boom!
With a bang, the body of Wuying Patriarch exploded, and the surrounding black mist rolled into five small figures.
All of them are less than one foot long, and look exactly like the ancestor of the five infants, clearly a miniature ancestor of the five infants.
Nascent Soul!
Five Nascent Souls!
The Patriarch of the Five Infants turned out to be the Five Dao Nascent Soul!
These five nascent souls grinned one by one. From the looks of it, none of them were many times more ferocious than Feitou Huohun.
The five Nascent Souls flashed out of the black mist and rushed towards Zhang Yang.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
With a few muffled sounds and a huge impact, Zhang Yang seemed to feel something jerk, the sea of consciousness was almost torn apart, and his consciousness was in a trance for a while.
boom!
The arm has been pulled and fell heavily to the ground.
"Wa hahaha… "
"Hey quack quack..."
Amidst bursts of strange laughter, I saw five thin figures in the sky, circling each other, spinning back and forth, and in a trance, my vision had an illusion, as if they had become thousands of figures.
call out!
Among the flying rocks, Zhang Yang had just landed when his figure was already ejected.
Seeing that Zhang Yang was safe, Fu Cang, who was watching the battle beside him, breathed a sigh of relief, and his figure, which was about to step forward, also stopped. Suspended in the air and continued to watch the battle.
He knew that Zhang Yang would not be happy if he made a move now. Moreover, this is a very good opportunity to test Zhang Yang.
Fight against the strong, as long as you don't fall, you will gain something.
…
Zhang Yang frowned, looking at the group of people laughing arrogantly in front of him, he would feel dizzy just by staring at it. Obviously, this is an extremely powerful soul attack secret technique.
During the surge of spiritual consciousness, the mind became cool for a while, and became much clearer. Then, the blue light flickered in the eyes, and the clear eyes opened, and immediately saw the figure on the opposite side clearly.
These are five Nascent Souls, all of whom look exactly alike.
However, Zhang Yang is sure that this is definitely not an illusion, but actually exists. This is what Zhang Yang doesn't understand the most.
Ordinary monks have a Nascent Soul tightly. Even if it is like the Nine-Infant Nine-Tailed Fox, even though it is called the Nine-Infant, it still holds a Nascent Soul tightly. It is only after the fall that the soul power and blood inheritance hidden in another place can be awakened to form a new Nine-Infant.
However, this five-infant patriarch actually possessed five Nascent Souls.
The Patriarch of the Five Infants lived up to his reputation!
"Hey quack quack quack..."
"Hee ha ha ha ha..."
Without giving Zhang Yang too much time to think, amidst the loud laughter, the five Nascent Souls quickly surrounded each other, like a whirlwind, and swept towards Zhang Yang again.
With the lessons learned from last time, this time Zhang Yang first pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and while holding on to his spiritual sense, he sacrificed the black stick, the magic weapon in his hands.
call!
Inspired by the power of Zhang Yang's whole body, coupled with the powerful power of Ji himself, under the blessing of the black stick, the divine weapon, there was a gust of wind. Wherever it passed, the space was fluctuated, and it was the first to smash towards the middle figure. down.
"Hehehahaha..."
The harsh laughter continued without interruption.
Boo!
The black stick in Zhang Yang's hand hit the middle one of the Five Infant Patriarch, and with a dull sound, the Nascent Soul exploded, turned into powder, and melted into the surrounding black mist.
call!
Like a pot of hot oil being poured into a raging fire, the breath of the black mist rose instantly, and within tens of thousands of miles around, there was a mighty billowing black mist. Not to mention Zhang Yang, even Fu Cang was caught off guard.
This black mist has a strong weakening effect on the spiritual consciousness. For a while, the exploration range of Zhang Yang and Fu Cang was suppressed within only a few tens of miles. This kind of distance, for the strong like them, is almost like a blind man.
No one noticed that in the depths of the black mist, the figure that was blown away was slowly condensing, and in the blink of an eye, it took shape again. .
"Hey hee hee hee..."
Bursts of strange laughter came faintly from the black mist.
Woo—
Aww—
Accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, each of the fierce souls bared their teeth, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Ever since he owned the Soul Devourer Banner, Zhang Yang used these methods to deal with the enemy, but now they are being used by the enemy to deal with him. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
"Boy, if you can't stand it anymore, just speak up, the old man can help you solve the trouble at any time." At this time, Fu Cang's voice came into his ears.
Zhang Yang's eyes flickered blue, and he followed the direction of the sound transmission of his spiritual sense, under the heavy black mist, but he still didn't see Fu Cang's figure.
I couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in my heart, it seemed that Fu Cang's method was far superior to my own.
However, Zhang Yang has not yet reached the end of the road, and he also knows that the more powerful the enemy is, the more he can improve himself. Naturally, this opportunity cannot be missed.
"Thanks to Big Brother Fucang, my little brother can still hold on!"
Zhang Yang also transmitted sound with spiritual consciousness.
"Hee quack quack quack..."
Strange laughter suddenly appeared in the ear, surrounded by siege, five infant ancestors, five figures, all with wicked smiles on their faces and sharp teeth.
