Besides, Fang Laoer's injury not only did not heal, but his condition became worse and worse. In addition to assisting Zhang Yang in the first line of the gorge to collect spiritual herbs, he never left the cave, but just kept meddling there for rest.

Otherwise, if so many people suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests, a powerful Jindan stage man would have discovered it long ago.

After finally staying up to the evening, Zhang Yang immediately left the cave.

The whole body's magic power flowed, the body was light, jumping again and again, falling gently, with almost no sound. Only when you were traveling through the bushes, can there be the sound of clothes and branches rubbing.

This combination of power and speed allowed Zhang Yang to enjoy it very much and soon escaped into the depths of the dense forest.

...

The half-curved moon hangs on the treetops, adding a haze to the quiet forest.

The old ancient trees are still dense in branches and leaves. In this world of spiritual cultivation, even the life span of plants grows in vain.

A figure stood under the tree. Opposite him was a zombie with purple face and a hideous face, with a ginger talisman sticking on his forehead.

In the nearby mountains and forests, wherever there is a place where the yin energy is accumulated is the key search target for disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect. For safety reasons, Zhang Yang could only choose a place with rich spiritual energy - although this made him very annoying.

One day, the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect did not find the cave where Fang Laoer was hiding, but the search scope was gradually gathering.

This also made Zhang Yang feel more crisis-increased.

Whether you can get rid of Fang Laoer and restore your freedom will be determined within the next few days.

Before that, Zhang Yang had to do everything possible to enhance his strength.

Through the strength of those waves of people when they escaped last night, and the conversations they eavesdropped, Zhang Yang knew that this time, the Sword Spirit Sect dispatched nearly 100 Qi Refining Disciples and several Foundation Establishment Cultivators. With the attitude of finding a needle in a haystack, he refused to let go of hope and searched for traces of the "corpse cultivator" on a large scale.

It has to be said that the Shan Search Plan of the Sword Spirit Sect was originally very effective, but it was only when it hit Zhang Yang, a monster with powerful spiritual consciousness, that he was destined to be the final cup.

If you want to cause trouble for Mr. Fang and make him not care about him, you must mobilize a large number of Foundation Establishment disciples in the Sword Spirit Sect.

At that time, the two sides will have a conflict, and Zhang Yang, a level 9 corpse, will not be enough to see it. I am afraid that as long as one of them has a little snack, he will be able to kill himself.

Especially in the battle last night, the man in blue in the level 8 of Qi Refining Stage almost killed himself with all his strength, which gave Zhang Yang a new understanding of the strength of a human cultivator. At the same time, he was secretly glad that he had taken action to get rid of the ninth-level peak blue in the man in blue in the first place. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have to inspire the amulet to alarm Mr. Fang, which would have to be alarmed.

To succeed, in addition to planning, another necessary condition is to have a certain combat effectiveness and not be slaughtered by others.

Mana power cannot be improved in a short while; the practice of "Guiyuan Jianpu" also takes time...

There is also a ghost servant who sucked the essence and blood of the giant dragon. The peak realm of the level 4 of the corpse finally broke through and had advanced to the level 5. This is just a dish under the hands of a group of powerful people.

Originally, Zhang Yang reserved a few cold tobaccos, and planned to make Hanyin Body Tempering Soup for the ghost servant to temper the body. However, even after tempering, the ghost servant will at most advance to level one and become a level six corpse, and it is still killed instantly, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang had no choice but to take a chance - to control the purple zombie over the level. Facing the many foundation-building cultivators of the Sword Spirit Sect and Fang Laoer, a centipede worm that died but did not have the strength of the purple zombie, and he had no chance to struggle at all.

For corpse cultivators, perhaps some genius level 4 and 5 cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can control the Nine-level corpse puppet; however, if they cross the level and intend to control the purple zombie as a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, they will inevitably be backfired and their souls will be annihilated.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang had the "Taiyin Refining Shape" deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, and was able to defend the root cause, which was the basis for a gamble.

He reached out and patted the blood coffin behind him.

call out!

A black light flashed, and the ghost servant had already appeared in front of him.

"Warning! Tear all creatures that dare to approach me into pieces!"

Zhang Yang had a cold face and gave an order.

"Woo!"

The ghost servant roared low, stood beside him with a firm body, staring at the surroundings with red eyes.

