The essence of fire is the root of the fire spirit bottle. Such a large loss is enough to downgrade the Fire Spirit Bottle from a divine weapon to a fairy weapon.
However, Zhang Yang couldn't take care of his heartache at this time. Taking advantage of the time when the monster was enjoying the fire essence, his figure flashed, and he teleported to appear outside the earth and rock layer above his head. It is necessary to plunge into the earth and rock layer.
As soon as his head entered the soil layer, he felt his feet tightening, and the monster's soft tentacles suddenly grew longer, wrapping Zhang Yang's feet tightly.
call!
With tremendous force, Zhang Yang lost control of his body again.
Boom!
He fell heavily to the ground.
Whoosh!
Before Zhang Yang could react, his body had been thrown up again.
Both feet were tightly entangled by the tentacles, and they slashed in the air before falling heavily to the ground on the other side.
Boom!
The gravel flew, and a big hole was smashed into the hard ground.
Zhang Yang groaned in his heart, but his subordinates did not dare to stand still at all. He raised his right hand, and the blazing light flickered, and the large incision technique was performed.
Swish!
The blazing light blade cut directly at that tentacle.
Boo!
The seemingly flexible tentacles, under the light blade of the Great Cutting Technique, bounced off the light blade with just a little flick, not to mention being severed, not even a scar.
Although everything was expected, Zhang Yang still couldn't help being disappointed when he saw that the attack didn't work.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
After another few hits, the monster looked like a naughty child playing a game. Its tentacles entangled Zhang Yang's feet tightly, and it flung itself away and hit the ground back and forth.
Even though Zhang Yang's physical defense was unmatched, after a few hits, he also became a mess.
Whoosh!
As soon as his body lightened, Zhang Yang felt his body was lifted up.
Everything!
Amidst a burst of noise, several tentacles climbed up, wrapping Zhang Yang tightly from bottom to top.
call!
In the wind, he was mentioned in front of the monster.
The little old man's face moved closer, his nose twitched, smelling Zhang Yang's body.
At this time, Zhang Yang had completely lost his resistance, and could only lie there with his legs spread apart like a beautiful woman who had been stripped naked, at the mercy of that monster.
Ziliu!
Ziliu!
The long tongue, wet and slippery, licked Zhang Yang's body.
No way
Eat as much as you want, this monster doesn't really have any weird hobbies, does it
Zhang Yang almost felt like crying.
"Cuckoo..."
There was a strange sound like laughter from the monster's throat, and the little old man's face was wrinkled and overlapping.
A few tentacles, like hands, pinched Zhang Yang's body back and forth, looking up and down with his eyes, with an extremely satisfied look.
Then, the monster turned around, its body twisted, its movements were somewhat similar to those of a snake, its tail swung, and it moved forward at an extremely fast speed.
Zhang Yang, on the other hand, was dragged behind like a pile of garbage—in fact, Zhang Yang wanted to lean towards the word garbage. However, judging from the actual situation, this is more like a primitive man who has caught his prey and is dragging his prey to the cave.
Old monster, can you have a good time? Do you still want to drag it back to the cave and braise it, or steam it
Zhang Yang's heart was full of bitterness.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, with a flick of his consciousness, he put away all the fire spirit bottle and silver-winged magic ants.
It is also possible to get out of this monster's cave if there is a chance to sneak attack.
As for the artifact long knife, it has been wrapped in tentacles by that monster, cherishing it like a treasure. Zhang Yang definitely has no chance to get it back.
Crash!
Zhang Yang's body collided with the thick bones on the ground, dragging a path along the way.
Garrison!
In the harsh voice, the door of the Hall of Bones opened suddenly.
Huge white bone pillars, towering bone sticks... everything is the same as what Zhang Yang saw in the cultivation world.
This monster seemed to be wagging its tail, seemingly peacefully, but its speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed the empty hall and arrived at the skull-headed witchman altar.
In front of the altar engraved with strange runes is a familiar stone platform.
However, the two sculptures on both sides of the stone platform were missing, and there was no box on the stone platform, which made Zhang Yang extremely disappointed.
Whoosh!
The monster's tentacles drew an arc and threw Zhang Yang's body heavily.
Boom!
Zhang Yangren started to adjust his posture in the air, and his feet landed heavily on the ground, cracking the ground like a spider's web.
At the same time, Zhang Yang exerted all his strength on his legs, and his figure turned into a beam of light, shooting towards the outside of the hall.
Swish!
Sure enough, a tentacle, like lightning, wrapped Zhang Yang tightly again in an instant. Although Zhang Yang used the supernatural power at the critical moment to slow down the time flow, and used the big cutting technique, he still couldn't get rid of the bondage. live fate.
Boom!
Zhang Yang fell heavily to the ground.
call out!
