Chapter 202: Intermediate Black Stiff, Refining Enemies

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Zhang Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened. Feeling the surging mana and powerful power in his body, a smile appeared on his face.
Black Zombie Intermediate!
Finally successfully promoted to the black stiff intermediate level!
Since the line of Tianfu Ruins, it seems that it has reached the critical point of the first stage of the black zombies, and it is only one line to be able to advance to the intermediate level. It took two years to formally advance.
Rao is so, Zhang Yang is already very satisfied.
In the past two years, Zhang Yang's biggest problem was the power of thunder and lightning absorbed during the thunderstorm.
I have to say that with the nourishment of the power of lightning, Zhang Yang's body is indeed more sturdy than before, but it is also very troublesome to handle the power of lightning.
Zhang Yang finally used the method of spiritual guidance to hit it and temporarily stored it in the body.
This also gave Zhang Yang a determination. He must find an opportunity to practice some magical skills of lightning properties. With the power of these lightning in his body, I believe that the power will not be too weak.
Successful promotion, but Zhang Yang did not immediately go out, but a bounce of his fingers, a monster as close as Zhang appeared in front of him, covered with dark iron armor, two sharp axes in his hand ... It is the same thing as Pu Wangzong the old monster Ling Ling.
After the bear monster was beheaded, this psychic maggot lost its master and became a masterless thing.
Although this is a psychic maggot, it is not true to have life and wisdom, but only to understand some simple language commands of the master. Once the master dies, there is nothing terrible.
Zhang Yang's eyes were fiery and he looked at this psychic urn. This guy has the strength of Yuanying! Although it is said that because it does not know how to be flexible, it is much worse than the monk of the same level, but it is also enough to be a helper.
Thinking about this, Zhang Yang immediately released his consciousness. Began to erode towards the nucleus of psychic urns.
The psychic trembled with a shudder, and it even exuded a sense of resistance.
Zhang Yang was well prepared. Not much surprised. But continue to press the past with divine knowledge ...
Conquering psychic urns is not an easy task. After seven full days, Zhang Yang stood up in a sigh of relief.
Compared to the spirit of seven days ago, Zhang Yang now looks slightly tired. However, the look on his face was extremely excited.
"Tiekui. In the future, your name will continue to be called Tiekui, and follow the deity to break through the realm of cultivation and protect the deity.
"Yes. Master!"
The red light flashed in the psychic eyes. Snoring promised.
Zhang Yang examined it again, and he waved his sleeves a little bit reluctantly, and put it away.
This time conquering Tiekui, most of the loss was consciousness. Zhang Yang sat cross-legged and spent several days. Return to the best condition.
With a flick of his finger, a jade box appeared in his hand. But see the jade box horizontally. Actually clinging to the number of runes.
The fingers pinched a fate, and at one point, these runes were automatically lifted off immediately, floating in the air.
Slap!
With a light sound, the jade box seemed to be pushed open by something, and a black streamer flashed past, and it was about to go away.
Zhang Yang fished with his hands, and took that cricket in his hands.
"Let me go! You demon evil! Sooner or later, one day, you will draw your soul and make you die!" A few-inch-tall man with a grimace yelled at Zhang Yang with a grin. It is Yuanyuan's old infant.
Zhang Yang grinned and ignored it. He reached out and took Wan Wanyu from the ring, and made two gestures to the endless old road.
"What are you ... what are you going to do?" Looking at the enchanting mask, Wujiao also showed a terrible expression.
"It's nothing! I just thought that if there was a Yuan Ying who was a veteran Yuan Yuan, my 10,000 enchanting might be more powerful." Zhang Yang smiled evilly.
"You ... junior! How dare you! I am the former head of Tian Yuzong. If you dare to treat me like this, the entire Tian Yuzong will not let you go!" In the voice of Wuyao Laodao, it seemed obvious that he was stubborn. .
"Hey, Tian Yuzong's predecessor? It turned out that you have become the predecessor? It's not because the Douze Temple was destroyed last time. What responsibility did you bear? Oh! That's really embarrassing." Zhang Yang Talking again and again, he looked at the endless old road with a lot of fun.
"Junior! You quickly put the deity. The deity may not be blamed before. If not, you should know the benefits." Woundless Old Road has not yet eased from the pain of losing the physical body, and seeing Zhang Yang is like gnashing his teeth.
Zhang Yang looked cold:
"Huh! I will let you know the benefits first! You and I had no injustice, but you, the old man, wanted to put me to death in the Sanwei Dan furnace. If this revenge is not reported, I am Zhang Yang. Just follow your last name! "
Sounding the sufferings of the monks who had been captive, and thinking about being sacrificed by this boundless old man to be sacrificed in the Sanwei Dan furnace, Zhang Yang hated his teeth.
