Apparently, the Golden Core cultivator mistook Zhang Yang for a fellow disciple of the Soul Eater Hall.
"Master Deacon, could it be Dou Tianwei and the others?"
"I think it must be them. When the Sixth Elder gave us this territory, only Dou Tianwei was the most unconvinced. He felt that we had the most living souls here, so he secretly came to snatch it from us."
"That's right! Deacon, please give an order, we will kill him right away, and trouble Dou Tianwei."
The two Foundation Establishment cultivators also looked extremely angry.
"Hmph! The recent disappearance of a large number of living souls in our territory must have something to do with Dou Tianwei. Let's go!"
The deacon snorted coldly, made up his mind, and was about to leave when he heard a voice next to him.
"You have misunderstood Dou Tianwei, this deity did it all."
With the voice, a figure slowly emerged, more than ten feet tall, as burly as an iron tower, with a green appearance, and a murderous look in his ferocious face.
Stiff!
It turned out to be a stiff hair!
The deacon also reacted quickly. Seeing that the situation was not good, he made a move with the long banner in his hand, and in the gust of wind, thousands of souls rushed out;
Seeing this, Zhang Yang smiled.
"I want to see if your banner is more powerful, or this deity's banner."
As he said that, the move of the Wan Yao Banner in his hand was also like a gust of wind, but the momentum was stronger than that of the deacon of the Golden Core stage, who knew how many times stronger.
call-
Aww—
Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and two groups of gray-black mist rolled together. The Ten Thousand Monster Banner that Zhang Yang sacrificed immediately had an absolute advantage, and instantly swept away the mist of the opponent.
After many days of accumulation, there were millions of living souls, and in the blink of an eye, they devoured all the living souls sacrificed by the deacon.
The living souls surged forward, and they were about to tear out the living souls of the three monks.
As soon as Zhang Yang's consciousness moved, the living souls immediately moved to both sides and let the deacon go.
ah-
Amidst the screams, the living souls of the two monks from the two sides had been pulled out and swallowed up by the living souls like wolves and tigers.
The deacon had a terrified expression on his face.
I saw a big palm grabbing him, and with his Golden Core Stage cultivation base, there was not even a slight room for resistance.
Immediately afterwards, there was a stabbing pain in the consciousness, and then, I didn't know anything.
Zhang Yang put his hand on the deacon's forehead, taking advantage of his agitated mind, his consciousness invaded, and he directly searched for the soul, and succeeded in one fell swoop.
Soul searching is an extremely dangerous thing. Unless there is a huge difference in the strength of the spiritual consciousness between the two, it will not be successful.
Moreover, even if there is a huge difference in the strength of the spiritual consciousness between the two, if the other party has strong willpower, the search may fail.
Of course, with Zhang Yang's current strength, he would not be backlashed by performing a soul search on a Jindan cultivator.
After searching, I saw that the man had only lost his eyes and a blank expression on his face, and he had turned into an idiot.
This was a normal reaction after the search, and Zhang Yang didn't take it to heart, he just opened his mouth and began to use the Devouring Technique.
The three corpses immediately swelled up.
Puff puff!
Three blood injections burst out and shot directly into Zhang Yang's big mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the three corpses turned into three mummies.
"Sure enough, just as I guessed, Soul Eater Palace plans to use this ghost cave as a retreat for them."
"The beast tide is raging, and even the old sects like the Soul Eater Hall can only withdraw sadly. It seems that this is really a catastrophe for the human race!"
Zhang Yang sighed.
From the search just now, he also knew that among all the soul abyss they found in the Soul Devouring Palace, each soul abyss had at least one elder from the Nascent Soul stage sitting in command.
The person in charge of sitting in this Soul Abyss is their Sixth Elder, a monk in the late Yuanying period. The Sixth Elder's subordinates also gathered a lot of people, and he also separated the Soul Abyss.
Obviously, if there is separation of interests, there will be disputes. There are also disputes among the disciples of Soul Devouring Hall.
After Zhang Yang knew this, he was not very excited. He didn't even think about what to do with these disputes. After all, no matter how many disputes there are among the members of the Soul Eater Hall, as long as Zhang Yang appears, they will immediately unite and join hands and go out first.
