"Wow!"
The space broke open, and the old man with a long sword on his back and two bags on his bare head stepped out.
"Big curse! Another big curse!"
The old man with white hair and childlike face immediately rolled his eyes.
"The old man naturally sensed it, so I still need you to remind me?"
"Hmph! Naturally, I want to remind you of an old thing. Gou Huan and Bi Wang are your disciples and grandchildren, and you personally selected candidates for the lower realm. Thousands of years have passed now. At the beginning, what you said The reason is that they turned into the lower realms, and by mistake, they were taken advantage of by Xiaoxiao. However, it has been more than a hundred years since they were in the lower realms of their bodies. With the lower realms of real immortals, they have not achieved any results for such a long time. Now , the great curse technique was cast again... Could this be your good disciple?"
The old man with the negative sword was not polite.
The iron crutch old man blushed:
"Who said they are the proud disciples of the old man? They were selected at the beginning, just because they have some relationship with the old man, and they are under the seat of that old ghost of Ajialu, and they are on duty near the Leichi. The lower realm is more convenient. If you want If you choose your favorite disciple, how can you get those two trash?"
The old man Tieguai contradicted very unconvinced.
"No matter what, you decide the candidates for the lower realm anyway. And until now, there has been no results. What do you think should be done?" asked the old man with the sword back.
"They are in the lower realm, and the barriers between the two realms are thick. If there is no big thunder disaster, they will not be able to return to the fairyland. Ajialu is in charge of the thunder pool, and it is impossible to pass the news through the small thunder disaster. What is the specific situation in the lower realm, old man? I don't know, but the old man guesses that although Gou Huan and Bi Wang are unworthy, it should be no problem to sweep the current comprehension world with the strength of their true immortal bodies. If there is any accident, there is only one accident , that is, they couldn't find the person who cast the big curse. Now that the big curse is cast, Gou Huan and Biwang will definitely be able to find the target. It is even said that the casting of the big curse itself is the other party's attempt to deal with Gou Huan It is also possible that Bi forgets the two of them and uses it."
The old man Tieguai shook his head and guessed.
"Hmm! What you said makes some sense." The old man with the sword in his hand nodded, "Do Gou Huan and the others have a way to deal with the big curse?"
"Well, you don't have to worry about it, old man. The old man originally gave them a 3-sided mirror. Although it is only a top-level magic weapon, it is the nemesis of the great curse. However, as far as I know, after their avatars fell, they used that mirror The prism was thrown away. These two guys knew that things were going to go wrong, so they borrowed the lightning mirror from my villain Bushken before their bodies descended, so they had gained some brains and went away prepared." The old iron crutch was rather Said somewhat proudly.
"Well! Although it is separated by the interface, according to the breath of the great curse we sensed, the power should not be too great. If there is a fairy weapon, it will be foolproof." The old man with the sword also nodded.
The Thunder Mirror is a very sharp fairy weapon, which has a natural restraint effect on spells such as the Great Curse.
"However, we can't be careless." The old man with the sword continued, "Why don't you use the lightning mirror as an excuse to let your apprentice Bushken take action! If the next big thunder calamity happens, Gou Huan and Bi If you can't forget to come back successfully, it means that something happened to them, how about letting Bushken take the opportunity to go down to the realm himself?"
The suggestion of the old man with the negative sword made the old man Tieguai extremely unhappy.
Forget about Gou Huan and Bi Wang, they are just two existences at the level of true immortals, even if they fall, the old man Tieguai will not feel the slightest distress.
However, Bushken was his disciple. The lower realm in the Thunder Tribulation is extremely dangerous. If Bushken falls because of this, the old man Tieguai will feel extremely distressed.
However, the old man Tieguai has already sent his men to the lower realm, if he can't compete for full power, it will be a very shameful thing.
Existences like them also value face very much.
Therefore, the old man Tieguai did not object, but nodded in agreement.
…
Among the five-element mountains that shone brightly, the Lord of the Underworld looked at the distorted picture in front of him like a mirage.
"Hmm! In just a short period of time, he has already advanced to the high level of flying zombies. This little zombie is really not easy."
"However, how can there be simple characters who can get the big curse?"
The Lord of the Underworld grinned.
"I hope you can go far on the road of cultivation. It would be good to absorb more soul power for the deity."
"However, if you cast the big curse technique many times, I'm afraid the breath will alarm the old monsters in the fairy world. They should not try to make trouble. Now the barriers between the three worlds are thick, but if they are determined, there will always be a way from the lower world. .”
"Interface barriers can never become barriers for people in the fairy world!"
The Lord of the Underworld sighed with emotion, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed all the lingering soul power.
…
"call!"
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the corpses of Shidrill all over the ground, he felt that the sea of consciousness was worth it.
"Hmph! It's a pity that I'm not strong enough, otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as having a radius of a million miles. One day in the future, I will definitely let the big curse cover the entire cultivation world, and wipe out the entire race of Shidrill."
"It's time to leave!"