Although in the end he became a beneficiary because of the fate, but this is not enough to alleviate Zhang Yang's hatred for the boundless old road.
As soon as his eyes turned, Zhang Yang changed his mind again, turned his hands to gather Wan Yaoyu, and took out a fiery red bottle.
"Hey hey, since you once wanted to refine Master Zombie, now Master Zombie will do the same thing and give it to you, so that you can taste the fire."
"What are you doing! What do you want to do!" Wuyao Dao shouted, looking at the fiery red bottle, his face terrified.
Although it is only the body of Yuan Ying, he can clearly feel the strong firepower from this bottle. No need to ask, this hateful zombie must have figured out an extremely cruel way to deal with himself.
As if in order to confirm his conjecture, Zhang Yang suddenly hit a few tricks, and between the aura of light, the endless old road was immediately locked up.
Huh!
With a light sound, the lid of the fire-red bottle had just been opened, and Endless Road had been stuffed in.
Then, before the hot force in the bottle burst out, the bottle cap was quickly closed again. Zhang Yang followed a few tricks to seal the bottle cap firmly.
In this fiery red bottle, it is naturally the fire of Jiuyan conquered by Shangguan Moer.
Although the fire of Jiuyan cannot be compared with the real fire of Sanwei, the power is not to be underestimated. Compared with ordinary flames, I don't know how many times it is stronger.
Moreover, it is for this reason that the endless old road has really fallen into bad mold. If it was a sharp flame like Sanwei Real Fire, his Yuan Ying was burned to ashes in a short time, but now the nine flames of fire are training him little by little, and the pain can be imagined.
what--
Even across the bottle, Zhang Yang was able to hear screams of screams.
Zhang Yangqing opened her eyes with all her strength, she could clearly see through the bottle and watch the old road struggling in the sea of ​​fire.
"Ah-evil beast! Poor way is to be a ghost, and I won't let you go!"
The fire of Jiuyan turned into a phoenix, circling back and forth around Yuanyuan's old ancestors, a stream of white smoke rose, and Yuanyuan's body made a noise.
Perhaps aware of his situation, Wujiaodao finally fell into despair, gritted his teeth and said:
"Poor way is to explode Yuan Ying, and it won't make you feel good."
Speaking, his face was stunned, and he saw the majestic breath surging from Yuanyao Yuandao's body, but just after it was slightly inflated, he was quickly shrunk by the fire of Jiuyan, and his breath was weak.
"Do not--"
Woundless Road shouted sternly again.
When Zhang Yang heard that the other party was about to explode Yuan Ying, he first froze, but he was not so scared. He didn't know how powerful Yuan Ying's monster exploded, but he was absolutely confident in his defense.
However, looking at the boundless old road, there was no response, and it soon became clear that the fire of the nine flames had already eaten him dead. Poor and boundless old man, at first he refused to explode Yuan Ying, but now he wants to blew himself, but he can't do it.
Looking at the endless old road struggling and screaming in the flames, Zhang Yang didn't have much sympathy, but felt extremely happy.
For this old Taoist who had tried to refine himself, Zhang Yang naturally returned to him in the most vicious way.
It has to be said that Wujiao Yuanying's great cultivation practice is quite good. He persisted in the bottle for several hours before his voice faded away.
"Eh! Why did you die in a few hours? I still want to make you seven, seven, forty-nine days! It seems that I have to control the fire in the future! Next time! After catching Misha, you must Cultivate him seven or forty-nine days, nine hundred and eighty-one days. That guy is the culprit, the most abominable thing! "
Zhang Yang froze, feeling secretly a pity.
Then he took out Wan Yaoyu, and those magic weapons that collected the power of Yuan Ying's monster.
Under the awakening of God's consciousness, all the magic weapons were really white smoke, and quickly gathered into a human form.
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After a moment's thinking, Wan enchanting a move, like a vortex, absorbed the white smoke into it.
Between the consciousness, there were turbulent winds and ghosts.
Headed by the earth mad rhinoceros, a head of monsters and human souls rushed over with grins, and opened their teeth one after another, biting towards these white smoke.
These white smokes have no consciousness at all, and have no intention of evasion. In just a moment, they were completely swallowed up by thousands of souls.
Among them, as the soul king, the earth mad rhino naturally devours the most land. Under the skyrocketing breath, there are even signs of breaking through to the seventh-level monster soul.
When this earth mad rhino was first brought in, it was just a monster of the fifth-level peak. After so many years of cultivation, it has reached the level of the sixth-level peak. Coupled with its strong blood, it is enough to suppress the soul. In other souls.