Chapter 185: Pulp Washing Pool: Mana Suppression

Promoted to the black spot on the spot, to meet the thunderstorm?
probably not! Because there is a prohibition on suppressing mana, the whole mana is empty dàngdàng, and the possibility of promotion on the spot is almost zero. As long as this is not the case, everything is easy to say.
Thunder crossing is the most important thing for a zombie. If this is the case, it would be a terrible death.
forget it! Not afraid of 10,000, just in case! If the thunderstorm is suppressed under the circumstance that the mana is suppressed, it will definitely be dead.
Zhang Yang cannot take this risk!
Although the flesh and blood of a monk monk is important, it is nothing compared with the danger of falling.
Want to understand this principle, and then look at the body of the old strange Fei on the ground, Zhang Yang ǎǎn mouth chún, forcibly suppress the perseverance in my heart.
After a little hesitation, he stretched out Fei Wei's body and hid it behind a rock.
In the situation where both the consciousness and the mana were suppressed, it was impossible to see the corpse simply by the naked eye, even if someone passed by.
Zhang Yang has been secretly planning to take this corpse away when he walks back and forth in the pulp washing pool.
Shangguan Mo'er looked at Zhang Yang's corpse strangely. Then, after a moment's thinking, he understood the key. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and looked helpless.
"Have Zhang Daoyou ever noticed that Mr. Fei came out of this stone gate just now and seems very embarrassed. Is it possible that there is no horrible existence in this stone gate?" Shangguan Mo'er looked at the black hole of the cave and asked Road.
Zhang Yang thought for a moment, it seems that this is indeed the case. I was just so excited just now that I ignored it.
At present, Qing Lingmu was transported, and the blue light flashed in his eyes, looking at the cave behind Shimen.
Soon, Zhang Yang's face looked disappointed.
The cave twisted before it was too far. Although Qing Lingmu is powerful, it has no turning effect.
"This is not very clear at the bottom. Isn't that the marrow washing pool in it?" Zhang Yang put his hand on mō's chin, guessing.
"Impossible!" Shangguan Mo'er said in a positive tone. "Seven grandpas once said that the location of the pith washing pond is uncertain. Swim back and forth in the ruins of Tianfu may appear anywhere. And this mountain range should be followed The marrow pools are connected together and move at the same time. The marrow pools have always been at the peak of the mountains. "
"Since this is the case, our goal is to wash the marrow pool, so we don't need to branch out!" Zhang Yang was cautious all his life, and he was unwilling to take risks for unknown things.
"Little sister is thinking so."
The two agreed, no longer hesitated, and continued to step up.
Shortly after the two left, a series of heavy footsteps came from the cave behind Shimen.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
With the sound of footsteps, two figures slowly appeared.
The first person turned out to be the bear monster of Pu Wangzong.
The figure behind him can no longer be described by human beings. He is nearly stature tall, burly in shape, and painted with black hair. It is not flesh and blood, but rich in metal ...
Mechanical 傀儡!
This turned out to be a mechanical encounter!
However, looking at the appearance of this mechanical cymbal, the expression on his face was quite agile, as if it had a certain spirit.
"Hmm! It's a pity that Mr. Fei ran away with that old thing. This time, I couldn't kill it with such a good opportunity.
Lao Xiong sighed and greeted backwards: "Tie Kui, we're gone! I'll take a look at this seat. Who can get you anyway within this mana restriction! Hahaha ..."
"Yes, master!"
The sound of the mechanical cymbal iron rumbling sounded-yes! This mechanical badger was able to speak and speak.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
With the sound of heavy footsteps, a large figure, a small figure, and two figures went towards the top of the mountain.
...
"Well? It's you!"
This sentence seems to be the one that Zhang Yang heard the most today.
It was such a coincidence. When the two Zhang Yang rushed to the top of the mountain, they saw several figures confronting each other. Two of them were quite familiar. They turned out to be the white witch corpse king and the imperial ancestor Weng Qingyu.
"Quack, boy, it seems that you and I are really destined! I didn't expect that you could really escape from the hands of Weng Qingyu and Feng Laogua, who are very rare, rare, rare!" The Witch King looked at Zhang Yang His eyes lit up, "Boy, hurry up to this seat. This seat protects you well!"
After Zhang Yang beheaded Mr. Fei, the man's leather mask was removed and he never put it on again. Besides, with the existence of the White Witch King and other levels, as long as you feel the breath on it, you will not recognize the wrong person.
"Hee, thank you for your seniors! Now that you have some opportunities, it is not a problem to protect yourself, so you do n’t need to worry about your seniors."
For this white witch corpse king, Zhang Yang was still a little bit sceptic about it. Mao is stiff, at the same level as the human monk, but it is much more powerful.
