call-
The red vial was thrown out, instantly filling the sky with flames.
The strong spirit of fire, even Zhang Yang in the distance, can feel the burning heat.
This skeleton man, while possessing a pure yin-cold artifact such as the black giant banner, unexpectedly also possesses a fire-attribute artifact.
chirp chirp chirp chirp!
As the master, Zhang Yang clearly felt the fear emanating from the silver-winged magic ants.
buzz buzz —
The silver-winged demon ants vibrated their wings, and unexpectedly scattered in all directions, flying and fleeing all over the sky.
No matter how dangerous Zhang Yang is in the crisis, he can't control it no matter what.
Seeing it, the flames in the sky were about to completely devour these silver-winged magic ants.
Of course, Zhang Yang is reluctant to let these silver-winged magic ants that he has worked so hard to cultivate for thousands of years be burned by the flames—from the fear of the silver-winged magic ants, Zhang Yang has no doubt that if they are completely swallowed by the flames , these silver-winged magic ants really have the possibility of being completely wiped out.
Not caring about anything, he squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and the innate supernatural power was unleashed, and the time flow slowed down.
hum—
Amidst the tremor of the rhythm, a wave of laws fluctuated, like water waves, spreading forward with Zhang Yang as the center. In an instant, the flames and the black clouds covering the huge black banners were all covered.
The surrounding time law changes, and the flow speed slows down.
Under Zhang Yang's deliberate control, the slowing down of this law was only aimed at the sky-filled flames, but had no effect on the silver-winged magic ants at all.
The sweeping speed of the flames slowed down, and most of the silver-winged devil ants ran away like a streamer, dodging the attack of the flames.
However, there are still some who have been caught in the flames and cannot escape.
Crackling!
Numerous small black dots, with burning flames, fell from the sky, like a meteor shower all over the sky.
Some of the silver-winged magic ants in front were instantly curled up by the flames.
In the blink of an eye, the silver-winged magic ants actually lost two to three hundred directly.
After six or seven hundred silver-winged demon ants were devoured by the flames, although they did not fall, their wings were burned into a sticky liquid, which stuck to their bodies and could no longer fly.
The remaining silver-winged magic ants that escaped were also frightened and scattered.
Click!
With a crackling sound, the law of slow time flow broke. Zhang Yang only felt a tingling pain in his consciousness, which was obviously damaged.
"Huh? Innate supernatural powers slow down? This is relatively new. I didn't expect that you, a little drought, have awakened two kinds of innate supernatural powers."
The skeleton man was so well-informed that he recognized Zhang Yang's methods at a glance.
"Hahaha... As for other sneak attack methods, if you use them suddenly without warning, they will be somewhat threatening. However, you have already used them in the battle with Hualihai and Hualiyan, and you will continue to use them." On this deity, it would be too childish!"
The skeleton man laughed, his expression extremely smug.
…
Aww—
Woo—
Zhang Yang was also facing an unprecedented crisis. The wind was howling, and huge black clouds were enveloping him.
Zhang Yang knew that his aura had been locked by this black cloud, and the attack of the artifact could not be dodged by teleportation at all.
Only by carrying this wave of attacks through will there be a chance of victory.
However, thinking about the hundreds of millions of fierce souls in the black clouds, and the flying-headed fierce soul hiding in it that may jump out at any time, Zhang Yang felt his scalp tingling. No matter what, he was unwilling to let this kind of thing get close. body.
The flying-headed vicious soul obviously focuses on soul attacks and can devour people's souls.
If the soul is annihilated, it is not as simple as the death of the zombie clone, even the human clone will also fall away.
That is a complete fall.
Fortunately, although the innate supernatural power of slow time flow was quickly broken, it still won Zhang Yang precious time.
Seeing the ferocious faces of billions of Lihuns baring their teeth, and the flying-headed vicious souls that just emerged from the black clouds and were about to attack him... Zhang Yang felt that the time was ripe for a counterattack!
The figure retreated suddenly, and at the same time as he opened the distance, he squeezed out the strange magic art in his hand, and his consciousness moved.
"Chaos Clock, Sacrifice!"
There was a loud drink.
call!
The Chaos Clock immediately glowed brightly, and the transpiring aura was like a flame burning.
The Chaos Clock, together with the artifact long knife, these two artifacts were both incarnations of Fujibayashi and Fujito, who helped Zhang Yang succeed in recognizing the master when they were in the realm of comprehension.
