"Nearly a thousand miles! He has left us for nearly a thousand miles now, and his speed has not slowed down, and he is still flying away. How... how is this possible?"
Old Monster Feng has lived for more than a thousand years. Since he was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage, nothing has ever made him so uneasy.
Weng Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he had long since given up that calm and calm look.
"The world of self-cultivation is huge, full of wonders. Miss Luo Fei is also at the foundation establishment stage, she can escape behind us for such a long time, and she seems to be able to handle it with ease; although this is the magic of Sanye's creation of Qinglian, how do we know? That purple zombie must not have any special means! Fortunately, we put a divine consciousness mark on the spirit of the Yinquan, as long as he stops, we can rush over at any time, or notify the nearby disciples to surround him. I believe he is Even with all-powerful means, we can't escape from our grasp." Weng Qingyu said in a dark tone.
Old Monster Feng could only sigh, and nodded:
"Our three sects and four sects are dignified and upright. You and I are at the Nascent Soul stage. If we take a shot against a little purple zombie, it will really damage our reputation. It would be good if we can take it down for the first time. He just let him escape. If he chases and kills him repeatedly now, he might become the laughing stock of other old monsters... Besides, Zi Zong can have such a cultivation level. It’s not easy to ask us the crime of bullying the small. Why don’t we leave this matter to the disciples? Disciples of the same level are fighting, even if they are hidden and old monsters, it can’t be justified. won't be afraid of him."
"Well! No matter how powerful those wings are, they are only used to escape. If we arrange them well and use a large formation to trap him, it will be enough for foundation establishment disciples to deal with him!" Weng Qingyu nodded in approval.
"My subordinates will be presided over by you, Luo Fei! After locking the enemy's tracks, you must first deploy a large formation to kill them with one blow, without giving them a chance to escape." Old Monster Feng said.
"Yes, master uncle!"
Luo Fei respectfully agreed.
But seeing her stepping on the three-color lotus picking, her clothes fluttering in the wind, she is as straight as a fairy descending from the mortal world, her eyes are staring ahead, she doesn't know what she is thinking.
Weng Qingyu's eyes swept over, revealing his naked desire, and he secretly made up his mind that he must accept this woman as a concubine. Whether it's the fairy-like appearance of this girl, the treasures in her body, or the potential for advancement, it's worth doing this by myself.
…
call out!
A ray of yellow light pierced the sky, like a shining meteor.
Zhang Yang waved his wings vigorously, and his speed became faster and faster.
"Aww—"
Zhang Yang shouted loudly, but his voice was left far behind.
Flying has been the dream of human beings for many years.
In modern times, human beings have realized their dream of flying in the form of machines. However, the feeling of sitting in an iron shell really does not allow people to experience the joy of flying.
Only by flying with wings, soaring against the wind, breathing freely, and shouting freely... This is the real joy of flying.
Zhang Yang could feel the strong air current blowing over his body, and the wind whistling beside his ears, even though he opened his mouth to roar, he couldn't hear his own voice.
Under the feet, the mountain ranges quickly recede like flying snakes, and the emerald green eyes are fascinating.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky.
At the beginning, the dark snake incarnated by the spirit of Yinquan didn't like the sun in the sky very much, so it was full of cold air. After Zhang Yangsuo escaped, it was like a jet plane along the way, dragging a thick Smoky tail.
After discovering this situation, Zhang Yang immediately stopped the pitch-black snake.
Although this approach looks very exciting, it is actually quite dangerous.
When Zhang Yang fled, he tried to choose the route around the Shiwan Dashan. On this route, there will be neither powerful monsters nor powerful human monks, basically it can be said to be the safest.
However, there are no absolutes. Who can guarantee that there are no perverted monks sneaking around here
If he swaggered through the market and provoked some existence that he couldn't afford to provoke, the result would be very dangerous.
Under Zhang Yang's order, the pitch-black little snake could only reluctantly put away the rolling yin and cold power.
Even so, Zhang Yang ran all the way and caused a lot of trouble.
When I flew over the mountain several times, I was attacked by some unknown people.
However, Zhang Yang used to rely on his escaping speed to go directly, and ignored them. Sometimes he would carry forward the spirit of Ah Q and say cruel words in his heart-when I become stronger in the future, I will definitely come back and kill him. Your skin, your tendons, your blood...
Of course, you can't argue with the other party now.
Escape is the most important thing, Feng Laoguai and Weng Qingyu, the two masters of the Nascent Soul stage, really make him fearful.
The reason why he was able to escape the first time was largely because the opponent didn't know the ability of his wings; if he was chased again, he might not have that luck.
Zhang Yang is very confident about his wings, but his life is at stake, so he never dared to be arrogant.
It's always right to be cautious.
