Zombie Evolution

"I didn't expect that the first person I met would be you."

Zhang Yang's face was also smiling.

"Very good! For thousands of years, I have been looking for you, just eager to fight you again, and now meeting you is just for us to fight."

Sambo's hand lifted, the bright light flickered, Sambo's sword had been sacrificed, and the battle was full of ambition.

"Oh? Are you able to crack my time flow?" Zhang Yang made a conscious move, and Fu Cang sword sacrifice. Asked curiously.

The last time he defeated Sambo, he relied on two avatars to dispatch at the same time, and then, using the talented supernatural powers, the flow of time was unexpected, and he only cut off Sambo's arm.

"Yes! The master has given me treasures. Now, I am not afraid that your time is running slowly, you should be careful." Sambo nodded.

Zhang Yang's heart was a little stunned, but on the surface it was the same.

Jiuying turned out to be so powerful?

If this talented miraculous time lapse fails to deal with Jiuying, Zhang Yang is very understandable and has this mental preparation. However, Jiuying just gave a treasure, so that the three treasures did not fear the slow flow of time, which was too terrifying.

"Shaping avatars, moving instantaneously, time passing slowly ... you are the one I've met who knows the most talented people besides the master. You are strong! So even if you are only half-step stiff now, and I have Turn the cultivation of God, but I will not feel guilty for it. You, I deserve to give it my all, let us let it go! "

Sambo was staring at Zhang Yang, and Sambo groaned in his hand.

Hum--

Fu Cang Jian was also groaned when he was stimulated.

Three Swords, Fucang Swords ... In ancient times, Jiuying and Fucang used to hold this magical soldier freely.

The spirits of these two soldiers also have high fighting spirits.

In this case, Zhang Yang has no possibility of evasion at all.

Not to mention Zhang Yang didn't want to avoid anything.

"All right! You have to be careful. I have gained something in these thousands of years. If you look at it from the previous war, then this victory will belong to me!"

Zhang Yang smiled on her face, seeming to remind the other party that she was actually fighting off the other's fighting spirit.

"Then let's see who can win and lose!"

Sambo drank the long knife in his hand and shot it suddenly.

Zhang Yang had also been ready for a long time, and in the hands of Fu Cang Jian groaned lightly, the blue sword-horse rose up like a horse.

boom!

The two immortals struck with all their strength, and the violent shock wave exploded. A mountain peak on the ground was suddenly overturned and rocks were scattered.

"Hahaha ... Happily! You really have fully grasped Fucang sword! This is interesting! Happily!"

Instead of worrying about Zhang Yang's strength, Sambo laughed.

The sound of the impact of the two shots of the fairy is one after another, like a long tremor, ringing the world.

The nearby monsters and birds were frightened, and one by one they rushed and fled wildly.

Some are affected. In the face of huge shock waves, these mighty monsters have fragile tofu. They are crushed as soon as they touch, and blood is mixed with mud splashing.

"come on!"

Sambo screamed.

Crackling!

But seeing Sambo's body, there was a sound of crisp sounds, just like fried beans. With this voice, Sambo's body suddenly pulled up half a bit, and the already burly body became thicker.

"My transformation can increase my strength several times. Zhang Daoyou must be careful!"

Sambo reminded. Sure enough, his breath also skyrocketed with the transformation process, and the blade of the long knife in his hand became brighter.

"Roar--"

Zhang Yang growled, flipped his hands and took out several small black bottles, flicked his fingers, "clicked", the corks popped open, and then raised his head to pour everything in the small black bottles into his mouth.

At the same time, "swallowing" exercises are unfolding.

call--

Zhang Yang's body seemed to be inflated, getting bigger and bigger. The original height of Zhang Yu, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly grew to two Zhang Yu.

The muscles knotted in the whole body are like the roots of an old tree. The sharp minions and the sloppy faces are like a powerful god.

"You ... Do you know how to transform?" Sambo was obviously surprised.

"Oh! Now we're leveled again." Zhang Yang smiled strangely.

"Okay! You're giving me more and more surprises!"

"Well! There will be bigger surprises waiting for you."