Zhang Yang spread out his golden wings behind his back, and just as he escaped, he let out a light sigh.
I saw that not far away, a streamer was approaching rapidly.
"Master of Transforming God! Could it be that he was attracted by the fluctuation of the Great Curse?"
Swish!
With a flash of his figure, Zhang Zhanyuan was suspended not far from Zhang Yang. Although he tried his best to keep himself calm, his face still changed slightly.
Just now, he naturally sensed the fluctuation of the Great Curse.
Such powerful fluctuations, even if the distance is far away, I still feel palpitations.
In particular, Zhang Zhanyuan was terrified when he sensed the corpses of stone mandrills on the ground on the way of flying just now.
Zhang Yang saw that the other party was just a strange human monk, and he didn't even show any interest in saying hello. He spread his golden wings behind him, and was about to leave amid surging mana.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Zhang Zhanyuan spoke suddenly.
Zhang Yang paused:
"What advice does this fellow Taoist have?"
"Hehe!" Zhang Zhanyuan suddenly remembered, it seemed that he didn't necessarily have to fight with the opponent.
Anyway, this zombie doesn't know him, so he just needs to find a way to delay the time until Mr. Gou Huan arrives, and all problems will be solved.
Therefore, with a smile on his face, he rolled his eyes and said:
"I was hunting nearby, and I sensed a strange wave of mana, but what magical powers are you trying to use?"
Zhang Zhanyuan tried his best to make his tone full of kindness, so as not to anger Zhang Yang, so as to avoid any unpleasant things from happening.
"Huh?" Zhang Yang stared at Zhang Zhanyuan, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Hehehe, fellow daoists, don't get me wrong. Monsters and beasts are rampant now, and our human race and the zombie race are allies. However, with the supernatural powers of fellow daoists, why does it seem strange to me? It shouldn't be!" Zhang Zhanyuan broke into a cold sweat. , but with a smile on his face.
"snort!"
Zhang Yang let out a cold snort, the blue sword light in his hand flashed, and the Fucang sword was sacrificed, and slashed straight at Zhang Zhanyuan.
"Not good! It's exposed!"
Zhang Zhanyuan was already ready to go, and at the same time his body retreated, a flying sword quasi-celestial weapon was sacrificed in his hand, facing the blue sword glow.
Ding!
With a clear sound, the flying sword had been cut in two, and the Fucang sword's momentum was unabated, and the green horse was like a galaxy, and continued to cut towards Zhang Zhanyuan.
"how so?"
This was Zhang Zhanyuan's last thought.
Then, Jianmang reached his body.
puff!
Zhang Zhanyuan was directly chopped into two halves.
call out-
A Nascent Soul, with a frightened face, turned into a streamer and was about to escape.
Zhang Yang stretched out his Nirvana Palm, a huge black palm wrapped in a strong wind, and grabbed the Nascent Soul in his hand.
Zhang Yang didn't say anything else, and directly performed the large cutting technique first, and a blazing light cut close to the edge of the Nascent Soul.
Boo!
About one-third of the little Nascent Soul was cut off.
"ah-"
Amidst the shrill screams, Zhang Zhanyuan almost died of pain.
"Say! Who are you?" Zhang Yang asked in a cold tone.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this? I'm just attracted by the strange fluctuation just now." Zhang Zhanyuan's face was full of pain, but his eyes were rolling around, still thinking about something.
"Hmph! This deity gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it, then, you can go to die!"
Zhang Yang's tone was cold, and his consciousness was concentrated.
After Zhang Yang advanced to the high level of Flying Zombie, the power of his spiritual consciousness increased greatly. Although he had just cast the Great Curse and his spiritual consciousness was damaged, it was not enough for him to be unable to use the Soul Piercing Awl.
swish—
The powerful spiritual consciousness condensed into a needle and stabbed directly at Zhang Zhan Yuanying's sea of consciousness.
Zhang Zhanyuan was originally a half-baked child who turned into a god, and in addition to the large incision technique that had damaged his infant body just now, how could he resist the attack of the soul-piercing awl at this time
Immediately, his consciousness was stabbed, and his eyes became lax for a while.
Zhang Yang took the opportunity to caress Nascent Soul's head, exploring with his spiritual consciousness.
After a while, Zhang Yang was surprised.
"It turns out that the bright-color robed monk is called Gou Huan. He actually wants to sweep away all the treasures in the cultivation world? What he did is really not small! He is coming here!"
Zhang Yang gave a wry smile, and performed the large cutting technique in his hand. The blazing light directly cut Zhang Zhanyuan's Nascent Soul into fine powder.
It is an extremely dangerous thing to search for the soul of monks of the same rank, and Zhang Yang's method must be done with extreme caution.
Fortunately, I got useful information.
The whole process didn't take long. Even so, Zhang Yang's heart was full of uneasiness.
Gou Huan was on the way to kill him, and every second he wasted was more dangerous.
With a wave of his sleeve robe, Zhang Yang put away the spoils of war, spread his golden wings, and fled to the distance.