proud of the sky

Chapter 474 How is it possible
Looking at the busy figures of the crowd, Zhang Muyang sneered and said: "I was in a good mood, but if you insist on coming here to kill yourself, then don't blame me."

Following the actions of these monks, curtains of light rose around Zhang Muyang. Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and looked at it. The law is much stronger than before, but it is only a little stronger. For Zhang Muyang, there is not much difference.

After he glanced at it, he smashed it out fiercely.

"boom!"

As if a crockpot was broken, the light curtain that had just risen shattered under Zhang Muyang's punch, after bursting into the air. Those ruthless people all vomited blood and flew out backwards. After struggling on the ground twice, they were all lifeless.

And just after Zhang Muyang smashed the formation, the remaining monks all displayed their unique skills and attacked Zhang Muyang.In an instant, around Zhang Muyang, all kinds of colorful spells exploded.

The resulting explosion resounded throughout the valley. Those monks who did not participate in the siege due to various reasons all looked sideways, wondering what happened here.

This trip to the ruins has encountered too many accidents. First, the mutual temptation and fighting between the major forces, followed by inexplicable coercion and thunder, followed by the endless sea of ​​skeletons, and now in the nameless valley. There was such a crackling sound again.

Those remaining casual cultivators trembled in all sorts of ways, wishing to stay as far away from this place of right and wrong as possible. When they first entered here, they still had extravagant hopes and fantasies that they could get adventures here, and from then on Diaosi counterattacked Bai Fumei, but the ruthless reality shattered their fantasies cruelly and indifferently.

Perhaps the lucky ones who counterattack because of picking up leaks do exist, but the probability that nothing will happen to them is almost zero, and they have experienced death threats time and time again, so after feeling the crackling sound, they are Go as far as you can, lest you be implicated.

Among these people, there was a beautiful girl who turned her head frequently to look at her. She kept thinking, "Is that you? Brother Zhang Mu."

Zhang Muyang, who was killing someone with a hook, suddenly sneezed. He frowned and rubbed his nose, muttering in his heart, "Who is thinking about me again?"

Now Zhang Muyang is surrounded by corpses. In less than 3 minutes, Zhang Muyang almost killed half of the people who besieged him. Standing among the corpses on the ground, he only felt that he wanted to fight with others. It is getting stronger and stronger.The hands-on action just now can only be regarded as a warm-up for him, and it is not even a warm-up. He barely used his hands and feet. His swordsmanship and Taoism "Nine Turns of Xuan Gong" broke through to the third turn, and he did not use it at all. come out.

"Do you have any more powerful tricks? Let me see too. If you only have this little ability, then none of you will be able to get away today."

The remaining ordinary monks looked at Zhang Muyang, and one of them said: "Zhang Muyang, don't be complacent, you are the one who will die today."

Although Zhang Muyang slaughtered chickens and dogs, nearly half of them were killed, and the formation that he worked so hard for a long time was so vulnerable in front of Zhang Muyang, but they still kept a glimmer of hope in their hearts. This hope and courage, it seems It comes from the bottom of their hearts.It seems to come from this valley again.

"Kasibala, stand up and down..."

Following the mantras of the dressed-up and African indigenous chiefs, finally Zhang Muyang waited for a long time for the big move, and they finally released it.

"Roar!"

A strange roar sounded, and the roar seemed to contain endless killing intent. As the roar became more and more real, a monster slowly walked out of the stone carving they had just carved.

The whole body is pitch black, and its body is huge like an elephant, with a third eye the size of a copper bell on its forehead.

Zhang Muyang looked at the big guy in front of him speechlessly, and couldn't help pinching his nose. He couldn't figure out why these foreigners would play summoning skills as soon as they couldn't beat them. The Dongying people who have fought a few times are also the same, and even the monks from the Yue Kingdom are so boring. Can't they play something new?And every time the things summoned are so ugly, you don't need to look at them to know that they are some kind of proper villains, or the ones who can't survive five hundred words.

"Go ahead and kill him."

Under the control of those African chiefs, the monster roared and rushed towards Zhang Muyang. Zhang Muyang, the person concerned, seemed to have not noticed the aggressiveness and viciousness of this guy. That's enough to crush a tank into a random monster.

Zhang Muyang is so big, except for the impact caused by this monster, there is really no big threat to him. He also has a fetish that restrains the so-called summoned beast. The tentacles left by the queen of the strange insect, and the feathers left by the strange bird that Zhang Muyang hadn't had time to deal with.

You know, although they were stunned by Zhang Muyang, they are still high-level creatures, even in the world of cultivation. The coercion on the bloodline of this life level is the most powerful for these monsters. deadly.Just like the strange snake before, the monster summoned by the comrades of the African chiefs turned back directly after approaching Zhang Muyang for a few meters.

"This... this is impossible! How could he control the gondola?"

Seeing the monster that turned back directly before attacking, several African chief comrades began to yell.They can't figure it out.The monster Gondola, who was invincible in the previous struggle, could even stamped out a monster of the armored team, why was he suddenly controlled by Zhang Muyang, and they didn't even see Zhang Muyang make a move.

"Could he be the real monster? Is he a devil sent from heaven? He is the real master of these monsters. Otherwise, how can I explain this situation?"

This idea is not just what they are thinking, but many monks present are suspicious. With the recovery of spiritual energy and the restart of practice, some things that were once refuted as feudal superstitions will flourish in the world again, especially among monks. Among them, their thinking is more serious.

Not mentioning their outlandish ideas, Zhang Muyang turned his head sideways and looked at a few Dongpu people.

Behind them, a black shadow vaguely appeared, and the spiritual power fluctuations from this black shadow were much stronger than that bullshit gondola just now.

(End of this chapter)