After fleeing thousands of miles in a row, looking back, Zhang Yang's speed slowly slowed down when the pursuers disappeared.
Spotting on a misty valley with thick cloudiness, he circled and flew over the nearby mountains for a while, scanned with his mind, and after confirming that there was no danger within a hundred miles around, he returned to the valley and plunged down.
Boom!
Zhang Yang's feet landed heavily on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The huge golden-yellow wings fluttered gently, and the energy of the surrounding wind elements fluctuated sharply. Gusts of wind blew up, and the nearby trees were blown back and forth, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, which seemed to be quite loud.
In a moment of thought.
Chi!
With a soft sound, the huge wings disappeared instantly and were retracted into the back.
Move the shoulder blades, and feel a little strange in the back, but it is not uncomfortable.
It's just that after flying for a long time, when he landed suddenly, his legs seemed a little uncomfortable, and his steps were wobbly.
During this continuous flight, while the mana was consumed rapidly, it was also quickly replenished.
consume—replenish—
After such a cycle, Zhang Yang found that his initial advancement to the realm of purple zombies had been consolidated a little bit.
Only in the rapid consumption and use, can mana be better derived, and this is indeed the truth.
However, flying for several hours in a row is not an easy task for Zhang Yang, a junior "pilot".
It is necessary to control the direction, worry about the pursuers behind, and be careful of unknown attacks on the ground at any time...
Along the way, Zhang Yang's spirit has been highly tense, and now when he relaxes, he feels tired.
This feeling of fatigue is not physical, but spiritual.
"Chichi!"
As soon as it reached the ground, the pitch-black little snake incarnated by the spirit of Yinquan screamed excitedly, jumped out of Zhang Yang's arms, and began to swim back and forth around at an extremely fast speed.
Soon, he chose a place, raised his head and took a deep breath, showing an extremely comfortable expression, very humane.
"Chi Chi Chi Chi!"
The pitch-black little snake screamed at Zhang Yang, as if signaling something.
Zhang Yang smiled and walked over.
"Hmm! The yin energy here is indeed more intense. It is most appropriate for you to find the condensation point of the yin veins."
Zhang Yang patted the dark snake on the head and gave a compliment.
"Chichi!"
The pitch-black little snake screamed to show off.
"Hehe, it seems that you still have a certain IQ, at least much smarter than ordinary little snakes. In this case, I will give you a name! Hmm..."
As Zhang Yang said, he hesitated for a while, looked at the black and shiny body of the little snake, and said, "Well, from now on, you will be called Xiao Hei! How about it? Do you like this name?"
"Chichi!"
The pitch-black little snake widened its eyes and screamed a few times in protest. It is also able to understand human speech, and intuitively feels that this name is not particularly good.
"Well! Well, since you like it, then this is it! From now on, you will be called Xiao Hei."
Zhang Yang patted Xiao Hei on the head.
"Chi Chi Chi Chi!"
Xiao Hei continued to scream and protest, but obviously the protest was ineffective.
Zhang Yang patted the bloody coffin behind him.
call out!
With a flash of black light, the purple zombie blood slave came out of the coffin, standing in front of him with a burly figure like an iron tower.
"Blood slave, take charge of vigilance and tear up all enemies who dare to approach me!" Zhang Yang issued an order.
"Woo!"
The blood slave roared in a low voice, stomped his feet on the ground, and stood beside him, looking around with vigilance in his blood-red eyes, looking extremely loyal and responsible.
Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction.
It is really a good thing to have such a zombie puppet, whether it is rest or retreat, it can be a lot of peace of mind.
It's a pity that the ghost servant's current strength is too weak, even if the strength of the eighth level of the wandering corpse is released, it will not be of much use. Any enemy that can pose a threat to Zhang Yang can instantly kill a level eight wandering corpse.
It is best to find an opportunity to refine it and help it upgrade.
With that in mind, he closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
The valley is dense with mist, which makes people feel very comfortable. Although Zombie is no longer afraid of direct sunlight, it is naturally the best to avoid being exposed to the sun.
Xiao Hei burrowed into the ground and did not know what to do. After a while, the Yin Qi around him began to crazily gather.
A place that was originally an ordinary cloudy place became extremely rich in less than half an hour.
Zhang Yang watched this scene in surprise, followed by a burst of excitement.
Depend on! With this yin land maker, the environmental problems of future cultivation will be completely solved!
No matter where you go, if you bury it in the ground, it will have this effect in a short time. If it takes longer, it will become a land of nine yin
Thinking of this, he lay peacefully on top of Xiao Hei, closed his eyes to cultivate himself, and at the same time, the skin of his body breathed heavily, devouring the yin and cold power surging around him.
As everyone knows, while he was resting, the enemy's plots also began to be arranged.