Zhang Yang squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and the gray-black mist immediately surged up, like a huge wave or a raging storm, instantly sweeping away the living souls around him.
call out!
The dragon seemed to absorb water, and the black banners sucked all these living souls in.
The wind is calm, the surroundings are quiet, and it becomes clean. In a more distant place, some living souls were disturbed and began to flee in all directions.
Zhang Yang investigated with his spiritual sense and found that thousands of living souls had already been added to the Wanyao Banner.
Just this time, there are thousands more living souls, which is really worthy of the Soul Abyss.
However, because this is the periphery of Soul Abyss, although the number of living souls is huge, the quality is not very high. Most of them are weak, and even the living souls of mortals are slightly inferior.
All the way forward, in just half a day, Zhang Yang robbed a total of more than 300,000 people, and the deeper he went, the higher the quality of the soul.
Zhang Yang felt a little regretful that he did it too early.
Turn your hands to see the huge number of living souls in the Wanyao Banner, looming in the thick gray-black mist, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves can be heard everywhere.
After a little thought, the blue light in the eyes flowed, the clear eyes opened, and the surrounding scenery came into view.
The clear low mountains and the mud everywhere, compared to the low bushes and various weeds scattered in the virtual cloud lake outside, there is no grass here, and occasionally there are some strange stone-like existences.
If it was an ordinary person, they would indeed regard them as stones, but Zhang Yang knew that those were actually a special kind of plant, which was also a characteristic of plants in ghost caves, and there were slightly more of them in Soul Abyss.
They don't need sunlight, they only need to absorb the yin energy around them to thrive.
What kind of environment to cultivate what kind of plants. Among these plants, there are some herbs with yin and spirit attributes, but according to Zhang Yang's current eyes, unless they are particularly precious, they are generally ignored.
"Well, that mountain is not bad. It is made of stone, and the number of living souls is not too much. It is suitable for arranging formations."
Zhang Yang thought about this, and in a flash, he had already reached the top of the mountain.
With a wave of his sleeve robe, the blood slave was released.
"Dig the cave here." Zhang Yang ordered.
"Yes, master." The blood slave agreed, waving its sharp claws, and the stones were as fragile as tofu, and they were planed away one after another.
Zhang Yang himself waved the golden wings on his back again and again, flicked his fingers repeatedly, and the small ginger flags sank into the surrounding ground.
Now Zhang Yang is extremely wealthy, and the number of array flags in his hand is enough for him to squander at will.
It was just a resting place, and Zhang Yang set up formation flags within a thousand miles around.
Of course, these formation flags are warning in nature, and only within a radius of ten miles are offensive and defensive formation flags.
The efficiency is extremely high. In just half an hour, the formation has been arranged and the cave has been excavated.
"Defend outside the cave and kill all enemies who approach me."
Zhang Yang gave an order, then sat cross-legged on a stone couch in the center of the cave, and flicked his fingers.
hum—
Amidst the clear trembling sound, Wan Yao Banner was lifted by mana, suspended in the air in front of Zhang Yang, and slowly rotated. Surrounded by bursts of gray-black mist, it looked very strange.
Zhang Yang squeezed the magic formula in his hand repeatedly, and the black beams of light shot towards the banner.
The streamer originally looked like it was made of cloth, but with the infusion of mana, it turned into a dense black mist, which looked bottomless.
One by one living souls appeared and disappeared in the black mist, grinning and grimacing.
Whoosh!
Every beam of light hits the black banner, and the sea of black mist is bursting with waves.
Aww—
Woo—
Amidst the howling of wolves and ghosts, the eyes of those living souls began to turn red and became more and more irritable. Soon, they started biting each other.
The most powerful ones are naturally those hundreds of thousands of old living souls. They devoured the green light clusters in the Wuman Ancestral Temple, and each of them was powerful. In a short time, they swallowed more than one-third of the more than 300,000 living souls. one look.
Zhang Yang observed carefully, after devouring these living souls, their strength did not change at all.
A little disappointed in my heart. Even the green light group can no longer allow those living souls to continue to evolve. It seems that this ordinary living soul is even worse.
Squeeze out a few dharma decisions in your hand, and print the dharma seal.
The tens of thousands of old souls screamed one by one, and retreated.
The remaining more than 200,000 newborn souls continued to devour them.
The same newborn souls also have a gap in strength between them, but the devouring process is relatively slow.
A day later, those living souls were devoured.
Of the more than 300,000 living souls, except for the hundreds of thousands that were devoured by the original living souls in the Ten Thousand Demon Banners, the remaining 200,000 were devoured by each other, leaving only more than 10,000.
In other words, each living soul devoured more than twenty companions on average.
Those who can survive this kind of intensity of killing have a good foundation in the first place. Coupled with devouring more than 20 companions, the strength has skyrocketed, and each of them can be comparable to the living soul of a monk in the Qi refining period.