After successfully identifying the master, Fujibayashi and Fujiwon sealed the remaining mana of their avatars into the Chaos Clock and the Divine Artifact Long Saber respectively, in case Zhang Yang could activate this mana at a critical moment as a means of saving his life. use.
At this time, Zhang Yang couldn't care less. Activate all the mana sealed in the Chaos Clock at once.
Rumble—
The artifact Chaos Clock bursts to its maximum power in an instant.
The muffled thunder billowed, and the rich air of chaos was many times more powerful than just now.
The magic power of the two incarnations of Fujibayashi and Fujiyuan cannot be underestimated. Inspired once, the power that erupts is enough to make people awe-inspiring.
Aww—
Woo—
Hundreds of millions of fierce souls, crying ghosts and howling wolves, were all sucked into the Chaos Clock under the influence of the Qi of Chaos, and could no longer escape.
That flying-headed vicious soul is the most clever, and when his knowledge is not good, he plunges headlong into the black clouds and is about to escape.
How could Zhang Yang let it go
This flying-headed fierce spirit was the target of Zhang Yang's focus.
Rumble!
In the muffled thunder, the air of chaos swallowed up the black clouds.
Zhang Yang saw with his own eyes that the flying-headed fierce spirit was wrapped in the air of chaos and suppressed into the chaos clock with a terrified expression, and he heaved a long sigh of relief.
This sudden change stunned the skeleton man.
In any case, he never thought that seeing the drought in front of him was about to end, he would be captured without a fight. Never thought that at the critical moment, this chaotic clock would burst out with such a powerful power.
When he reacted, he squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and when the huge black banner was vigorously spread out, only about half of the black cloud and the fierce soul were retracted. The most important thing was that the flying-headed fierce soul disappeared and was suppressed into the chaos clock. within.
Twelve infantile formations, twelve infantile formation flags!
The core of every formation flag is the flying-headed fierce soul.
From the beginning of refining the array flag, it is necessary to choose the right materials. When the flying-headed fierce soul is sacrificed, at least millions of young children's living souls with spiritual roots must be collected, and among them, there must be no less than tens of thousands of young children's living souls with excellent spiritual roots.
Then, using a secret method, these young children's living souls were urged to fight, bite, and devour each other... Of the millions of living souls, there was only one left in the end, which was the embryonic form of the flying head fierce soul.
This embryonic form has to go through various methods of sacrifice before it can finally form this flying-headed fierce soul.
It is unknown how many tens of thousands of years have passed for the formation of each flying-headed fierce soul, and it was even formed through several generations of inheritance and sacrifice.
Therefore, seeing that the Flying Head's fierce soul was taken away, the calmness of the skeleton man finally disappeared, and his face was full of panic.
"Wu that zombie, put the flying head back immediately, otherwise, you will be my eternal enemy."
The skeleton man stopped attacking. At this time, Zhang Yang had reached the limit of his spiritual sense and mana when continuously mobilizing various treasures. While feeling a little regretful that he could not take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, Zhang Yang quickly mobilized his spiritual sense and mobilized the silver-winged magic ants will form a group.
On the surface, Zhang Yang remained calm.
"Oh? An endless enemy? Didn't fellow daoists just want this deity's life? The deity is also alive and well. I already have two huge black banners in my hand, and there are two flying-headed fierce spirits inside, and now there are more One... tsk tsk! It just so happens that this deity is also somewhat interested in this flying-headed vicious soul, so I just want to study it."
Zhang Yang clicked his tongue.
The skeleton man was obviously extremely angry, and his whole body was steaming with momentum. However, just now he could not do anything to win Zhang Yang by relying on the flying head fierce soul. Now that he lost the flying head fierce soul, he lost the biggest barrier. Method.
"Okay! A mere drought man dares to challenge the majesty of my five infants. The ancestor of the five infants will never let you go!"
While talking, the skeleton man shook his hand, put away the fiery red vial, and held the huge black banner with greatly damaged power. He was about to flee in a flash.
"Hmph! The one who yelled at me just now, and uttered harsh words after he failed, did he just want to run away? It's not that easy!"
The coldness in Zhang Yang's eyes flashed, he concentrated all the power of his consciousness, and unleashed his innate supernatural powers, Tianhu Huan!
hum!
A burst of fluctuations instantly covered the skeleton man.
