In the end, South Purple Mansion.
Cangshan emerald green, clear water and blue sky. The beauty of the scenery here is simply not like the world, it is better than heaven.
Between the green mountains and clear waters, streams of light flashed by from time to time. If you look carefully, you will find that these are actually monks flying with swords, and some of them are flying with their bodies.
The sleeve robes are chic and unrestrained, as if they are independent from the world, and they have the taste of ascending to immortality.
Among the undulating mountains, there are two particularly tall and handsome peaks. The mountainside is shrouded in white clouds, just like the realm of the fairy family.
On this mountain surrounded by white clouds, a cave was opened up by splitting the mountain.
The Chinese light in the cave is overflowing, dazzling rays of light flow, and the rich aura is as visible as it can be seen.
An old man sat cross-legged, with a radiant glow above his head and an extraordinary appearance.
If you look closely at the appearance of this old man, you will find that he looks a lot like the monk surnamed Lai. They all have wide noses and big mouths, nostrils upturned, brows bristling, looking as ugly as you want.
At the moment when monk surnamed Lai fell, a jade tablet around the old man's waist suddenly shattered.
Swish!
The old man stood up immediately, with a frightened and angry expression on his face, he pulled off the jade tablet from his waist, and stared at it as if he couldn't believe it.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! My son has several magical treasures to protect him, how could he fall so easily?"
As he spoke, he counted with his fingers, and soon, the anger on his face turned into pain.
call!
A burst of powerful breath erupted from the old man, and the loose clothes on his body swelled without any wind, and "cracked" vibrated.
rumbling—
With the old man at the center, a violent airflow blasted away, destroying all the surrounding stone benches and platforms.
"Bastard! Which bastard hurt my son's life? This old man will never die with you!"
"Sikong Island! My son should be in the area of Sikong Island now! Could it be the two immortals of Sikong Island? No! Impossible! Sikong Island dare not easily offend me, Zhong Nanzi Mansion."
"Now there is an exchange meeting in Guiyunlou, where the strong are gathered... But no matter who makes the move, this deity will make your life worse than death!"
Amidst the huge roar, a stream of light soared into the sky and headed towards another mountain peak.
Soon, figures floated in the surrounding caves, looking at the furious old man's cave, talking to each other in low voices.
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Zhang Yang escaped for tens of thousands of miles in one breath, and then circled over an ice valley, and after confirming his safety, he plunged down.
In the battle just now, Zhang Yang tried his best to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. At the beginning, he initially showed the characteristics of being able to control flying swords, making monk Lai mistakenly think that it was his trump card.
Then, pretending to be defeated after launching a physical attack, he blew himself up with a mid-level magic weapon flying sword.
At the same time as the flying sword exploded, Zhang Yang had already ordered Xiao Hei to flee in the opposite direction. That was the cloudy energy caught by monk Lai, which made him mistakenly think that Zhang Yang was fleeing.
And Zhang Yang himself, relying on his strong body, overcame the aftermath of the explosion and hid under it. Covered by the violent blast wave, Zhang Yang was accidentally captured by the spiritual consciousness of the monk surnamed Lai.
Then, when the monk surnamed Lai was furious and stretched out his body to catch up with "Zhang Yang", the real Zhang Yang suddenly rushed out from the aftermath of the explosion, and then made all his killing moves. He was instantly killed by Zhang Yang without even a chance to display it.
With such a series of schemes, monk Lai fell into the trap from the very beginning.
This is also because Zhang Yang has calculated that it is impossible for a monk surnamed Lai to sacrifice the Demon Suppressing Tower and unleash the strongest attack as soon as he meets him. This is common sense in fighting.
Of course, if the other party sacrificed the Demon Suppressing Tower from the very beginning, Zhang Yang might have no choice but to run away.
In the current situation, Zhang Yang didn't want to be sealed up.
Landing in the valley, Zhang Yang first flipped his hands and took out a few small flags, and arranged a simple defensive circle around them.
With a move of consciousness, Tie Kui was released. Now Zhang Yang usually carries Tie Kui with him. This psychic puppet, which is equivalent to the combat power of Nascent Soul, is of great help to him.
As for the Blood Slave, because he is still shackled in the state of Purple Zombie Dzogchen, for Zhang Yang now, it is simply dispensable. As for ghost servants, it's even more so. Therefore, the two zombie puppets have been left in the cave, which can not only assist Shi Kai in guarding the cave, but also cultivate quietly.
Because of absorbing Zhang Yang's life essence and blood, the speed of blood slaves and ghost servants' cultivation is much faster than that of ordinary zombies.
The ghost servant has already reached the Dzogchen state, and as long as Zhang Yang has time, he can help him advance to Zizombie at any time.
The blood slave has reached the Great Perfection of Purple Zombie. If he is not afraid of the power of Thunder Tribulation, he can advance to Black Zombie at any time.
Zhang Yang's original plan was to help the two zombie puppets advance after the trip.
Now, I can only rely on Tie Kui more.
"Create a cave here." Zhang Yang pointed to the iceberg next to him and said.
"Yes, Master!" Tie Kui agreed, and made a move immediately.
