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Chapter 747 Qingcheng Silver Corpse

"Mr. Zhang, you really made a mistake. You are really hiding it!"

Yun Diewu said with a smile.

Beside her, there was Dongfang Mubai standing.

Aren't his legs already paralyzed...

By the way, there is also a hidden Yun Diewu standing next to her.

In an instant, Zhang Yang understood.

With clouds and butterflies dancing around, what does a mere leg ailment mean?

Dongfang Mubai's life hangs on a thread. As long as she is willing, she can probably bring him back to life.

Besides, although there was something wrong with Dongfang Mubai's leg, it was all because of the bloody power in the garden.

This power was originally caused by the soul possessing Yun Diewu, so she naturally had a way to deal with it.

Dongfang Mubai looked dull at the moment, his eyes were dull, and he didn't have the domineering inherent in the underworld tycoon before.

He was obviously controlled by Yun Diewu's spell.

It's just that Zhang Yang doesn't quite understand.

At this juncture, Yun Diewu reappeared and even brought Dongfang Mubai over. What does it mean?

Zhang Yang knew in his heart that with her level of strength, she would not want to use Dongfang Mubai, an ordinary person, as a shield so that he could use her as a shield.

"What do you want? This is just an ordinary person. Is it necessary to use such methods to deal with him?" Zhang Yang asked sharply.

However, no matter how careful this kind of mind-controlling spell is, it will inevitably cause damage to people's spirits.

Especially since the person possessing Yun Diewu was definitely not a good person, he naturally had no scruples. Needless to say, the harm Dongfang Mubai suffered was even more severe.

"Ordinary people..." Yun Diewu giggled, then his eyes narrowed and he said coldly, "He is not an ordinary ordinary person."

"Isn't it just greed for the wolf's fate?" Zhang Yang sneered, "It's really an attempt to steal the power of the stars and refine the demonic body."

"Huh, Zhang, what if you have insight into the secrets of heaven? Do you have a way to crack it?" Yun Diewu looked provocative.

"Joke! Don't think I don't know. On the surface, your formation does seem to reverse the seven stars and reverse the path of yin and yang, but in fact it simulates the Nine Decline of Heaven and Man to change Feng Shui and earth veins and steal his luck, right?

?As long as I suppress his soul, you won't be able to succeed, right?"

"You..." Yun Diewu's eyes were filled with uncertainty.

Obviously, she never expected that Zhang Yang would really see through her formation tactics.

More importantly, he also found a way to crack it.

No wonder.

This method did not originally exist in this world. The reason why Zhang Yang was able to see through it all relied on the knowledge he inherited in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder by chance.

Of course, the succubus in Yun Diewu doesn't understand these things, and it's normal to not understand them.

Zhang Yang saw a hint of obvious fear in Yun Diewu's eyes, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Although he had seen through the mystery of this innate formation and knew how to break it, it was still a bit difficult for Zhang Yang.

He could not break the formation at the cost of destroying Dongfang Mubai's life and soul, which was tantamount to killing to stop killing, which went against the original intention of acting on behalf of heaven.

The reason why master and uncle don't like to deal with those Taoist people who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality is because they can't stand the style of Taoist hypocrites who ignore the life and death of others in the name of doing justice for heaven.

What he just said was just to scare the succubus.

After a moment of silence, the succubus bit her lips and shook her head gently: "It's really strange. You are obviously a young man in his early twenties, how can you understand these innate skills?! Huh, I want to see your Lushan

True face!" Yun Diewu frowned and stared at Zhang Yang with burning eyes.

At this moment, the aura on her body surged, and countless blood-colored power turned into strands of threads, which stretched straight and spread out quickly.

The cracks were raging, constantly shaking her hair and clothes, making hunting noises.

This agitated momentum combined with the ferocious look on her face was like a demon descending from hell to the world.

After all, Ahu had suffered a strong backlash in the formation just now, and he was already very weak. Under this pressure, he immediately fainted.

Zhang Yang was afraid that he would die because he could not withstand the bloody storm, so with a flick of his finger, a protective spell was printed on his body.

"Hey, your honor is very compassionate. It's a pity that I am also a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. He will eventually be buried for you!"

As she spoke, Yun Diewu's aura became even stronger.

Wave after wave of momentum swept through, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Wisps of bloody power surged out of her body and radiated in all directions.

That depressing feeling is like being at the bottom of the sea, and the huge pressure makes people breathless.

Zhang Yang looked stern and used all his strength to activate the Nine Yang True Fire in his body, building a solid barrier on the surface of his body to block out this terrifying aura.

Although the bloody power cannot get close, the blows hitting the barrier condensed with real fire are still shocking to the mind.

The two of them were in a stalemate for about three minutes, attacking and defending.

Yun Diewu finally felt that she could not subdue Zhang Yang and suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, as if the wind and rain suddenly stopped, the blood-colored power spreading around disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Her face twitched slightly and she said sternly: "My surname is Zhang, we have no enmity in the past and no enmity in the recent past. Why do you have to come here to ruin my good deeds?"

"Hehe, the evil sect is evil and seeks to benefit oneself at the expense of others. It turns out that it is impossible for an ordinary person to do so, causing the destruction of other people's lives. As a member of the Taoist sect, everyone will kill him!" Zhang Yang said with a sneer.

