and said:

"Looking at the traces of fighting by the cold pond and the whereabouts along the way, we can tell that this corpse cultivator is not strong enough. At most, it is good to reach the foundation-building stage. Even his zombie puppet may be only at the peak of the corpse swimming... In such a short time, he will definitely not go far. We mobilize people to search separately, search through the nearby mountains and forests, and find him."

"Junior Sister Luo Fei's words are reasonable. This Tianmen Order is crucial to our Master. No matter what, we need to find it back, we will act separately. Junior Sister, how about we two together?" The handsome man immediately echoed and spoke.

Luo Fei glanced at him, still with that cold expression:

"No need. The enemy's strength is not strong, and we will find a greater chance of action alone. If there is any situation, we will crush the jade token and inform each other of the information."

Among the group, Luo Fei seemed to be the youngest, but she actually had the meaning of being the leader of everyone.

"Okay!" Although the handsome man was not very happy, he could only nod helplessly.

Luo Fei took the lead in driving the flying sword and galloped towards the east.

Others also chose directions to leave.

As he turned his head, a cold look appeared in the handsome man's eyes.

"Luofei, one day, I will make you lean under my crotch and see how you are still aloof! Humph!"

He snorted coldly, took off his sword and headed in the other direction.

...

Woo--

A long howl still appears shrill in the empty mountains and forests.

Palala!

With a sound of flapping wings, countless birds were frightened, flying up from the ancient trees that were inhabiting and heading towards the distance.

Zhang Yang has recovered his language skills, but for a year or two, he has become accustomed to the roar of zombies. In pain, he subconsciously roars.

pain!

Unbearable pain!

Beep!

With a burst of crisp sounds, Zhang Yang felt that his skin seemed to be frozen, and the majestic coldness almost stopped his breathing.

The Hanyin Tempering Soup now is no longer a black mud-like existence, but a blue fog that is emitting cold and fog.

Old Fang stood by the pit and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hanyin Shuiti Decoction, because the spiritual herbs used are different, they look different and the effects are also different."

"These three cold tobaccos are not only very old, but also have abundant yin and cold power in the growing area. In addition, they have just been picked and have not lost... This effect is much better than the previous few times!"

"Hehe, this time the promotion is successful, one step closer to the purple zombie!"

According to what Fang Laoer said, he actually wanted to cultivate Zhang Yang into a purple zombie to be satisfied.

However, Zhang Yang is not in the mood to listen to these words now.

The powerful Yin and Cold power directly soaked into the body through the skin, impacting every cell of his body.

This is different from the pure Yin power of Yin Ningzhu.

In addition to the power of yin and cold, Hanyin Body Tempering Decoction also has the effect of body quenching. It eliminates the impurities in the body and makes the ** body purer and stronger. This process is the real pain.

The strong medicinal power was raging, and Zhang Yang kept a trace of tranquility in his heart, working hard to use the "Taiyin Refining" technique, madly devouring the infiltrated Yin and Cold power.

absorb!

absorb!

Swallow!

Swallow!

Zhang Yang was in great pain, but he did not dare to stop at all. He was afraid that once he stopped, the power of yin and cold would accumulate, giving him greater pain...

Time passes by bit by bit.

After five or six hours, the medicinal power gradually dissipated, and the blue Hanyin Tendering Decoction turned into a white like clear water.

Hurry!

Bringing up a water dragon, Zhang Yang jumped out of the pit.

Dong!

Stepping heavily on the ground.

A thin layer of sticky mud on his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but the powerful force in his body made Zhang Yang extremely excited.

Level 9!

This is definitely the power of the ninth level of the corpse!

The flow of magic power and energy filled every cell in the body does not require cyclones to prove it. Zhang Yang is very sure that he has definitely reached the level of the ninth level of the corpse.

**Strength is unprecedentedly good.

If you are dissatisfied with the only thing that is, after the impurities in your body were tempered, Zhang Yang not only did not become beautiful, but his appearance became even more ferocious.

The whole body seems to be bumpy, with stratum corneum overlapping and similar to scales, but it is not regular enough, but there is no doubt about the defense.

Green-faced, fangs, long hair, and claws that are sharper than beasts emit a deep light...

Old Man Fang's eyes shone and walked over with a smile:

"The effect of cold tobacco produced in this line of trench is indeed extraordinary. It has been a long time since your body has refined so many dross at once, right?"

"Well! I also thought my body had reached its limit!" Zhang Yang nodded.

When the first time he used Hanyin Body Tempering Decoction, Zhang Yang's body was tempered with a large amount of impurities. As the number of uses increased, the effect became worse and worse. Later, every time he quenched, almost no impurities were tempered with each quenching.

This time I have another sticky layer on my body, so there is no need to ask, it is naturally the spiritual effect of Han Tobacco.

"Not bad! The body strength has been improved, and I have advanced to the ninth level of corpse. As long as I continue to practice and make my whole body's magic power reach full, I can take the foundation-building pill and prepare to start building the foundation and impact the purple zombie!"

Old Fang looked around Zhang Yang as if he was admiring a work of art.

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