The soul imprint planted by Jiuying, if Jiuying falls, Jin Dapeng will also be annihilated.
Therefore, Juwei trusted Jin Dapeng extremely.
"Close the temple door, no matter what happens, don't make a fuss."
Jin Dapeng is a level nine monster, theoretically speaking, it is at the same level as Ju Wei. However, Juwei's strength is strong enough to sweep the same level. At least Jin Dapeng is convinced of Juwei.
"Yes, Miss Juwei." Jin Dapeng agreed.
Rumble—
The stone gate of the hall was closed.
On the ground of the main hall, there are densely carved various strange symbols and dense cobweb-like lines, and the groove in the center seems to be specially reserved for the blood light treasure box.
Juwei held the blood light treasure box with both hands, and carefully put it on.
"Click!"
There was a soft sound, and it fit perfectly.
hum—
As the blood light treasure box was put in, there was a clear sound, and the ground of the entire hall shone brightly, which was extremely dazzling.
In the lines on the ground, there seems to be energy flowing and connecting with each other.
Those runes, while emitting light, irradiated one after another, floating back and forth in the air.
Along with this process, strands of strange energy began to gather, pouring into the blood light treasure box.
Juwei backed away slowly, bowing down to the ground.
Da da!
With two soft beeps, the blood light treasure box has been opened.
The red light was dazzling, a ball of blood, about the size of a heart, was slowly floating in the air, wriggling slowly, crystal clear and extremely dazzling.
But seeing this ball of blood wriggling continuously, the same energy around it frantically poured into this bead of blood.
The ball of blood grew bigger and bigger, and its shape began to change, stretching its arms and legs, taking on the shape of a human.
This human figure is becoming more and more vivid, and even began to have a mouth, nose, ears and eyes, as well as long hair...
This is a blood-red person. From the looks of it, he is vaguely similar to Jiuying... more and more similar...
As time went by, slowly, the appearance of this newborn person began to look exactly like Jiuying—this was a blood-red Jiuying.
The naked blood-red Nine Infants had a slender figure and looked extremely perfect.
The light of the magic circle gradually dimmed.
clatter!
Jiuying's feet landed lightly. With a wave of his hand, a gorgeous robe covered his toned body, and the blood-red fox fur hung from his neck to the bottom of his feet.
The same appearance, the same attire, but, including the hair, eyes, skin, and clothes...all are blood red.
"Master!" Ju Wei was full of surprise, looking at the bloody nine babies.
But this bloody nine infants had a trace of confusion in their eyes. As if he didn't know what happened, he turned his head and looked around, his eyes were full of ignorance.
"Owner?"
Juwei let out a little worried cry.
The bloody nine infants acted as if they didn't hear it, and were still thinking about their own affairs.
"It seems to have lost something. What did I lose?" Scarlet Nine Baby murmured to himself.
Juwei's face turned pale, and she had a very bad premonition.
…
Boom!
The mana in Zhang Yang's hand surged, and the stone drill under his palm immediately exploded into pieces.
"That silver-robed weirdo is looking for me? How could this be? What do I have that is worth his effort to find?"
Zhang Yang's face was full of seriousness.
Not long after he came out of the Mustard Seed Hut, he was spotted by a stone drill.
However, with Zhang Yang's powerful spiritual sense and quick reaction, he killed the stone drill before it could pass on the information.
Zhang Yang didn't care at first.
However, the stone mandrill was discovered several times later, and when those stone mandrills saw him, they all had expressions of surprise.
Now, Zhang Yang naturally saw the abnormality of the matter.
Then, after capturing a stone drill alive for soul searching, he immediately knew the cause and effect of the matter.
"The Nine Infants who led the monster clan to sweep across the entire Cultivation Continent have fallen into the hands of that strange man in silver robes. Could it be that he wants to wipe out all the powerful people on the Cultivation Continent?"
Zhang Yang secretly speculated, but no matter what, he never thought that it was actually the catastrophe caused by the great curse technique.
"Never mind him! Just be careful and don't be discovered by those stone drills."
With Zhang Yang's current strength, it is completely possible to avoid the stone mandrill.
Moreover, Zhang Yang is also very confident in his speed.
Zhang Yang found that the speed of his golden wings had also skyrocketed since he advanced to the high level of Flying Zombie. Every time he spread his golden wings, he was able to escape a distance of nearly five thousand miles.
Zhang Yang was confident that with such a speed and the strong mana in his body, even if he couldn't beat that bright-colored robe monster, he would be able to escape.
call out-
Zhang Yang spread his wings and pierced straight into the sky. After reaching a certain height, he waved vigorously and appeared five thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.
Soaring in the air at such a fast speed is extremely refreshing. Zhang Yang even had the urge to open his mouth and scream.
"Um?"
Just as Zhang Yang was flying away, he suddenly felt violent mana fluctuations on the ground.