Yun Diewu let out a burst of laughter: "Haha! You say it so grandly. Your so-called Xuanmen righteousness is not a good thing. You have also done a lot of things that are harmful to nature and justice secretly!"

Although what she said was true, Zhang Yang was too lazy to talk to her about it.

Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Yang coldly snorted: "I can't control what other people do, but the young master has a clear conscience. If you are sensible, the young master can pretend that this matter has never happened and let you go. If not, don't blame me.

He is cruel and ruthless, and has ruined your entire cultivation."

"What a joke! Although I can't do anything to you, you can't even think about how I can do anything to you!"

"Then give it a try!" Zhang Yang sneered.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and cast a golden spell, which went straight to the center of Yundiewu's eyebrows.

Bo!

The talisman flew as fast as lightning, and Yun Diewu didn't even have time to move. He only heard a soft sound, and the talisman sank into Yun Diewu's body without any pause.

Yun Diewu was startled and looked at Zhang Yang in horror: "You...what did you do to me?"

"God-killing curse!" Zhang Yang showed a faint smile.

But then, he spit out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

The God-killing Curse that was condensed with true energy consumed Zhang Yang's three successes. At this moment, he only felt dizzy and his limbs were weak. He only relied on a breath of true energy to hold on.

"God-killing curse?! You...who are you, and how do you know this kind of innate curse?!" Yundiewu was horrified and stammered.

"It seems that you are not an ordinary succubus. Not only do you know the Greedy Wolf Jueling Formation, but you have also heard of innate spells such as the God-killing Curse." Zhang Yang's eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to see clearly through Yundiewu's body.

What is the succubus in her body?

"Huh, sir, don't be too happy too early. Do you really think that a castrating version of the innate spell wants to control me?"

As soon as Yun Diewu finished speaking, a burst of pale flames ignited on her body.

As the fire raged, her skin and flesh were quickly devoured by the strange flames.

In just the blink of an eye, only the silver bones with metallic luster were left of the originally beautiful body.

This is……

Silver Corpse Puppet!

Isn't this one of the two flesh puppets refined by the master of Jiulao Cave in Qingcheng Mountain?

Zhang Yang was not familiar with the Silver Corpse Puppet, but he had a three-way relationship with Taoist Master Baimei, the master of Jiulao Cave.

The white-browed Taoist priest has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is more like a Taoist master than his master and uncle.

Zhang Yang once had the urge to become a disciple of this old Taoist.

However, Taoist Master Baimei was not a pedantic person, and actually taught him all the secrets of Jiulao Cave that were not taught.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yang was unable to practice due to his limited strength at that time, so he finally put it aside.

Taoist priest Baimei, even those with higher eyesight than Qing Lingzi and Qing Yunzi, also praised him highly.

Although this man is not a Taoist leader, he is extremely powerful and no one dares to despise him.

He is especially good at puppetry. He even used meteorites to refine two fleshly puppets as companions, namely the gold corpse puppet and the silver corpse puppet.

However, these two puppets are not puppets in the ordinary sense.

They all have their own thoughts and have real flesh and blood, just like real people.

But after the Taoist priest passed away, the gold and silver corpses disappeared.

"What is your relationship with Taoist Baimei, the master of Jiulao Cave in Qingcheng Mountain?" Zhang Yang asked immediately.

"Hey, how do you recognize my senior brother?!"

"I am a disciple of the Danxia Mountain Fu Medicine Sect." Zhang Yang announced his family name.

"Danxia Mountain Fu Medical Sect..." Yin Zhi pondered for a moment, and a ball of silver light suddenly appeared in his empty eyes, and his voice floated from the void, "Is your master Qing Lingzi or Qingyunzi?"

"Master Qingyunzi!"

"No, no, no. You can't even think of deceiving me!" Silver Corpse shook his head, "Although that old guy Qingyunzi is pretty good, he can't hand over a disciple as strong as you. I think your strength is at least as strong as soul casting.

Realm, I think that Qingyunzi can only reach the peak of Dharma Realm."

"Hey, there are no absolutes in everything. Don't you think that a young person is worse than a good person? Who says that a disciple must be inferior to his master?"

"That's true. But even your ancestor, Zhu Sect Fu Doctor, can't possibly understand this innate spell." Yin Zhi still didn't believe it.

"So, you know very well what happens after ascension? Could it be that you failed to survive the disaster in the first place? You should have been hit by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder and wiped out into ashes, but you were lucky enough to leave a trace of your soul behind."

"How do you know so clearly?! Impossible... Impossible... By the way, you must not be the real Zhang Yang. Tell me quickly, who are you?! Could it be that you are incapable of being robbed, and then you possess the remnant soul?

Are you going to survive on this kid?" The silver corpse seemed to be roaring.

"If I told you that I could ascend in the daytime and become an immortal, you would not believe me." Zhang Yang suddenly smiled easily.

Although Zhang Yang didn't know Yin Shi, his uncle Qing Lingzi spoke highly of her.

The silver corpse is very beautiful, and the golden corpse is a match made in heaven.

Moreover, she is extremely caring and has practiced medicine and medicine together with Jin Zhi in Qingcheng Mountain for many years. Many people around her have benefited from her and Jin Zhi's kindness.

If you didn't know her identity, you wouldn't have imagined that she was originally a puppet refined from a piece of pure silver.

But why would Silver Corpse do such a thing?

Zhang Yang felt that he had to figure out the reason first. (To be continued)


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