This red "carp" is naturally the biggest king chirping male fish in the surrounding sea area.
As soon as it appeared, even the mighty Sea Jiao would back down immediately, which shows its strength.
The red ball on Chi Gongyu's head swung its tentacles back and forth, obtaining information from the surrounding sea water.
After a while, Chi Gongyu stopped moving, suspended in the air, his eyes rolled, and his face showed a very humane movement, a thoughtful look.
Then, the male fish swung its tail, cut through the sea water with its body, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.
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Wow!
Zhang Yang didn't dare to stop at all, and used various methods one after another to hide his traces.
After several hours, it stopped on a not-so-high submarine mountain range.
He landed on the rock with both feet, checked a little, and after confirming that the surroundings were basically safe, he flicked his fingers and released the eight mechanical puppets.
Dig caves and arrange guard formations.
In a short time, a simple cave has been built.
After issuing an order to put the eight mechanical puppets in charge of guarding, Zhang Yang plunged in and sat cross-legged on the stone couch.
A simple formation divides the surrounding sea water, making the cave extremely dry.
Soaking in the sea for the past few days, with Zhang Yang's strength, although he is not afraid of anything, he is already very tired emotionally. Sitting cross-legged on the stone couch now feels like a kind of enjoyment.
The battle just now was really extremely risky. Zhang Yang's tricks were used one after another, and he was able to defeat the fat one. The main reason is that the underwater world is very unfavorable to Zhang Yang.
Not to mention that the sea water will weaken Zhang Yang's attack power, even many sharp attack methods such as the fire spirit bottle are difficult to exert their power.
Fortunately, Fei Yi couldn't break Zhang Yang's defense, otherwise, it would be really hard to predict who will win or lose in this battle.
However, Zhang Yang cannot pin everything on luck.
Among the three monsters in the surrounding sea area, Fei Yi is not the most powerful one.
In addition to the spiritual detection of the spotted monster, Zhang Yang has also conducted a spiritual detection of several monsters in the past, and found that their memories are similar to the spotted monster.
Among the three monsters, the most powerful one is the male chirping fish.
Zhang Yang didn't know Chi Gongyu's attack method, but it was always good to be prepared.
Relying on his own attack methods now, after all, it is a bit monotonous.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang turned his hand and took out the Chaos Clock. Under the exploration of his spiritual sense, he sensed that in the small thousand world inside the Chaos Clock, the flying-headed fierce spirit was floating back and forth, wandering around, with a fierce expression on his face, breath The rage is not much different from when it was just suppressed.
After a little thought, I finally made up my mind.
First put away the chaotic clock, run the exercises, and refine the fat and blood in the body.
After that, it took more than a month to adjust all the consciousness and mana to the best state, and then with a flick of the finger, the Chaos Clock was sacrificed.
Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on the stone couch. Wrapped in mana, the Chaos Clock floated in the air in front of it, spinning slowly.
It was a scene of great beauty.
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the dharma sword in his hand, connected it to the dharma seal, and imprinted it on the chaotic clock.
call!
The Chaos Clock exploded in an instant, becoming tens of feet in size, and covered Zhang Yang in one click.
In the entire cave, only a chaotic clock could be seen flickering, floating slowly.
…
At the same time, the Xiaoqian world inside the Chaos Clock.
A figure slowly emerged, and Zhang Yang appeared in it.
Woo—
The moment Zhang Yang appeared, the flying-headed fierce spirit immediately howled, opened its sharp teeth, and bit Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang had been prepared for a long time, and with a shake of his hand, the fire spirit bottle appeared.
Make a decision in your hand.
call!
The sky was full of flames, and the essence of the fire was released, rolling towards the flying head fierce soul.
The flying-headed fierce soul is the body of the soul. It has powerful mana. If it wants to, it can pass through the attack of the entity casually—of course, it will drop ten times with one force. If the power of the entity's attack reaches a certain limit, the flying-headed fierce The soul cannot pass through easily.
However, it is clear that Zhang Yang's current strength, even if he uses a black stick to attack, cannot be as strong as Pofeitou's fierce soul can bear.
Therefore, Zhang Yang could only adopt another method.
The essence of Yanhuo, this kind of spiritual fire that can become a three-flavored real fire, is enough to cause damage to the flying-headed fierce soul of the soul body.
