call out-
A streamer of light quickly flew away from the sky.
Bahe's black eyes were shining with green light, and the face of the skeleton could also show panic. While mobilizing mana to speed up to the extreme, he looked back from time to time.
Half an hour ago, not long after he came out of Jinlong City, he found someone following him.
It was a ji, hiding in the spinning wheel of the flying escape artifact. The spinning wheel was extremely fast. Bahe had always been proud of his speed. Among the twelve brothers of the same school, although his strength was not the strongest However, when it comes to the speed of escape, no one can compare.
But now, the speed of the spinning machine wheel seemed to be not fast, but it was firmly clenching him, not letting go.
Bahe even had some doubts, whether the other party was afraid to make a move because it was too close to Jinlong City and had some scruples, and wanted to drive him further away.
However, even though he had doubts in his heart, Bahe had no choice but to keep running away, running away!
Bahe clearly remembered that the old ancestor and Senior Gela went to chase that joust back then, and then they never returned. At first, Bahe thought that the two ancestors left directly after the matter was completed, but he was chased and killed by this jester shortly after leaving the city gate today, and he knew that things might not be as simple as he imagined.
The ancestor and senior Gela went to chase and kill this jiao, but it disappeared, but this jiao ran out to kill him openly. Judging from the situation, it was obvious that he had been waiting at the city gate for a long time, ready to wait. what does that mean
Bahe shuddered when he thought about it.
He didn't think that a jerk could deal with Patriarch and Senior Gela. What he was afraid of was that there would be other high-level monks hiding in the spinning wheel. If the other party could hide, Bahe might not be able to find it.
Behind him, Zhang Yang sat cross-legged in the whirling wheel, with mana surging all over his body, urging the whirling wheel. His current escape speed is much faster than the spinning wheel, but it is enough to follow a little true fairy.
"Well, it's far enough away from Jinlong City now, if you do it, you shouldn't have any trouble."
Seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Zhang Yang nodded, and the mana pressure suddenly intensified.
call!
The wheel of the spinning machine accelerated suddenly, surpassing Bahe in the blink of an eye.
Click!
With a soft sound, the spinning wheels stopped, the hatch opened, Zhang Yang stepped out, and with a wave of his sleeves, the spinning wheels were put away.
Swish!
With a flash, he paused. After witnessing the instantaneous burst speed of the spinning wheel, Bahe finally gave up, knowing that he would never escape.
"This fellow Taoist, why have you followed him so far?" Bahe was angry in his heart, but his tone was extremely polite.
"Are you a disciple of Patriarch Wuying?" Zhang Yang asked without answering, with a cold tone.
"Yes!" Bahe had just finished answering subconsciously, and there was a burst of hatred in his heart. Looking at the other party's aura, it's just a jerk, and in terms of rank, it's only at the same level as a true immortal.
Generally speaking, J's fighting power is stronger than that of ordinary true immortals. However, Ba He thinks that with the help of the Twelve Infantophile Formation Banners, even if he cannot sweep the same level, he is still a rare opponent, and he does not necessarily lose to this J. .
However, thinking about the patriarch Wuying who had no news, Bahe couldn't muster the courage to say anything.
"So, you have twelve infantry flags on you?"
The other party's words made Bahe's heart skip a beat again. Under the premise of knowing his greatest strength, he dared to catch up so blatantly, no need to ask, he must be sure of himself.
Bahe panicked in his heart, but there was a forced smile on his face.
"Zong Zong Zong, that's right! I'm Bahe, the five infants of heaven and man!"
While speaking, he raised his hand to raise the twelve infantry formation flags, and the huge black flags grew in size in a flash, several feet high, and the black flags rolled and swayed.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang was overjoyed.
"Yes, that's it! You can go to hell!"
While speaking, his figure flickered, and he attacked Bahe.
Bahe had been prepared for a long time, and the giant black banner shook vigorously.
call!
The black wind gusts, the Yin Qi howls, and each of the fierce souls bared their teeth, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Seeing that under the black wind, a flying-headed fierce spirit with a ferocious face rushed directly towards Zhang Yang.
"snort!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, flipped his hand, and raised the main banner.
"Hey quack quack..."
When the sharp laughter came out, Ba He's face immediately turned pale, and he exclaimed: "Master Patriarch!"
Before the voice fell, five Nascent Souls flashed out from the main banner.
The flying-headed vicious soul immediately looked like a mouse seeing a cat, its face full of horror, it turned around and was about to flee into the black clouds.
The five Nascent Souls moved extremely fast, they had already caught up with them in the blink of an eye, and pulled them back; the latter didn't even have the strength to resist.
Zhang Yang has no doubt that if he hadn't strictly ordered him to capture it alive, this flying-headed fierce spirit would have been devoured long ago.
The other Lihuns were also terrified and collapsed one after another.
The main banner is completely restrained against ordinary black giant banners.
Losing his restraint, Zhang Yang took advantage of the flash of his body and arrived at Bahe's side.
Shocked, Bahe still did not forget to struggle to his death, and his skeleton hands were as sharp as claws and grabbed Zhang Yang.
Boo!
