Zhang Yang tried his best to adapt to the golden wings on his back, blowing gently, sensing its strength and sense of direction.
"Huh? Flying magic weapon? To have such a speed, it must be at least a top-level magic weapon, and maybe even have the potential of a fairy weapon."
Naturally, Old Monster Feng couldn't watch Zhang Yang escape from under his hands. With a wave of his hand, the fire flashed, and the Nine Flames Wind and Fire Shield was thrown out.
call-
The fiery red "pot lid" rose against the wind and covered Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was shocked and waved his wings vigorously.
call out-
The whole person turned into a streamer and was about to escape.
However, in an instant, he felt a huge whirlwind blowing towards him.
call-
The huge suction force made Zhang Yang's speed stagnate.
The Nine Flames Wind and Fire Cover, the word "wind and fire" is enough to explain its power. In addition to the flames inside the cover, it can also mobilize the element of wind, which is entirely to prevent the locked target from escaping.
Zhang Yang was locked, and his actions immediately became difficult.
Boom!
With a sound, the robe on Zhang Yang's body was completely shattered into pieces, exposing his gnarled muscles and cuticles like purple scales, and his ferocious face was extremely terrifying...
"Purple Zombie! It really is a zombie!"
"It's not a walking corpse, it's a purple zombie!"
Immediately there was an uproar in the crowd.
Luo Fei also had a look of surprise on his face, obviously he didn't expect that in just a few months, that little wandering corpse had successfully advanced to become a purple zombie.
Roar!
Zhang Yang let out a roar, and the mana in his whole body was crazily poured into the golden wings.
Hey!
As if a chirp sounded, the golden wings shone brightly.
Suddenly, the direction of the whirlwind of Jiuyan Fenghuo changed. It no longer swallowed Zhang Yang under the "pot lid", but swept under the golden wings, becoming the support of the wings.
call out-
With a flash of yellow light, Zhang Yang disappeared in place.
The next moment, it had already appeared dozens of miles away.
Hoo hoo!
Zhang Yang panted heavily, looking back, he couldn't believe it.
At this moment, he escaped dozens of miles, this speed is simply against the sky.
However, feeling the crazily consumed mana in his body, he couldn't help but smile bitterly again.
Behind the sky-defying speed is the sky-defying mana consumption.
Flipping his hand, he took out a Yin Condensation Bead, and opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth.
The pitch-black little snake incarnated by the spirit of Yinquan didn't know what he was thinking, and rolled his eyes when he saw it. Zhang Yang was in a hurry to die, but he didn't care.
However, when he was about to use his mana to absorb the Yin Ningzhu, he was taken aback.
I just felt that after the Yin Condensation Bead entered the mouth, it was not slowly released as usual, but turned into a liquid. After entering the mouth, it melted instantly, was absorbed, and began to spread towards the whole body.
In a short period of time, the mana consumed by Zhang Yang quickly replenished, and soon reached saturation again.
And the energy of the Yin Condensation Pearl still has a lot of energy remaining, wandering back and forth in the body, slowly dissipating.
"Um?"
Zhang Yang was taken aback.
"Chi Chi Chi Chi!"
The pitch-black little snake turned its eyes and squeaked, showing an expression of asking for credit.
"It's you?"
"Chichi!"
The pitch-black little snake couldn't speak, but seemed to be able to understand what Zhang Yang said, and nodded hastily.
The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth turned up, revealing a smile.
That's right, this little pitch-black snake is the spirit of the Yinquan. Thinking about its demeanor when it was huge just now, you can know how terrifying this guy is when he launched his might.
The Yin Ningzhu is originally the product of the spirit of the Yinquan, so it is not surprising that it can have these special methods.
"Hahaha!"
Feeling the overwhelming mana in his body, Zhang Yang burst out laughing.
"With the speed of golden wings, coupled with the continuous replenishment of mana, who in the world can stop me? Hahaha..."
Zhang Yang laughed with great confidence.
With a wave of golden wings, it fled to the distance.
…
Zhang Yang fled away in an instant, leaving only a group of monks in place, staring wide-eyed.
"This... what kind of existence is this against the sky? Under the cover of the old man Jiuyan's wind and fire, he can escape dozens of miles in an instant?"
Old Monster Feng's eyes widened.
"Peng's migration in Nanming Ye, the water hits three thousand miles, and the one who swings upwards ninety thousand miles, and the one who goes to rest in six months."
Weng Qingyu sang at the festival, and then asked:
"Senior Brother Feng, does this golden wing remind you of anything?"
Old Monster Feng's eyes brightened:
"Junior Brother Weng means... Dapeng Garuda?"
Weng Qingyu nodded solemnly:
"Brother Feng should know that his Nine Flames Wind and Fire Shield is a top-level magic weapon. Even if it is compared to the inferior fairy weapons, it is not necessarily inferior. Its utilization of wind element energy and fire element energy is absolutely amazing. Top-notch. However, I saw that the corpse repairer just now, not only was not restrained by the whirlwind, but used the power of the whirlwind to escape in an instant... With this magical power, coupled with the appearance of the pair of golden wings, I conclude that it Nine times out of ten, it is a magic weapon made from the bone wings of the Great Peng Garuda."
