Rao is the strength of Daleiwu's sixth-level monster. At such a close range, he was caught off guard. He only felt a tingling in his head and lost his mind for an instant.
Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness attack was fully released, and his mind was suddenly empty, and he felt very uncomfortable, and the sea of consciousness ached. But he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, seized the opportunity, the mana surged all over his body, and the great overbearing technique was about to explode.
However, in an instant, Zhang Yang saw that Da Leiwu's eyes were only slightly in a trance, and then began to regain clarity.
With a chill in his heart, Zhang Yang knew that the attack of the soul-piercing awl had failed. The sixth-level monster is really not easy, his soul-piercing awl strikes with all his strength, and the sudden accumulation of soul power, even the sea of consciousness, can hardly bear it, but it can only cause the opponent to be in a trance for a moment.
Although the power of the Great Overbearing Art is powerful, it is no problem to sweep the foundation-building monks, but it is hard to say how effective it is when facing the Golden Core monks; the physical strength of the sixth-level demon birds is still higher than that of the Golden Core monks of the same level, and the chances of winning are really not good. big.
Zhang Yang changed his mind in an instant, flipped his hand, and a small black ball appeared in the palm of his hand, twirling and spinning, and the light of thunder attribute flowed.
Throwing it hard, a stream of light flashed across.
Da Leiwu was attacked by the soul-piercing cone, but lost his mind for a moment, looked up and saw a small black ball close in front of him. The subconscious of the high-level demon bird told it that this little black ball looked inconspicuous, but it was absolutely dangerous.
It was too late to dodge, Da Leiwu had a frightened look in his eyes, so he could only flap his wings and pat it.
boom-
There was a sound like a thunderstorm, and a huge light flashed in the entire sky, and the huge explosion wave spread out, sweeping countless black feathers and blood essence. It was obvious that the big Leiwu had suffered.
At close range, Zhang Yang didn't feel well, he was directly affected by the explosion wave, and the raging energy was torn apart crazily. Zhang Yang himself lost control in the air, and was swept by the airflow and smashed to the ground.
Big Reu also fell straight towards the ground like a ball of light.
Boom!
Boom!
Amidst the two heavy bangs, two black shadows landed one after another.
…
When the explosion sounded, a group of monks in the distance and the little Leiwu were alarmed.
With wide eyes, all the monks were stunned when they saw the explosion and felt the power of the energy fluctuation and aftermath.
Oh my God!
What happened just now
Could this be the aftermath of the fight between the ugly man and Lei Wu
How can this be! Is this what the aftermath of the battle of the little foundation-building period monks looks like? I'm afraid it's a fight between ordinary golden core monks, and it won't have such power, right
Even Shangguan Mo'er, although she had known Zhang Yang's strength for a long time, she never expected such power when she made a move.
It's just that it would be quite bad if the ugly man was swept in, right
This is what almost everyone thinks now. Shangguan Mo'er even felt a little regretful, this ugly man's fighting power is so strong, and what he values most is his physical strength, and he originally wanted to rely on his arm to break the restriction of the ruins! It's a pity to die now.
Hey!
Little Leiwu let out a shrill cry, full of anxiety and grief.
"Quick! The big Leiwu was dealt with by Fellow Daoist Zhang. Don't keep it any longer, and use all your strength to deal with this little Leiwu. The aftermath just now is too powerful. If any powerful existence is provoked, it is beyond our ability to deal with it." gone."
Everyone naturally agreed with Dr. Wei's words, and launched their strongest attacks one after another.
That little Leiwu was already at a disadvantage, and under such circumstances, it seemed that he couldn't hold on to the cup of tea and was about to be beheaded.
…
call!
Accompanied by the sound of the wind, a figure soared into the sky from the deep pit.
Boom!
Both feet landed heavily on the ground, it was Zhang Yang.
But he saw that his long purple-red hair, which was originally messy, turned black and curly under the force of lightning, smoking; the exposed skin on his face and body also had a few cracks, but fortunately it was not serious; he was full of gossip Zi Shiyi was still dazzling, without any damage, and it really deserved to be the bottom of the box of the Nascent Soul old monster, Wuya Laodao.
Zhang Yang looked it over, with a wry smile on his face. This was the first time he was injured after merging the Bafang Seal. Although it was an extremely slight injury, it was enough to arouse his vigilance.
"It seems that my physical defense is not absolutely invincible. I will suffer damage from the attack of this little black ball at close range!"
Visible to the naked eye, the extremely slight injury has begun to heal.
Without much hesitation, Zhang Yang walked up to Da Leiwu, but saw that the black bird's feathers were messy, with few feathers left; its whole body was covered in blood, and one wing was completely blown off; even half of its head disappeared without a trace. He died a miserable death.
Zhang Yang's eyes flickered blue, and it could be seen that a thick white mist was gathering above the corpse of the big bird, and it gradually took on the appearance of Lei Wu before he was alive, which showed how powerful his living soul was.
Zhang Yang's face showed joy. He took out the Ten Thousand Demon Banner with his hands, stretched out the black banner, and there was a huge pulling force. The white mist seemed to be aware of the danger, and wanted to struggle to escape.
