"A powerful magic technique inherited from ancient times?" Zhang Yang's hoarse voice sounded.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Even the spells from the upper world and the fairy world, I know a lot, and I can pass them on to fellow Taoists!" The old Yasha nodded quickly, and threw out another bait.
At the same time, he was already overjoyed, even imagining what he would do if Zhang Yang fell into his hands once Zhang Yang was fooled.
"Okay! I don't know what spells and minds you have, old Yasha? Let me tell you a few, and I will consider whether to accept it."
This sentence made the old Yasha very happy, and he didn't notice the sneer on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth.
"The mental method that the old man said is definitely not... what are you doing!"
The joy on the old Yasha's face suddenly turned into a scream.
puff!
It was Zhang Yang who took advantage of the time when he opened his mouth to launch an attack suddenly, targeting the deepest wound again. This time, he cut directly into the flesh and almost severed the spine.
"Hmph! Do you really think that this deity is easy to deceive? This deity likes powerful magic spells very much, but if you want to cooperate with an old monster like you, then forget it!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and struck mercilessly, slashing down with the fiery sword light.
"hateful!"
"hateful!"
The old Yasha roared, he never thought that such a sophisticated plan of his own would be seen through. Moreover, what he throws out is the magic and mind of the cultivation world in ancient times, and even the fairy world of the upper world!
Such a big temptation, can't move this hair stiff at all
The old Yasha was completely desperate.
He saw the decisive look in Zhang Yang's eyes, and while he was terrified, he began to curse.
Zhang Yangli ignored him, and followed the established steps, cutting down with a single sword.
puff!
Finally, when the sword light slashed down again, the wind blade was lightened, and the old Yasha had been chopped off in the middle.
Fiery red nightshade, fiery red blood essence.
It's just that this old Yasha has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, and it is obvious that he is close to exhaustion and has not shed much blood.
After being severed at the waist, the old Yaksha did not just fall—of course, he did not break free from the shackles of his chains either.
The chain was extremely peculiar, as if it was embedded in the old Yaksha's body.
Those two parts of the body were struggling on the ground, looking extremely painful.
Zhang Yang showed no sympathy at all. If it's me who fails, I'm afraid the end will be even worse.
The Fucang sword in his hand was full of green light, and this time he chose the head of the old Yasha, and chopped it off with one sword.
Boom—
…
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang held the Fucang sword in his hand, and the sword light flickered, and the old Yasha's head exploded with one blow.
Tom!
The old Yasha's head, like a crushed watermelon, fell to the ground with a heavy load.
hum—
At the moment when the old Yasha fell, a blazing light flashed in the sky, strange runes flowed, and that formation emerged again.
With a strange jade slip as the center, countless rays of light and runes surround it.
This time was different from the last time it appeared, Zhang Yang didn't feel the murderous aura from this formation, but those strange rays of light scattered in all directions.
In just the blink of an eye, the light has dissipated, leaving only a jade slip floating in the sky, swimming around like a nimble little fish.
Zhang Yang hesitated for a while, and with a movement of his consciousness, the golden wings burst out from behind, waved them vigorously, turned into a stream of light, and chased after the jade slip.
call out-
The jade slip seemed to sense something, and turned into a stream of light, fleeing in the opposite direction.
"Still want to escape?"
Zhang Yang was not surprised but pleased when he saw this. What he is most afraid of is that the jade slip is protected by some kind of formation. In that case, he may only be able to look at it and not be able to get it.
Now that Yujian is running away, Zhang Yang is confident that he will be able to catch up.
However, what he didn't expect was that even after the golden wings waved continuously, he still couldn't catch up.
The main reason is that the jade slip is extremely agile, constantly changing directions in the air, twisting and escaping, making it impossible for Zhang Yang to use his speed at all.
"In that case, don't blame me for cheating."
With a movement of consciousness, a teleportation, has arrived in front of Yujian, just in time to intercept.
Reach out and grab it.
call out-
The jade slip unexpectedly drew an arc, and escaped from the gap in Zhang Yang's palm in an extremely agile manner.
"Huh?"
Zhang Yang blushed, it was just a dead object, even though he tried so hard, he still couldn't catch it.
The spiritual consciousness locked on the front of Yujian, and it was another teleportation.
At the moment of teleportation, mana surged, and the Great Nirvana Palm was sacrificed.
call-
With a flick of a palm, it became several feet in size, and with a gust of wind, he grabbed the jade slip in his hand.
Shhhhhhh—
The jade slip still refused to admit defeat in his hand, continuing to struggle and jump like a small fish.
However, under Zhang Yang's great efforts, it was naturally impossible for it to escape.
Zhang Yang squeezed the magic weapon in his hands repeatedly, his fingers quickened.
Whoosh!
There were beams of light, and every time a beam of light entered, the jade slip trembled, and the light on his body was dimmed.
After a few seals, the light of this jade slip completely dimmed, leaving only the faint blue light of the jade itself.
