If the soul imprint planted by the Nine Infants falls, Jin Dapeng will also be annihilated.

Therefore, Jiwei trusts Jin Dapeng very much.

"Close the hall gate and don't make a fuss about anything happening."

Jin Dapeng is a level nine monster, and theoretically he is at the same level as Juwei. However, Juwei's strength is so strong that he can sweep the same level. At least Jin Dapeng is convinced by Juwei.

"Yes, Miss Juwei." Jin Dapeng agreed.

Rumble--

The stone door of the main hall is closed.

The ground of the hall is densely packed with various strange symbols and lines as dense as spider webs. The grooves in the center seem to be reserved for the Blood Light Treasure Box.

Juwei held the blood treasure box in both hands and carefully placed it on it.

"Click!"

A light sound, tightly fitting.

Buzz —

As the Blood Light Treasure Box was put in, a clear sound, the ground of the entire hall emitted a bright light, extremely dazzling.

Among the lines on the ground, there seems to be energy flowing, connecting with each other.

While those runes were glowing, they illuminated one by one, floating back and forth in the air.

With this process, strange energy began to gather and instill into the Blood Light Treasure Box.

Juwei slowly retreated and bowed to the ground.

Da da!

With two light sounds, the Blood Light Treasure Box has opened.

The red light was dazzling, a ball of blood beads, as big as a heart, slowly floating in the air, slowly squirming, crystal clear and beautiful.

But seeing this blood bead constantly wriggling, the surrounding energy was instilling into the blood bead frantically.

The blood beads are getting bigger and bigger. The shape is also beginning to change, stretching arms and legs, taking a human shape.

This person is becoming more and more vivid, and even begins to appear with mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and long hair all over the head...

This is a blood-red person. Judging from his appearance, he looks vaguely similar to Jiuying... More and more similar...

As time goes by, slowly, this newborn person's appearance begins to become exactly the same as Jiuying - this is a blood-red Jiuying.

**'s blood-red nine infants have a slender figure and look extremely perfect.

The light of the magic circle gradually dimmed.

clatter!

Jiuying gently landed on the ground. With a wave of her hand, a gorgeous robe covered his toned body and a blood-red fox fur hanging from her neck to the soles of her feet.

The same look, the same outfit, just, including hair, eyes, skin, and clothes... they are all blood-red.

"Master!" Juwei looked at the blood-colored Jiuying with surprise.

However, the blood-colored Nine Infant had a look of confusion in his eyes. He seemed to have no idea what happened. He turned around and looked around, with all his eyes ignorant.

"Owner?"

Juwei shouted softly with some concern.

The Blood-colored Nine Infant didn't hear it, and was still thinking about his own affairs.

"It seems that I lost something. What did I lose?" The blood-colored Jiuying murmured to himself.

Juwei's face turned pale and she had a very bad premonition.

...

Bang!

The magic power in Zhang Yang's hand surged, and the stone bell under his palm immediately exploded into pieces.

"That silver robe monster is looking for me? How could this happen? What's worth my effort to find?"

Zhang Yang's face was full of solemnity.

Not long after he came out of the mustard-seed hut, he was discovered by a stone shark.

However, with Zhang Yang's powerful spiritual sense and rapid reaction, the stone horn killed the information before it was passed on.

Zhang Yang didn't care at first.

However, later, the stone cals were discovered several times in succession, and when those stone cals saw him, they were all very surprised.

Now, Zhang Yang naturally saw that the situation was abnormal.

Then, after capturing a stone horn alive for soul search, he immediately knew the cause and effect of the matter.

"The Nine Infants who led the demon clan to sweep the entire Cultivation Continent actually fell into the hands of the silver-robed monster. Could it be that he wanted to capture all the strong men on the Cultivation Continent in one place?"

Zhang Yang secretly speculated, but he never thought that it was actually a disaster caused by the great curse.

"Don't worry about him! Just be careful and not be discovered by those stone horns."

With Zhang Yang's current strength, it is completely possible to avoid Shi Xiao.

Moreover, Zhang Yang is also very confident in his speed.

Since advancing to the advanced level of Flying Zombie, Zhang Yang found that his golden wings had also skyrocketed. Every time he spread his golden wings, he could escape nearly five thousand miles.

Zhang Yang was confident that with such speed and the strong magic power in his body, even if he could not defeat the weird man in bright colors, he would be able to escape.

call out--

Zhang Yang spread his wings and stabbed straight into the sky. After reaching a certain height, he waved his forcefully and appeared five thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.

It feels soaring in the air at such a fast speed, and Zhang Yang even has the urge to whistle.

"Um?"

Just as Zhang Yang flew away, he suddenly felt a burst of violent magic power fluctuations on the ground.

"Someone is fighting?"

Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind him, his eyes flashed with blue light, and his clear eyes opened.

"Hahaha... Which fellow Taoist is above? Since you are here, why not show up and see me!"

On the ground, the mana fluctuation ended and a loud laughter rang out.

"It's him! It's him!" A strange look flashed on Zhang Yang's face.

With the golden wings behind him, the whole person fell quickly towards the ground like a meteor.

Bang!

Zhang Yang's feet fell heavily on the ground, dust was flying, and a piece of rock under his feet was bursting like a spider web.

When I looked, there was a fat monk with big ears not far away, smiling and obese belly.

In front of this great monk, there was a fallen level 8 Titan giant ape, covered in blood, and obviously fell.

Obviously, the magic power fluctuation just now was emitted by this great monk killing the Titan giant ape.

"Master Misha, don't be fine!" Zhang Yang had a playful smile on his face.

The person opposite was actually the Great Monk Misha.

Thinking back to the time when Zhang Yang had just advanced to the Purple Slave, he met this great monk, but was chased by this guy who knew how to shrink the ground and had no way to go to the sky.

Thousands of years have passed, and Zhang Yang thought that the great monk Misha must have exhausted his lifespan, and he often feels regretful for every opportunity to avenge himself.

Unexpectedly, I encountered Miyako here now. Moreover, judging from the other party's aura, I had obviously advanced to the God Transformation Stage.

"This donor is..." The great monk Misha did not recognize Zhang Yang at first sight.

It's no wonder that Zhang Yang was just a small purple zombie at the beginning. Now he is already a high-level flying zombie. In addition, it has integrated mysterious gray iron and various practices of cultivation, which can be said to have changed a lot.

However, no matter how many changes are, the soul breath has not changed.

Looking at Zhang Yang who was smiling, Misha quickly widened his eyes: "You... are you the little purple zombie, Zhang Yang?"

Misha clearly had an incredible tone, but the expression on his face was still smiling.

"Flying zombie... you have actually advanced to Flying zombie! With the body of a zombie, you can advance so quickly. It seems that the rumor at that time is indeed true!"

Misha shook his big head and sighed.

"Hmph! It seems that the master is quite concerned about me!" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, his tone was already a little cold.

"Hahaha... For the ally of our human race, the monk naturally needs to care about how to produce such a powerful person." Misha laughed.

"Why? The donor wants to attack the great monk?" Looking at the magic power surging on Zhang Yang's body, the great monk Misha suddenly spoke.

"Not bad! You must revenge the grudge of capturing me that day!" Zhang Yang's hand sucked and spit out the blue light and sacrificed the Fucang sword.

"Hahaha... Why should the donor be so persistent? Now, our human race and your zombie race have become allies to resist the monsters together, so we should let go of our past grudges. What's more, you are a flying zombie now, and the great monk is also a god-transforming monk. Once you fight, you may end up losing both sides. Please think twice and don't take advantage..."
To be continued...