The strange beast is powerful, and the soul and flesh are one. Physical destruction, that is, complete fall.
Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide, and used the devouring technique.
Puff puff!
Streams of blood sprayed out from the wound on the strange beast, and poured into Zhang Yang's mouth frantically. In the blink of an eye, the strange beast, which was nearly ten feet long, had turned into a corpse.
when! when!
A belt and several bones fell to the ground with a clear sound.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, the things were put away. Zhang Yang's eyesight is not bad, he knows that both animal skin and animal bone are very good materials for refining weapons. Especially those two sharp horns, with Yechen and his two methods, they only need to add some materials, and they can be refined into an offensive artifact.
For a ferocious beast, it took tens of thousands of years, and how many other monsters it devoured, to grow to the level of a golden fairy, but it was extremely rare.
In a battle, while exercising his agility, he also gained something. Zhang Yang's mood was not so good.
At this moment, a jade slip around his waist suddenly shattered.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately frowned after probing.
"The crisis in the ring hut? Well! Although the Desert of Death is inaccessible, but for more than a thousand years, if they have often used the twelve baby-loving formation flags as their natal treasures to fight, it is normal for someone with a heart to discover them."
"However, there are only two golden immortals in the area, and they dare to act so recklessly. I think they have something to rely on."
"Hmph! No matter what the reliance is, since you have offended the deity, you will definitely fall this time."
Zhang Yang let out a cold snort, spread out the golden wings behind his back, unleashed his full speed, and headed towards the ring hut on the edge of the desert of death.
From the time he first entered the Immortal World until now, Zhang Yang has always chosen to keep a low profile because of his strength. The entire Xianyuan Continent has been unknown until now.
With the breakthrough in strength, Zhang Yang feels that such days are over.
In the future, not only himself, but even his ghost servants, blood slaves and others can come out and walk in an open and aboveboard manner. Anyone who wants to touch his own person has to think about it first.
Zhang Yang was not sure of the existence of the strongest person who could defeat Xianyuan Continent—the titled expert. However, he is confident that he can escape with his life under the hands of these strong men.
As long as you can save your life, it means the hope of revenge. Zhang Yang understood this, and so did the others.
Therefore, as long as Zhang Yang showed his strength, no one would be willing to offend him. The premise of all this was that the power of the blood of the ancestor of Wuman in his body was not exposed. If it is exposed, I am afraid that there will be a huge wave in the fairy world immediately, and many powerful people will join forces to kill. Even if Zhang Yang has three heads and six arms, he will inevitably fall.
Of course, Zhang Yang is quite confident about this.
His appearance is simply a down-to-earth old-fashioned, which does not arouse suspicion. As for the breath, Zhang Yang was thinking, and a hexagram pendant had already appeared on his neck.
This six-pointed star pendant was obtained by him in the cultivation world, but the effect is really good. Moreover, with the improvement of Zhang Yang's strength, the effect of the pendant to conceal the breath also increased, which made Zhang Yang feel very satisfied.
With a move of consciousness, after adjusting it, the six-pointed star pendant completely shielded Zhang Yang from the blood power of the ancestor of Wuman.
Then, the muscle on the chest that was close to the hexagram pendant squirmed, and the pendant immediately sank into the body and disappeared without a trace of abnormality from the outside.
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desert of death.
The biting wind carried the sand flying, like a knife cutting. The sky was dim, the line of sight was extremely reduced, and even the consciousness was greatly restricted in this situation, and the detection range was greatly reduced.
Two monks in yellow short robes floated in the air, each with bright heads, long hands and long feet, ear and nose piercings, and the same dress and breath as Ajialu, making it easy to guess their origins.
A faint yellow glow surrounded the whole body, isolating all the wind and sand, no matter how violent the wind was, it had no effect on them at all.
On the ground, within tens of thousands of miles, the sand layer is fragmented.
Ordinarily, with a storm like the Death Desert, even if the ground is damaged, it will be quickly filled up by the sand blown by the strong wind. However, something unexpected happened here.
On the ground and in the low sky, one after another remnants of laws and fluctuations can be seen everywhere, like dazzling electric lights, and even make a "branching and pulling" sound.
Under the influence of these residual law fluctuations, the wind and sand are affected, and it is difficult to restore the surface of the ground.
"It's been almost a month, it's about to appear soon, right?" the slightly fatter bald monk said.
"It's hard to tell! The Xianyuan Continent is so vast, don't say whether they can spread the news in time, even if it spreads, if the person happens to be far away, let alone a month, even if it takes a few years, they may not be able to catch up." I have to come back," said the thinner monk.
"Hey!" The fatter monk laughed and said nothing.
"Huh? Does Venerable Deye have any other opinions?" The thinner monk glanced at his companion and said.
"As Venerable Maitu said, I do have other opinions. Among the people who have fought against us these days, the strongest one is only a high-level drought, not even a jiao, and the few remaining people are even more powerful. It's unbearable. There is even a human cultivator who only crossed the catastrophe. If it wasn't for the master's order, the deity could kill him with one finger. Just ask, these people can get the inheritance of the Twelve Infant Banners, how can they How can you be so strong?" Venerable Deye snorted coldly, with disdain on his face.
Venerable Maitu hesitated when he heard the words, and said after a moment of pondering: "Although the strength of Patriarch Wuying is not as good as you and me, but with the help of the twelve baby-loving formation flags, it is not far behind you and me alone. Yes. To be able to snatch the Twelve Infant Love Formation Flags from the hands of the Five Infant Patriarch, the opponent's strength is probably not too bad, right?"
"Hey!" Venerable Deye continued to sneer, "Because of this, I guess that their master who didn't show up didn't travel too far in the mainland, but because he was injured when he captured the formation flag, and now he is practicing in seclusion. It’s possible that it hasn’t recovered yet.”
"If that's the case, wouldn't Master's plan come to nothing?" Venerable Maitu seemed to believe him a bit, and asked back with a cold breath in his mouth.
"Well! Blocked here and use these people as bait to wait for the other party to throw themselves into the net. This plan may not be successful. According to my idea, all the dozen people were captured. Soul search, I don't believe that they will all die hard , one of them will succeed! When the time comes, search for that person's location, and all problems will be solved naturally!"