Although I didn't read it carefully, I can see from a glimpse that the power of this large incision technique is more powerful than what is said in the cultivation world.
Thinking about such a powerful technique, it was actually created by Fu Cang. This old ghost is either bragging to put gold on his face, or he is a real big bull.
Zhang Yang had nothing to be polite, so he put the jade slip away with his hands, and said with a malicious smile on his face: "Old ghost! Since I'm here to help you, the stronger the strength, the higher the possibility of success." Yes. If you have any other powerful mental methods, copy them all and give them to me. As I said in advance, I am not doing this for myself, but to have a strong strength as soon as possible and refine a good body for you as soon as possible. .”
In the end, Zhang Yang specially emphasized.
"Hmph!" Fu Cang sneered, "You don't need to think too much. How can the old man's skills be so easy to obtain? As for you working for the old man, relying on the power of the Taiyin training technique, no matter how powerful you are, With cutting technique, it is not difficult to have the strength to kill an incarnate monk within two thousand years."
"What a cheapskate! If you can't get out from here, what's the use of keeping so many exercises? You're so stupid!" Zhang Yang scolded a few words unceremoniously.
Seeing that Fu Cang was going to get angry, he suddenly remembered something, immediately put on a smile again, approached Fu Cang and said, "Hey, old ghost! There is a very powerful giant sword in the stone room outside, it doesn't matter if I don't give it to you, right?" ?”
"Giant sword? You mean the Fu Cang sword?" Fu Cang was startled and asked back.
"Fu Cang Sword? You wouldn't say that the sword was originally yours, would you? It's a fairy weapon!" Zhang Yang blinked. I thought to myself that this old ghost is so embarrassed that he even named a fairy weapon after himself.
However, it seems that it sounds very cool! Otherwise, I would change the name of the three alchemy furnaces to Zhang Yang's alchemy furnace later
It's a pity that this foreign alchemy furnace is not as pleasant as Fu Cangjian!
Ignoring Zhang Yang's wild thoughts, Fu Cang snorted coldly, with a haughty expression on his face: "Immortal weapon? It's just a fairy weapon. It was the weapon used by the old man in his early years, but it was rarely used later. Since If you want to use you to do things, you can take it away. With this sword, your success rate of beheading the cultivator of transforming spirits will be several times higher."
"Really? But, that sword can't be lifted at all!" Zhang Yang showed an eager expression on his face.
No rush! Fairy! Great Sword Immortal Artifact! With this, his attack power will be greatly improved in the future. It's hard to say when he meets the cultivator of Huashen, at least it will be much easier to kill the Nascent Soul monster.
"Don't worry about this. When the old man breaks the seal and sends you out, he will naturally come into contact with the Fucang Sword's restriction. However, this Fucang Sword is not something that you can control at the moment. Or if you advance to Flying Zombie, Or the old man will refine it after he has a body, otherwise, you won't even be able to exert half of the power of the Fucang Sword. Therefore, you'd better play it by ear and don't reveal this treasure easily. If you have nothing but treasures and can't exert its power, this But it's a very dangerous thing." Fu Cang's tone was a bit dignified.
Zhang Yang nodded and said with a little gratitude:
"Old ghost, please don't worry, the boy understands the truth of the crime of embracing biscuits."
"Well, this old man believes it. Seeing how foolish you are, you shouldn't make such a childish mistake." Fu Cang nodded, "Let's act now. This old man will do the trick, send you out, I hope you will too Keep your promises as soon as possible."
Zhang Yang nodded solemnly, he was also a little moved by Fu Cang's great kindness.
But seeing Fu Cang kneading the formula with both hands, his face showed an unprecedented dignified look, and his aura suddenly rose sharply.
Rumble—
Following Fu Cang's movements, there were bursts of roaring sounds in the sky immediately, and dense clouds gathered.
"Hahaha, this sealed formation has been psychic, so why are you so afraid of this old man?" Fu Cang laughed with his hands raised to the sky, and his movements did not slow down at all.
"Look, this is the big incision!" These words were addressed to Zhang Yang.
Amidst the majestic concentration of mana, Fu Cang suddenly waved his palm, and the huge light, like a huge blade, cut towards the vast space in front of him.
Hola!
In a burst of violent space fluctuations, a huge space crack suddenly opened.
Great cutting! Cut everything! Even space nodes can be cut apart!
Before Zhang Yang could react, he felt a huge force of repulsion, and his whole body bounced outward.
Hola!
The moment he was ejected, the crack in space closed instantly.
At the same time, a stream of light flickered on the ground, and a flying sword fell into Zhang Yang's hands with a "swoosh".
When you look at it, the sword is more than five feet long, with a wide blade, and several magic circles are carved on the body of the sword, which is simple but not to be underestimated. The whole sword is radiant and brilliant.
"It's this aura, it's this aura! It's exactly the same! How could I have imagined that the giant sword could become so small!" Zhang Yang looked at the sword with an obsessive expression on his face.
