Chapter 340: Gathering soul

Zhang Yang's hands were determined, and the gray-black mist soared immediately, like a gigantic giant wave, and like a raging storm, instantly swept the surrounding souls.
call out!
The long dragon sucked water, and the black mask sucked all these souls into it.
Calm and calm, the surroundings are quiet and clean. Farther away, some souls were disturbed and began to flee.
Zhang Yang's enlightenment revealed that thousands of souls had been added to the million monsters.
Just this time, there are thousands more souls, which is indeed the soul.
However, because this is the periphery of the soul, although the number of living souls is huge, but the quality is not very high, most of them are weak, even the mortal souls are slightly inferior.
All the way forward, in just half a day, Zhang Yang captured more than 300,000 in total, and the deeper he went, the higher the quality of the soul.
Zhang Yang all regretted it was too early.
Turn over and look at the huge number of living souls in Wan Yaoyu, looming in the thick gray and black mist, and the sound of ghosts crying and lingering all over the ears.
After a moment's thinking, the blue light circulated in the eyes, the clear eyes opened, and the surrounding scenery entered the field of vision.
Compared to the low bushes and various weeds scattered in the cloud cloud, the rugged low mountains and mud loquats everywhere are not as good as grass. Occasionally there are some strange shapes like stones.
If it is ordinary people, they will be treated as stones, but Zhang Yang knows that those are actually a special kind of plant. It is also a plant feature in the ghost cave. There are slightly more in the soul abyss.
They don't need sunlight, they can thrive just by absorbing the surrounding yin.
What kind of plants are cultivated in what kind of environment. Among these plants, there will be some herbs with properties of yin, but according to Zhang Yang's current eyes, unless they are particularly precious, they are generally not in the eyes.
"Well, the mountain is pretty good, it's rocky, and there aren't many souls. It's suitable for array formation."
Zhang Yang thought about it, his body flashed, and he had already reached the top of the mountain.
With a wave of the sleeves, the blood slaves were released.
"Dig the cave here," Zhang Yang ordered.
"Yes. Master." The blood slave promised, and his sharp claws waved, and each stone was as fragile as tofu, and they were flew away.
Zhang Yang himself waved the golden wings behind her, her fingers bounced, and a small flag sank into the surrounding ground.
Now Zhang Yang is extremely rich, and the number of flags in his hand is enough to allow him to splurge freely.
Just a place to rest, Zhang Yang set up a banner within a thousand miles of the surrounding area.
of course. These flags are of a warning nature, and they are offensive and defensive flags only within a radius of ten miles.
The efficiency is extremely high. In just half an hour, the formation method has been arranged and the cave has been excavated.
"Defense outside Dongfu, kill everything that is close to me."
Zhang Yang gave a command, then sat on a stone couch in the middle of Dongfu with his fingers crossed.
Hum--
In the trembling sound of trembling, Wan Yaoyu was floated by mana. Levitating in front of Zhang Yang, slowly spinning. The surroundings were gray and black mist, which looked strange.
Zhang Yang's methods continued to be squeezed, and black beams of light were toward the diseased surface.
This noodle. Originally it looks like cloth, but. With the infusion of mana, it was tumbling, turning into a thick black mist, and it was bottomless.
Every single soul appeared and disappeared in the black mist, his teeth grinned, and his face was gaunt.
Huh!
Each beam of light points into the black surface, and the dark misty ocean is tumbling.
嗷
Woo--
In the sound of wolf crying ghosts, the eyes of those souls began to become red and more and more irritable. Soon, they started biting each other.
The strongest is naturally the original tens of thousands of old living souls. They swallowed the green light group in the Witch Man's Ancestral Temple. Each one was powerful. In a moment, more than 300,000 living souls were swallowed up. One look.
Zhang Yang watched and observed that the strength of these living souls remained unchanged after they were devoured.
A little disappointed in my heart. The green light group can no longer let those living souls continue to evolve. It seems that this ordinary living soul is even worse.
Several laws were pinched out in the hands, and the law was printed.
The tens of thousands of old souls screamed one by one and backed away.
The remaining 200,000 new souls continue to devour.
The same is the new soul, and there is a gap in strength between each other, but this process of swallowing is relatively slow.
A day later, those souls were devoured.
In addition to more than 300,000 living souls, in addition to more than 100,000 being devoured by the original living souls in the 10,000 enchantments, more than 200,000 were devoured by each other, leaving only more than 10,000.
In other words, on average, more than twenty companions were devoured by each soul.
Those who survived this intensity of killing were originally well-founded. Coupled with the swallowing of more than 20 companions, their strength has skyrocketed, and they are all comparable to the souls of monks during the refining period.
