"Didn't the fairy escape northeast? Why did it appear here?" Zhang Yang thought it would be better to change the topic.

Luo Fei glanced at Zhang Yang, opened her lips, and three words were highlighted: "Look at the scenery."

"..." Zhang Yang was speechless.

"It's a fellow Taoist, it seems that the Bone Chewing Demon King is chasing towards the direction of the fellow Taoist. Moreover, the fellow Taoist happened to pass the thunder tribulation. I wonder how the fellow Taoist dealt with the Bone Chewing Demon King?" Luo Fei asked.

"Haha, it's also a good luck. I was already running through the Bone Chewing Demon King, but I was desperate. At the right time, the thunder tribulation came. The Bone Chewing Demon King tried to use the thunder tribulation to temper his body, but unexpectedly, the thunder tribulation was relatively powerful, and it failed to temper his body. Instead, the thunder tribulation was bombarded with powder by the thunder tribulation, leaving only the Nascent Soul to escape." Zhang Yang smiled and explained.

"What? Fellow Taoist said that the ** of the Bone Chewing Demon King was blown into powder, and only the Nascent Soul was left to escape?" Even Luo Fei lost his usual calmness after hearing this.

"Yes. The bone-chewing demon king tried to fight against the sky thunder and used the sky thunder to temper his body. As a result, he couldn't steal the chicken and made a fortune." The reason that Zhang Yang made up was true.

Luo Fei obviously didn't believe it and looked at Zhang Yang with confusion.

The Bone Chewing Demon King, a demon king, could he be smashed by someone else's thunder tribulation for no reason? There must be inside information about this.

Luo Fei knows Zhang Yang's strength very well.

However, Zhang Yang was unwilling to say more, so Luo Fei didn't ask more.

"The King of Chewing Bone Demon lost his power, and it was a fixed pattern to lose his strength in a short period of time. Fellow Daoist killed several transformed demon cultivators... In this case, the powerful beast tide demon cultivators in the Chewing Bone Tribe almost lost most of them, and only these low-level monsters have little impact on Maiji Town. It seems that it is no problem to keep Maiji Town. All of this is the credit of Fellow Daoist Zhang." Luo Fei's voice became pleasant.

"It's just a coincidence." Zhang Yang said modestly. However, he was thinking in his heart, I wonder if the top leaders of the human race will give themselves more rewards after making such great contributions?

Spiritual stones, spiritual pills, various rare materials, magic weapons, etc., please come as much as possible! I will not be polite.

hey-hey……

Unfortunately, Luo Fei did not mention anything about rewards, but asked:

"Seeing that the power of the Taoist fellow thunder tribulation is so strong, and in the end there is a strange rhythmic fluctuation. It should be that he has the talented magical powers to descend? I wonder what kind of talented magical powers have his friend awakened?"

In theory, innate magical powers are a person's trump card, and if kept confidential before use, it can have considerable effects.

However, Luo Fei was so curious that even though she knew it was not suitable, she couldn't help asking.

Zhang Yang didn't mind these things, because his talented magical powers were quite unique, shaping his clones.

Once the clone is shaped, it is the same soul as the deity, so even the appearance of magic and techniques are different. However, the aura of the soul is exactly the same.

For high-level monks, this soul aura is difficult to change, and it can be distinguished with a little investigation.

In other words, no matter what kind of clone Zhang Yang creates, whether it is the appearance of the human race, the appearance of the monster, or even other rare types of appearance... As long as you have seen the high-level monk Zhang Yang, after seeing the clone, you can recognize that he is the same person as Zhang Yang based on his breath.

Therefore, Zhang Yang had nothing to hide. Instead, he seemed frank.

"Shape the clone."

"Hiss~~~"

As soon as Zhang Yang opened his mouth, Luo Fei immediately gasped, her face full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Shape the clone!

They are also gifted magical powers, and there are huge differences between them. Shaping the clone is undoubtedly the top existence among gifted magical powers.

Shape the clone. The clone is almost indistinguishable from the original deity, and there is no difference.

Unless the soul attack directly annihilates the soul, if both cannot be killed at the same time, they will not die.

How powerful is this?

More importantly, the clone and the deity can practice at the same time. As long as you prevent breaking through the realm, there will be no bottleneck on the other side and you can also break through accordingly.

Therefore, compared with the external incarnation refined by ordinary monks, this kind of clone with natural supernatural powers is not only not a burden, but is a major guarantee for promotion.

Luo Fei looked at Zhang Yang with unpredictable envy. Although she has always been pure and has no desires, she has to be jealous of this kind of blessing given by heaven.

Zhang Yang also enjoyed this feeling of being envied. Suddenly he realized that he was still a little vanity.

The reason why I chose to blurt out the clone's talented magical powers was certainly because of the pros and cons, and vanity also accounts for a large part.

After suddenly having such a terrifying magical power, Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable if he kept it in his heart and didn't say it out.

However, it is indeed good to relax without hindering one's own interests.

"I wonder which clone of the clone you want to create?" Luo Fei asked.

