Although he was a little surprised that Zhang Yang handed over the Sanwei Pill Stove so easily, the treasure was right in front of him, so there was no reason to give up.
The mana fluctuated, and a colorful big hand grabbed the Sanwei Dan furnace in his hand and went to recover it. However, he didn't notice that a touch of colorless and odorless poison was attached to the Sanwei Dan furnace, and he was caught back.
Holding the Sanwei Pill Stove in his hand, the smile on Wu Ya's face suddenly froze.
"Shameless boy!"
The old Taoist Wuya felt that his mana stagnated, and he knew he had been hit by the opponent's trick.
Zhang Yang was already ready to go, and when he saw this, he immediately raised his hand, and sacrificed the dragon-tying rope, a bright yellow light flashed like a golden snake, sweeping towards Wuya Old Daoist.
"snort!"
Wu Ya waved his hand, and a phantom moved to the side. The bundle of dragon ropes unexpectedly changed direction, chased after the phantom, and tied them tightly in an instant.
Tom!
With a loud bang, it fell to the ground, but it turned out to be a scarecrow.
A magic weapon was easily broken, and more importantly, Wuya Old Daoist seemed to recover his mana in just an instant.
The poison obtained from Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan had helped Zhang Yang kill the enemy several times, but this time it seemed that the effect was not obvious.
However, Zhang Yang didn't believe that the poison would have no effect on Old Daoist Wu Ya. Just seeing that the other party didn't launch a counterattack immediately, he knew that he must have been affected as well.
He understood it, of course he refused to give the other party time to recover his mana, with a wave of his sleeve, more than twenty black lights rushed towards the old Taoist Wu Ya.
All of them had ferocious faces and countless long legs swimming, they were the iron-backed centipedes they raised.
"Little insects dare to show their shame!"
The old Taoist Wuya flicked his finger, and more than twenty streaks of light went towards the iron-backed centipedes respectively.
Bang bang bang!
With a series of explosions, more than 20 iron-backed centipedes instantly turned into more than 20 lumps of meat.
Zhang Yang didn't have time to feel distressed, he had already taken out the soul-eating banner with his flip hand, and with a powerful move, immediately, the entire formation was swayed by a dark wind, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and headed by the wild rhinoceros, countless monsters and human souls all had grim faces. , biting towards Wuya Old Daoist.
At the same time, Zhang Yangfa made a pinch, a white light flashed, and the Silver Moon Saber was thrown out.
Thousands of living souls rushed towards the face, even if they were as powerful as the old Taoist Wuya, he couldn't ignore them. He immediately picked up the spell, a soul-like attack method, and went to meet these living souls.
hold head high-
Woo—
Amidst the screams, countless weak living souls were killed, but the main living souls such as the soul king Dadikuangxi were only damaged and did not dissipate.
While the old Taoist Wuya was in a hurry, Zhang Yang moved his consciousness, and the Silver Moon Knife turned into a stream of light, and slashed towards the old Taoist's neck.
When Wuya old man was caught off guard, Liu Guang had already arrived in front of him, and he couldn't help but panic.
In a hurry, with a wave of his hand, a bright yellow talisman was shot out, and the whole body suddenly turned into a series of phantoms, which had already appeared tens of feet away.
Swish!
The silver moon knife cut through the sky with light, and under the influence of Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, it drew a curve, and continued to chase towards the old Taoist Wu Ya.
Zhang Yang secretly thought it was a pity.
Sure enough, Wu Ya, who reacted, cast a spell, and suddenly, a huge palm grabbed the Silver Moon Knife in his hand.
Yinyue Dao was trapped, like a little fish jumping constantly, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was difficult to get rid of the control of that palm.
Naturally, Zhang Yang would not watch the Silver Moon Knife being taken away, and another flying sword was sacrificed, just before it fell into the palm, Zhang Yang's consciousness moved.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, but the flying sword exploded, and the huge wave shattered the shining palm into pieces.
Zhang Yang took the opportunity to move his consciousness, and the Yinyue knife was taken back.
"Hehe, the young man is so courageous! A mid-level magic weapon exploded so easily, you really are willing to do it!" Wuya old man sneered.
In the series of confrontations just now, he seemed to have dealt with all of them, but he also suffered a lot. Especially the last time the flying sword blew itself up, destroying less than half of his mana-condensed hand, and all that was lost was his mana.
However, this dark loss is not publicized, which is really depressing.
Zhang Yang's expression was not good at this time. He has used most of his methods, but he still can't do anything to this Wuya old man, Nascent Soul old monster, it is really extraordinary.
The last time Zhang Yang abused the old Taoist Wuya, he transformed himself by absorbing a large amount of flame power after a sacrifice in the Sanwei Dan furnace; Under the premise that the mana is absolutely suppressed, it is even more profitable for the fisherman to take advantage of the opponent's serious injury.
Now that it was the first time he fought against the Nascent Soul monster in a normal state, Zhang Yang knew how terrifying the opponent's strength was. Even if he succeeded in sneak attack, he still fell into such a passive situation.
Of course, Zhang Yang knew that he could never give up at this time.
And you can't give the other party a chance to breathe, otherwise, you may be the one who fails in the end.