Moreover, Zhang Yang is not in the mood and has no time to engage in these disputes. For him, he prefers to use strength to solve problems.
"It's best not to provoke this deity, otherwise, this deity doesn't mind teaching you some lessons while collecting living souls."
If it was at the narrow valley entrance, Zhang Yang would be afraid of being besieged, and would have some scruples. However, in this spacious ghost cave, the range is so large that it is no different from a hundred thousand mountains. Whether it is flying or teleporting, it is extremely enjoyable, and it really feels like the sky is flying.
Swish!
With a flash of Zhang Yang's figure, he flew away.
…
Just half an hour after he left, several figures approached quickly from far to near.
Looking at the three mummified corpses on the ground, feeling the atmosphere around them, a fat old man showed a thoughtful expression on his face.
Then, the obese old man squeezed the magic weapon in his hand and waved his palm in front of him.
Immediately, there were bursts of water mist fluctuating around, and a picture was looming, and it was the time when the three monks appeared, and the whole picture was played back.
However, when Zhang Yang appeared in the scene, it started to become blurred. Especially Zhang Yang's figure was even more hazy, like a cloud of fog.
The old man's face turned red, and there was a look of unwillingness in his eyes. The magic spells in the hand were squeezed continuously, and one after another magic spells were played.
Seeing that Zhang Yang's figure gradually began to become a little clearer.
At this moment, the old man's face suddenly changed.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his momentum withered.
"Elder!"
"Master Elder!"
Several people around immediately surrounded the past.
call-
The fat old man known as the elder let out a long sigh of relief.
"The enemy's magic power is too strong, far surpassing the old man, so the deduction just now was backlashed. But one thing is certain, this person is not from my Soul Eater Hall. Quick! Go! Go and report to the Lord Lord, in the ghost cave Outsiders have already mixed in, so we must be careful in what we do next."
…
"snort!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator wants to deduce the appearance of this deity. This time I will teach you a little lesson. The next time I meet this deity, I will take your life."
…
On the towering peaks, stone caves are connected in series.
Gusts of sinister wind howled, constantly blowing out from the cave.
Groups of green flames wandered back and forth, and the wind was miserable.
In the middle of the mountain, a cave is particularly huge.
In the middle of the cave, a figure is looming, even if they are face to face, they cannot see his appearance clearly.
At his feet, a fat old man was crawling, trembling.
Look at this fat old man, it is the "elder" who just deduced Zhang Yang's whereabouts.
"An outsider with a higher level of cultivation than you?" The booming voice was full of majesty.
"Yes, Your Highness. The deduction technique of this subordinate, even an ordinary half-step deity cultivator, is impossible to cause the subordinate to be backlashed and injured at such a long distance. This subordinate boldly speculates that the strength of that person is not enough. It will be weaker than the half-step transformation of gods, and it is even possible to be a monk of transformation of gods. And... "
The fat monk hesitated for a while when he said this, he looked a bit scrupulous, and didn't speak.
"Say!" The majestic voice was just a word, and the fat monk immediately trembled.
"Yes! This matter, because the subordinate is not sure, so I dare not speak nonsense. The subordinate felt a trace of an aura that did not belong to humans at the scene. The Yin Qi was extremely strong. The enemy, or the corpse repairer , or the ancestor of zombies."
"Oh? Zombie ancestors? Are they also coming to this ghost cave to join in the fun? Hmph! Those zombie ancestors are not in the eyes of this deity, I'm afraid..."
As he spoke, the voice became weaker and weaker.
Seeing the figure in front of him waving his hand, the fat old man crawled out immediately. Around him, three groups of green flames circled back and forth.
The obese old man knew that even though these green flames were inconspicuous, each group had the strength not weaker than that of a half-step cultivator.
call!
It wasn't until he exited the cave that the obese old man breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at his back, he was already drenched in sweat.
…
After three months.
At the mouth of a huge cave, a dozen monks were standing or sitting.
"We have been guarding here for more than ten days, and there is still no movement. If you ask me, that person has definitely escaped from other caves."
"That's right! The most indispensable thing in Soul Abyss is this kind of beehive-like mountain. The whole mountain is connected with caves, and there are many cave entrances. If a person enters through this cave entrance, how can he go back the same way?"
