"The powerful technique of the ancient inheritance of the heart?" Zhang Yang's hoarse voice sounded.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Even the magical and mental methods from the upper immortal world, I know a lot, and I can pass them to fellow Taoists!" Old Yasha nodded quickly and threw out another bait.

At the same time, I was already overjoyed, and even imagined how to deal with it after Zhang Yang was deceived.

"Okay! I wonder what magical methods do you have in Lao Yasha? Let me tell you a few of them first, and I will consider whether I will accept it."

This sentence made Lao Yasha feel happy and did not notice the sneer raised on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth.

"What I said about the mental method is definitely not...what do you do!"

The joyful look on the old Yasha suddenly turned into a scream.

puff!

However, Zhang Yang took advantage of the time when he opened his mouth and suddenly launched an attack. The attack locked the deepest wound again. Now, he directly slashed into the flesh, almost cutting off his spine.

"Hmph! I really think I can't cheat? I like powerful magic tricks, but if you want to cooperate with you, the old monster, then forget it!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and showed no mercy, and the fiery sword light fell down one after another.

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

The old Yasha roared. He never expected that his precise plan would be discovered. Moreover, what he threw out was the magical and mental method of the ancient cultivation world and even the upper immortal world!

Such a great temptation, can't this hair slap be impressed at all?

Old Yasha was completely desperate.

He saw the decisive gaze in Zhang Yang's eyes, and while he was very scared, he began to curse.

Zhang Yangli ignored it and followed the established steps and slashed it with one sword.

puff!

Finally, when the sword light fell again, the wind blade was lighter, and the old Yasha had been cut in half.

The fiery red yaksha. The fiery red essence and blood.

However, this old Yasha has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, and it is obviously close to the end of the oil and the lamp is gone, and not much essence and blood flows out.

He was cut off in half, but the old Yasha did not die here-of course. He did not break free from the chains.

The chain was extremely special, as if it was embedded in the body of the old Yasha.

Those two parts of the body were struggling on the ground, in extreme pain.

Zhang Yang had no sympathy at all. If he failed, he would probably end up even worse.

The Fucang sword in his hand was green and dasheng, and this time he chose the head of the old Yasha. He slashed it with one sword.

Bang—

...

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang held the Fucang sword in his hand, and the sword light sucked and spitted, and a blow blasted the old Yasha's head.

Bang!

The old yaksha's broken watermelon-like head fell heavily to the ground.

Buzz —

Just as the old Yasha fell, a bright light flashed in the sky, and strange runes flowed, and the formation emerged again.

It is centered on a strange jade slip. Countless lights and runes surround it.

This time, unlike last time, Zhang Yang did not feel the murderous aura from this formation. Instead, those strange lights scattered everywhere.

In just a blink of an eye, the light had dissipated, and only a jade slip was left floating in the sky, like a lively little fish, swimming in agile manner.

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, and his spiritual sense moved, and the golden wings burst out from behind him, waving them hard, turning into a stream of light, chasing towards the jade slip.

call out--

The jade slip seemed to sense something, and turned into a stream of light and fled in the opposite direction.

"I still want to escape?"

Zhang Yang was not surprised to see this. What he was most afraid of was that the jade slip was protected by a formation. In that case, he would probably only see it and could not get it.

Now that Jade Shop is running away, Zhang Yang is confident that he can definitely catch up.

However, what he didn't expect was that the golden wings were still unable to catch up with them after waving them continuously.

The main reason is that the jade slip is extremely agile, constantly changing directions in the air, storing and escaping, making Zhang Yang's speed unable to be exerted at all.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for cheating."

With a moving spiritual consciousness, it teleported, and it had already reached the front of the jade slip and was just blocked.

Reach out your hand.

call out--

The jade slip actually drew an arc, and it looked extremely lively, and escaped from the gap in Zhang Yang's palm.

“Huh?”

Zhang Yang's old face turned red, just a dead thing, but he tried hard to catch it.

The spiritual sense locked in front of the jade slip, and there was another teleportation.

At the moment of teleportation, the magic power surged and the Great Nirvana Palm was sacrificed.

call--

A palm shook and turned into several feet in size. The wind blew, and the jade slip was snatched into the hand.

Swallows!

The jade slip was still unwilling to admit defeat in his hand and continued to struggle and jump like a small fish.

However, under Zhang Yang's great force, it naturally could not escape.

Zhang Yang pinched the magic tricks in his hand and quickly tapped his fingers.

Swallowing, swishing, swishing!

As lights penetrated, each light entered, the jade slip trembled, and the light on his body became dark.

After several magic seals were printed, the light of the jade slip completely darkened, leaving only the faint green light of the jade itself.

Zhang Yang then breathed a sigh of relief, held it in his hand, and his spiritual sense invaded.

Immediately, Zhang Yang's face was stunned.

"Great Curse? One of the three great magical techniques in the fairy world?"

As he continued to read, Zhang Yang's face became more and more ecstatic, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay! That's great! There are such magical magic in the world. If I can practice it...hahaha!"

Seeing that this jade slip can serve as a formation eye to suppress a powerful man like Lao Yasha, Zhang Yang knew that the eyebrows were definitely not simple.

However, I didn't expect that this jade slip actually recorded the magic of the Great Curse.

Luck!

This is great luck!

If a cultivator wants to achieve the great way, in addition to his own talent, his luck is also a very important one.

The formation with this jade slip as the array eye has existed for many tens of thousands of years. The meaning of this formation is to suppress the old Yasha.

After the old Yasha was killed, the formation also dissipated.

Otherwise, even if Zhang Yang had the will, he could only look at the jade slip in the sky without taking action.

He flipped his hands and solemnly put away the jade slip. Then he looked on the ground.

After the fall of this old Yasha, there was no Yuanying escape, which saved Zhang Yang a lot of effort.

Looking at the essence and blood all over the ground, Zhang Yang's spiritual sense was released and he faintly felt. A special aura flowed from the essence and blood.

This aura is different from the spiritual energy in the cultivation world and is also different from the magic power formed by the yin energy. Just contact with the spiritual consciousness makes Zhang Yang feel very disgusted.

After a little thought, out of careful consideration, Zhang Yang decided not to absorb and fuse these essences and blood for the time being.

After all, the body belongs to you. If something goes wrong due to random fusion, it will be too late to cry.

With five fingers, the magic power surged, and Zhang Yang's palm immediately turned into a vortex and rotated rapidly.

Puff puff puff!

Several blood pours erupted from the corpse of Lao Yasha and gathered into Zhang Yang's palm.

In just a moment, the corpse turned into a mummy.

Zhang Yang's palm was filled with blood mist, as if it was wrapped in a ball of red clouds.

Zhang Yang held the Yuan in both hands, and his magic power surged. Soon, a trace of essence from the blood mist was extracted and began to gather towards his palm.
To be continued...