Immediately afterwards, as if suddenly reacting, he knelt down on one knee and bowed in the direction of the seal.
"Senior Fucang, this junior has been greatly favored by the senior, and will try his best to refine the body for the senior, so as to help the senior get out of trouble as soon as possible."
After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked out.
Back on the ground, the blood on the ground remained the same, but the blood dried up and turned black, which looked shocking.
The formation at the entrance of the cave was still intact, and Zhang Yang felt that the formation had not suffered any damage, which meant that no one had entered during this period.
Knowing this, Zhang Yang heaved a sigh of relief, put away the formation, and escaped from the cave.
Looking at the steep stone wall and the broken swords on it, it really feels like a world away.
Without too much emotion, Zhang Yang released a fox goose to open the way, and Zhang Yang quickly returned to the way he came from.
…
In the seal.
Fu Cang opened the space crack that was quickly healed, and the dense clouds in the sky began to slowly dissipate, and his face suddenly turned pale.
With a wry smile:
"Hey! It seems that this old bone can't last long. First, it was severely injured by the 'Taiyin Refining Shape', and then it was forced to break the seal... In this seal, it may be difficult to have a chance to recover gone."
"The only chance now is this brat! He has a black body, coupled with the power of the "Taiyin Refining Shape" technique, and the cooperation of the Fucang Sword and the Great Cutting Technique, I believe that within five thousand years , enough to be refined into a body that meets the requirements."
"I hope this kid won't let me down! This is probably my last chance!"
Fu Cang sighed, his figure became thinner and thinner, and slowly disappeared.
…
On the vast land, the wind and sand were blowing violently.
The sand dunes moved slowly, and the gray ground gave people a feeling of lifelessness.
Six figures hid behind a sand dune. Looking around them, it seemed that there was something like energy, which blocked all the wind and sand, and had no effect on them.
Looking at the six people, three of them were full of joy, talking about something there; the other two were mournful, and one even had a weak breath, obviously seriously injured.
The last woman in purple was walking back and forth on the ground with an anxious expression on her face.
These people are naturally Shangguan Mo'er and his party. However, the twelve people when they came had now turned into six people, and it seemed that Zhang Yang was not among them.
Seeing Shangguan Mo'er's anxious look, she was naturally not worried about other people, but for Zhang Yang.
"The time for teleportation is coming soon. I'm afraid the rest of us won't be able to come back. We are a team of casual cultivators, without the care of our seniors. This time we can get six people out, which is quite good." It was the gray-robed old man Luo Yin who spoke. , this little old man is full of happiness, as excited as if he just finished eating chicken butt, obviously this trip is not small.
Shangguan Mo'er frowned, and said, "Other young girls don't know, but I believe that fellow Daoist Zhang will return safely."
Luo Yin laughed awkwardly, and said, "Yes! Yes! Fellow Daoist Zhang has great powers, so I think he will be fine."
Even though he said that, he had already decided in his heart that Zhang Yang would not be able to get out.
Don't say that Zhang Yang is just a small foundation-building cultivator. Even if the Nascent Soul cultivator falls in this Tianfu ruins, it is a very normal thing.
What's more, everyone has seen Zhang Yang's strength. He offended the two teams of Pan Mozhai and Puwangzong when he opened his mouth at the teleportation formation. up.
It's not just Luo Yin who has this idea, but several other people also think the same way. It's just that it's hard to speak because of Shangguan Mo'er's face.
"Hahaha, this deity is a little late, and it makes fellow Taoists worry."
With a hoarse voice, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone. He is more than eight feet tall, with a majestic and burly figure, and his long fiery red hair is extremely disheveled; his body is covered in black scales and armor, which looks like he has a strong defense force; his blue-faced fangs, sharp claws... but his head is black and stiff.
Luo Yin and the others were startled, and they all made defensive postures.
Only Shangguan Mo'er immediately greeted her with an excited expression on her face.
"Zhang Daoyou, why did you come back so late?"
"Zhang Daoyou? You...you are Zhang Daoyou?" Luo Yin looked shocked.
"Hehe, I ran into some troubles on the road, and it took me a while." Zhang Yang answered Shangguan Mo'er's question first, and then turned to Luo Yin and said, "That's right, the deity is Zhang Yang."
This sentence is sonorous and powerful.
To advance to Hei Zang will be officially recognized by the cultivation world, and there is no need to hide it in the future.
Some human monks may yell at jumping corpses and wandering corpses, and they may beat Zizombies when they see them, but they dare not be presumptuous when it comes to black zombies.
Because, for ordinary zombies, black stiffness is the stage of producing intelligence.
The powerful ancestors of zombies once negotiated with the high-level human monks, and the scope of the tribe they identified began with black zombies.
If human beings kill Hei Zombie without authorization, it is likely to cause revenge from those powerful ancestors of zombies, which the human race cannot afford.
Therefore, once he advances to Hei Zombie, Zhang Yang has the qualifications to walk the world of comprehension as a zombie.