Boom-

As the aura of the White Witch Corpse King and Weng Qingyu surged, the clouds in the sky were filled with mist, and lightning was intertwined, and everything was terrifying. However, it seemed that they were affected by some force, and these lightnings were just hovering back and forth in the air, like silver snakes dancing, but they did not bombard it.

Even so, Zhang Yang was frightened.

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Since he advanced to the Purple Thunder, especially in the Sanwei Dan Furnace, Zhang Yang has basically not been afraid of thunder and lightning. However, with such a might of heaven, and the entire sky curtain seems to be about to be suppressed, this kind of heaven is not something that human power can resist, and anyone must have some changes.

Bang bang bang!

The psychic puppet Tie Kui launched a series of attacks, which were blocked by Weng Qingyu and the others.

roar--

Finally, the aura of the White Witch Corpse King surged, and his whole body was wrapped in a ball of red blood mist. The thick Ruyi stick in his hand was swung out with force, with the sound of "huhhh" wind. It was so powerful that it was so powerful than before.

Bang!

With a sound, the iron rod and the sharp axe intersected, and the two of them retreated several steps, and they turned out to have a similar breath.

"Brother of the Corpse King stops this psychic puppet, I will go and get rid of the old man Xiong!" Weng Qingyu shouted.

"Okay! I didn't expect that I would actually cooperate with you Weng Qingyu! Hahaha... Big iron head, come on!" The White Witch Corpse King said, and the Ruyi stick in his hand was spread out, as if it was covered with stick shadows everywhere. Although he could not win for a while, he suppressed the psychic puppets to death.

However, from the white witch corpse king's face as if he was about to drip blood and the bloody aura emitted from his body, he knew that this completely overdrawn method would definitely not last long.

Weng Qingyu finally seized the opportunity and flashed past the psychic puppet.

The old monster Xiong's face changed. Obviously, he underestimated the strength of the two powerful men, White Witch Corpse King and Weng Qingyu. He originally thought that the psychic puppet could be enough to completely intercept the other party, but he did not expect that he would put himself in danger.

Zhang Yang also knew that at this time, he had entered the most critical moment of the battle, and maybe he would decide the winner in a short time. While pulling Shangguan Moer behind him, he was ready to attack and get the results.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone.

Under the desperate cover of the White Witch Corpse King, Weng Qingyu finally escaped from the blockade of the psychic puppet, but did not attack the old monster bear, but went towards the bottom of the mountain.

"With the cover of the brother of the corpse, I will take the lead!"

Weng Qingyu's voice came from afar, his aura became weaker and weaker, but he also escaped for a while and could not catch up.

At this time, even Zhang Yang could see that the secret technique used by Weng Qingyu and the White Witch Corpse King was definitely not the same type. The desperate secret technique used by Weng Qingyu just now looked amazing, but it was actually just a superficial phenomenon.

Zhang Yang probably won't have any future problems.

However, the secret technique of the White Witch Corpse King is real. I believe that even if you overcome this disaster, you will be greatly damaged. Even if you escape from the dangerous ruins of the Heavenly Mansion, you will definitely be chased by other enemies after you go out, and it is difficult to have a good end.

...

Besides, Weng Qingyu's escape happened suddenly, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the White Witch Corpse King's angry voice sounded: "Weng Qingyu! You guys! I'm irreconcilable with you! If I don't die today, I will definitely draw you to refine your soul and cut you into pieces! I will definitely overthrow your Tianyu Sect!"

The White Witch Corpse King was so angry that he almost fainted!

He was so angry that he was actually being played with like this!

"Hahaha, Weng Qingyu, Weng Qingyu, I only knew you were despicable, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable! Well, since you did this, I believe you have no shame to tell what happened today, so I will let you have a way out."

The old monster Xiong almost burst into tears at first, and then sighed! After all, Weng Qingyu had already run far away, and it was not that easy to catch up.

Bang!

Click!

Two heavy blows were heard, but the White Witch Corpse King was so careless that he was cut on his shoulder by anger by the psychic puppet Tie Kui. The black leather armor sounded and broke open, and the axe blade was firmly embedded in the flesh and blood on his shoulders.

The White Witch Corpse King paused, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

Tiekui had already kicked up and kicked the White Witch Corpse King's body like a mountain, and with a "bang" sound, it landed heavily on the ground.

The psychic puppet seemed to be unwilling to give up, and continued to chase after the sharp axe with both hands. Seeing that the White Witch Corpse King was about to die under the sharp axe.

...

Seeing this, Zhang Yang knew that the time was ripe, and he moved his heart. He did not launch a sneak attack on the old monster Xiong, but secretly moaned and looked like he was about to go down the mountain.

The old monster bears the overall situation, and with a strong spirit, he naturally refuses to let Zhang Yang go. His footsteps move, and a flying sword in his hand is about to chop towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang immediately left Shangguan Moer and ran away quickly, as if he was running away desperately.

Seeing this, the old monster Xiong kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up. Although the flying sword in his hand was suppressed by his spiritual sense, he could not control it, but under the power of his Nascent Soul cultivator who was far beyond ordinary people, the sword light was very powerful.

Zhang Yang's expression of panic on his face seemed to be forced into a desperate situation, but he was filled with joy.

