Suddenly, an idea popped up in Zhang Yang's heart. His mind moved and asked, "I don't know what point did the senior Corpse King covet me? If I could say it, I would not give the senior spiritual soldiers a chance to solve the problem."

The White Witch Corpse King is now covered in blood, his breath is weak, and the wounds on his body are shocking. He is indeed unable to resist and can only be slaughtered by Zhang Yang.

This time, the White Witch Corpse King did not hesitate and directly replied: "What special martial arts do you practice? When you were in the corpse-walking stage, the two qi seas of xiong and abdominal cavity were completely destroyed, and the whole body's magic power was actually running normally and was not affected at all. As far as I know, the entire cultivation world can do this is all the extremely terrifying physical cultivation techniques that only exist in legends. You should know this technique for the importance of our zombies. So, don't blame me for coveting it."

Zhang Yang's eyes showed a glorious deity, this was the crime of possessing a treasure. If Weng Qingyu hadn't come to make a big fuss above the U-shaped valley at that time, he would have really been threatened and benefited you.

Zhang Yang's original idea was to try to recruit the White Witch Corpse King and let him be his subordinate. However, thinking about the existence of this Mao Zombie Great Perfection, once his injuries are healed, it is not something he can control.

What's more, the White Witch Corpse King also has his own old master, that is, the head of the Corpse Refining Sect, and is loyal to his master. This means that this strong man will only be enemies and not friends with him in the future.

I was a little greedy when recruiting or something.

He sighed immediately, and the Qilin arm was ji. Since he was destined to be an enemy but not a friend, he naturally could not be soft-hearted...

...

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang and Shangguan Moer stood by the same pool.

Just now, Zhang Yang finally chose to kill the White Witch Corpse King who was at the end of his strength.

Zhang Yang killed the old monster Xiong. Although it was for self-protection, once it was passed to Puwang Sect, the next general would be the enemy of Puwang Sect who would never die.

Also, he got all the belongings of the two old Nascent Soul monsters, which was very rich and inevitably attracted people's covetousness... If the senior of the Corpse King was released, he would be a little worried.

Based on the above reasons, we can only kill the White Witch Corpse King, an enemy who is somewhat respectful to him.

Now, Zhang Yang looked at the pool in front of him, water

oA calm, a thin layer of mist on the water surface. The liquid in the pool, which seems clear, is full of viscous texture.

This pool is located in a cave. The top of the cave is not only too high, but also stalagmites hanging down from it.

The stalagmites gradually gathered and slowly dripped down was this viscous liquid.

Standing by the pond, you can't feel the spiritual energy that is overwhelming. Some are just a special aura, a breath that Zhang Yang has never felt before.

After breathing a sigh of relief, looking at the water surface of the pool, which is not very vast but not small, Zhang Yang suddenly said, "The area of ​​this marrow washing pool is not small, and there are a lot of spiritual liquids. It should be no problem to accommodate three or four people, right? Why do Weng Qingyu and Bai Wu Corpse King and others still have to be bleeding all over?"

"As far as the amount of spiritual liquid is concerned, of course, it is used by enough people. However, this marrow washing pool has a special feature, that is, this spiritual liquid can only be effective in this marrow washing pool. Once it is absorbed, it will become ordinary water. Therefore, most people cut the meridians and marrow washing directly in this marrow washing pool. When cutting the meridians and marrow washing, it will enter a very mysterious state like practicing the exercises. Once disturbed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Shangguan Moer said this and looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang nodded: "So, none of them will feel at ease that they have an enemy around them when they are cutting off the meridians and marrow."

Shangguan Moer smiled sweetly: "Of course, if fellow Taoists are worried about their younger sister, they can tie up the younger sister with a tie rope."

"The fairy is joking! How could I not trust the fairy!"

After entering this cave, the mana and spiritual bans have all disappeared. If Zhang Yang wants to trap Shangguan Moer, there are naturally countless ways.

However, he didn't feel it was necessary.

Life requires some trustworthy friends and confidants. If you have to be careful of everyone around you, this kind of life will be too failure.

What's more, if Shangguan Moer attacked her, with her own strength, it would be impossible for her to walk out of this ancient battlefield safely, and she would only end up in a fall.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mo'er's smile became even brighter.

"Time is precious, let's start!" Zhang Yang said, and was about to take off his gossip purple clothes.

In a blink of an eye, Shangguan Moer next to her suddenly looked humble and realized something was wrong.

A embarrassed look flashed across his face, and with a wave of his hand, several small array flags floated in the air and slowly rotated.

The next moment, a fog curtain suddenly rose, covering the cold pond. The extremely thick fog curtain was hard to see even with Zhang Yang's clear eyes. Moreover, it could cover up the spiritual consciousness and sound, which was really a good formation.

Seeing this, Shangguan Moer was a little stunned. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she jumped into the pool with a wide clothes.

Zhang Yang also took off his clothes all over his body. The knotted muscles and stratum corneum all over his body looked extremely tough. After cutting the meridians and marrow washing, his physical fitness will definitely improve from then on. What effect will it have?

Zhang Yang also had some vague expectations.

Hula!

With a sound of water, Zhang Yang jumped into the pond.

It is very viscous and clear, and this pool of water reflects two extremely contradictory characteristics.

Zhang Yang stepped on the bottom of the pool, and the water in the pool was not as high as his neck, and only his head was lu outside.

The moment he entered the pool water, Zhang Yang felt a trace of cool breath penetrate into his skin and began to enter his body.

However, because I don’t know how effective this spiritual liquid is, I dare not use the “Taiyin Refining” method of devouring, but only let the coolness of the spiritual liquid penetrate into the body slowly...
Chapter completed!