And to reach this point, most of the living souls have almost encountered a bottleneck. If they continue to devour, although their strength is increasing, it is extremely slow.
This also gave Zhang Yang a rough measure in his mind. The living souls devour each other, and they can almost advance to the strength similar to the living souls of monks in the Qi refining period.
After the task was completed, he stood up with a sigh of relief.
During this day, there were no powerful enemies to disturb.
"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhang Yang said, and with a wave of his sleeve, he put away the blood slave.
The blood slave has awakened self-awareness, but his loyalty to Zhang Yang has not changed at all. Moreover, as a black zombie, the greatest joy of a blood slave is to sleep in a blood coffin, as long as he can provide him with enough Yin Qi, and then let him come out to feast on the essence and blood at regular intervals, this is the best treatment.
For Zhang Yang, these were not a problem at all.
Zhang Yang squeezed the Fajue in his hand, and lifted his finger up.
Puff puff!
There were flashes of yellow light, and all the small flags around were back in Zhang Yang's hands.
"The whole day, there was no trace of them within a radius of thousands of miles. Could it be that those humble stone drills really didn't catch up?"
Zhang Yang muttered something. Since he entered the ghost cave, the stone drills that haunted him like ghosts had completely disappeared. The day before, he had set up a guard for thousands of miles, the main purpose of which was to detect the traces of Shidrill.
Regardless of the amount, the main purpose of Zhang Yang's trip was to sacrifice the Wanyao Banner.
The main pole of the Wanyao Banner is made of the wood core of the sparrow spirit wood grown on the remains of the Great Peng Garuda, and it is the best spirit wood.
Zhang Yang estimated that the space on the front of the Ten Thousand Monster Banners could accommodate almost tens of millions of living souls. At this rate, even if everything went well, it would take him several years to complete the sacrifice.
Time is precious!
Zhang Yang sighed.
…
Aww—
Woo—
There was a gust of dark wind, and two groups of green flames surrounded each other and rushed towards Zhang Yang quickly.
Swish!
Just before the two flames approached, Zhang Yang teleported, and his figure slowly dissipated.
The next moment, Zhang Yang's figure flashed, and he was already tens of feet away. With his palms together, he slashed fiercely towards the two groups of flames.
puff!
A blazing white light flashed, and with a mournful howl, the two groups of green flames immediately disintegrated, turning into green spots of light all over the sky.
In Zhang Yang's hand, he unfolded the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
call-
The wind was swaying, and wrapped in a cloud of gray-black mist, each living soul screamed, opened its sharp mouth teeth, bit and devoured them, and crazily grabbed food.
In the blink of an eye, those green light clusters were swallowed up.
This emerald green flame was discovered by Zhang Yang in the depths of Soul Abyss.
To Zhang Yang's surprise, these green flames had the same effect as those green light clusters in Wuman's ancestral temple. After the soul was devoured, the strength immediately skyrocketed.
There is only one thing, the strength of these green flames is really not weak. It is obviously a soul body, but under the head-on shock, it actually has the strength of a human Nascent Soul cultivator.
Moreover, the attack power of this green flame can cause huge damage to living souls.
Therefore, when encountering an existence whose strength is equivalent to the Nascent Soul level, Zhang Yang usually takes action to solve it himself, and then let the living soul devour it.
Otherwise, using the Ten Thousand Monster Banner, although the green flame can be eliminated, it will often pay a high price, and the result is not worth the candle.
If it was a golden core-level green flame, it wouldn't be such a trouble, and the problem would be solved by simply unfurling the Wan Yao Banner.
Zhang Yang still remembers the first time he encountered this green flame.
At that time, Zhang Yang saw a group of green flames mixed with a group of white mist-like living souls, floating in a swamp.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Yang casually cast the Great Nirvana Palm and grabbed at the green flame.
Unexpectedly, the group of green flames burst out suddenly, and the breath in his body soared, and instead counterattacked towards Zhang Yang. Caught off guard, Zhang Yang was instantly hit by the green flame. He felt as if his sea of consciousness exploded instantly, his mind was buzzing, and his consciousness was in a trance for a while.
Of course, that's all.
Zhang Yang reacted quickly, and used the large cutting technique to directly kill the green flame that was the culprit, but he also realized the sharpness of this green flame.
…
After clearing away the two groups of green flames, Zhang Yang was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly sensed something and frowned.
With a pinch of the Jue in his hand, and a wave of his sleeves, the flowing silver gauze covered his figure, and his figure slowly disappeared.
After a while, the streamer flickered, the mist rolled up, and three figures appeared at the place where Zhang Yang had just shot.
The first one was a Jindan cultivator, holding a long flag that was more than a foot taller than his height, and he was full of sinister aura. The other two are both Foundation Establishment cultivators, and they each have a long flag in their hands.
The Golden Core cultivator snorted.
"It's true that someone took action here to clean up the living souls just now. Hmph! This is the place assigned to us by the Palace Master. I don't know who is so unruly and came to grab food on our site."