After the formation of the large cyclone in the chest cavity, the absorption of Yin Qi did not stop there, but intensified.
The condensed yin in the mouth turned into majestic yin qi, and after entering the body, it was transformed into traces of cold air, part of which continued to merge into the atmospheric cyclone, making the atmospheric cyclone more and more solid; the other part, It is to escape, penetrate into the body, and nourish Zhang Yang's body.
Under the action of "Taiyin Shape Refining·Body Refining Chapter", every cell in Zhang Yang's body seemed to be able to breathe, and he opened his mouth wide, frantically swallowing cold air.
Zhang Yang's appearance was also slowly changing.
Muscles swelled slowly, and the body became thicker; the already sharp nails became more curved and sharp, developing in the direction of the beast's claws... The changes were not particularly obvious, but they were actually happening.
A stick of incense time has passed... Half an hour has passed... An hour has passed... The yin condensation in the mouth is getting smaller and smaller, until it seems to disappear completely...
Roar-
Two hours later, there was a low whistling sound in the cave, and a powerful momentum erupted.
The wild beasts within several miles around were frightened. Some rabbits and the like directly collapsed on the ground and drowned all over the ground; the more ferocious ones fled towards the distance tremblingly with their tails tucked in two, turning their heads back to the direction of the cave from time to time. Watching, a look of fear.
call-
Bursts of thick Yin Qi blow out from the cave, under the scorching sun, it looks like a cloud of mist.
Boom!
Zhang Yang slammed his fist on the cave wall.
Crash!
The cave wall shook for a while, sand and stones fell down!
Clenching his fists and feeling the surging power in his body, Zhang Yang was extremely excited.
"The peak of the sixth level of the wandering corpse! I hit the peak of the sixth level of the wandering corpse in one breath! Hahaha!"
"Is this the power of the peak of the sixth level of the wandering corpse? It's so powerful!"
Zhang Yang looked at his limbs and waist, which were much thicker than before, and his nails that were close to the claws of wild animals. Just from the visual point of view, he could imagine that once the power of this body exploded, what would happen? How powerful it is.
"No! I have confronted the sixth-level zombie more than once. Although the physical strength of the sixth-level zombie is strong, it is far inferior to my current strength. I think Wang Yao's seventh-level zombie puppet , it’s nothing more than that!”
The surprise in Zhang Yang's heart was simply uncontrollable, and he had only one impulse, that is, to immediately release the seventh-level wandering corpse in the blood coffin to compare with himself, to judge his true strength.
However, looking at the bright sun outside and the small cave that was already crumbling under the power of his punch, he had no choice but to give up this idea.
"Tonight! At night, find an open place and make a good gesture with that seventh-level zombie puppet."
Thinking about it, Zhang Yang became excited for a while before forcing himself to lie down and rest.
In a daze, I don't know when to fall asleep.
Excited in my heart, I can't sleep well.
When I woke up, I found that the sky had just turned dark. After a little tidying up, I left the cave where I had lived in for a day, and fled towards the dense forest.
…
At this time, twenty or thirty miles away.
A thin middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe was on his way at high speed.
The dust all over his body and the tired look on his face showed his hard work.
Standing still on a mountain bag, I took out the spiritual disk to take a look, and smiled on my tired face: "Haha! Only twenty or thirty miles away! After a hard day, I spent dozens of magic amulets and escaped for more than six hundred miles in a row , finally caught up."
"As long as the murderer is killed and the old man is in charge, the sect's rewards are naturally indispensable."
The thin middle-aged man took a long breath.
"Looking at the traces of fighting around the Yinquan cave, the murderer's strength is indeed only a line higher than Wang Yao's trash. In this regard, the old man's vision is still acceptable."
"However, even so, I have to be careful. This journey not only consumes the talisman, but also consumes a lot of mana in my body. It's better to take a rest and adjust the body to the best state before making a move."
The thin middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the ground while talking.
He reached out and patted the storage bag beside him, and there was already a dark gray stone in his hand.
Judging by the texture of this stone, it is exactly the same as the suspected spirit stone among Zhang Yang's spoils.
The thin middle-aged man practiced the exercises, closed his eyes, and felt the slightest bit of spiritual energy invading his body from the dark gray stone, which was extremely refreshing.
After less than a cup of tea, suddenly, his eyes opened. Hastily picked up the spirit plate to have a look, the silver needle began to shake back and forth: "Huh? Started to run forward?"
"Rest during the day and drive at night, it seems that it is really a corpse repair!"
"Not good! He actually put away the blood coffin! Damn it!"
Seeing that the silver needle in the spirit plate in his hand changed from shaking to spinning rapidly, losing sight of the target, the thin middle-aged man stood up suddenly.
"I hope I can hurry there now so that I can keep up with his whereabouts."
"It's just a pity that the physical condition has not recovered yet! However, dealing with the murderer should not be a problem!"
As the thin middle-aged man said, he couldn't care less about resting anymore, he stretched out his hand and took a picture of the magic amulet, with the yellow glow on his legs flickering, and he chased forward at top speed.
…
After almost a stick of incense, the thin middle-aged man stopped at the entrance of the cave where Zhang Yang was hiding.
The cave is extremely shallow, and you can see clearly what's going on inside if you look around the entrance of the cave.
"Looking at the geomantic omen of this cave, it is clearly a sign of pure yang, but there is such a strong pure yin aura, and it disperses but does not gather. It is obvious that something extremely yin escaped temporarily."
"Since the murderer killed Wang Yao's trash, he must have discovered the Yin Spring in the cave. In other words, he must have a lot of Yin Ningzhu in his hand. If I guessed correctly, he should be Hiding here to temper zombie puppets."
The thin middle-aged man's eyes began to shine.
"Haha! I thought it would be a hard job to come out and kill the murderer, and at most I could get some rewards from the sect. Now it seems that I can get a lot of Yin Condensation Beads! Hahaha! My three bottles of Yin Condensation Beads were forced to give I bought two bottles of the old stuff, and now I have to make up for it from this murderer!"
Thinking about it, the thin middle-aged man became more determined not to let the murderer go.
He stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, took out a tracking talisman, said the decree in his mouth, and shouted: "Quick!"
puff!
The ginger-yellow talisman instantly ignited, turned into ashes, and fell to the ground.
Immediately, pairs of footprints appeared on the ground.
"Huh? Zombie! The last one to leave here turned out to be a zombie? Why didn't we see any human footprints?"
The pair of tightly packed footprints on the ground were all too familiar to the thin middle-aged man, so he couldn't help being surprised.
"Hmm! Maybe it's possible that the corpse repairer used some kind of concealment technique. I just don't understand why he didn't hide the footprints of his own zombie puppet if he wanted to hide himself?"
"It doesn't matter that much! After catching up, everything will naturally become clear!"
The thin, middle-aged man made up his mind, and cast out another magic talisman, with wind in his feet, and chased in the direction where the zombie's footprints were fleeing.
The more you chase, the more strange the skinny middle-aged man feels:
"That's not right! Looking at the jumping distance of the zombie's footprints, the target should be a level seven walking corpse."
"However, I have already caught up with the time of two sticks of incense. According to the speed after I use the tracking talisman, I should have caught up! Why can't I see its shadow?"
As everyone knows, 20 to 30 kilometers ahead, a level-6 peak wandering corpse is galloping at full speed, enjoying the pleasure brought by the upgrade.
Zhang Yang exploded the strength of his whole body to the maximum, and kept leaping forward.
In order to experience his extreme speed, he even blessed a second-grade amulet.
Running at full speed, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, and feeling the receding trees on both sides, Zhang Yang felt extremely happy.