Zhang Yang laughed strangely, his body flickered, and he disappeared in place. The next moment--

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Four silhouettes flashed, appearing on all sides of the three treasures.

The first one, with the green awns flashing in his hand, and constant throughput, was holding the Fukang sword.

The second one is a long black tadpole in the hand, the face is not visible, the black smoke billows, and in the thick smoke, one by one, the faint souls are faintly visible, and the sound of the ghost crying wolf has disturbed the soul, and the power is visible One spot.

The third, a long knife in his hand, although the light does not flash, but the strong breath is undoubtedly a fairy.

This long knife is naturally the fairy handle that Zhang Yang obtained after beheading Miao Wolf. With Zhang Yang's half-strength strength, it is not yet possible to recognize the master. At that time, I was able to recognize Fu Cang Jian, but also because of the battle with the Three Treasures, the weapon of the Three Treasure Swords inspired the vitality of the sword of the V Cang Sword, and then Zhang Zhang picked up a bargain.

However, although he did not recognize the Lord, the power of this fairy can not be underestimated.

The fourth, with his hands empty, stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes gazing at Sambo.

Each of these four figures has the strength of Zhang Yang's body.

This is the new battle method invented by Zhang Yang after the battle with Miao Wolf. The talent supernatural avatar is brought to the extreme.

With this split, each of the splits has 90% strength of the body, and for Zhang Yang, who has many treasures, each one can play an extremely powerful battle with the treasure.

Zhang Yang even had a plan to collect ten fairy wares in the future. When performing the avatar technique, the ten avatars each held the faucet, and even if they were several times more powerful than themselves, they would probably end up drinking hate.

However, the number of avatars, and how long the avatars can last, are affected by the strength of the consciousness.

Zhang Yang can differentiate up to ten avatars at most, but if he really differentiates ten avatars, he will not be able to persist for a long time with his consciousness, and will fall apart.

Now that the four avatars are divided, it has been felt that the consumption of consciousness is extremely fierce, as if the flood had broken the bank.

"Talented, avatar?" Sambo's face changed slightly.

Zhang Yang is also slightly discolored. I really didn't expect that Sambo could see his magical power at a glance. These old monsters with ages really couldn't be underestimated.

"Yes! It's avatar. Now let's continue the battle!"

As soon as the words fell, three Zhang Yangs launched an attack at the same time. Fucang Jianjian was like a blue match; Wan Demon fluttered, gray and black mist filled with ghosts crying, and the sword was ordinary, but the forest was cold and cold. People know that as long as they are hit, there is absolutely no reason to be spared.

At the same time as the three treasures regressed, the long knife in his hand flashed fiercely, picking up an arc, and he was going to split towards the three treasures.

It was precisely this crucial moment, but seeing Zhang Yang's final avatar in the hands of a final decision.

Hum--

A rhythm of shock, talent magical time slowly spread out!

However, when seeing the fluctuations near Sambo, Sambo's chest was extremely dazzling and flashing, and the shock that slowed the flow of magical power that day was immediately broken.

Huh!

A burst of bangs, but at the same time as the **** sword opened the Arkura sword, and blocked the long knife, the remaining knife gas was immersed in the thick black mist of Wan Demon, and a burst of firecracker-like explosions immediately.

Although Sambo blocked this series of attacks, it was obviously very strenuous. His face began to look ugly, knowing that it would be inevitable to fall.

Zhang Yang naturally saw this situation clearly, and was not in a hurry, and was about to launch a second wave of attack

Suddenly, a warning signal rose, and the negative avatar immediately shifted and disappeared in place.

咻咻 咻咻 ——

Dozens of Jinmang flashed in the place where the avatar disappeared.

Huh!

When the avatar flashed out dozens of miles away, the dozens of Jinmang also appeared exactly.

Puff puff!

Each golden mang stabs into the avatar, just like breaking through a piece of paper, tearing a large opening on the avatar, dozens of jinmang, instantly tearing that avatar completely into a fly ash , Disappeared into the air.

A figure slowly emerged, fighting with Sambo, with a smile on his face:

"Well, Sambo, all said you don't want to capsize in the gutter, why you almost lost your life?"