In the current situation of mana being suppressed, the combat power of the White Witch King can imagine how sturdy it should be. Zhang Yang was also reluctant to confront him.
Zhang Yang was a bit strange. On the basis of which other people formed a confrontation with the White Witch Corpse King?
Weng Qingyu's body was no longer the original gorgeous dress, but a black dragon scale battle armor, and a round magic weapon in his hand, which looked sharp and extraordinary at a glance.
There was a tauren next to him, but it was a demon.
Zhang Yang nodded secretly. No one can show up here. At the same time, the arrogance in his heart due to the killing of the old monster feebled a little. Take 12 minutes to be careful and start to cope.
In the face of these old and sophisticated people, if they are not careful, they may be left with no residue.
If everyone's mana were not suppressed here, Zhang Yang would definitely fly away immediately when he saw them, how far and how far.
...
The White Witch King glanced at Zhang Yang and said quietly, "Sure enough! In a short time, he has advanced to the state of complete completion of Zi Zong. I believe that after going out of this Tianfu ruins, I can cross the thunder at any time? Hehe, it's not easy! In just ten years, I was able to progress from the peak of a small corpse to the completion of the purple streak, and the boy got it, I am afraid it is not an ordinary encounter? "
With the words of the White Witch King, there was a surprise on the face of the tauren next to him, who looked at Zhang Yang with a little attention, but soon turned his head again, and the buzzing sounded : "Don't say that. Now the marrow washing pond is in front of you, aren't the two intending to spend it like this forever? The longer you drag on, the more people will come, and the fewer opportunities you will have!"
Obviously, the tauren didn't take Zhang Yang at all, and Shangguan Mo'er next to him was even more ignored.
Zhang Yang was pleased, and it was naturally best for the other party to think so. First let the three of them fight for life and death, and finally take advantage of the fishermen themselves, better than anything.
Thinking about it this way, as soon as Guan Mo'er was pulled quietly, he would step back.
"Huh!" At this time, I only heard Weng Qingyu hum, his body fluttered, the streamer passed, and the ring in his hand was chopped down towards Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was startled and was about to dodge, listening only to the sound of the wind behind him.
call--
Ding!
With a crisp sound, a black iron bar crouched in front of Zhang Yang, opening the circle.
However, a trace was also cut from the black iron rod.
It was the White Witch Corpse that suddenly intervened and blocked the attack for Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang can see clearly that the black iron rod is obviously not like a mortal thing, but it looks so unbearable. It is conceivable how powerful this cut fairy circle should be. I couldn't help but feel it for a while, and instinctively told him that this was definitely something that could hurt himself.
Looking at the scratches on the black iron rod, the White Witch King was so distressed that he did not stop using his hand to touch mō, and yelled: "Weng, you blame you, you will rely on this to cut the fairy. The bully in the circle, the Fu Magic Stick who cut off the seat last time has not yet come to you to settle the bill, and this time the owner's wish stick was cut ... Someone lost this broken circle, and we should have a fair fight. "
"Hey, the king of corpses laughed! The magic weapon is part of the cultivation itself, who does n’t understand this truth? It ’s you corpse king. It seems that the last time you cut off one of your arms, there is no lesson for you Ah! "Weng Qingyu's tone was cold with yīn." But, what does it mean for the corpse king to rescue this little zombie now? Hardly, he is really your apprentice and grandson. I want to come out and pick up a bargain when I wait for the defeat. ? "
"Well, the old Weng is really more and more timid! It ’s just a little purple stiff, how can UU reading www.uukanshu.com be harmful to you and me? It ’s just that he has some relationship with this seat, so he has to protect him. It ’s just a few of us. We fight ourselves, what's the relationship with him!
The white witch corpse smiled, and his burly figure had blocked Zhang Yang, apparently afraid that Weng Qingyu would take another shot.
"If you put it in the usual place, don't say a small purple stiff, it's just a normal hair stiff, this seat won't care. It's just now ... hey, it's better to be careful." Weng Qingyu smiled coldly.
Zhang Yang listened to his heart, and just wanted to chop this Weng Qingyu into pieces. Seeing himself sitting on the mountain watching tiger battles, yīn's plan is about to succeed. When this guy is disturbed, it is worse.
Sure enough, just listening to the Tauren also said: "Weng Laoguai is right this time. In this case, this purple zombie can't stay. Otherwise, I can't say that I have to work with Weng Laogua to remove you. "
The white corpse king struggled for a while, and finally sighed, "Okay! This purple stiff is very important to this seat. Since the two said so, this seat would rather give up the opportunity to wash the marrow pool, which brings this Her head was stiff and left. "
Weng Qingyu and the tauren were surprised, staring at Zhang Yang, but unfortunately, they did not see anything strange in the end. !! .