The body of the skeleton man who was running away suddenly stopped, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know what kind of illusion he had fallen into.
With a flash of Zhang Yang's figure, he teleported to the front of the skeleton man.
The sharp claws shone coldly, cutting directly towards the neck of the skeleton man.
Click!
The head rolled down, Zhang Yang's powerful attack power, without any resistance, instantly cut off the skull and threw it into the air.
Tom!
Tom!
Crash!
But the skull and its body fell to the ground and immediately scattered.
A flash of green flashed, and a miniature skeleton floated up from the pile of bones, floating in the air.
It was the Nascent Soul of the Skeleton Man who escaped from his body, and even his body was destroyed, but he still didn't wake up from the illusion formed by the Tianhu illusion.
"Tsk tsk! Awesome!"
Zhang Yang clicked his tongue repeatedly, gaining a new understanding of the power of Tianhu Huan.
What Zhang Yang didn't expect was that the skeleton man's Nascent Soul was in the form of a skeleton man, which meant that the skeleton man was born like this, a race in the fairy world .
The size of the fairy world is full of wonders.
These thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind in just an instant.
"ah!"
Suddenly, there was a miserable howl, but it was the skeleton man who just woke up from the illusion created by Tianhu Huan. Seeing that his body was destroyed, he screamed in surprise, his figure flashed, and he was about to move towards the pole. The giant black banner attached to it.
"snort!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and shot suddenly.
Great cutting!
Boo!
A sharp light blade directly cut the Nascent Soul into two, and dissolved it in the air.
Zhang Yang, with a wave of his sleeve robe, put away the Nawu ring in the skull and bones, together with several surrounding treasures.
It was Fajue's pinch again and again and again.
buzz buzz —
With the sound of flapping their wings, the remaining silver-winged magic ants flew back to the spirit beast ring. Those silver-winged magic ants that were injured and lost their ability to fly were also swept away with a wave of their sleeves.
Regardless of other things, the golden wings flashed behind him, and he flew away into the distance.
After several days of flight and two battles, although Zhang Yang won in the end, his losses were also unpredictable.
Especially in terms of realm, Zhang Yang has completely fallen to the level of the elementary level of Hanba.
However, Zhang Yang believes that all this is worth it. Leaving aside the harvest of many treasures in the three Nawu rings, for Zhang Yang, once these three huge black banners have been sacrificed and become his own divine weapon, it will be the greatest help from now on—even without it. one.
Zhang Yang now understands that this giant black banner is basically an artifact used for joint strikes. Thinking about a giant black banner, a flying-headed fierce spirit can display such a powerful power. If three giant black banners are sacrificed at the same time If the training is successful, if they join forces to attack, the three flying-headed fierce spirits, at least Zhang Yang thinks that even if he uses all means, he may not be able to deal with it.
The pay is heavy.
However, the harvest is even more substantial.
In the realm of falling, because you have already been promoted successfully, there are no barriers, so as long as you retreat and spend more time, you can easily re-advance successfully.
However, such treasures as the Twelve Infant Love Formation Flags are hard to come by.
Zhang Yang naturally understood this truth.
…
After flying tens of millions of miles in one breath, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief as he no longer felt that sense of crisis.
However, he still didn't dare to be careless, but continued to fly away.
More than a month later, Zhang Yang waved his wings lightly above a green mountain peak, hovered for a while, and then plunged down.
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of beasts, which soon quieted down.
After about a short incense stick, Zhang Yang was already sitting cross-legged in a newly dug spacious cave.
Outside the cave, a simple formation suppresses the fluctuation of the breath in the cave, and at the same time, plays a warning role.
At the entrance of the cave, eight mechanical puppets stood proudly, armored in cold armor.
Zhang Yang didn't care about other things at this time, and directly poured bottles of Yin Condensation Beads into his mouth, and the devouring technique was performed, and a large amount of Yin Condensation Power was transformed into surging mana, nourishing the body.
Mana can be recovered quickly, but if the fallen state wants to recover, it will not be so fast.
Time passed little by little.
Cultivation is timeless, and it took fifty or sixty years before Zombie Zhang Yang heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
During the period, because the location of the selected mountain was better, it was not disturbed. Occasionally, one or two low-level monsters strayed into this place by mistake, and were beheaded and killed by eight Nascent Soul-level mechanical puppets, which did not affect Zhang Yang's retreat.