All this is of course futile. The Wanyao Banner is a magic weapon specially used to collect living souls. When it is used, let alone the living souls of level six monsters, even level seven or eight monsters may be difficult to escape.
The white mist flashed and completely entered the black banner. The power of Wan Yao Banner has increased by one point.
Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction, and put the Wanyao Banner back into the Nawu Ring.
He stretched out his hand to escape from the demon pill from Da Leiwu's body, and also took back the ring of storage.
Looking at the dripping blood, his throat twitched. Next, Zhang Yang paid more attention to the treasure hunt in the ruins. The identity of the zombies should not be revealed for the time being, but this is not a problem for Zhang Yang.
"puff!"
One arm was inserted into Da Leiwu's body, and the kung fu was running, and the skin on the body surface opened a big mouth, sucking crazily. Each cell is a small vortex; the entire arm is a large vortex.
Big Reu's body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After more than ten years of painstaking practice, Zhang Yang has long been very proficient in the exercises of body training. Usually, even if he doesn't cultivate deliberately, his body can absorb much more essence of heaven and earth than ordinary monks.
Now deliberately, the speed can be imagined.
In this short time, the battle in the sky has also ended. When everyone landed on the ground carrying the little Leiwu's body, they saw the ugly man Zhang Yang standing next to the big Jinwu's body with a smile.
"Zhang Daoyou, so you are fine!" Shangguan Mo'er shouted in surprise.
The others also surrounded him with incredulous expressions, but consciously or unconsciously, they all kept a certain distance from Zhang Yang, and at the same time, there was a look of awe on their faces.
"What? Could it be that Fairy Shangguan wanted something to happen to me?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile, but he didn't mean to blame him.
"Where! Fellow Daoist, you are joking! My little sister certainly doesn't want anything to happen to Fellow Daoist, it's just that the power of the battle just now...was too great! And Fellow Daoist was swept in again, so I'm just a little worried! Fellow Daoist actually killed that Big Leiwu?" Shangguan Mo'er struggled to speak, and then asked.
"Hmm! This big Reu seems to have suffered some kind of injury, and his reaction is relatively slow; and there happened to be one or two powerful magic weapons in his hands, but these magic weapons are one-off, and the consumption this time is really distressing." Zhang Yang didn't want everyone to see him as a monster, so he just made up an excuse.
However, all the people present are old monsters above the late stage of Foundation Establishment, who is not well-informed? Naturally, he would not take this seriously. The fear of Zhang Yang in their hearts has not diminished at all, and they have listed him as the most threatening person in the team.
Especially that Wolverine, who was full of embarrassment. Thinking about how I mocked this ugly man at the beginning, it was really an old birthday boy who hanged himself, he thought he had a long life! With the opponent's unfathomable strength, if you want to take revenge on yourself...
Thinking of this, cold sweat rolled down Wolverine's face:
"Uh, Fellow Daoist Zhang... This... I... I am really reckless! If I offend you, I hope fellow Daoist will forgive me! This flying fork with fire attribute is regarded as my apology to Fellow Daoist."
"Brother Huolang, why bother! We are all of the same kind, so you don't have to be polite." Zhang Yang stretched out his sleeves and put the flying fork into his sleeves.
Shangguan Mo'er should know the ruins very well, but she still found so many people, I believe there is a plan. The next step is to act together, and Zhang Yang doesn't want to go too far, as long as he can deter the other party.
Of course, if the other party dared to show any disrespect, Zhang Yang would not mind killing him.
Seeing Zhang Yang accept the flying fork, Wolverine heaved a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Zhang seems to have expended a lot of energy in order to kill the big Leiwu. Why don't these two demon pills of Leiwu count as compensation for Fellow Daoist Zhang?"
Doctor Wei suggested with a smile, naturally he meant to show his favor to Zhang Yang.
The others immediately agreed.
Zhang Yang waved his hand and said:
"I've already taken the big Leiwu's demon pill. The rest of the things, including the little Leiwu's demon pill, were killed by your joint efforts, and Zhang didn't do much, so you can share it!"
Zhang Yang's words brought smiles to everyone's faces. Although everyone proposed to give Zhang Yang both of the demon pills out of fear, they must feel a little unwilling in their hearts. After all, a fifth-level high-level demon bird is a fortune for a foundation-building cultivator.
After a few polite words from everyone, they didn't insist and started to carve up.
For them, not only the demon pills, but also the beaks and claws of the demon birds have been removed. These are the materials for making some magic tools, and they can also be worth some spirit stones.
Zhang Yang's richness and grandeur are somewhat inconspicuous, but to these people, they are treasures.
A battle was frightening but not dangerous, and in the end there was something to be gained, and everyone put a smile on their faces. His attitude toward Zhang Yang was even more awe-inspiring.
Especially Shangguan Mo'er became more curious about Zhang Yang.
Not only does this ugly man have a mysterious origin, but he also has a strong fighting ability, and he also seems to be rich and powerful. Could it be that he is a disciple sent by a certain sect to practice
But looking at the exercises he practiced, it doesn't look like it!
Shangguan Mo'er's autumn water was rippling, her pretty eyes were flowing, and she was thinking secretly.