"Someone is fighting?"
Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind his back, his blue eyes flickered, and his clear eyes opened.
"Hahaha... which fellow daoist is above? Since you're here, why don't you show up and see!"
On the ground, the mana wave ended, and a loud laugh sounded.
"It's him! It's him!" Zhang Yang had a strange look on his face.
As soon as the golden wings were retracted on the back, the whole person fell towards the ground quickly like a shooting star.
Boom!
Zhang Yang's feet landed heavily on the ground, the dust was flying, and the continuous rocks under his feet were torn open like a spider's web.
When I looked at it, there was a fat monk with big ears not far away, with a pleasant smile and a fat belly.
In front of this great monk was a fallen eighth-level titan giant ape, covered in blood, obviously fallen.
Obviously, the mana fluctuation just now was caused by the great monk beheading the titan great ape.
"Master Misha, you are safe and sound!" Zhang Yang had a playful smile on his face.
The person opposite turned out to be the Great Monk Misha.
Back then, Zhang Yang had met this great monk Misha when he had just advanced to Zizang, but he was chased by this guy who knew the art of shrinking the ground, and he had nowhere to go.
Thousands of years have passed, Zhang Yang thought that the Great Monk Misha must have already exhausted his lifespan, and he often felt regretful every time he had the opportunity to take revenge himself.
Unexpectedly, now I met Misha here. Moreover, looking at the other party's aura, it is obvious that he has advanced to the stage of transformation.
"This benefactor is..." Monk Misha didn't recognize Zhang Yang at first glance.
It's no wonder that Zhang Yang was just a little purple head back then. Now it is already a high-level flying stiff, and with the fusion of mysterious gray iron and various exercises, it can be said that it has changed a lot.
However, no matter how much it changes, the soul breath will not change.
Looking at the smiling Zhang Yang, Mi Sha soon widened his eyes:
"You... you are that little purple zombie, Zhang Yang?"
Mi Sha's tone was clearly inconceivable, but the expression on his face was still smiling.
"Flying Zombie... You have already advanced to the level of Flying Zombie! With the body of a zombie, you can advance so quickly. It seems that the original rumors are indeed true!"
Mi Sha shook his big head and sighed.
"Hmph! It seems that the master is very concerned about this subordinate!" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, his tone already a bit harsh.
"Hahaha... For my human ally, the great monk must be concerned about the emergence of such a powerful person." Mi Sha laughed.
"Why, the benefactor wants to attack the great monk?" Seeing the magic power surging from Zhang Yang's body, the great monk Misha suddenly said.
"That's right! You must take revenge for capturing me and harming me that day!" Zhang Yang spat out the blue light in his hand, and sacrificed the Fu Cang sword.
"Hahaha... Why is the benefactor so persistent? Now, our human race and your zombie clan have become allies to resist monsters together, so we should let go of the past. What's more, you are a flying zombie now, and the great monk is also a monk who transforms gods. In a fight, I am afraid that both sides will suffer. Please think twice, the benefactor, don't be cheap... "
The Great Monk Misha smiled all over his face and spoke kindly. Just halfway through speaking, he shot suddenly, with mana surging in his hand, a black bead the size of a millstone appeared out of thin air, and smashed down on Zhang Yang's head.
With a flash of light and shadow, the space had already been torn apart, directly above Zhang Yang's head, and it was about to be smashed like a watermelon.
Immortal Artifact!
This is a good quality artifact!
Zhang Yang made an instant judgment.
Once the breath is locked by the fairy weapon, if you want to dodge by teleportation, then the old birthday star will hang himself.
At that moment, Zhang Yang didn't dodge, his body strength exploded suddenly, and he raised one hand upwards.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, but rocks were flying and dust was transpiring.
And Zhang Yang, like a nail, was smashed directly into the ground with a stick.
"mean!"
Zhang Yang shouted violently.
call out!
With a flash of stature, he jumped out.
At this time, Zhang Yang was already full of anger that could not be suppressed.
This demon monk Mi Sha was simply extremely despicable, and under such circumstances, he even made a surprise attack.
This time, Zhang Yang's killing intent was completely firm.
"Huh? The benefactor really has such a strong body, which surprised the great monk!" The demon monk Misha smiled, and a string of huge black necklaces appeared around his neck at some point.
The beads on the necklace are all hideous, and they are all made of monster or human skulls.
The one thrown at Zhang Yang's head just now was the head of a monster. Because it was only a head, and the breath had been changed by the sacrifice, Zhang Yang couldn't recognize what kind of creature it was for a while.
However, looking at the necklace on the neck of Great Monk Misha, there are a total of nine skulls, all of which exude a strange luster.
Only the one that was used just now had a dim light.
Obviously, this fairy weapon of his is subject to considerable restrictions. Maybe these beads consume a lot of energy every time they are sacrificed to the enemy. Just don't know how fast it will recover.