In the blink of an eye, a flesh-and-blood corpse had turned into a mummy.
Zhang Yang's eyes also turned red, and his whole body was full of blood.
"Yechen" was beheaded, and this formation became ownerless, nothing to fear. However, Zhang Yang's heart is still difficult to calm down, as if there is still some crisis.
Zhang Yang has always believed in his intuition.
What's more, if it's just the strength that the fake Yechen is showing now, it's not enough to match the real Yechen who has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and has the three magic weapons he presented.
So, there are enemies! And is a stronger enemy! This is inevitable.
It's just that the big formation has not been completely broken, and the spiritual consciousness in the big formation is blocked, making it difficult to detect. As for Qinglingmu, it won't be of much use at this time.
The houses in the mansion are connected to each other, but it is different from the boundless outside world. No matter how powerful Qing Ling's eyes are, it is difficult to see through the walls that depict small formations.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, more than twenty iron-backed centipedes were released.
chirp chirp chirp—
As soon as these poisonous insects appeared, they screamed and spread to the surroundings.
Iron-backed centipedes are not strong, but as long as they are attacked, they can know where the enemy is.
Zhang Yang himself continued to put on the flowing silver gauze, and followed an iron-backed centipede to search forward.
Just as he took a step, a dangerous warning sounded suddenly. Without thinking about it, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and threw out a small shield;
At the same time, under the command of spiritual consciousness, the nearest iron-backed centipede screamed and bit away behind a high wall.
Boo!
There was a loud noise, and the shield thrown out in a hurry obviously couldn't stop the deliberate blow. The light flashed, and the shield was smashed directly, and the speed continued to move towards Zhang Yang almost unabated.
Roar-
Zhang Yang let out a roar, his red eyes, and his sharp claws shot directly at the bright light.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the bright light was shot flying, drawing an arc, as if it had eyes, and continued to attack Zhang Yang from the side.
…
In front, under the command of Zhang Yang's spiritual sense, the iron-backed centipede rushed directly behind the high wall.
Sure enough, as expected, as soon as he approached, he saw a flash of light.
puff! puff! puff!
The iron-backed centipede had been chopped into several pieces.
Zhang Yang's eyes turned cold. Now that he already knew where the enemy was, he naturally kept his body shape, his feet stopped on the ground, and his whole body rushed towards him like a cannonball.
For the flying sword attacking again from behind, he blocked it with just a wave of his arm.
After the flying sword's momentum was blocked, its power was already reduced, so naturally it couldn't cause any damage to Zhang Yang's abnormal defense.
The man hiding behind the high wall obviously didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so tough, and he was about to run away in a blink of an eye.
With Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, his whole body changed instantly, and a huge shadow of a fist rose up. But seeing that the fist was a foot high, with four fingers clenched tightly, the thumb tightly clasped around the eye of the fist, and several joints turned white from the force, it looked like it had a very powerful attack.
Great domineering technique!
Zhang Yang cast it instantly.
boom-
The huge fist directly smashed the high wall into powder, and at the same time continued to move forward without stopping, with an extremely powerful momentum.
The figure turned around hastily, and connected the dots with his fingers. In a flash of light, a vortex-like existence was formed.
The huge fist of the Great Overbearing Technique bombarded it, and it seemed to be trapped in the mud, and it quickly dissipated.
Even Zhang Yang himself staggered.
Before he could gain a firm foothold, all phenomena suddenly flowed in the sky, colorful colors flowed, and thousands of stars shot down.
Although Zhang Yang was not afraid, he was also unwilling to be attacked foolishly. A small shield continued to be sacrificed, and it rose against the wind, becoming several feet in size, and covering itself firmly.
What Zhang Yang lacked most were all kinds of magic weapons.
Ding ding ding!
Amidst bursts of crisp sounds, all the ten thousand stars were bounced off.
Zhang Yang flipped his hands over, and there was already a purple gourd in his hand.
With a flick of consciousness, "Hoosh!"
Dozens of stars flashed, and all of them were shot out.
The biggest advantage of the gourd flying knife is its suddenness. If it is used to deal with high-level monks, unless it is a sneak attack under special circumstances, it is difficult to be effective.
Of course, Zhang Yang didn't expect to rely on this gourd throwing knife to kill the enemy. He just saw that the opponent's attack was too sharp, so he launched a wave of counterattacks first, so that the opponent was busy dealing with it, at least he could not continue to attack him continuously.
Otherwise, the opponent's attacks would be continuous, and Zhang Yang would be a headache just to deal with them.
It is now clear that the enemy is an old man wearing a bronze mask.
However, what made Zhang Yang's heart palpitate was that the old man made a few tricks again, and the air in front of him flashed white, forming a vortex out of thin air.
More than a dozen streams of light shot out by the gourd flying knife fell into the vortex, just like entering quicksand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed. What kind of exercise is this? Isn't it too heaven-defying
The Hunyuan ring is sharp, and it seems that it can only take away weapons. Moreover, it is difficult to take away weapons or semi-immortal weapons, fairy weapons, etc. issued by enemies with strong mana.