Zhang Yang felt ruthless, clasped the two Thunderbolts in his hands, ignored the words of the old Taoist Wu Ya, burst out with mana all over his body, and released a big domineering technique.
The huge fist, which was more than ten feet high, bombarded the old Taoist Wu Ya.
The old Taoist Wuya sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a light shield appeared in front of him, and the waves of light flowed, which turned out to be all formed by the condensed mana.
boom-
As soon as the light shield was formed, the huge fist of the Great Overbearing Technique ruthlessly bombarded it.
There was a violent rippling, like water waves, and the light shield slowly dissipated.
And the power of Zhang Yang's overbearing technique had also come to an end, and his figure slowly emerged.
The old man Wuya snorted coldly, stretched out his arm, and wanted to grab Zhang Yang with a huge palm.
However, suddenly, seeing Zhang Yang's cold eyes, like a ferocious beast ready to eat someone, Wu Ya couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart, thinking it was bad.
A black light flashed past, and with a tyrannical aura, the old Taoist Wu Ya thought about it and smashed towards him.
Wu Ya's eyeballs widened instantly, as if they were about to burst, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
He didn't care about anything at the moment, another bright yellow talisman was sacrificed, his figure flashed, and the person had just appeared tens of feet away, and something horrifying happened to him, and he saw another black streamer in front of him.
This time, a small black ball was already in front of him, and it was inevitable.
The old Taoist Wuya immediately lost his soul! For this little black ball, he couldn't be more familiar with it - Li Tianlei!
The thunderbolt is extremely powerful, but for a strong man of his level, the thunderbolt is generally difficult to be effective, the reason is very simple, the speed of the thunderbolt is too slow.
It is simply too difficult to hit the enemy head-on with Thunderbolt.
However, now that the two of them are in the mustard seed five-element formation, their actions are already restricted. And Zhang Yang, a lunatic, actually threw Thunderbolt at such a close distance, which is tantamount to dying together! No matter what, Wuya Old Daoist never thought of this.
madman!
Absolute madman!
This is the momentary thought of the old Taoist Wuya.
It was too late to dodge, so with a flick of consciousness, a defensive magic weapon was sacrificed, and at the same time, the mana of the whole body was condensed to protect it tightly in front of him.
Boom—
There were two huge explosions, and after the blazing flashes, the violent shock wave instantly overturned the mustard five-element formation, and the surrounding dense fog completely dispersed.
As for the old Taoist Wu Ya, even though he sacrificed a magic weapon for defense at a critical moment, that magic weapon didn't even have time to exert its power, and was swept by the shock wave and slammed into his master. The old Taoist Wuya suffered a loss of mana from the poisoning from the very beginning, and he has not been able to catch his breath. At this time, he temporarily condensed his mana protection, and he seemed so powerless in front of Li Tianlei's explosion.
On the other hand, Zhang Yang was ready when he threw the Thunderbolt. Although his physical body was tested and was able to withstand the ravages of Li Tianlei, but for the sake of stability, Zhang Yang still sacrificed a defensive magic weapon.
Almost at the same time when the explosion wave eased a little, Zhang Yang made a move, the unicorn arm was aroused, and he rushed towards the direction of Wuya Old Daoist...
The raging explosion wave did not completely dissipate after overturning the mustard five-element formation, but continued towards the fierce battlefield around it.
After the fight just now, most of the monks outside were dead or injured, and only a few difficult Jindan monks were left around who were still resisting. Originally, Old Monster Tang had arranged several monks to guard the entrance of the cave, so that no one could rush out in an instant.
However, the sudden explosion knocked these people to the ground.
Which one of the Jindan monks who can persist under the hands of Nascent Soul and not be killed is not an old man? Naturally, they seized the opportunity to turn into light one by one, and plunged into the silver light vortex at the entrance of the cave, disappearing.
No matter what, Old Freak Tang never expected such a result, he was startled, and it was too late to chase after him.
Slowly, the surrounding smoke dissipated.
When I looked, I saw that dark, stiff, burly and majestic figure standing there, as if holding a small chicken in his hand, he ruthlessly pinched Wu Ya's neck, lifting his whole body.
The latter's head was completely tilted, his breath was not visible, and he had obviously fallen and died.
panic!
Incredible!
This is the expression of Old Freak Tang now.
Old Daoist Wu Ya fell into the magic circle, and Old Freak Tang also saw it. However, how powerful can the magic circle arranged in an instant be? Moreover, Old Freak Tang confirmed with just a glance that this magic circle only had the power to trap the enemy, not to kill the enemy. A magic circle of this level is nothing to Nascent Soul monks.
At that time, Old Freak Tang secretly regretted it, and secretly hoped that Old Daoist Wu Ya would have some bad luck.
It's just that I didn't expect it to be this result!
Old Freak Tang knew that Wu Ya's strength was definitely above his own. This black zombie was able to kill Old Daoist Wuya, doesn't that mean it can also kill himself
Although Old Freak Tang was extremely unwilling to believe it, it seemed to be a fact.
Before he can figure out what happened in the big formation, he is also very likely to capsize in the gutter.
Thinking of this, old monster Tang's body was covered with cold sweat.
He didn't dare to think any more, even disregarding his disciples, he immediately turned his head and flew towards the entrance of the cave.