After a stick of incense, Fang Laoer stood up in one breath.

"Old Fang..."

Zhang Yang was about to speak, but he felt a lighter behind him, and the blood coffin had flew out of his body and reached Fang Laoer's hand.[]

"I don't have time to say more now. The Sword Spirit Sect is a famous sect, and I can't afford to offend it. If the other party has a Jindan master nearby, it is very likely to follow it. Therefore, we must leave here as soon as possible. We have to let you continue to enter this blood coffin."

Zhang Yang was shocked. If he entered the blood coffin, his spiritual sense would be closed, which was really a situation where he could be slaughtered. The relationship of his old man was extremely complicated and absolutely not trustworthy; he was even more unwilling to give his destiny to others to control.

However, before he could move, he found that his body had condensed and had lost control.

Old Man Fang waved his hand.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yang and the Blood Sub turned into two black lights and entered the blood coffin.

Zhang Yang's last thought was that the gap between the corpse, even the purple zombie and the powerful Jindan was so big - even if the other party was already in a state of decline! Wang had made so much effort, but when the matter was about to come, there was still no power to resist.

ridiculous!

...

I don’t know how long it took, but when Zhang Yang gradually regained his consciousness, it was already dark.

When you look up, you are a tree connected by branches and leaves; under you are rotten leaves.

call!

Zhang Yang's body was like a straight stalk, and he stood up straight with the sound of the wind.

"You're awake?"

In his ears, the old voice sounded, Fang Laoer crossed his legs and looked more than one meter above the ground, floating in the air.

After not seeing each other for a while, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that Fang Laoer seemed to be aged in a teenager. His original fairy-like appearance, with a childish face and crane hair, is not only in a very embarrassing manner, but also full of wrinkles on his face and wrinkles, even worse than the bark of a century-old tree.

If Zhang Yang hadn't seen his expression or listening to his voice, he would have almost never recognized him.

"Old Fang, you...you are..."

Zhang Yang grew up his mouth.

"Made production! How about it? I scared you? I have lived for nearly a thousand years, and I only have more than ten years of life left. I used to suppress my magic power, but I still didn't look like I was injured. This time I was injured and my magic power was greatly damaged and I couldn't suppress it. This was just restoring my original appearance."

Old Fang smiled strangely, his eyes full of crazy expressions.

Zhang Yang felt uneasy, but he pretended to be calm on his face and said comforting:

"Old Fang is relieved. As long as you have a good rest, your mana will naturally be restored."

"Made production! Mana recovery? I know my own situation! I have been severely injured by the old monster Ye Tiannan, and it has been damaged so it is impossible to recover. In the past year, my physical condition has been getting worse and worse. I believe you can see it. Otherwise, how could I not even do anything to these juniors?"

The more Mr. Fang said, the more angry he became. Obviously, he was so embarrassed that he was chased by several juniors in the Foundation Establishment Stage that he fled in a panic.

Fang Laoer was talking when suddenly his figure flashed and came to Zhang Yang. His face was almost pressed against Zhang Yang's face, baring his teeth and a greedy and ferocious smile.

Wow!

Zhang Yang was frightened and took a step back.

At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that Fang Laoer's image was countless times more terrifying than his zombie.

"Making production! Boy, I have to say, you are very smart. You have long seen that I am not at ease with kindness when I cultivate you so carefully. Therefore, I am wary of me everywhere, and I know all this."

Zhang Yang felt a stern and felt uneasy in his heart. It was time to make it clear if Mr. Fang said this.

However, Zhang Yang doesn't want to tear him off now.

After a glance, I found that the blood coffin filled with purple zombies was carrying it behind Fang Laoer. My biggest trust was gone, so why would I fight with Fang Laoer?

What's more, even if the purple zombie blood slave is in his own hands?

Thinking about the fact that Fang Laoer took action just now, he subdued himself and the blood slave in an instant and stored it in the blood coffin. This is not a battle of the same level at all.

"Ho ho, Mr. Fang was joking. Mr. Fang spent his time and configured Hanyin Body Tempering Soup to temper his body and taught him how to refine his body. The boy has always been grateful. He will definitely repay Mr. Fang if he has the chance in the future."

Zhang Yang laughed dryly, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Made production! Yes! You want to repay me! Of course you have to repay me! The best way to repay me is to give me this picture of yours!"