Swish Swish Swish!
The sharp ax in his hand was flying, and the solid ice that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years seemed to be as hard as stone, but under Tie Kui's sharp axe, it was as fragile as tofu.
In a short time, Tie Kui had dug a huge cave.
There are ice beds, ice benches, etc. in the cave.
Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction, sat cross-legged on the ice bed, and continued to order: "Be alert to the surroundings and tear up all creatures that dare to approach me."
"Yes, master!" Tie Kui replied in a cold voice, and at the same time his eyes flashed red, and he began to be on guard seriously.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the exquisite little tower appeared in front of him, supported by mana, suspended in front of Zhang Yang, and slowly spun.
But seeing that this small pagoda is one foot high, it has an incomparably exquisite appearance, and is carved with exquisite patterns. From the moment it appears, it is surrounded by colorful streamers, which are incomparably gorgeous.
Zhang Yang sighed in admiration, and his spiritual consciousness was released and invaded.
This imitation of the Demon Suppressing Tower is only a high-level magic weapon, and it has lost its owner. It doesn't have much resistance to Zhang Yang, and it is easy to invade successfully.
Then, Zhang Yang began the process of sacrificing and identifying the Lord.
The whole process was smooth, but it took a lot of time.
It was not until a day later that Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with an excited expression on his face.
Looking at the colorful and exquisite imitation of the Zhenyao Tower in his hand, a feeling of flesh and blood arose.
Although this small pagoda is just an imitation, its power is really not small. Its interior is a small world of its own, not only capable of suppressing the enemy's body, but also suppressing the enemy's soul.
Moreover, this Ten Thousand Demon Tower can actually mobilize the power of the five elements of heaven and earth to refine and suppress the enemies in the tower. Even if those enemies are stronger than the master of the Wan Yao Pagoda, once they are suppressed, they will be weakened by the power of the five elements day and night, and they will eventually die and be slaughtered.
You must know that the power of the five elements is not comparable to that of the wind and fire.
Although Zhang Yang knew that the imitation of the Ten Thousand Monsters Tower could mobilize very little power of the Five Elements, it was enough to cause catastrophic extermination to the monks trapped in the tower.
But now, more than a dozen powerful living souls are being suppressed in the imitation of the Demon Suppressing Tower.
As the owner of the imitation of the Zhenyao Tower, Zhang Yang can see the tragic situation of these living souls with a single thought. After experiencing long-term torment, these living souls all looked sluggish. However, from the aura, Zhang Yang was able to infer their strength in life, most of them were Jindan monks, and one of them was a Nascent Soul monk.
A monk surnamed Lai, a mere Jindan monk, was able to suppress the Nascent Soul monk. This kind of record is enough to make people proud.
Only after he truly controlled this small tower did Zhang Yang know how powerful it was. I secretly rejoiced that my combat method was appropriate and did not let monk surnamed Lai display its power, otherwise, I am afraid that I would become the companion of these dozen or so living souls now.
I feel sad in my heart.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.
Soul! A dozen powerful living souls! This is simply a tonic for Wan Yao Banner!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang immediately acted.
Those living souls in the golden core stage are very easy to deal with, they have no self-awareness at all, if it is not for the imitation of the Wanyao Pagoda, as long as they appear in the Great Thousand World, they will be eliminated by soldiers. Just put them into the Wan Yao Banner.
The trouble is that Nascent Soul needs to wipe out his consciousness first, otherwise, it will be enough to cause headaches for him to play tricks in the Wan Yao Banner.
With the Wan Yao Banner imitation, it is not difficult to obliterate the consciousness of the Nascent Soul.
As soon as Zhang Yang's consciousness moved, he saw the changing situation in the small thousand world of the imitation of the Wanyao Pagoda, and the white and bright rays of light were extremely dazzling, as if they were golden needles.
This is the power of gold among the powers of the five elements.
Pulled by Zhang Yang's spiritual sense, the ten thousand golden needles immediately stabbed towards the Nascent Soul cultivator.
ah-
There were bursts of mournful howls.
The dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, in front of this golden power, turned out to be completely powerless to resist.
Looking at this miserable scene, Zhang Yang didn't have much sympathy in his heart. Although he has no enmity with this Nascent Soul, as long as he can strengthen his own strength, he doesn't mind killing this Nascent Soul.
After some experience in the cultivation world, Zhang Yang's mentality has become more and more mature.
Just when Zhang Yang was about to continue mobilizing other forces, the Nascent Soul suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice that couldn't hide the pain: "This fellow Taoist, please be merciful! I am willing to make a deal with you."
This Nascent Soul is self-aware, and also uses the title "Under" to Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was taken aback when he heard the words. The other party was not afraid of his tricks in this imitation of the Ten Thousand Monsters Tower, so he smiled coldly: "Your Excellency is in this situation, do you think you still have the qualifications to trade with this deity? Tell me your Rely on it! If it can make this deity tempted, this deity doesn't mind letting you live."
"Fellow Daoist, please take away this power of gold for now, otherwise, I may be annihilated at any time." Yuan Ying tried hard to control his emotions, and finished this sentence.