Now that the other party had let go of the tentacles, Zhang Yang naturally used common sense to escape.
Boom!
was thrown back.
call out!
Boom!
…
After several repetitions, Zhang Yang finally despaired. No wonder the old monster dared to let himself go so generously. It turned out that in the eyes of this old monster, Zhang Yang's strength was like that of a baby, and he was not threatening at all.
Moreover, before the monster agreed, Zhang Yang had no chance to escape at all.
Zhang Yang simply gave up running away and stood on the ground with both feet, staring at the monster with a fierce light in his eyes.
Seeing this, the monster showed a satisfied expression, twisted its body, and came to the stone platform.
A few tentacles slid back and forth on the stone platform, as if they were... drawing symbols
Is there such a possibility
An existence that looks like a monster actually understands complicated talismans
But, it is what it is.
With the swing of those tentacles, the surrounding spiritual power fluctuated.
hum!
There was a flash of light.
rumble!
With a sound, the stone platform was opened with a bang, and a stone pillar lifted up with a box on it.
The moment the box came up, Zhang Yang's heart couldn't help but tense.
This familiar feeling, this familiar calling... Mysterious gray iron!
Zhang Yang was very sure that the inside of this box was definitely mysterious gray iron.
Moreover, this summoning power is so strong, could it be said that there is more than one piece of mysterious gray iron here
A prehistoric monster as powerful as this monster should be able to realize the importance of the mysterious gray iron. In other words, the mysterious gray iron should be naturally attractive to monsters of this level.
However, this monster is carrying mysterious gray iron, why didn't it devour it immediately
Zhang Yang is very sure that this monster has never devoured the mysterious gray iron, because he can't feel the blood power of the ancestor of Wuman at all from it.
Just as Zhang Yang guessed, the monster had reached out to pick up the box.
Click!
The box opens.
call!
Immediately, the mysterious gray iron that had lost its bondage issued an extremely strong summoning power.
Six!
It turned out to be six pieces of mysterious gray iron!
Zhang Yang's eyes widened in an instant, his eyes straightened, and his eyes were radiant, staring straight at the six mysterious gray irons, unable to move away.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
The monster screamed in a low voice, like the sound of a baby crying.
At the same time, the tentacle holding the box stretched forward.
"You... you mean, give me these things?"
Zhang Yang pointed to his nose with an expression of disbelief all over his face.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
The monster screamed in a low voice, with a surprised smile on its face, it actually understood what Zhang Yang said, and was happy that Zhang Yang could understand what he meant so easily.
Gudong!
Zhang Yang's throat twitched, and the shock in his heart was simply unimaginable.
Originally thought it was the end of the road, but it turned out that there was a bright future. Moreover, a huge pie fell from the sky and hit Zhang Yang's head with a "boom".
Zhang Yang immediately felt that the monster's ugly old man's face looked a little cute.
At this time, Zhang Yang could naturally sense that this monster had no killing intent at all, but was full of kindness on the contrary.
Even when Zhang Yang hesitated, there was a worried expression on his face, as if he was afraid that Zhang Yang would not accept his kindness.
Zhang Yang quickly realized that he would not disappoint such an enthusiastic little monster, and immediately took the box over.
Only then did the ugly-faced monster show a satisfied smile.
"Cuckoo, cluck..."
It's a happy smile.
Zhang Yang caressed the six mysterious gray irons, but he was thinking in his heart, what made this monster change its attitude
Thinking about the excited look of this monster when it held the artifact long knife with its tentacles, and thinking about its happiness after licking his body for a while, Zhang Yang seemed to understand something.
"Do you know the ancestor of Wuman? Tenglin Tengyuan?" Zhang Yang asked.
The monster was taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded violently.
The expression on his face was a little sad amidst the excitement.
really!
Zhang Yang immediately cheered up.
The identity of this monster is about to be revealed, no need to ask, nine out of ten it is the spirit beast raised by the ancestor of Wuman or Fujibayashi and Tengyuan.
And looking at the strength of this monster and the countless years of guarding the mysterious gray iron, I'm afraid the former is more likely.
The ancestor of Wuman, what kind of powerful existence is that? For a strong man who can turn the entire fairy world upside down and bring a catastrophe to the fairy world, how can the strength of his spirit beasts be so weak
After trying to understand this point, Zhang Yang was soon relieved of his failure.
Moreover, the harvest of these six mysterious gray irons can almost make up for everything.
Turning his hands away to put away a few pieces of mysterious gray iron, Zhang Yang felt refreshed.
"Thanks, monster buddy!"
Zhang Yang cupped his hands towards the monster.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Seeing Zhang Yang's action, the monster suddenly stretched out its tentacles and pulled on Zhang Yang's receiving ring, as if it was very dissatisfied with Zhang Yang's action of putting away the mysterious gray iron.