However, the white vortex of this bronze-masked old man seems to take all the size, no matter the spell or the magic weapon.
abnormal!
Sure enough, perverted enough!
Zhang Yang, however, was unwilling to be reconciled, and with a flip of his hand, the Wan Yao Banner appeared in his hand, and it swelled instantly.
"Hmph! Your vortex can deal with spells and magic weapons, so come and try the Wan Yao Banner!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously.
call-
Gusts of wind blew out, and gray mist immediately filled the air, sweeping towards the old man in the bronze mask.
Aww—
Woo—
The sound of howling ghosts and wolves, mortals who hear it from a distance will be taken away from their souls.
Sure enough, the old man's expression changed, and he shook a bell-like magic weapon vigorously in his hand.
ding ding ding—
The strange rhythm really affected those living souls in the dark wind. Some of the weaker living souls that bore the brunt of the attack dissipated directly, dissolving in the air.
However, after all, only a very small part of the soldiers were dispatched. Zhang Yang estimated that it was less than a few hundred. Compared with the number of hundreds of thousands, it was simply negligible.
In an instant, the old man was overwhelmed by tens of thousands of living souls, wrapped in dark clouds.
ah-
Amidst bursts of shrill shouts, I saw countless holy lakes rushing into the body of the bronze masked old man, biting fiercely with sharp teeth.
Soon, a Nascent Soul escaped from the body and was about to flee into the distance.
However, it is simply wishful thinking to escape under the siege of ghosts. More living souls scrambled to grab and bite as if seeing the most beautiful delicacy.
In the blink of an eye, the Nascent Soul was completely eaten.
The battle is over!
With a move of the Wanyao Banner in Zhang Yang's hand, the dark wind swept away, all the souls of the sky were taken back, and the whole world instantly returned to tranquility.
Zhang Yang leaned forward, took off the bronze mask, looked at the old man's face and shook his head, he didn't recognize him!
After killing the enemy, the rest will naturally be easy to handle. No matter how powerful the formation is, if there is no one to preside over it, it will not be very powerful.
What's more, Yechen was imprisoned by a small formation, and Zhang Yang broke it from the outside to the inside. Even so, it took several hours to open it.
call out!
At the same time that the formation broke through a crack, a flash of light showed that Ye Chen had already come up.
"Master! Thank you, Master, for saving me!" Seeing Zhang Yang, Yechen didn't know what was going on
"Hmm! Except for a little sluggishness, everything else is pretty good!" Zhang Yang nodded as soon as he saw Yechen.
Unexpectedly, this sentence made Yechen blush.
"I made the master laugh. Because after the little old man sneaked into the night mansion, he thought he was secretive, but he didn't expect to run into the enemy's snare. The old guy wearing the bronze mask has a higher level of cultivation than the little old man. Coupled with many means, and the help of the villain formation, the little old man was suppressed almost without fighting back. There was only time to send a message to the master before he was suppressed."
Zhang Yang was immediately speechless. It turned out that this guy didn't even have a chance to fight back, no wonder he wasn't injured at all.
"This person is the old man wearing the bronze mask. Do you know him?" Zhang Yang asked, pointing to a corpse next to him.
After Yechen took a closer look, his face immediately changed drastically:
"Deacon Zuo! It turned out to be Deacon Zuo of Beiming Sikong Island!"
Beiming Sikong Island
Zhang Yang immediately thought of the series of interceptions he had encountered near Beiming Sikong Island.
Given the status of Deacon Zuo, those actions may be his personal actions. However, no matter what, Zhang Yang held a grudge against Sikong Island anyway.
In any case, if there is a chance in the future, they will definitely deal with their disciples to take revenge.
"Master, Beiming Sikong Island is a big force independent of the three sects and four sects. In terms of real strength, it is even higher than any sect of the three sects and four sects. No matter what the reason is, the left deacon dies here. If we go out, I'm afraid we will all be hunted down endlessly." Yechen looked worried.
"It's okay, no one will know!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, suddenly stretched his arms, opened his mouth wide, and performed the "swallowing" technique.
The left deacon of Sikong Island had been bitten to death by ten thousand ghosts and had no wounds on his body. However, under the powerful effect of Zhang Yang's devouring technique, the blood of the corpse suddenly boiled and became more and more intense.
puff! puff! puff!
Amidst a series of noises, the blood all over his body burst out. The whole space was filled with strong bloody aura for a while, and after the blood mist sprayed out, it immediately condensed into a blood injection and shot towards Zhang Yang's mouth.
Visible to the naked eye, the corpse shrank rapidly.
In a short while, a corpse has turned into a mummy.
Zhang Yang followed with a wave of his hand, and a flame floated over and landed on the mummy.
boom!
Instantly burns. In an instant, the mummy turned into ashes, and dissipated into the air with the wind blowing, without any sign of existence.
"This deity is not afraid of Sikong Island, but if the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, isn't it a more wonderful state?"
The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth turned up, with a smile on his face.