Such a zombie against the sky is destined to be his enemy.
Therefore, Weng Qingyu has only one choice, and that is to kill this zombie as soon as possible, otherwise, let the other party continue to grow, and I am afraid that he will soon surpass himself in strength, and at that time, it will be his own disaster.
Weng Qingyu has no doubts at all that this zombie has a chance to grow into the legendary Hanba. Of course, he doesn't think the chance is that great, because too many talented and brilliant people have successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage on the road of cultivation. , but it is still difficult to advance an inch, even the existence of half-step gods is extremely rare, let alone the monks of the gods.
And the cultivator of Transforming God is just equivalent to flying zombie; if this zombie wants to lose his foothold in the cultivation world, he must be promoted to Hanba above flying zombie.
The chances are slim.
However, even the smallest is an opportunity. Weng Qingyu could not tolerate this threat.
What's more, Weng Qingyu thinks that he has to ask the other party now, so he will not let it go no matter what.
"This deity knows that you are very angry, but anger can't save your life. Under this deity's slaying circle, all your defenses are useless. It was the puppet who saved you just now, but one person You can only carry one stand-in puppet on your body. This time, the real deity will see if there is anything else that can save you!"
Weng Qingyu's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he pinched the magic weapon in his hand.
hum—
The Immortal Chopping Circle above his head trembled, making a clearer and more exciting sound, drawing an arc, and heading towards Zhang Yang.
The green fluff all over Zhang Yang's body suddenly rose, and a breath of death came over his face.
This Immortal Slashing Circle can definitely kill him! This was Zhang Yang's first thought.
Since he merged with the Eight Directions Seal and achieved a near-immortal existence, he has never encountered such a crisis.
I used to be worried about being sealed, but now I am worried about being beheaded!
This is a real beheading! I have tested it just now, and in front of this Immortal Slaying Circle, my own defense is countless times stronger than steel, and it is not even as good as tofu dregs.
What's even more hateful is that this Weng Qingyu doesn't know how to make time seem to slow down instantly.
Therefore, Zhang Yang did not dare to use teleport rashly. Because the opponent is completely able to delay for a moment before he casts the teleportation, and this moment is enough to kill him.
Hide, can't hide!
The Immortal Slashing Circle is unstoppable!
Zhang Yang is facing a great crisis.
…
call out-
In the blue sky, a red streamer trailed a long flame tail, and the human Zhang Yang was flying away at high speed.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang's flying movement stopped, his body was suspended in the air, and a serious expression appeared on his face.
"Weng Qingyu! Damn it!"
After probing with his spiritual sense, he found a galloping monster on the ground, and couldn't help shaking his head.
"This is not a safe landing place, but there is nothing we can do now. The zombie itself is in danger. Although mana can be spent to reshape the body after the fall, the two treasures, Fucang Sword and Wanyao Banner, may be lost. This cannot be tolerated under any circumstances."
"If I had known this earlier, I should have kept one of the Hunyuan Ring or the Solo Ring. Even if I couldn't subdue the Immortal Slashing Circle, at least I could handle one or two."
The human Zhang Yang sighed, and immediately a stream of light plunged into the forest.
Before he even had time to set up the protective formation, Tie Kui, the psychic puppet, was released with a wave of his sleeve robe.
"Tie Kui, kill all threatening existences that approach me!" Zhang Yang gave the death order.
"Yes, master!" Tie Kui agreed, holding an ax in both hands, standing in front of Zhang Yang with a burly body, as strong as an iron tower.
After giving the order, the human Zhang Yang couldn't care about anything, and immediately closed his eyes, in a state of suspended animation.
In this way, all energy is bless on the zombie Zhang Yang, and he goes all out to fight against Weng Qingyu.
The deity and the avatar share the same soul, and both of them act at the same time. It doesn't matter at ordinary times. Even if they fight fiercely, it will have little effect. However, small impact does not mean no impact.
The battle between the strong, the slightest difference, the difference is thousands of miles away. Zhang Yang didn't want to leave any regrets, so he could only let the human Zhang Yang stop his activities.
…
Swish!
A green glow flashed in Zhang Yang's hand, and the Fu Cang sword was sacrificed.
The Fucang Sword is also an immortal weapon, and this is the only way Zhang Yang can think of to resist the Immortal Slashing Circle.
Ding!
Zhang Yang held the sword in both hands and slashed down fiercely.
With a crisp sound, the Fucang sword slashed heavily on the immortal circle, and the latter immediately shot up.
Weng Qingyu's eyes widened instantly.
In any case, he never thought that the blow launched by his imperial envoy Zhanxianquan would be blocked by the opponent in this way.
"Immortal Artifact! The one in your hand is actually an Immortal Artifact!"
Weng Qingyu shouted.
This can't be blamed on him being slow-witted. At the beginning, he hid in the dark. Although he saw Zhang Yang displaying his majesty, he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to investigate, and he didn't even dare to take a second look, for fear of triggering Zhang Yang. Therefore, apart from knowing that Zhang Yang knows how to teleport, he didn't get too much information.
He knew that Zhang Yang knew how to teleport, and he still dared to sneak out because he had the means to deal with teleportation.
