Zombie Evolution

When Zhang Yang's wrist was flipped, a ring of spirit beasts appeared in his hands, and the law was pinched. . +? (. + bsp; \\ s *

"Close!"

Zhang Yang vomited a word.

In the rhythmic fluctuations of Om Mana, the surrounding little silver-winged demon ants received orders, like a black tide, and rushed into the soul ring of Zhang Yang.

During the filming time, the surrounding space has been extremely clean.

"Hey! These little silver-winged ants have just been born, and their thinking is very simple. There is no discount on the execution of orders."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and put the ring of the beast into the sleeve.

The reason why Zhang Yang said this is because the batch of silver-winged demon ants he had first cultivated has now grown to the size of a fist, and they are extremely powerful.

The more powerful the silver-winged ants, the more powerful the thunderous force of Chapter 446 of God's Consciousness that is consumed by the ambassador.

Zhang Yang felt that he could control the limits of these silver-winged demon ants, about two or three thousand. If there were more, there would be danger of losing control at any time.

And when Zhang Yang controlled more than 3,000 silver winged ants, they felt a bit powerless, and it was no problem for them to attack or eat.

However, when returning them to the beast ring, it often takes a lot of effort.

Because those silver-winged ants also like the aura of the outside world and plenty of food, they are unwilling to return to the dull spirit beast ring. Each time, it was Zhang Yang who wrestled with each other to be able to take them back.

Xu Yunze.

A human gray robe monk stood awkwardly, agitated with mana, and his clothes moved without wind.

The thick black clouds in the rumbling sky quickly gathered, and in the flash of electric light, a thunderous thunder sounded.

The sky was soaring, and seeing the thunderstorm was about to come.

Not far away, another monk in white shirt was looking at it anxiously.

"Luo Daoyou, what are you doing here! You disregard the high order and force the thunderstorm forcibly. Even if you can successfully survive the thunderstorm, you will become the enemy of the entire cultivation world. The senior Fucang will never let you go. of!"

"Ma Dayou need not say more. Chapter 446, Lei Jie, who has no disease, has nothing to do, and Dao You just keeps the law. Here is the depth of Xu Yunze. We will leave immediately after we complete the thunder. . Isn't Fucang everywhere? How could he catch us? "The monk of the gray robe with the surname Luo was clinging on his face.

Did not find the white shirt "Madao You" eyes ashamed.

Fairyland. Thunder pool.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Silhouettes flickered. Agaly, Hefa Tongyan, a crane staffer holding a iron cane, and a deer sword spirit carrying a long sword stood side by side. Under them, he was a monk with an extremely fat body, like a meat bun.

At this time, all four were watching the black gas waves in the thunder pool, watching a whirlpool slowly forming.

The faces flashed with joy, followed by a slightly disappointed expression.

"It looks like it's just an ordinary monk monk who has been promoted to become a **** of thunder ...".......

The crane staffer snorted with a cold look on his face.

"It is true that the practice world cannot be compared with the ancient times, but it was not so uncomfortable in the past." Agaly said pointedly.

"Oh? What does the master mean?" Crane Staff asked.

"There is no need for the monk to say anything, if Huanhuan and Bi Wang were able to return successfully, everything would be clear," said Agalu's face impassively.

"not good!"

Aside, the deer sword spirit, carrying a long sword and two meat bales on his bald head, suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the rolling Thunderchi, and their faces changed.

In the rumbling sky, the dark black clouds were getting lower and lower, as if the entire sky had fallen.

"Thunderstorm! Hahaha ... Thunderstorm finally arrived!"

"I Luo has been practicing hard for thousands of years, and finally wants to see the true chapter!"

Luo always looked up at the sky, laughed loudly, and the robe on his body agitated.

Huh!

A top-level defensive magic weapon swelled up against the wind and turned into a mill-size shield blocking Luo Xiang's head.

With this heavy defense, Luo has always been more confident.

"Hum! Don't live!"

Suddenly, a cold snoring made Luo always fall like an ice cave, and the elation just now completely disappeared.

Huh!

The figure flickered, and a small figure appeared not far away.