Only then did Zhang Yang heave a sigh of relief, holding it in his hand, his spiritual sense invaded.
Immediately, Zhang Yang's expression froze.
"The big curse? One of the three great thaumaturgy in the fairy world?"
Continuing to read, Zhang Yang's face became more and more ecstatic, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Okay! That's great! There is such a magical spell in the world, if the deity can master it... Hahaha!"
Seeing that this jade slip can be used as the eye of the formation to suppress a powerful person like Old Yasha, Zhang Yang knows that this eyebrow is definitely not simple.
However, it was unexpected that the thaumaturgy such as the Great Curse was recorded in this jade slip.
Luck!
This is great luck!
For a cultivator, in order to achieve the Dao, in addition to one's own talent, luck is also very important.
The formation with this jade slip as the eye of the formation has existed for tens of thousands of years. The meaning of this formation is to suppress the old Yasha.
After the old Yasha was killed, the formation also dissipated.
Otherwise, even if Zhang Yang wanted to, he could only stare at the jade slips in the sky without doing anything.
He turned his hands over the jade slips solemnly and looked at the ground again.
After the fall of the old Yaksha, no Nascent Soul escaped, which saved Zhang Yang a lot of effort.
Looking at the blood essence all over the ground, Zhang Yang released his consciousness, and faintly felt that there was a special breath circulating in the blood essence.
This breath is different from the spiritual energy in the cultivation world, and it is also different from the mana transformed from Yin energy. Just the contact with the spiritual consciousness made Zhang Yang feel very disgusted.
After a little thought, out of prudence, Zhang Yang decided not to absorb and fuse these blood essences for the time being.
After all, the body is his own, if something goes wrong due to random fusion, it will be too late to cry.
With five fingers stretched out, mana surging, Zhang Yang's palm immediately turned into a whirlpool, spinning rapidly.
Puff puff!
Several streams of blood sprayed out from the old Yasha's body and gathered in Zhang Yang's palm.
In just a moment, the corpse turned into a mummy.
On the other hand, Zhang Yang's palm was filled with blood mist, as if wrapped in a cloud of red.
Zhang Yang embraced Yuan with both hands, mana surged, and soon, traces of essence were extracted from the blood mist, and began to gather toward the palm.
This process was very slow. After a full two sticks of incense, Zhang Yang's consciousness moved.
call!
A ball of flame burned the blood mist around the hand completely.
The mana surged, and in the gray-black mist, there were only two bright red balls left, spinning around.
These two bright red balls are naturally condensed by the old Yasha's life essence and blood.
Although I don't know what it's useful for, but Zhang Yang believes that Yasha, this kind of creature from the fairy world, is definitely very precious.
Flipping his hands, he took out two small black bottles, put the two natal essence and blood pills into them, and put them into the Nawu ring.
After scanning with his consciousness, there was nothing on the ground except this mummy, not even a Nawu ring, which made Zhang Yang very disappointed.
Originally, I thought that the old Yasha must have a rich collection of raging cultivation world, perhaps famous in ancient times, and even a few of the artifacts, but now it is in vain.
However, it is normal to think about it. No matter who it is, since the old Yaksha can be suppressed here, there must be a way to take away his ring of accepting things. Otherwise, let the old Yasha have so many treasures, maybe he can break through his defenses and go away.
With a flick of the finger, a flame ignited, burning the mummy to ashes.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, several chains fell to the ground.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to pick it up. This kind of iron chain was cold to the touch and made of a strange material. From Zhang Yang's eyes, he couldn't tell what it was made of, and it repelled the consciousness and could not be invaded.
However, the breath of the iron chain is very close to that day's God's Escort Monument.
Could it be that the iron chain itself is one with the Goddess Monument from Heaven
Zhang Yang secretly speculated.
I stretched out my hand to pull it, but the chain didn't move at all, and it didn't seem to respond at all.
The mana surged, the Fucang sword blazed brightly, and the cyan light blade cut down.
Ding!
After a crisp sound, there was not even a white mark on the chain.
Zhang Yang could only shake his head with a wry smile, and threw the chain on the ground. This is a treasure that can trap old monsters like the old Yasha. If it can be destroyed so easily, it will be a ghost.
Zhang Yang can be sure that this iron chain is definitely a rare treasure, and it might even be an artifact. It's a pity that I can't take it with me, so I can only throw it here, and the regret in my heart can be imagined.
After packing everything up, Zhang Yang didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
The place where the old Yaksha was suppressed was not the end of the abyss. Further in, the dark wind became more intense, and the terrifying whirlwind that blew in bursts was even wider in terms of power and scope.
Zhang Yang hesitated for a while.
So far, he has been very satisfied with the mind of the Great Curse Technique. Ordinarily, the contented and retreat.
However, Zhang Yang was extremely curious, what existed in the depths of the abyss
To be able to blow such a strong Yin Qi.
Anyone will be greedy sometimes, and Zhang Yang is no exception.