Zhang Yang knew that no enemy could approach him unless the ghost servant died.

Next, it will be the most critical moment.

Zhang Yang first used a talisman to dip his pen to fill the beast's blood cinnabar, bless the corpse-suppressing talisman firmly, and then stroked his claws and cut his wrists.

With one gritted his teeth, the mana power was activated, and three drops of blood in the natal essence were forced out.

Just as these three drops of natal essence and blood were separated from the body, Zhang Yang's expression became faint.

However, he did not dare to hesitate at all. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and three drops of blood in the birth of the essence and blood, like three beautiful rubies, instantly sank into the purple zombie's forehead.

Buzz —

A rhythmic tremor.

Ao--

It seemed as if it came from the depths of the oldest hall, a long whistle sounded and a majestic pressure came out.

Zhang Yang's soul instantly felt as if he was attacked by a heavy hammer, and suddenly burst into severe pain, and his head seemed to be about to crack.

After more than half a year, the purple zombie soul, which had thought it had been almost wiped out, once it began to backfire, it actually burst out with such a powerful force.

Woo--

Zhang Yang raised a long hissing to the sky, almost trying to hit the ground with his head. His already ferocious face became even more distorted, and his fangs were long and protruding, which looked very terrifying...

At this time, he had no way out.

call--

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Taiyin Refining the Shape" is half hidden and half-appearing, floating and sinking, scattering a hint of coolness, allowing Zhang Yang to remain a little sober.

Fight!

Gripping his teeth, three more drops of blood in the natal essence dripped out.

At the same time, the magic power in the body was circulating rapidly, and three drops of the essence and blood of the birth were suspended on the fingertips, rotating each other like vortexes, looking extremely beautiful.

Zhang Yang followed the last step of the "Puppet Chapter" and waved his arms, and tadpole-like runes were burned in the purple zombie.

The essence and blood of the natal world contain a trace of soul power and is full of a lot of magic power. The more intense it is, the better the effect of the talisman drawn.

At this critical moment, Zhang Yang did not dare to be stingy at all. He knew that there was only one chance. Once he failed, the consumed natal essence and blood would not be replenished, and he might not be able to try again within the next six months.

Wow!

A low growl came out of his throat, his red eyes glared wide, and he gritted his teeth, and the third batch of natal essence and blood were thrust out - another three drops.

With the addition of these new forces, the drawing of runes is smoother, and the whole movement is like flowing.

For this moment, Zhang Yang has practiced hard almost every day for most half a year. He has long been very familiar with this set of runes.

However, every stroke you make will not only consume the essence and blood of your life, but also inject a lot of mana. Therefore, the writing speed is extremely slow.

Nearly the time of tea, the runes were finally drawn.

At the moment when the last stroke fell, Zhang Yang's entire body of mana used his fingertips as a catharsis port, breaking out like a flood.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The rune drawn by the essence of the natal blood did not disappear immediately, but instead rotated like a vortex, making a "whimper" whistle.

Purple-red blood runes, dazzling light, high-speed rotating vortex...

Everything was combined like a bottomless pit, madly devouring Zhang Yang's magic power and spiritual consciousness.

ah--

The power leaked wildly. Zhang Yang grew up and couldn't shout out loud. The feeling was as if he was isolated from the world.

Finally, the runes were swallowed and finally emitted a blazing light that flashed away and sank into the purple zombie's forehead.

In an instant, the purple zombie face twisted and her body shook violently.

Sizzle!

The ginger talisman on the purple zombie's forehead shone with lightning, and tiny silver snakes danced randomly.

Bo!

With the last sound, a thick smoke emanated, and the talisman turned into ashes and floated on the ground.

Zhang Yang was shocked. Before he could react, he felt a violent and messy soul power flashing out of Zi Zan's forehead and pounced towards his face.

There is no way to avoid it!

The next moment, this violent force had appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, spreading out instantly, destroying it wantonly.

Zhang Yang only felt like he was in an endless black space, but there were turbulent streams like knifes, cutting randomly.

The tearing pain seemed to be about to burst at any time.

Buzz —

At the critical moment, "Taiyin Refining Shape" suddenly emerged, rotating over the sea of ​​consciousness, and golden lights emitted.

The violent soul power that rushed in melted in an instant when it touched the golden light.

In seconds, the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness have returned to peace.

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