This figure, just over three feet tall, looks like a boy, but when Luo always saw this figure, his face changed suddenly, and he stopped at once.

Gnome boy. This small figure is exactly the pygmy boy subdued by Fu Cang.

Immediately afterwards, Luo always exclaimed, and looked at the "Madao You" full of angry eyes.

"Magu! You despicable man, I have a life-saving favor for you, and I promise you a quasi-immortal instrument, in return, you betray me?"

At this time, Luo never knew where it was going.

"You act stubbornly, don't listen to advice, and you want to bring disaster to the whole cultivation world, I will not tolerate you. Your life-saving grace to me was paid off in the past 500 years .

"Magu retorted immediately.

"Villain! Despicable!" Ma Gu cursed arrogantly.

"Hum! I don't know repentance!" The gnome boy snorted, and the mana in his hand condensed, a law seal, headed towards Ma Guyin.

Ma Gu's hand was determined, and the shield originally blocked by his head immediately changed his direction and hid in front of him.

Huh!

That seal of law is exactly on the shield.

In the sound of the explosion, the huge impact of the shield drove Magu to throw it away.

"My husband has nothing to repent! The limit is approaching, it is not easy to break through the barrier, and there is a chance to be promoted to God, but you are not letting me cross the thunder ... Instead of waiting for Shou Yuan to exhaust and fall, it is better to fight hard "The horse was smashed by the shield, but he still screamed blood.

"Since you're so obsessed, then you die!"

The gnome boy's eyes flickered.

Mana fluctuates in his hand, mace offering.

In the buzzing tremor, countless mace nails broke away from the rod, turned into a stream of mansions, and blasted towards Magu.

Click!

The peak defensive magic weapon had been hit just now, and the light was dim. Now, a series of streamers hit the next crisp sound, and the shield immediately burst.

The mace, however, is still intact and continues lasing.

Puff puff!

In the tragic sound, Ma Gu was immediately stabbed into a blood gourd.

call out!

A streamer flashed, and a Yuan baby was about to be taken away. The dwarf boy naturally would not give him a chance, and a French seal was in his hand.

Huh!

Without mercy, he blasted the Yuan infant directly.

The whole process is complicated to describe, but the speed of the monk's action is only a short time.

With the fall of Ma Gu, the clouds gradually began to disperse in the sky.

"This.,." What's going on? Is this monk so poor that he didn't even get through the first wave of thunderstorms? "The crane sticker's expression was unbelievable.

Although thunderstorms are dangerous, the general dangers are reflected in the middle and late stages of thunderstorms.

Because the power of thunderstorms has multiplied over time.

As for the early thunderstorms, the power is not great. Even if a human monk has no treasures, as long as he can cultivate to this point, with his strength, he can carry the first wave of thunderstorms.

Of course, there are special circumstances, that is, those monks were in danger and seriously injured before crossing the robbery.

Could it be said that everyone's luck is so bad, waiting for hundreds of years, waiting for such a thunderstorm?

In a word, Agaly broke everyone's conjecture.

"No! Impossible! Thunder robbery hasn't started at all, even the first thunderbolt is just in the making."

"hiss"

In this words, both the Crane Staff and the Deer Sword Spirit took a breath of air. Several people looked at each other with anxiety in their eyes.

"Thunderstorms have begun to dissipate before they come. There is only one situation, that is,". "Those who are about to cross the sky have fallen away! So, the only thunderstorm in these centuries is to end without disease. Two bare bales on the sword's head reflected the light slightly.

"Huanhuan and Bi Wang have failed!" Hezhangke said in a calm tone, but his lips were slightly squeezed, but he betrayed his heart.

After such a long time, not only did Huanhuan and Bi Wang not return, they did not even return any news. With the wisdom of a few people, the problem can be seen naturally.

"Bushken! Your good apprentice!" The Crane Staff suddenly turned and stared at the fat monk next to him.

The latter immediately showed a respectful look: "The ancestors are angry! The younger generation is willing to go down to the world and exterminate those who are unlawful in the cultivation world."

