A fog-like existence was pulled out of the body of the "sea cucumber", which vaguely appeared in the shape of the "sea cucumber".

Countless souls around them had sharp teeth and sharp mouths, biting and grabbing food, and in the blink of an eye, they separated the fog completely. Without souls, this "sea cucumber" immediately lost its vitality and turned into a corpse, and was about to fall down.

Zhang Yang used his five fingers to scatter the devouring technique.

Bang!

The rhythmic jump seemed to resonate, and the corpse of the "sea cucumber" jumped.

puff!

The huge corpse suddenly expanded and suddenly exploded. Blood surged into the sky, gathered together, and directly injected into Zhang Yang's palm, sank into his body through the palm of his palm.

The "sea cucumber" also turned into a mummy, and had no value anymore and fell to the endless abyss.

With one move of the Wan Yao Banner, he put away all the gray-black clouds and souls, and Zhang Yang's face showed a solemn expression.

Just now, this "sea cucumber" is similar to the "strange bat" I met for the first time. Judging from the breath, it is similar to a level seven monster. However, the attack method of this "sea cucumber" is strange, especially the current attack, which is extremely easy to get hit if you accidentally attack.

Any two monsters that are so powerful, Zhang Yang really doesn't know what else to wait for him in front of him.

Having reached this point, there is naturally no turning back. However, before continuing to move forward, you must be fully prepared.

He flicked his fingers and arranged a warning array. Then he waved his sleeves and released the blood slave. Finally, he sat cross-legged, levitated in the air, closed his eyes and began to restore his spiritual consciousness and condense his magic power.

I have done this countless times and I have been extremely skilled.

For twelve years, Zhang Yang has been rushing all the way. In a boring environment, he has to be highly nervous. This is different from practicing meditation.

When they are in seclusion, for high-level monks, it may take hundreds or even hundreds of years to retreat in one seclusion. However, when they are in seclusion, they are either dormant and naturally absorb magic power; or comprehend the laws... There is always something to do. They don’t feel that time is difficult to bear.

It’s different to rush through this endless abyss. There is monotonous darkness around it, and there are also crushing whirlwinds that appear from time to time. You must always be highly alert. After being hit by small crushing whirlwinds several times, Zhang Yang did not even dare to activate the human clone. He let him sleep in the ring hut and concentrate his spiritual consciousness on the zombie clone.

The mind is in a state of high tension. The spiritual exploration is turned on to its best state. It won’t take long to run out and the mind will swell.

After exhaustion, cultivation will be restored...

Such a cycle of processes is very effective in tempering the spiritual consciousness and tempering the willpower.

Zhang Yang felt that his current spiritual consciousness was more powerful than when he had just advanced to the advanced level of Mao Zombie.

Now, with the full release of Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, the coverage can reach a terrifying range of nearly two thousand miles. This range is enough to be comparable to that of ordinary peak monks of the transformation of gods.

call--

After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Yang stood up, his magic power and spiritual consciousness reached a full state, and his confidence increased greatly.

Putting away the small formation flag and the blood slave, Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind him, and continued to move forward.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the yin air blew through.

I don’t know when the violent shattering whirlwind became smaller and smaller in number, and later it simply disappeared. Of course, the yin wind was still blowing the same, wrapping with rich yin energy.

Zhang Yang even suspected that it was these cold winds that gradually gathered when they blew to a certain extent, forming a shattering whirlwind.

All this is not just a simple guess, but Zhang Yang’s experience along the way, witnessing the entire growth process of the shattering whirlwind.

While flying, Zhang Yang encountered two strange creatures, and their physical characteristics were the same as those of the two monsters they were killed, each with fluffy.

However, these two creatures were far away from Zhang Yang and did not bump into him head-on. Zhang Yang discovered them with his powerful spiritual sense, but the two creatures did not find Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang did not chase him and kill them all.

On the third day afterwards, Zhang Yang was flying quickly, and his eyes suddenly froze.

In front, countless small black dots burst into sight, covering the sky, like a meteor shower.

The spiritual sense clearly captured the small black dots, which turned out to be humans with wings.

These humans are both men and women, with extremely handsome appearances and almost flawless appearances. However, they are naked and have no clothes on their bodies; and their faces are full of fear, as if there is something terrible behind them.

These flying people were extremely fast. When the people in front turned, the entire community followed, looking like a group of fish in the sea.

After walking alone in the endless abyss for twelve years, Zhang Yang's joy can be imagined.

However, he was not so stupid that he came forward rashly without knowing the situation. With his mind moving, he stepped back slightly and opened some distance.

But the group of flying people were spinning in the air, heading in the other direction, just parallel to Zhang Yang's sight.

The entire community was vast and it took nearly half an hour to see the end of the community.

And the further down, the more terrified the expressions on the flying people's faces became.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang was shocked, but at the end of the flying people, a large group of monsters were chasing, just like tiger sharks chasing fish. As long as one was arrested, it would be swallowed in one bite.

Moreover, some of these monsters have a large appetite and have to swallow dozens or even more in a row before they can sway their wings and slow down with satisfaction.

Among these monsters, dozens of them are large bats and sea cucumbers killed by Zhang Yang. Other species are different, but their physical characteristics are similar.

These monsters did not fight each other, but all regarded the flying people as hunting targets.

This is an extremely bloody scene. In just a short period of time, tens of thousands of flying people were swallowed within the range of Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Yang's face was fluttering, and he took out the flowing silver yarn with his hands, suppressed his magic power, and his figure disappeared.

Just as he disappeared, the two monsters closest to each other seemed to notice something, and turned their heads to look at it. Because they found nothing, the food in front was too tempting. The two monsters did not doubt anything and continued to join the hunting team.

This strange team soon disappeared.

Swish!

The space was twisted, and Zhang Yang's figure slowly flashed, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!