Zombie Evolution

After inspecting the bag, Zhang Yang swept away again, reaching out and pulling out a small black bottle from Wang Yao's body.

I opened it and smelled it, a light breath came on.

Zhang Yang hesitated a little, dripping a drop, did not dare to drip directly into the eyes, but carefully applied to the eyelids.

With a faint flash of blue awns, Zhang Yang only felt that his vision suddenly became clearer than ever before, and all the surrounding scenes could be seen clearly.

"Wow! What kind of spirit water is this? It's too bad, right? A drop can restore my vision?"

Zhang Zhangyang was excited.

Since becoming a zombie, although I can see things at night, I usually see things dimly, which is really unpleasant. Later, although I cultivated the consciousness, on the one hand the range of consciousness was only about 100 meters; on the other hand, I looked at things with my eyes This is not the same as the experience of scanning information with divine knowledge.

Hagiwara thought this was the case in her life, now her vision has suddenly recovered, and her heart is so happy!

I looked away, and the verdant green mountains were picturesque, as if they would never look enough.

"This fairyland is so **** beautiful! Compared with here, the mountains and rivers in the original world are garbage dumps!"

Zhang Yangyang sighed.

After a while, Zhang Yang's excited face slowly cooled down.

Because he found that the effectiveness of Lingshui was slowly decreasing, and his vision gradually became blurred.

Have been obscure before and didn't feel anything, now I have seen things clearly for a while, I just used to enjoy, but I was beaten back to the original shape, and the huge gap, the pain in my heart!

"Hey! Let me just say! How can there be such a thing against the sky ... or, even if there is such a thing against the sky, how can it be on a small person like Wang Yao."

"I don't know what kind of spirit water it is, but after rubbing it, it seems that the eyesight can be greatly increased during the validity period. Not only can it be seen more clearly, it can be seen farther, but it can also be seen through the invisible charm-ah! People in black rely on this only to see me hiding behind the walls of Dongfu and let the sneak attack plan fail. "

只是 "I just don't know, how will this kind of spiritual water work if it is wiped for a long time? Will it let the eyes evolve in essence?"

"I don't ask too much, just need to restore the eyesight of ordinary people. If you can see the invisibility naturally, it is better."

"Unfortunately, there is only such a small bottle, no experiment can be done."

Zhang Yang sighed and put the small black bottle in the storage bag. He did not have much hope for more spiritual water.

After all, Zhang Yang was looking at Wang Yao's painful expression when using Lingshui. It shows that this thing is very precious, and getting a small bottle is already a piece of luck.

Uh ...

"Oh? Why don't several other men in black have any bags? That's too strange!"

"Did they mix too badly?"

Zhang Zhangyang inspected several other men in black, but only found a small amount of spirit stones and some low-level runes from his arms. He didn't find the bag. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He didn't know, if these men in black could still hear him, I'm afraid I had to live up and jump up to find him desperately.

Holding bags is also more valuable in the field of self-cultivation.

的 Ancient schools such as the Sheshan School, accumulated over the millennium, can only equip disciples inside. Even Yin Yin Taoist Ming and the top outstanding disciples of that kind of door did not mix in the bag.

Although the Puerer's Gate is a prestigious evil faction, they attach more importance to the blood coffin. Some space materials are all used by martial arts to make blood coffins.

Therefore, only Wang Yao among these black people has a bag for holding things, which is normal.

Zhang Yang complained repeatedly in her heart, feeling that she had lost a lot of money. On the hand, he kept putting things into Wang Yao's bag.

At present, Zhang Yang has a total of three storage bags and a large number of blood coffins.

What makes Zhang Yang more depressed is that the blood coffin can be put in the bag, but the bag can't be put in other bags.

Fortunately, the bag is not large, only the size of two slaps, carried on the back, hidden in clothes, it is not a problem, and it is not obvious.

But the number of blood coffins is a little more than eight.

Although the blood coffin is also not large, it only looks more than one foot long. But if you put them all in the bag, it will slowly support the bag and everything else won't fit.

Zhang Yang picked out the blood coffins of Wang Yao, Zhang Jun, and Zhao Dalu, and mounted the seventh-level zombies, the sixth-level zombies, and the other two fifth-level zombies.

Then put these three blood coffins into the storage bag.

As for the remaining ones, they found a place and buried it. If you have a chance later, you can take it out.

Of course, these blood coffins, Zhang Yang, are not very eye-catching. At present, they are not intended to come back for them.

After packing everything, Zhang Yang entered Dongfu and looked at the Yinquan. Although he was overwhelming in his heart, he knew that he had to give up temporarily.

Wu Yinquan's attraction to corpse repair is simply too great.

Zhang Yang learned from the conversations of Wang Yao and others that they had informed the martial arts. The elite of the Skeleton Gate may come at any time.

If Zhang Yang stays here, he will definitely be caught by others to make a zombie 傀儡.

Greed is life-threatening! Although Yinquan is good, it must be enjoyed by life.

I want to know this reason, Zhang Yang can't wait to leave now.

Alas, the sun was shining outside. There weren't many tens of meters near the entrance of the cave. The wind was soaring and the sun was dim; but as long as it was far away, it would not work.

Zhang Yang was so anxious that he could only press down and lie down in the coffin, rest while practicing and recovering.

Two hours passed, the sun went down, and Zhang Yang's condition has also been adjusted to the best.

I walked out of the cave and looked back, Zhang Yang secretly vowed:

"Mortar Gate! Forced Lao Tzu to abandon his homeland! Hum! When Lao Tzu becomes stronger one day, he must kill your mountain gate, destroy your martial arts, and recapture Yinquan!"

"Moreover, from now on, the mortuary gate is Lao Tzu's deadly enemy! Don't let me run into the disciples of the mortal corporal who have fallen in the future. Once they meet, I will hide if I ca n’t beat them; if they ca n’t, the women will be the first , Rape, queen, kill, and then **** blood; men always **** blood directly-no! Men need to be chicken, rape, kill, and then **** blood! "

"Quack! Dare to grab Lao Tzu's stuff, Lao Tzu and you endlessly! Let's endlessly die!"

Zhang Yang smiled evilly, and the face that was already blue-faced and fangs became even more embarrassing ~ www.readwn.com ~ The Refined Corpse Gate—an ancient school that has been passed down for thousands of years, and a well-known evil cult in the cultivation world—— I would never have imagined that a small zombie who had inadvertently offended today would kill their entire martial arts in the near future.

Uh ...

第三 On the third day after Zhang Yang's departure, a stream of light cut through the sky and headed straight over the U-shaped valley.

I saw it clearly before my eyes, and it turned out that a black-bearded old man in a black robe was riding a flying sword; behind him was a thin middle-aged man. Behind each of them was a small coffin more than a foot long, carrying their identities.

Able to fly with imperial sword, this is a means that monks can only have during the foundation period. In other words, this old man with black beard is at least a monk.

In just a few days, a monk in the base period came over, which is enough to illustrate the importance attached to Yinquan.

"It should be this valley without a doubt. I just don't know what happened to Wang Yao. They didn't contact us all day and night and did not report the situation of Yinquan to Shimen." The old man with black beard was agitated.

"No matter what the situation, there is a master who can do it in person, it will definitely be solved." The skinny middle-aged man complimented with a charming smile.

If Zhang Yang is here, he will laugh—this mortuary gate really has a tradition of making flattery!

However, now the old man with black beard obviously has no mood to enjoy this horse fart, but has lowered the flying sword and started to fly above the valley.

Uh ...

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