"hiss-"
Old Monster Feng gasped.
"Using the bone wings of the Great Peng Garuda as the material? I'm afraid that's the only way to make a little purple zombie show such great strength."
There was a look of greed in the eyes of both of them.
If this conjecture is true, then the value of this pair of wings will be greatly increased.
"Senior Brother Feng, please! If you don't make a move, then Xiao Zizhu will run away."
Weng Qingyu stretched out his hand.
"Junior Brother Weng, you're being polite. If you say that you didn't use any means of tracking, I won't believe you no matter what." Old Freak Feng snorted coldly.
"Hahaha! You might as well say it bluntly, the junior brother once attacked the spirit of the Yinquan, and naturally left a mark on it. With the current strength of that evil animal, there is no time for more than a month, so don't try to refine it." Weng Qingyu fell. There is nothing to hide.
"The old man just happens to have a trick. Unless the purple zombie throws away the spirit of the Yinquan, it will be difficult to get rid of the old man's pursuit."
Old Monster Feng twisted his long beard with his hands, quite confident.
"Hahaha! The flying magic weapon is so fast, it consumes a lot of mana. That Zi Zhan is overwhelmed, and the speed is so fast at one time. I believe that if he can't escape a thousand miles, his mana will be exhausted. If we catch up now, he will naturally have no choice but to catch him without a fight."
Weng Qingyu also smiled.
The two of them stopped hesitating and quickly fled forward.
The two Nascent Soul monsters who were still fighting just now, and almost turned into a life-and-death struggle, turned the fighting into jade in the blink of an eye. This is also a very normal thing.
They both belong to the famous and decent sect, and there is no deep hatred between the two of them. The fight just now was just for the "spirit of the Yinquan", and it was for the benefit.
Now the spirit of Yinquan and the golden wings suspected to be the bone wings of the roc Garuda have run away, so if they continue to fight, it will naturally lose its meaning.
…
The two fled away, Luo Fei hesitated for a moment, picked up the Fajue, and with a "bang", a three-color lotus platform suddenly appeared under his feet.
The whole person immediately turned into a streamer and followed, judging by the speed, he followed the old monster Feng closely, and he seemed to be able to do a job with ease.
"Om..."
As soon as the few people left, all the monks around immediately started discussing like a frying pan.
"Awesome! Did you see that a little purple stiff, with those golden wings, was able to escape from the hands of the two Nascent Soul monsters?"
"Yeah! I don't know what level those golden wings exist."
"There is also the spirit of Yinquan, who also took the initiative to throw himself at that purple zombie. I really don't know what background he is."
"..."
People talked a lot, and they all sighed, and it was hard to hide their envy.
The spirit of Yinquan, and the unknown golden wings... Even the Nascent Soul monster, he should be very lucky to get one.
And these two treasures belong to a little purple zombie. With such resources, it is conceivable how powerful their ability to survive and advance will be in the future, and the chances of achieving the Dao are more than a few points.
…
The two Nascent Soul cultivators Feng Laoguai and Weng Qingyu walked against the wind at an extremely fast speed.
Luo Fei stepped on the three-colored lotus platform and followed closely.
"Hey, Senior Brother Feng, I really didn't expect that girl to be able to keep up. The three-color lotus platform under her feet, can't it be the three-leaf fortune-telling green lotus of the noble sect? Sword... Hey! This little girl's cultivation at the foundation-building stage has been given so many treasures, you are not afraid that she will be murdered and seized?" Weng Qingyu licked his lips and said.
"Hmph! Junior Brother Bubaoweng has to worry about my family's affairs."
Old Monster Feng and Weng Qingyu ran away quickly, but the distance between them and Zhang Yang was getting farther and farther.
However, the two of them were not in a hurry, but stayed in the distance, not relaxing. They knew it wouldn't last long.
How much mana can a little purple stiff have? It is estimated that within a stick of incense, its mana will be exhausted, and by that time, even if it has golden wings, it will not be able to escape from their grasp.
However, a stick of incense time has passed...
Two sticks of incense time has passed...
half an hour passed...
"Eh? Flying away at this speed, his mana should be exhausted, right? Why do I feel that he is still flying away, and the speed does not decrease at all?" Weng Qingyu sighed lightly.
Old Monster Feng obviously felt that something was wrong a long time ago.
"Perhaps... is it because of the spirit of the Yinquan? Zombies are supplemented with strong original Yin-cold power, and mana recovery will be faster. However, we don't have to worry, we can contact the outside world, the original Yin of the spirit of the Yinquan The power of coldness is endless; however, Xiao Zizang's ability to absorb it is limited. No matter how strong the original cold power is, his body can't absorb it, and the speed of mana growth can't keep up with consumption... His fate is already doomed .”
Old Monster Feng's tone was extremely confident.
Weng Qingyu also nodded, expressing approval.
Luo Fei didn't look at it, but felt something was wrong in his heart. Things don't seem so inevitable, do they
Sure enough, an hour has passed...
Two hours have passed...
Adding up the front and back, they have escaped thousands of miles. At this time, no matter how confident Feng Laoguai and Weng Qingyu are, they know that something is wrong.
With a flash of stature, they all stopped, and each of them frowned deeply.