Old Man Fang widened his eyes and roared loudly.

Zhang Yang was shocked. At this point, there was obviously no room for recovery. Although he knew he was not an opponent, Zhang Yang would not surrender.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yang moved first, swung his sharp claws and rushed forward like lightning. The target was the blood coffin on Fang Laoer's back.

"The light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon! How dare you attack me with these three-legged cat kung fu?"

Old Fang smiled and pointed it out casually.

Bo!

Zhang Yang's claws seemed to hit an iron mountain, feeling unmovable.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow light shot up and sank into Zhang Yang's forehead.

Zhang Yang's arm immediately lowered and stood there straight, unable to move, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

It's over!

This is the only idea in Zhang Yang's mind. If Mr. Fang takes action first, he will not even have the chance to take action. Zhang Yang takes action first, it will be the same as if he will be done.

"Old Fang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yang looked shocked and tried to make the final effort.

"Made production! You don't need to act anymore, and there is no need to act anymore. No matter what you do, you can't change your destiny." Fang Laoer's made smiled strangely.

"I have spent countless efforts and even brought out the Yin-attributed spiritual herbs that have been stored for many years to temper your body... You guessed it right! I do have some ideas, and I am the one I am looking for is your **!"

Old Man Fang looked up and down at Zhang Yang's body, as if she was admiring the most beautiful part, the girl, body, body.

"Still production! It seems that I have a great opportunity! A Yuanguo fruit was destroyed by the old thief Ye. I originally thought I would cut off the last chance to advance, but I didn't expect that the heavens would be fine, so I would get you. As long as I successfully seize the body, I will have a long life span. At that time, with my cultivation experience, let alone purple zombies, even black zombies, hair zombies, or even flying zombies, it is not impossible to advance to a black zombies, hair zombies, or even flying zombies! Still production! At that time, I will be so free and happy in the world!"

Old Fang seemed to think that Zhang Yang was finally satisfied.

Take over the body?

When Zhang Yang heard the word "take up a body" and felt aroused.

It seems...it seems...it is like...there is a suppression of "Taiyin Refining" in the depths of my sea of ​​consciousness, which can protect the safety of the soul?

I remember that a thin middle-aged man from the Corpse Refining Sect used the Soul-Devouring Banner to attack him. A ghost head rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness and bit his soul, but was destroyed by "Taiyin Shape Refining".

However, at that time, the thin middle-aged man was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage, while Fang Laoer was a peak Jindan powerhouse. These two were incomparable. I wonder if "Taiyin Refining" could deal with it.

Once you fail, your soul will be destroyed and you will become someone else's... Zhang Yang felt disappointed when he thought about this consequence. He could not accept it anyway. Therefore, Zhang Yang did not dare to take this risk, so he must try his best to avoid it.

"Ho ho, Mr. Fang wants to take over the body, why don't he choose a human monk? Wearing the cloak of a zombie, it is not only ugly, but also has many inconveniences in doing things. It is not in line with your fairy style! As long as Mr. Fang lets go, the kid will do his best to help you catch a human monk. If you have a special liking for zombies, if you want to take over the body, you may not have to choose me? There is a purple zombie puppet in the blood coffin behind you. That is the peak of purple zombie! After taking over the body, your strength is much stronger than me. Mr. Fang, please think about it carefully."

Zhang Yang secretly called the old man despicable and shameless in his heart, but he tried hard to persuade the other person.

"Bah! What's the special liking for zombies? If it weren't for the necessity, how could I choose you, the zombie, to take over the body?"

Old Man Fang spat, was a little stunned, and then said:

"If it is so easy to succeed in taking over the body, all monks don't have to fear the limit of their life span. As long as their life span is about to end, they will find a suitable body to take over the body. Wouldn't that be simple?"

"Can you say that there are any restrictions on taking over the body?" Zhang Yang pretended to be curious about the baby. While asking about delaying time, he was thinking about how to get out of trouble, but he was anxiously finding that the possibility of success of all strategies was close to zero.

"Hmph! You don't have to think about delaying time. If you continue, no one will come to save you. In order to escape the pursuit of the Sword Spirit Sect, I have escaped more than 5,000 miles. The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and it is the most hidden."

Old Fang saw Zhang Yang's intention, but he didn't care at all.

Old man thief!

A bad guy!

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and felt extremely depressed.

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