And to reach this point, most of the souls have almost encountered a bottleneck. If they continue to devour, although the strength is increasing, it is extremely slow.
This also gives Zhang Yang a rough measure. Living souls devour each other, and can almost advance to the strength of monks living souls during the refining period.
When the task was completed, Shu stood up in a sigh of relief.
During this day, there were no powerful enemies to disturb.
"Tough work for you!" Zhang Yang said, and he swung his sleeves to collect the blood slaves.
Blood slaves have awakened self-awareness, but their loyalty to Zhang Yang has not changed at all. Moreover, as a black stiff, the biggest joy of a blood slave is to lie in a blood coffin to sleep, as long as he can provide him with enough Yin, and then regularly let him out to eat blood, this is the best treatment.
For Zhang Yang, this is not a problem at all.
Zhang Yang squeezed his hands and raised his fingers.
Puff puff!
Every yellow light, all the surrounding small flags returned to Zhang Yang's hands.
"For a whole day, there were no traces of them within a thousand miles. Didn't those humble Shi Yan really follow?"
Zhang Yang muttered. After entering the ghost cave, those stone golems that had entangled him like a ghost had disappeared completely. The day before, he set up a vigilance covering a distance of thousands of miles, the main purpose of which was to detect the trace of Shi Yan.
No matter how much, the main purpose of Zhang Yang's trip is to worship the 10,000 monsters.
The main pole of Wanxuyu is made from the wood heart of the sparrow tree that grows on the wreck of the Dapeng golden wing bird, and is the best soul tree.
Zhang Yang predicts that the space of Wan Yao Nian can hold tens of millions of living souls. At this speed, even if everything goes well, it will take him several years to complete the sacrifice.
Time is precious!
Zhang Yang sighed.
...
嗷
Woo--
Overcast winds, two green flames, surrounded by each other, rushed towards Zhang Yang quickly.
Huh!
Just before the two flames approached, Zhang Yang teleported and his body slowly dissipated.
At the next moment, Zhang Yang's figure flickered, already appearing dozens of feet away, holding hands in the palm of his hand, severely cutting towards the two flames.
puff!
The blazing white light flashed, and a terrible misery, the two green flames immediately burst, becoming a green spot of light in the sky.
Zhang Yang showed off in his hands.
call--
The wind was swaying, and in a cloud of gray and black mist, all the creatures were screaming, opened their sharp mouths and teeth, swallowed with large mouths, and crazed wildly.
In the blink of an eye, those green light clusters were swallowed up.
This turquoise flame was discovered by Zhang Yang deep in the soul.
To Zhang Yang's surprise, these green flames turned out to have the same effect as those green light clusters in Wumanzu Temple. After the devouring of the soul, the strength soared.
Just one thing, the strength of these green flames is really not weak. Obviously, it is the soul body, but under the shock of the face, it has the strength of the monk Yuanying Monk.
Moreover, the attack power of this green flame can cause huge damage to the living soul.
Therefore, when encountering the strength equivalent to the existence of Yuanying level, Zhang Yang usually shot it out and let the soul swallow it.
Otherwise, if you use 10,000 enchanters, although you can solve the green flames, it will often pay a great price, and the result is more than worth it.
If it is a green flame at the level of Jindan, there is no such trouble, and the show will be solved directly.
Zhang Yang still remembers the scene when he first encountered this green flame.
At that time, Zhang Yang saw a group of green flames mingling among a group of white mist-like souls, wandering in a swamp.
Curious, Zhang Yang ran his Nirvana's palm, grabbing at the green flame.
What I didn't expect was that the green flame was released suddenly, and the whole body skyrocketed. Instead, it flew back towards Zhang Yang. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang was struck instantly, and was hit hard by the green flames, only feeling that the sea seemed to explode instantly, his head buzzing, and his consciousness for a while.
Of course, that's all.
Zhang Yang responded quickly and performed a large cutting operation ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to directly kill the green flame of the culprit, but also realized the sharpness of the green flame.
...
After clearing the two green flames, Zhang Yang was about to turn away and suddenly felt something, and frowned.
With a pinch in his hand, he waved his sleeve gown, covered with flowing silver gauze, and his figure slowly disappeared.
After a moment, the streamer flickered, the fog rolled up, and three figures appeared where Zhang Yang had just shot.
The first one is a monk Jin Dan, holding in his hand a long cymbal that is more than a foot taller than his height, full of shady breath. The other two are monks, and each also has a long bar in their hands.
The monk Jin Dan blows his nose.
"It's true that someone just shot here to clean up the souls. Huh! This is the place that the palace owner assigned to us. I don't know who is so unruly and came to our place to grab food and eat."
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