Bushkin's fat face trembled. Although he was reluctant to take risks, the ancestors and other people discussed the matter, but called him a little golden fairy, without having to ask what it meant.

At this time, he naturally had to cooperate with the ancestor, otherwise, he would definitely be miserable more than ten times.

"Okay! Now that you have this request, the old man naturally can't help it. Be prepared, wait for the opportunity, and be ready for the Nether at any time." The crane staffer then showed a satisfied expression and nodded.

Have this requirement?

Buschken immediately felt a defamation in his heart, but he still kept a respectful expression on his face, and did not dare to reveal even a little dissatisfaction.

"Perhaps, the situation in the cultivation world is much worse than we thought." At this time, Agalu spoke again.

"Oh? What does the master mean?" Hezhang Ke asked.

"Doesn't a few people think that now that this thunderstorm is gone, it will dissipate. Is everything a coincidence?"

After Agaly had finished speaking, his gaze flickered over several people.

"Master's point, the self-cultivation world has taken precautions and is deliberately controlling thunderstorms?" Hezhangke asked back.

"That's right!

The monk is in charge of the Thunder Pool, and I am familiar with the rules of Thunder Pool operation. The number of thunderstorms in the last few hundred years is definitely problematic. "Said Acarut.

"Heng! The old man still doesn't believe it, can they control all the thieves of the high-ranking monks and prevent them from crossing the thunder?" Lu Jianling snorted.

"If that's the case, we would save energy and do nothing. It wouldn't take thousands of years for those in the cultivation world to consume themselves." The Crane Staff also said.

"Not perfect! Not perfect! There is always something wrong with the monk's heart." "Choose the opportunity! Say no, some of us will go down in person to be good."

"Are we going to the lower bound? The master is kidding? The barriers against this interface are different according to their strength. If you and I exist, if you want to go to the lower boundary, you will be absolutely terrified. The fierce danger is bigger than Zhenxian and Jinxian. I do n’t know how much bigger it is. It ’s better to give these things to Buschken. A fragmented cultivation world can still produce a stronger existence than Buschken? "

A word from Crane Staff, Bushken only wanted to scold his father.

Do you know the danger of anti-phasing power on the interface, don't I know it?

However, on the surface, he must be extremely respectful and authentic: "The ancestor said very much, the little realm of the true world, the lower world of the younger is enough."

"That's good! We will give more treasures to the Nether. Be careful everywhere. If this fails, we can no longer hesitate." In the latter part, it was Agaly to the Crane Staff and the Deer Sword Spirit. People say.

The latter two glanced at each other and nodded.

In their hearts, was it a little uneasy.

A mountain is like Optimus Prime.

The blossoming white clouds are not at the mountainside, but seem to be at the foot of the mountain.

call out!

A streamer rushed quickly from a distance. As we approached the foot of the mountain, we suddenly changed direction and came straight up.

Huh!

The wind was whizzing straight through the clouds. It's fast, rubbing against the surrounding air, generating light and heat, as if the entire body is wrapped in a stream of fire.

Seeing the rapid rise of the high mountains along this sky.

Finally, the Optimus Prime Mountains are getting thinner and thinner, the scenery in front of them has changed, and the peaks of the mountains are a huge platform.

Tart!

The streamer was transformed into a human figure, and his feet fell to the ground.

Knotted muscles, tall and burly, a disheveled long hair like a savage, but also gives a very powerful visual impact ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fujimoto!

This person is simply Fujito!

However, he is not a stone sculpture now, but a flesh and blood.

In front of him, in the center of the mountain platform, a bright light wrapped around it, a giant axe suspended in the air and slowly rotated.

But when I saw this huge axe with several clips, the axe blade was sharp, the whole axe body was blue, and many strange runes were carved up and down.

These runes are very shallowly carved, making the whole axe look antique and more majestic.

Next to this sharp axe, Fujibayashi sat cross-legged, eyes closed.

Streams of light projected from the forehead of Fujibayashi and poured into the streamer that wrapped the sharp axe. Then, there was another streamer, turning back from the streamer enclosing the sharp axe, and returning to the forehead of the vine.

This goes back and forth, forming a cycle.