As the old monster Xiong got closer and closer, he stepped hard on the ground with his feet. The originally running figure immediately revolved and rushed towards the old monster Xiong. In an instant, the fiery red scales appeared on his right arm, and his sharp claws suddenly became longer.

The old monster bear was stunned, and then he realized that he was going to fight a trapped beast, right? He didn't think about it now and continued to hold the flying sword in his hand. In his opinion, what can this be like a purple zombie? As long as you don't choose close-kick, it should be easy to use the flying sword to cut the opponent down.

However, just as the distance was approaching, the old monster Xiong suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a dangerous aura rose.

As an old Nascent Soul monster, after experiencing countless fights, he naturally had a certain perception of danger. Now, he felt the breath of danger from the purple zombie who was hitting this head.

Unfortunately, it was too late to dodge at this time. The old monster bear could only bite the bullet and tremble with the flying sword in his hand, like thousands of flowing lights.

Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, his muscles burst out in strength, his right arm was tangled, and his Qilin arm attacked strongly.

bite!

puff!

The sword was slapped away! The human xiong's cavity pierced!

Originally, the flying sword in the hands of the old monster Xiong was also a peak magic weapon, and it was not so vulnerable. However, without the blessing of mana, the power is much weaker than normal.

The old monster bear's eyes were wide open, and it seemed that he could not believe that this was the truth.

Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all, and took action one after another, swung his sharp claws and instantly cut off the head of the old monster Xiong.

A black light flashed, but the old monster bear's Nascent Soul suddenly burst out from the corpse and rushed towards Zhang Yang's forehead, obviously having the intention of taking over the body.

"snort!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly. He had thought of this a long time ago when he killed the old monster Fei for the first time.

It is very dangerous for Nascent Soul monks to use Nascent Soul to directly seize the body of powerful monks. The chance of failure is high, but they will also give it a try even though they know they will die.

However, Zhang Yang would not give him a chance to fight. With a cold snorting, he stepped on the ground with his feet and his body quickly retreated.

After this delay, several lightning and lightning struck in the sky. With the shrill cry, the old monster's Nascent Soul completely turned into ashes.

At this point, nine people in the team that Pu Wang Sect sected into the ruins of the Tianfu were killed by Zhang Yang, including the Nascent Soul monk.

There are still three golden elixir monks left, but they don’t know where they are. If they can meet them, Zhang Yang would never mind killing them.

...

boom!

Just as the old monster's Nascent Soul was annihilated by the power of lightning, the spirit puppet Tie Kui's eyes disappeared instantly, and his eyes became muddy. The sharp axe that was supposed to be slashing towards the White Witch Corpse King in his hand slightly slanted and fell heavily on the stone ground, with rocks flying.

Dong!

Although the White Witch Corpse King, who thought he would die without a doubt, did not know what had happened, he knew that he would take the opportunity to take action and kick Tie Kui away.

Immediately after his breath became weak, his twin trembled, and he almost fell to the ground, and he leaned on the ground with the Ruyi stick in his hand, so he could barely support his body. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and had already hurt the roots. In addition, he used the secret technique to force his instincts, and could no longer suppress it. Seeing the thunder roar, he was about to reach his body and immediately dissipated all his magic power.

The misty clouds in the sky also dissipated.

Zhang Yang didn't care about all this. He was busy holding the flying sword of the old monster Bear to collect the remaining spiritual power of the old monster Bear.

At this point, he already possesses the spiritual power of three old Nascent Soul monsters. If he is refined into the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner will definitely increase greatly.

There is also a demon cultivator and an old Nascent Soul monster who has accumulated the life of the two powerful men on the ground.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was in a good mood and ran over to pick it up and put it away.

As for the situation of the White Witch Corpse King, Zhang Yang also saw it. He was obviously at the end of his strength and was vulnerable.

Several powerful men fought against each other, and finally gave Zhang Yang the fisherman hiding behind him.

The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit! For Zhang Yang, there is no more ideal ending than this.

...

"Boy, did you kill this old bear monster?" The White Witch Corpse King looked at Zhang Yang who was constantly busy, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Yes!" Zhang Yang had nothing to hide, and nodded in agreement.

"Good! With the strength of a purple zombie, he can actually kill an old Nascent Soul monster. He did a good job!" The White Witch Corpse King laughed.

"Of course, this is called "The real person is not a good person!" Zhang Yang smiled gently and stood there with a certain distance.

Although the White Witch Corpse King is in a down-and-out state, he is a great zombie. The power of the sick tiger is still there, and it is still unafraid of others.

"Senior Corpse King seems to be seriously injured!" Zhang Yang looked at the White Witch Corpse King with a smile, with an expression of sure victory.

"Hmph! Now, I will not pray to you for mercy. You should be able to see that although I saved your life, I didn't have any good intentions towards you. What do you want to deal with me? You can say bluntly! If you want to kill or cut, I will definitely not frown! However, for the sake of helping you advance, I hope that if you have the chance in the future, you can help me kill Weng Qingyu, that despicable and shameless man!" The White Witch Corpse King had a tough expression on his face, and it was obvious that he hated Weng Qingyu's betrayal to the extreme.

Zhang Yang's hand moistened his chin and looked at the White Witch Corpse King with interest.

The White Witch Corpse King did have any ideas that were not good for him, which made Zhang Yang very unhappy. However, the other party was Mao Zombie, which was also considered a similar type!
To be continued...