The strong flame power is simply the nemesis of the cold attribute of the flying head fierce soul. If the flying-headed fierce soul was in the black giant banner at this time, with the help of a large amount of strong yin energy in the black giant banner, and the almost endless fierce soul, it would not be afraid of the power of the flames. , the final winner must be the giant black banner with the flying head and fierce soul as its weapon spirit.
However, now that the flying head fierce soul has been stripped out, it has lost the source of replenishment, and there is no yin energy in the chaos, and the yin energy of the flying head murderous soul itself will be lost for every point it consumes.
Therefore, facing the spirit of flames, the first reaction of the flying-headed vicious soul was to scream and turn its head to run away.
The huge head was suspended in the air at an extremely fast speed.
However, Zhang Yang, who had expected such a thing earlier, naturally would not give him a chance to escape, so he used the magic weapon in his hand.
call-
The flames all over the sky immediately divided into several strands, wrapping towards the air.
hold head high-
Dragons of flames circled and wrapped around, completely surrounding the flying headed fierce soul.
Zizizi—
There were bursts of thick smoke, and the flying head fierce soul screamed "squeaky" from the burning, and the cold power on the surface was consumed by the burning.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help feeling distressed.
The more the power of Yin and Cold is consumed, the more severely the strength of the Flying Head Fierce Soul will be damaged. As for Zhang Yang, he has already regarded the flying head fierce soul as his own possession!
However, this process is essential. At this time, I can't feel distressed.
Zhang Yang continued to pinch the Fajue, and kept urging the fire spirit bottle.
call!
The sky was full of flames, getting more and more blazing. With the artifact Fire Spirit Bottle as the foundation, the spirit of fire that spews out is simply not comparable to that of a mere flying-headed fierce soul without foundation.
Zhang Yang seized the opportunity, and immediately pinched the magic weapon in his hand, raised his right hand high, and performed the big cutting technique.
The power is slightly absorbed.
Swish!
A blazing light blade directly broke through the sea of flames and slashed towards the flying head fierce soul.
The Flying Head Fierce Soul has basic intelligence. Although it cannot think like a normal person, its basic sense of danger is very strong. Seeing this situation, he immediately wanted to dodge, but under the wrap of the Nine Flame Fire, there was no way to avoid it.
Boo!
The flying head fierce soul was cut straight by the light blade. The blazing light blade directly tore a hole on the big head.
However, as the yin qi rolled, that hole was quickly filled.
Even so, the Flying Head Vicious Soul also felt threatened by death. With the attack of the light blade, the Flying Head Vicious Soul knew that if there were a few more hits, combined with the fire spirits around him, he would really be in danger of falling.
Compared with ordinary creatures, there is no difference in the desire to survive for the witty and intelligent weapon spirit.
Sensing this anxiety and fear, Zhang Yang smiled slightly.
He turned his hand and took out the giant black banner.
Aww—
The moment the giant black banner appeared, the flying-headed vicious soul was so excited that it could hardly contain itself, flying up and down and scurrying around.
As for Zhang Yang, he kept urging the spell in his hand, and the fire spirit bottle spewed out crazily, releasing the power of the flames to the maximum, firmly blocking the way out of the flying head fierce soul, so that it could not get out of trouble.
At the same time, Zhang Yang pulled out a spell in his hand, and a magic seal condensed with Zhang Yang's soul power moved towards the flying head fierce soul.
hum!
With a flash of light, it passed directly through the flames of the fire essence, and a strange character appeared in front of the flying headed fierce soul.
The Flying Headed Vicious Soul was startled for a moment, and then showed a berserk expression.
That Jue contained Zhang Yang's soul power. Of course, it was only a trace. Even if it was damaged, it would have no effect on Zhang Yang.
However, if the flying head fierce soul is willing to accept this trace of soul power, Zhang Yang will soon be able to subdue it.
Aww—
With a howl, the flying-headed vicious soul suddenly opened its mouth wide, and crushed the character in one bite.
Zhang Yang's expression darkened.
"Naughty animal! I don't know how to live or die!"
Amidst the shouting and cursing, Zhang Yang squeezed the magic weapon in his hand and continued to activate the fire spirit bottle.
The power of the flames devoured a single flying-headed vicious soul to death, and under the continuous burning, the howling of the flying-headed vicious soul became more and more shrill.
At this time, Zhang Yang fluttered the huge black banner right beside him.
Aww—
Woo—
Under the gusts of dark wind, one after another Li Hun roared faintly.
And all of this is under Zhang Yang's control.
Soon, the flying-headed fierce spirit seemed to understand something.