"This... is being considered, but has not decided yet." In fact, Zhang Yang has decided that since he is shaping the clone, he is naturally shaping the human race.

After all, Zhang Yang's soul is the soul of human beings. From the bottom of his heart, he is very eager to integrate into the human society.

"The little girl has a small suggestion. Fellow Taoist might as well shape the clone of the human race. After all, on the Cultivation Continent, the human race has mastered the most cultivation resources, including powerful martial arts. Fellow Taoist walking on the continent as the human race is extremely beneficial for cultivation." After being stunned, Luo Fei actually gave a suggestion.

Zhang Yang did not expect that, and smiled slightly and said, "Thank you fairy. I will consider it seriously. Fairy is going to go back to Maiji Town, right? Since the beast tide of the chewing bone tribe cannot pose a big threat to Maiji Town, I won't go."

"Well! Fellow Daoist has just advanced, and he really needs to find a place to consolidate his realm and shape his clone. However, Senior Liao Lang promised that after the mission is completed, he would give us one more magic weapon. Fellow Daoist is rich and powerful, and he doesn't even see a magic weapon?"

"This... then let's collect the magic weapon first!" If it were the past, Zhang Yang really didn't care about a magic weapon.

However, during this thunder tribulation, Zhang Yang's defensive magic weapon was destroyed, and most of the attack magic weapon was destroyed. Only the Silver Moon Sword, Hunyuan Ring and other treasures were not willing to take them out at first, but later, the magic power was insufficient and he could not sacrifice it... but he was spared from the difficulty.

Now Zhang Yang is really short of magic weapons.

After discussing, the two set off immediately.

Both of them are good at speed. Of course, before Zhang Yang advanced, if he flew with all his strength, he would be several times faster than Luo Fei. Now he has advanced to the zombie, and his speed is even more comparable to Luo Fei.

However, Zhang Yang deliberately suppressed the speed.

One day later, two streams of light, one green and one yellow, escaped into Maiji Town.

Among the dozen people in the group, only Liao Lang has returned, but he is in seclusion because of injury.

Fortunately, the old guy had an explanation before going into seclusion. After Luo Fei and Zhang Yang explained the situation, each of them received a magic weapon.

Zhang Yang chose it as a defensive magic weapon, while Luo Fei chose an attack-type magic weapon casually.

The overall situation of Maiji Town is hosted by Liao Langlai. Now that Liao Lang is injured, the upper class of the human race will definitely transfer another old guy over.

Zhang Yang was confident that if he waited for the old guy in charge to come and asked for some reward, he would at least be rewarded with two more magic weapons.

However, Zhang Yang couldn't wait.

On the one hand, we must consolidate our state after promotion, and on the other hand, we are eager to shape our clones. Therefore, we bid farewell to Luo Fei and escape immediately.

To shape a clone, you need to choose a retreat location.

Mustard Seed House is definitely safe enough, but Mustard Seed House is just a small world after all. Zhang Yang is not sure if there will be laws coming when shaping his clones.

Just like a blood slave who advances to a black zombie, it is also a troublesome to not attract thunder tribulation in the mustard seed hut.

Zhang Yang attaches great importance to the shaping of his clone and does not tolerate any deviation. He dares not take risks in the mustard seed hut.

So, where is the most suitable?

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Yang chose a location. He carried the Yinquan Spirit Xiaohei, spread his golden wings and fled towards the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

A beast tide broke out, and the monsters in the 100,000 mountains almost burst out. The depths of the 100,000 mountains, which are usually the forbidden area of ​​death, have become the safest place.

Zhang Yang flew all the way, because he knew the location of the beast tide of the chewing bone tribe, he could deliberately bypass it.

At the beginning, I saw rushing monsters and beasts everywhere, either running out of 100,000 mountains in groups, or gathering towards the tide of the beast tide of the chewing bone tribe...

In addition to hunting two thousand monsters in the middle of the journey, Zhang Yang maintained an extremely high flying altitude and flew quickly, and did not cause much trouble.

Zhang Yang's flight speed was extremely fast. After a few days, Qing Ling's eyes looked down at him and the number of monsters on the ground was getting smaller and smaller. Sometimes, even if he flew for half an hour, he could not see a monster above the middle level.

Even the number of wild animals is very rare.

Zhang Yang was secretly happy.

After maintaining high speed and flying for more than ten days, Zhang Yang selected a valley with a hidden terrain. After he circled around and confirmed that there were no powerful monsters within a radius of thousands of miles, he plunged his head.

The location of this valley is quite a distance from the central mountain range.

Although he knew that the monsters should have come out in full swing, Zhang Yang did not dare to approach the Central Mountains rashly.

The main reason is that the reputation of the central mountain range of 100,000 mountains is too high. When Zhang Yang was walking with Liao Lang a few days ago, this old guy couldn't help but feel disgusted when talking about the central mountain range.

It is said that even the god-transforming monks in the human race should consider it carefully before entering the central mountain range. If you are not careful, you will be in danger of capsizing the gutter and falling. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!