Zhang Yang hit Zhang Yang with one blow, and he was defeated in the middle. He couldn't even break through the defense, so he was easily bounced away.
Click!
At the same time, with a crisp sound, Zhang Yang's fist hit Ba He's head hard, like a heavy hammer hitting a plaster sculpture, smashing his head to pieces.
call out!
With a flash of green light, a Nascent Soul was about to fly away.
call!
A colorful palm grabbed it in one hand.
Crash!
Amid the crisp sound of bones colliding, Bahe's body, which had lost the support of its soul, scattered and turned into a pile of bones.
In the blink of an eye, the skeleton man Bahe had been killed.
The main banner in Zhang Yang's hand was unfurled, and Wu Ying grabbed the flying headed fierce soul and plunged into the banner. Then, with a wave of his hand, he brought the huge black banner, and with the same wave, he put away the black wind and Li Hun all over the sky.
Then, with a wave of his sleeve robe, he put away the treasure and a receiving ring on the ground.
Then he turned his hand to look at the Nascent Soul in his hand.
"Fellow daoist, spare my life! Fellow daoist, spare my life! The little one has already belonged to fellow daoist. If you have any demands, fellow daoist, feel free to ask. I promise to fully cooperate with you. I just ask fellow daoist to spare my little life!" Bahe only had yuan left. The body of a baby, the fate is in the hands of others, although the heart is full of hatred, but can only desperately beg for mercy.
Zhang Yang was naturally too lazy to talk to him.
Destroying human flesh, a great hatred has been formed, Zhang Yang doesn't want to leave such an enemy for himself.
The consciousness is condensed, and the Tianhu illusion is unfolded.
hum—
Amidst the trembling sound, just as Bahe was about to say how to continue begging for mercy, he immediately fell into a hallucination, his eyes glazed over.
Zhang Yang took the opportunity to invade with his consciousness and searched his soul.
It is conceivable that carrying out a soul search under such circumstances would harm Bahe, but Zhang Yang can't control that much anymore.
Soon, he got the information he wanted, and mana surged in his hands.
Boom!
The little Nascent Soul was instantly annihilated.
"Hey, it's the fourth pole! The twelve baby-loving formation flags, the deity must gather all of them."
Zhang Yang clenched his fists with a firm expression on his face.
The power of the Twelve Infantophile Formation was worthy of being taken seriously by the Wuman ancestors at their peak. This kind of temptation was something that Zhang Yang could not refuse no matter what.
…
Thick and cloudy, shrouded in mist and haze all year round, this valley is famous as a fierce place within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Not to mention mortals, even those low-level monks dare not approach it easily.
In a cave in the middle of the valley, Su Lai sat cross-legged.
She has occupied this valley for nearly ten thousand years. Relying on her reputation as a celestial being and five infants, even ordinary golden immortal monks dare not provoke her.
However, Su Lai has been feeling jittery recently, as if something bad is about to happen. Just when she was considering whether to leave here temporarily and go to the ancestor to take shelter for a while, a strong breath suddenly came.
boom!
A shock wave directly overturned Su Lai's cave.
call out!
With a flash of figure, Su Lai just escaped into the air when he felt the surrounding laws tremble, and he had already fallen into a terrible illusion. Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.
Boo!
Zhang Yang controlled the large cutting technique, and with a flash of light in his hand, the Nascent Soul had been reduced to dust.
The mouth opened wide, and the devouring technique was launched.
Su Lai's rather delicate body immediately swelled up.
Boom!
Amid the sound of explosions, streams of blood poured directly into Zhang Yang's mouth. In the blink of an eye, a body turned into fly ashes, leaving only one Nawu ring, which flashed brightly.
With a move of the hand, the Nawu Ring fell into his hand, and Zhang Yang smiled slightly while probing with his spiritual consciousness.
"Fifth shot!"
call out!
With a wave of golden wings on the back, it turned into a stream of light and fled away.
Now, a true immortal strongman doesn't even have a chance to fight under Zhang Yang's hands.
…
After half a year.
call out-
A ray of light flew away quickly, with a terrified expression on his face.
Behind him, there was a stream of golden yellow light, whose speed was many times faster.
"No grudges in the past, no grudges these days, why do you want to kill me? If you need any treasure, I am willing to hand it over. Please be merciful!" spread far and wide.
What answered him was a trident.
call out!
In a flash, the trident pierced through the space and appeared behind the monk.
The monk was terrified, and when his consciousness moved, a defensive shield was about to be sacrificed.
However, at this critical moment, he only felt a rhythmic tremor around him, and the monk's speed faltered, as if his own movements suddenly slowed down, or as if the speed of the whole world suddenly increased.
puff!
The trident had already pierced his body directly, and the powerful impact instantly cut his body into two sections with blood splattering.
Just as a small Nascent Soul escaped, a ray of light cut down from the sky.
Boo!
Amidst the shrill cry, the Nascent Soul collapsed and turned into powder.
Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide, devouring the essence and blood, and at the same time, he waved his sleeve robe and pocketed the Nawu Ring. After a little inspection, he showed a satisfied smile and waved his wings to leave.
From hand to hand to the end, the whole process took less than a few seconds.