"Huh! Wuying, you speak lightly, don't look at Zhang Daoyou's only half stiff practice, but with a supernatural power, Sambo I don't consider it an opponent. If you are interested, you can go up and try." When Sambo saw the emergence of Wuying, she was relieved, but the two of them quarreled when they met. They also snorted and rolled their eyes.

Zhang Yang's heart was a little stunned.

Jiuying's three slaves, Ben Lei San Bao, Maid Ju Wei, and the most mysterious Wuying ... their names once shook the entire world of cultivation.

Unexpectedly, two of the three slaves now appeared in front of themselves at the same time.

Zhang Yang thought he could win against Sambo. Although he has never played against Wuying, Zhang Yang would not fail if he was expected to go it alone.

However, it would be extremely difficult for Zhang Yang to win if the two of them joined together.

Feeling the support of the avatar, each moment is rapidly consumed by the consciousness, Zhang Yang retreats in his heart

"Oh, I don't want to be abused if you can't deal with Ben Lei Sambo. But if you and I join forces, I'm pretty sure today to leave it behind."

Wuying smiled, looking at Zhang Yang, his eyes were cold.

"Go! You and I are rehabilitating in the period of God, so why can't Zhang Yang be half-stepped and stiff, if we still want to join hands, I'm afraid the host's face will be lost by us!" Sambo immediately interrupted without a shadow .

Turn to Zhang Yang Road:

"Zhang Daoyou, Sambo lost to you today, you are convinced that you lost it. You have many means to admire. If you continue to fight, you will fight alone, I'm afraid this life will stay here. I also want to live a little longer, so I can't refuse to help without a shadow. Hmm! "

Sambo nodded his head.

"With the two of us joining hands, Zhang Daoyou can't please you, why not do it today? What do you think Daoyou?"

Sambo said this, making Zhang Yang feel good again, holding his fists:

"It's so good. Then let's leave first."

Zhang Yang maintains the three avatars of the avatar technique, which consumes a lot of consciousness every second, and the delay is greatly detrimental to him. Therefore, there is nothing to say, and he flew away.

咻咻 咻 ——

Three streamers, each with golden wings unfolding, are all extremely fast. It wasn't until thousands of miles away that no one was chasing behind him, and they became one, two into one, accelerated, and disappeared into the sky instantly.

"Just let him go?" Watching Zhang Yang's disappearing shadow, Wuying licked his tongue.

"What else do you want? Is it possible to challenge him to catch up with him?" Sambo asked.

"You ... you don't forget, I'm here to help you." Wuying reached out and shot again on Sambo's head.

"So what? Even if you don't come, it will be easy for the deity to get away." Sambo squeaked hard. In fact, he knew that under the circumstances, he was surrounded by Zhang Yang's four avatars. If he wanted to get away, it would be difficult to get up to the sky. If the other party had a killing intention, I am afraid he would only end up in the sky.

"Hum! I didn't come to save you if I knew this." He hummed silently.

"Zhang Daoyou is related to Fucang's predecessor, and he uses the Fucang sword in his hands. For a strong man like him, if two of us, the monks of God, kill them together, this is an insult to the strong." Said By this time, Sambo's tone had been a little dignified.

Wuying was also a little surprised.

"I'm afraid that if he is allowed to grow up, it will be possible that he will become a master's confidant ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I'm afraid it's not necessarily! Don't forget, the host has been worrying about one thing. "Sambo's face seemed to smile.

"You mean, the strong who came down?" Wuying suddenly remembered something.

"Yes! The master has integrated the resources of the cultivation world. Until now, he has not found the materials needed to restore his strength. If there is a stronger one in the fairy world, someone will have to share it for the master. You and I have insufficient strength And Zhang Daoyou is the most promising candidate. "

Sambo looks bold and bold, but it also has a careful side.

That being said, Wuying naturally understands.

"I hope he won't let us down."

Looking at the direction where Zhang Yang left, Wuying sighed quietly.

For the advent of the fairyland, for them, is a rock that will always be in their hearts.