When Zhang Yang pulled out a seal again and moved towards the flying head fierce soul, the flying head murderous soul was slightly startled, but did not continue to resist.
hum—
Amidst the trembling sound, a character flashed on the forehead of Feitou Fierce Soul, and Zhang Yang's trace of soul power had been branded into it.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, and performed actions one after another, one by one, and the majestic soul power rushed over quickly.
With a start, the next step will be much easier, and the flying head fierce soul no longer has the power to resist.
Soul marks one by one, engraved on the flying head fierce soul.
Soon, the flying head fierce soul was firmly controlled by Zhang Yang.
Make a decision in your hand.
Nourishing—
Like a long dragon absorbing water, the fire spirit bottle instantly put away all the flames in the sky.
Aww—
Amidst the howling sound of ghosts, the flying-headed ghost floated in front of Zhang Yang, flying back and forth.
The huge black banner was right next to it, but without Zhang Yang's order, the Flying Headed Fierce Soul didn't dare to go in at all.
Zhang Yang was naturally extremely satisfied with this situation.
With a shaking of his hand, the huge black banner rolled up, and swept in the surrounding black clouds, Li Hun and Feitou Huo Hun.
Now, the flying head fierce spirit is under its control, and the black giant banner has a weapon spirit again. This divine weapon has been cultivated in Zhang Yang's sea of consciousness for more than a hundred years. Once he has the spirit of the weapon again, he will be able to exert a strong fighting power.
However, in the process of subduing the flying head's fierce soul just now, it was damaged a lot, and it took a period of cultivation before it could slowly recover under the nourishment of the giant black banner.
This amount of time is naturally nothing to Zhang Yang.
Now that the first giant black banner was successfully refined, Zhang Yang took out the second giant black banner while the iron was hot.
First, he used the large cutting technique to release the flying-headed fierce soul in the giant black banner, managed to lure it out from the giant black banner, and trapped it with the essence of flames.
Although the two giant black banners did not recognize their owners, it was naturally very easy for Zhang Yang to deal with them without their owners.
It only took a few months to recognize the master of the two giant black banners, and subdue the two flying-headed fierce spirits.
In this way, Zhang Yang owned three of the twelve infantry formation flags.
The three formation flags, each of which is taken out individually, is a very good quality artifact, and under the combined attack technique, the power will increase tenfold.
Zhang Yang looked forward to the three giant black banners.
Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.
For more than ten years, Zhang Yang has been retreating in the cave. Cultivate three giant black banners with painstaking efforts, especially the two newly recognized masters.
At the same time, let the flying head fierce soul receive the nourishment of the giant black banner and restore its vitality.
In more than ten years, the vitality of Feitou's fierce soul has completely recovered. Among the three giant black banners, the first one Zhang Yang has cultivated in the Sea of Consciousness for more than a hundred years, so it is naturally handy to use.
The other two rods have only been cultivated for more than ten years, and they are barely usable.
In this way, Zhang Yang felt that it was almost ready, and he was unwilling to wait any longer.
After all, this trench is full of strong demon energy, which is really not suitable for Zhang Yang to practice.
Putting away the formation flag and mechanical puppets, the surrounding seawater that was originally blocked immediately surged down, filling the space of the cave.
The fluctuating sea water created undercurrents all around.
Zhang Yang hovered in the air, overlooking all this.
The location of this mountain is relatively hidden. Zhang Yang has been in seclusion for more than ten years and has not been disturbed.
With a flash of his figure, Zhang Yang waved the golden wings on his back, parted the current, and fled towards the southwest.
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Several months later, Zhang Yang stood on a damaged mountain, his face full of death.
"No!"
"If you're not in Feiyi's territory, then you have to search Haijiao's territory. If you can find it, you'll save a lot of trouble. If you can't find it, you'll have to go to Xigongyu's territory."
"Although I haven't sensed the call, I have a hunch that I will definitely find a mysterious gray iron here!"
Zhang Yang's face was full of confidence, his figure flashed, he parted the ocean current, and headed southeast.
The monster sea jellyfish will be Zhang Yang's best target.
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The continuous mountain peaks rise high, majestic and straight.
Even the mountains on the mainland are somewhat inferior compared to the mountains on the seabed.
Looking closely, these mountain peaks are like huge beehives, with countless caves running through almost all the surrounding mountains.
Sea water flows in and out of these caves, roaming around.
Streams of strong devilish energy erupted from these caves, rolling and swaying, making the devilish energy in the nearby mountains much richer than other surrounding mountains.