"The auction will only start three months later. Before that, you should pinch the annoying bed bugs to death!"

Zhang Yang's eyes are cold.

In order to avoid the exposure of his intentions, Zhang Yang wandered around the Demon Blood City for more than a month. He worked and went to and from some shops like usual, and could not see anything unusual.

But one day, Zhang Yang suddenly quit Ada and walked into the nearest teleportation array.

This time, the strange figures were shocked. They hurriedly gathered together and followed them one after another.

By controlling the teleportation array, it is easy to know that Zhang Yang was teleporting outside the city gate.

"No! He couldn't have discovered our existence and was going to escape, right?" The monk named Weng changed his face.

"Fellow Daoist Weng, we don't have to be so anxious, right? Fellow Daoist, you have already prepared. Could it be that he can escape our spiral wheel?" The demon cultivator was a little indifferent.

"Hmph! That zombie is very cunning. Moreover, he has a pair of wings of a golden-winged bird. The speed of flying is not as fast as you can imagine. Although the speed of the spiral wheel is fast, we don't know how much his speed has improved now. It's better to be cautious." The monk named Weng snorted coldly.

When they first stepped into the teleportation array, the few people behind them also followed. Then they paid the spirit stones and asked the monks who controlled the teleportation array to teleport them to the city gate.

As soon as he walked out of the city gate, the monk surnamed Weng immediately flicked his finger.

call!

A huge circular wheel that looks like a Ferris wheel, appeared in front of everyone.

"Let's go!" The monk surnamed Weng greeted him, and several people entered the spiral wheel and started immediately.

Seeing this, the ordinary monks at the city gate all showed envy.

This spiral wheel is extremely gorgeous. In the eyes of ordinary monks, it is like ordinary people on earth seeing luxury cars.

call!

Amid the sound of the wind, the spiral wheel continued to rotate, and its speed disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The monk surnamed Weng controlled the spiral wheel and used a miniature magic array on the spiral wheel to pinch the magic tricks in his hand.

Soon, "Drip!" sounded softly, and a small red dot appeared on the miniature magic array.

"In front, the speed is not as fast as ours!" The monk surnamed Weng breathed a sigh of relief.

...

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles ahead, Zhang Yang was controlling his speed, flying away neither fast nor slow.

"Hmm? The speed is quite fast! It seems that I underestimated them."

Sensing the pursuers behind, Zhang Yang tsk in his mouth.

After a while, I flew away and saw that it was millions of miles away from the Demon Blood City, which was almost a safe combat distance.

Zhang Yang immediately had a stagnation, and his spiritual sense moved, and his sleeves waved.

Buzzing-

With the sound of flapping wings, large silver-winged demon ants with less than three thousand were buzzing, turning into a black cloud, sank into the ground, and disappearing.

Then, Zhang Yang bounced his hand.

call!

The Chaos Bell was sacrificed, and the magic in his hand was determined. Just as he was about to hide it into the ground, he suddenly thought of the flying head soul sealed in the Chaos Bell.

This flying head soul is extremely important to Zhang Yang. If the Chaos Bell is damaged and lets him escape, it will not be fun.

Isn’t Zhang Yang afraid that the flying head soul will hurt him after he escapes from the trap. Thinking back then, with the blessing of the skeleton man’s magic power, this flying head soul will not hurt him, let alone the flying head soul now?

Zhang Yang has already regarded this flying head soul as his own finances. The most important thing is the flying head soul as the weapon spirit. If the flying head soul runs away, the power of the black giant banner will definitely be greatly reduced.

This will affect the power of the joint attack, and Zhang Yang may have the mood to cry to death.

Zhang Yang was not afraid of Feitou's evil soul hurting him, but if Feitou's evil soul escaped, he would not have the confidence to capture him back.

Therefore, the best way is to act cautiously. The Chaos Bell must not be used until the most critical moment.

With a wave of his sleeves, he put away the Chaos Bell.

Re-spend the Fire Spirit Bottle and pinch the magic trick in your hand.

call!

A red light flashed across the fire spirit bottle and sank into the ground. It continued to penetrate deeper, connecting with the earth fire, and its breath did not appear.

This hidden effect made Zhang Yang very satisfied.

After he was ready, Zhang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the air, waiting for the pursuers behind him.

In a moment, a stream of light approached quickly, but it was a huge Ferris wheel-like existence.

It was this Ferris wheel-like existence that was so fast that it was a little faster than Zhang Yang's flying at full speed. This made Zhang Yang's eyes slightly meter and he had some plans in his mind.

Swish!

A flash of light, the figures escaped from the "Ferris wheel" and stood in front of him.

First, one was thin and handsome, but with a gloomy expression; a demon cultivator beside him was burly, although he was human, but his transformation was incomplete, full of scales, with a stubborn head and a long tail behind him; the other three human monks, a black-haired old man, a red-faced middle-aged man, and the last one was actually a female cultivator.

These five people, the young man with a gloomy expression and a handsome face, and the demon cultivator both had the middle level of the tribulation, and the remaining three were all the first level of the tribulation.

When the spiritual sense swept across the thin body, Zhang Yang's face immediately became a little unbelievable: "Weng Qingyu? How could it be you?"
Chapter completed!