"Don't say so much, the master of the hall has already lost his anger. In just a few months, more than 30 monks in our Soul Devouring Hall have been folded into the hands of that person, but they didn't even hold the shadow of that person. .Now, we must keep our spirits up, otherwise, the anger of the Hall Master will probably be vented on us."
Speaking of the anger of the Palace Master, everyone shivered.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a strange rhythmic fluctuation, and everyone felt as if their hearts were beating suddenly, and the blood in their bodies surged faster.
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.
Boom!
Another sound, these, the blood is surging faster.
Boom!
The third sound, the heart beats extremely fast, as if it wants to squeeze out all the essence and blood in the whole body.
Boom!
At the fourth sound, the weakest Qi refining monks screamed and fell to the ground.
When I looked at them, I saw that their whole bodies seemed to be inflated, and blood bubbles were surging one by one, the size of a fist, like bugs that had penetrated into their bodies, swimming quickly along the blood vessels.
Boom!
puff!
The fifth beating sound, accompanied by the blasting monk cause, the bodies of those monks in the qi refining period exploded instantly, and streams of blood poured into the sky.
And several foundation-building monks were inflated with air all over their bodies, and their blood packs surged... It looked exactly the same as the reaction of the Qi-refining monks just now.
ah-
There was a shrill scream, and the leader was a deacon at the Jindan period, and he still maintained his sanity at this time. Although he didn't know what happened, but he could predict that after the next heartbeat, those few qi refining monks who exploded would be his fate.
Mana surged all over his body, but he couldn't stop the surge of blood energy at all, as if there was some strong attraction that wanted to forcibly draw out all the essence and blood from his whole body.
In the blink of an eye, that shrewd Qi Refining cultivator had already turned into a mummy.
This sudden change made the deacon's lips tremble with fright, and he almost lost his wits.
"Forgive me! I don't know which senior I have offended, please spare me! I am willing to serve my master as a servant." Nothing can be compared with life, and there is nothing to hesitate. The deacon immediately begged for mercy.
However, the other party obviously did not intend to let them go.
Boom!
There was another heartbeat.
puff!
Amidst the miserable howls, the bodies of those Foundation Establishment cultivators exploded instantly.
And the last deacon at the golden core stage finally couldn't speak anymore, his eyes protruded, his body swelled, and his skin was cracked inch by inch.
Boom!
The sound of the last heartbeat.
puff!
Blood splattered, blood spurted, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen monks turned into a dozen mummified corpses.
At the entrance of the cave, a thin mist rolled away, and a figure came out.
Zhang Yang licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was calm.
Now that he has the power of devouring technique, if he uses it at a certain distance, even the monks at the golden core stage can't get rid of it. They can only end up being sucked dry of essence and blood, and even their souls are swallowed up.
Snapped!
Zhang Yang kicked away a mummy next to him.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, he put away the scattered magical artifacts and a dozen Nawu rings on the ground.
"If you continue to come to die, I don't mind devouring the blood essence sent to my mouth."
…
Streamers flickered in the sky, and more and more monks gathered at the entrance of the cave.
On the ground, more than a dozen mummy postures were distorted, obviously suffering great pain before dying.
All around, there was silence. Everyone has a serious look on their faces.
The first person was tall and tall, with a mustache on his mouth, and a moustache made him look very gloomy.
"There is no trace of fighting skills around at all. Could it be that the dozen or so monks were killed by others without even a chance to make a move?"
"Moreover, sucking addicts into mummies is obviously the work of some ancestors of zombies who are good at devouring. It seems that Hu Haide's guess is somewhat reasonable."
The tall figure talked to himself, and everyone around him stood respectfully, and no one dared to make excuses.
"Interesting! Really interesting! Hmph! In the past, more than 30 of us were beheaded one after another, and this time, more than a dozen of us were beheaded at one time... If this person is not eliminated, don't say that our plan is difficult to succeed, I'm afraid it won't take long. All the monks in my Soul Devouring Hall will be killed by him."
Although this tall figure said "interesting", the anger in the corners of his eyes and the twitching corners of his mouth showed that he was extremely angry.
"Go! Go see the Palace Master!"
As the man spoke, his figure flashed and disappeared.