Chapter 539: Wind and clouds

It was Zhang Yang's decision after giving the twelve infantile formation banner to his people. //
With the strength of Zhang Yang's present consciousness, it is not impossible to split the thirteen avatars by the unfolding talents. However, the battle between the powerful is almost ridiculous!
It is a very stupid practice to fight between the powerful and use avatars to weaken your own strength. Unless there are some special circumstances, generally no one will do that.
With the increase of the strength of twelve people such as blood slaves, they have already qualified to control giants. With twelve of them as their arm support, Zhang Yang himself sits in the town and controls the main body, which is the king.
Treasures were distributed, and everyone spread out to cultivate.
According to Zhang Yang's instructions, everyone will not be able to act alone after going out.
There are twelve infantile flags. As long as two or three people join hands to fight, coupled with the gifted magical powers given by Zhang Yang, it is also possible to face the true immortal.
Since entering the fairyland, everyone finally has the strength to protect themselves.
The Yechens began to sacrifice their hearts since they obtained the body of the Jinxian rock giant. Consumed a lot of precious materials, and after nearly a hundred years, it was finally successfully refined into a mechanical grate.
Of course, for most of the past 100 years, Ye Chen has been delving into various sacrificial techniques.
Looking at the giant rock giant, nearly five feet high, Zhang Yang was very satisfied with his Jinxian level men.
Folding up the puppet, Zhang Yang left the mustard hut with a glance.
Zhang Yang's realm now. In the later period, there was only one layer of diaphragm from the half-step ancient bird.犼 Powerful. Coupled with the power of the blood of the savage ancestors awakened by the fusion of more than thirty mysterious gray irons, Zhang Yang's fighting strength is strong, and Jinxian also has a good chance of winning.
Follow the address indicated on Jade Jane. Zhang Yang searched all the way, it only took less than a century. I raided dozens of locations and searched for nine mysterious gray irons.
However, Zhang Yang did not fuse these mysterious gray irons at the first time, but began to retreat.
He knows that he is not far from the realm of half-step ancient man. If he mixes these mysterious gray irons now, he will benefit a lot, but. Will be restricted by the realm.
The best way is to wait for the breakthrough to the half-step ancient puppet, then accumulate mana, wait for the peak period of the half-step ancient puppet, and then merge the nine mysterious gray irons.
Zhang Yang feels that it is not difficult to break through to the half-step ancient sting. However, it is very difficult to completely break through to the ancient palace. Good steel is used on the blade, and the mysterious gray iron is hard to come by.
In particular, the places marked in Yujian have been completely searched, and there is no clue in the future. It is even more difficult to find the mysterious gray iron again.
Retreat!
Verdant ancient mountains, shrouded in dense fog, hazy holy places.
Zhang Yang sat cross-legged in the cave, and between the swallows, a thick mass of yin was formed.
The way of life comes naturally.
There is no time for cultivation. Zhang Yang's zombie body has a way of life. It does not need to eat. It is nourished by yin, and it exhales yin between tuna, forming a cycle of life.
A Jinxian-level rock giant, a true immortal-level rock giant, together with ten avatars, will guard the surrounding subway barrels in general.
Zhang Yang was hiding in a hidden mountain forest and practicing in retreat, but the outside world was turbulent.
The dark clouds overwhelmed, tumbling, the dark sea water, the waves were horrifying, and it looked terrifying.
Several figures, struggling under this prestige, drove one by one, covered with light, shielded the waves and rain, and flew fast.
Such a mighty sky, but there is no lightning, looks very strange.
The black clouds in the sky are extremely fast, and a few dark fog burst out suddenly, rolling towards the flying silhouettes. The few silhouettes immediately showed extremely terrified expressions, desperately speeding up.
嗷
Suddenly, a growl. But when he saw the dark clouds turn over, several black shadows burst out, but it was a huge flying Warcraft.
The first few, the overall image is like an alpaca, but it has a human face, the whole body is red, as high as several feet; four sharp angles on the head, two of them balanced off the top of the head, like a vehicle The bumper is average, but the other two are long under the long ears, stabbing down and looking very weird. The six legs and feet are not sheep's hoof-like, but the platypus' fins, with sharp claws; There are four fins on the back. The fins are thin and thin, but they don't look weak, but they feel fierce; the front of the long neck is a white knuckle, and the back of the neck is blue fluffy ...
Fat legacy!
It is fat!
This kind of World of Warcraft, which can be partially dominated in the sea, is extremely fast in the air. At this moment, the four fins on the back are like four meat wings. When they are swung vigorously, the cricket speed is extremely fast.
Seeing that the distance was getting closer, the first few monks knew that it was difficult to escape, and they had to sacrifice shield flying swords and attack at the same time when they were defending.
嗷
The fat wielders roared, as if a thunderous thunder, and their bodies crossed an arc quickly in the air, and most flying swords fell through immediately.
The monks had superb means, and at the critical moments, they had a pinch on their hands, and Feijian stabbed back. But I saw that those fat remains were waving behind the bone fins.
Ding Ding Ding!
All the flying swords were shot down, and the red light flashed, but it was a huge body with fat left, and flung towards the monks fiercely.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
The powerful force of the fat legacy hit the shield heavily, and the shield immediately dim and bounced off.
Click!
There was also a shield that was extremely unbearable and instantly shattered.
puff!
what!
In the tragic sound, the fat claw's sharp claws opened the monk's belly directly, while his head was extended forward, and he opened his mouth wide, swallowing the monk directly into his mouth, "creak! Creak!" The corners of the mouth flow out.
Poor monk ~ EbookFREE.me ~ won't even have the chance to get rid of him, he was swallowed.
This miserable scene saw the other monks' faces change, and the fighting spirit immediately collapsed.
A group of fat widows took the opportunity to pounce on the killing ring and started a feast of feasts.
During the massacre, I saw a sudden flash of blood on the body of a human monk old man, and the momentum was so great that even a flying sword cut and wounded the fat in front of him, and then a flash of light, in a flash, had disappeared The horizon in the distance.
The closest fat remnant patted the wing-like bone fins to catch up, but the speed was gradually slowed down when no information was detected, and he abandoned the pursuit.
Instead he turned around and sieged on the remaining monks.
A moment later, the sky returned to tranquility, and all the monks became food in the fat's mouth.
The next few flying Warcrafts were a little slower. After catching up, they didn't have the courage to grab food from the fat widow, but just hovered around. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)