Zhang Yang's heart trembled, his attack just now had no effect
Immediately after seeing clearly, my heart was relaxed again. Among the five figures, one's aura was much weaker than the other four's. Obviously, his attack just now was not completely useless.
"Hey! Die!"
A sharp shout pierced through the black mist.
Hurrah!
Five figures, accompanied by many Lihuns, all rushed towards Zhang Yang.
"snort!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and with the movement of his consciousness, time flowed slowly with his innate supernatural powers.
hum—
The tremor of the rhythm, the law centered on Zhang Yang, fluctuated, and where it covered, the flow of time suddenly slowed down. The speed of the five figures of Patriarch Wuying, including many Lihuns, suddenly slowed down.
Zhang Yang didn't stop there, he didn't hesitate to consume the power of his soul, and once again used his natural supernatural powers, Tianhu Huan.
hum—
Tianhu Huan's attack instantly stabbed the Wuying Patriarch.
Patriarch Wuying's eyes froze instantly.
Casting two innate supernatural powers in an instant, Zhang Yangzhi was too strong to bear it.
However, this is not the time for self-cultivation, Zhang Yang made a pinch of the magic weapon in his hands.
call!
The Chaos Bell was cast out, and under the infusion of mana, it rose against the wind.
Rumble—
There were bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds, and the billowing air of chaos swept away.
The Lihuns were frightened and fled in all directions, plunging headlong into the depths of the black mist. Without the restraint of the Five Infant Patriarch, their instinct other than bloodthirsty is to avoid danger.
The chaotic clock artifact is sharp, and the chaotic air billows, sweeping the black mist and many fierce souls into Xiaoqian world.
Seeing that the five figures would also be involved, at this critical moment, the eyes of the five figures of Patriarch Wuying instantly became clear.
Aww—
With a roar, there was a crisp "click", and the restriction of the slow flow of time was broken.
Whoosh!
A few beams of light flashed, and the faces of the five figures were full of distress, and they turned their heads to escape into the black mist.
However, it was still too late, and two of the figures had already been engulfed by the air of chaos.
The heavy Primal Chaos Qi is the most original power of heaven and earth. The ancestor of Wuying is not good at strength, so he couldn't get rid of it, and was sucked into it all at once.
Whoosh!
At the same time, the other three figures had escaped into the black mist, completely breaking free from the shackles of the chaotic atmosphere.
The whole process happened in a short moment. This is the first time for Zhang Yang to encounter the supernatural power of Hu Huan in an instant.
Apparently, Wuying Patriarch already had a strong spiritual sense and was quite resistant to Tianhu Huan.
Zhang Yang was unreasonable, his eyes flashed with blue light, and with his clear eyes moving, he locked on the position of one of the other three Nascent Souls of the Five Infant Patriarch, raised his right hand high, and performed the large incision technique.
Crash!
The blazing light blade cuts down directly, invincible. Wherever the light blade goes, the black mist evaporates as quickly as morning dew meets the scorching sun.
"ah-"
The locked Nascent Soul let out a shrill scream, his figure flashed, and disappeared in a teleport.
The blazing light blade of the Great Cut also disappeared.
Boom!
However, at the moment when the Nascent Soul appeared, the light blade of the Great Cutting Technique also shot out of the air, hit it exactly, and collapsed.
This time, Zhang Yang could see clearly.
After the Nascent Soul was turned into powder, like a combustion accelerant, the surrounding black mist rose instantly, forming a cover for the other two remaining figures.
Immediately afterwards, the powder dispersed in the black mist began to condense again.
And looking at the two Nascent Souls that were taken into the Chaos Clock, they dangled back and forth, but there was no change.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang already understood the key point.
Obviously, the black mist released by the black banner has a life-to-life interaction with the five primordial infants, the ancestor of the five infants. As long as they are in this black mist, the figures of Patriarch Wuying are indestructible.
And how easy is it to completely wipe out the black mist covering tens of thousands of miles
Understanding the key point, Zhang Yang took advantage of the time when the figure was condensed, and pinched the magic weapon in his hand.
Rumble—
Amidst the muffled thunderous sound, the air of chaos swept over and took it in.
The ancestor of the five infants, three of the five Nascent Souls have been taken away, and their strength has been greatly reduced. However, the black fog all over the sky is still very thick.
Zhang Yang felt that while the Chaos Clock was restraining the black mist, its mana consumption was also extremely intense.
The sleeve robe flicked.
buzz buzz —
Amidst the sound of flapping wings, a group of black clouds suddenly appeared, and countless silver-winged demon ants buzzed and turned into streaks of black light, chasing after the only two remaining Nascent Souls of the Five Infant Patriarch.
"The silver-winged devil ant! It's the silver-winged devil ant!"
In the black mist, screams of terror came immediately.
The silver-winged devil ant is addicted to everything. Although Nascent Soul is a soul body, it is still the most delicious food for them.
The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth smiled upwards, and with a pinch of the magic weapon in his hand, the power of the whole body was stimulated like money, and the power of the three artifacts, the Chaos Clock, the White Jade Seal, and the Fire Spirit Bottle, were simultaneously activated to their maximum.