However, it was beyond his expectation that the other party actually had a fairy weapon in his hand.
"No! How can the power of the fairy weapon in your hand be so small?"
"Understood! Because you haven't recognized the owner! Hahaha... I don't know where you got this fairy artifact, but, if the existence below the transformation god does not have the help of the original owner, it is impossible to recognize the fairy artifact. Lord. Hahaha... You have a fairy weapon but you can't use it! This deity has a fairy weapon and can display the power... God help me! This is really God help me! Hahaha... I killed you, This fairy artifact will also belong to the deity!"
Weng Qingyu laughed out loud, obviously very pleased with himself.
Zhang Yang's expression was neither joy nor surprise, and he seized the opportunity. With a flick of his consciousness, a teleportation appeared next to Weng Qingyu, and he swung the Fucang sword in his hand instantly, and slashed at Weng Qingyu.
Seeing the cyan light approaching Weng Qingyu, it was about to penetrate his body. At the critical moment, Zhang Yang only felt a strange fluctuation, as if the time suddenly slowed down, and Zhang Yang's movements also slowed down.
Seeing Weng Qingyu's contemptuous smile on his face, he dodged easily with a flash of his figure.
"This... this is impossible!" Zhang Yang was no longer calm.
What's happening here
Time slows down
is it possible
However, that feeling is so real. It was clearly a sure-kill blow, but it was easily dodged by the opponent, and in exchange for a contemptuous smile on the opponent's face.
What is impossible
Even teleportation exists, why can't there be a technique to slow down time? Or, is this also a kind of innate supernatural power
Zhang Yang adjusted his mentality in an instant.
"Hahaha... despair! Monster! You have no power to fight back in front of this deity. If you can recognize the owner of this fairy weapon, we may still have a chance to fight. But now... hehe! This deity treats you, It's torture!"
Weng Qingyu laughed wildly.
"Hmph! If that's the case, why don't you do anything?" Zhang Yang snorted coldly.
He knew that Weng Qingyu said that, on the one hand, he was proud of himself, but on the other hand, he also wanted to break his own will. I dodged the attack launched by Weng Qingyu just now, which shows that I am not invincible in a fight. Although the chance of victory is very small, Weng Qingyu did not dare to take it lightly, so he said those words to attack himself.
Of course Zhang Yang would not be fooled. The more dangerous and difficult it is, the more he must deal with it calmly.
Sure enough, Weng Qingyu's expression froze when he heard the words.
"Okay! Since you want to die quickly, this deity will fulfill you!"
As he said that, he pinched Fajue in his hand and pointed forward.
hum—
The fairy-slashing circle spun rapidly, drew an arc, and slashed towards Zhang Yang.
No ducking!
Zhang Yang clenched the Fucang Sword with both hands, and swung it fiercely towards the Immortal Slaying Circle.
Seeing that Fucang Sword and Zhanxian Circle are about to intersect.
Unexpectedly, there was another strange rhythmic fluctuation at the critical moment, and Zhang Yang only felt that time slowed down again, and the speed stagnated.
At this moment, it seemed that the speed of everything in the world suddenly slowed down, and the passage of time slowed down—except for the Immortal Slashing Circle.
The Immortal Slashing Circle was still spinning rapidly, still as fast as lightning.
The pores of Zhang Yang's whole body suddenly popped up, and the soul of the dead burst out. He twisted his body vigorously, but he couldn't dodge it at all. Seeing the Immortal Slashing Circle coming straight towards his chest, he would definitely cut himself in two from his chest.
hold head high-
In the midst of a roar, a thick black figure suddenly jumped out from Zhang Yang's waist, barely blocking his chest.
Blackie!
The spirit of Yinquan, Xiao Hei! At the critical moment, he stood in front of Zhang Yang.
Boo!
The Immortal Slashing Circle hit the black figure directly.
hold head high-
There was a terrible howl.
Xiao Hei is the spirit of Yinquan, but he can't resist the attack of Zhanxianquan.
Zizizi—
The moment Zhanxianquan entered Xiao Hei's body, it was like a red-hot sword suddenly plunged into sewage. Most of Xiaohe's body was burned instantly, and the light of Zhanxianquan was also dimmed for a while.
However, it was just dim, it didn't dissipate completely, and it was still slashing towards Zhang Yang.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yang turned sideways and avoided the vital parts.
puff!
The circle of killing immortals across Zhang Yang's chest, a big gash was cut in his chest, dripping with blood, revealing his white bones.
This cruel fact once again proves that the physical defense that Zhang Yang has always been proud of is scum in front of this attack-oriented fairy weapon.
"My Immortal Slashing Circle!"
Only then did Weng Qingyu's exclamation come. With one move, the Immortal Slashing Circle flew back in an arc.
call out!
Xiao Hei turned into a ray of black light and escaped into the ground.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang could sense that although Xiao Hei's aura was weak, it was a very stable existence, and there was no danger of his life.
Xiao Hei is the spirit of Yinquan, not a life of material body. Therefore, being severely injured by the Immortal Slashing Circle is not fatal.