"Liang Xing!?" Zhang Xiuyang was confused when he heard this name. How could there be Liang Xing here? Isn't he in the Zhu Mansion!?

He looked at the old man, and his face did look a bit like Liang Xing. No wonder he felt familiar as soon as he saw him.

The old man lying on the ground was a little surprised when he heard the name Liang Xing. He frowned and thought for a while, then murmured to himself: "Liang Xing...this seems to be my name.

..”

After a few snaps of his fingers, the old man's body trembled suddenly, "I am Liang Xing, I... I was a practitioner... By the way, I am a practitioner!" There was ecstasy in his tone, but

As soon as he saw the tall figure next to him, the excitement that was just born was immediately suppressed by him.

He knelt down in front of the corpse mandrill, his body trembling and shouted: "Sir, please give me your instructions! Liang Xing..."

The mandrill pressed his huge palm on Liang Xing's head, then he nodded and said a few words, "Do you want to go out?"

Liang Xing's body shook suddenly. He raised his head and said expectantly, "I want to..." But then he realized something was wrong and immediately changed his words, "Oh... I don't want to... I don't want to..."

"Let them take over for you and you can go out."

Zhang Xiuyang was furious, "I won't be trapped here even if I die!" After saying that, he picked up Song Xin and ran away.

Mandrill didn't say anything, but watched quietly as he hugged Song Xin and disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, Zhang Xiuyang came to the wooden house again carrying Song Xin on his back.

"Ah!? It's back again!" Zhang Xiuyang also discovered the wooden house and the mandrill. He hurriedly stopped, turned around and ran away.

The mandrill still didn't give chase.

After a while, he saw Zhang Xiuyang emerging from the darkness again. Liang Xing laughed: "Hahaha, if I could escape, would I still be trapped here for forty-eight years?"

Zhang Xiuyang's face turned pale, but he turned around and rushed into the darkness without hesitation.

Mandrill looked at it for a while, seemed to feel tired, and said: "Liang Xing, your shackles have been removed, you can go out after you capture them."

Liang Xing was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly, saying "Thank you, sir!"

Then Liang Xing felt a pain in his lower abdomen, a feeling of nausea came over him, and he vomited out a black blood mass before he could hold it back.

As soon as the black blood mass hit the ground, Liang Xing felt a long-lost feeling. This was the feeling of spiritual energy running in the body!

"I recovered! Ah!" Liang Xing felt ecstatic in his heart. He really wanted to shout out, but found that the mandrill had disappeared without knowing it.

"As long as they come back here again, I will catch them myself!"

After a while, Zhang Xiuyang ran back again. Liang Xing was overjoyed and shouted: "Don't leave!" In the past forty-eight years, this was the closest he had been to freedom!

Liang Xing's eyes were red, and he suddenly rushed to Zhang Xiuyang and grabbed his neck.

Zhang Xiuyang was shocked and stepped back, narrowly avoiding Liang Xing's hand. He saw that his eyes were red, like a wild beast.

"You stay here so I can get out!" Liang Xing roared and rushed over again.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Xiuyang was furious, swiping his palm in front of him, and three golden fist talismans shot out of the wind, turning into three huge fists in mid-air. Liang Xing didn't even dodge, and struck three times with his palm.

Next, the three golden fists were instantly beaten into powder.

Liang Xing rushed out of the gold powder, but saw Zhang Xiuyang trying to escape into the darkness again.

"Don't leave!" Seeing Zhang Xiuyang trying to escape again, Liang Xing roared and chased after him.

Seeing Liang Xingzhui

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As they got closer, Zhang Xiuyang threw out the talisman in his hand as if for free. For a moment, ice crystals, flames, thunder and lightning, and various talismans exploded between the two of them. Liang Xing was quickly injured by the talisman on his face.

The upper skin was burnt black, but the red eyes still followed closely.

"This Liang Xing seems to be better than the one outside!" After this fight, Zhang Xiuyang had already noticed the opponent's strength. He was at least a Qi practitioner, but he had neglected to practice for many years.

His abilities have deteriorated a lot, so Zhang Xiuyang can barely cope with it.

"Boy, I advise you to come back and accept your fate. You can't escape, and no one here can escape." Liang Xing was shocked by the talisman and his mouth was full of blood. He screamed miserably, as if he was a madman.

Since Zhang Xiuyang was still carrying Song Xin on his back, he could not move any faster, and was gradually caught up by Liang Xing. After a while, he actually ran back to the front of the wooden house.

"Damn it, let's fight!" Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Zhang Xiuyang leaned Song Xin against the wall of the wooden house. Then he took out the defensive talisman and slapped it hard on his body. With a snap of his fingers, his body was covered with seven or eight layers of protection.

At this time, Liang Xing also emerged from the darkness and looked at Zhang Xiuyang with a sneer.

"What, why don't you run away now?"

Zhang Xiuyang took this opportunity and took a picture of the Thunder Talisman on his iron rod.

Liang Xing bared his teeth and said with a dark smile: "Waiting here while reeling, someone will always come in to replace you! As long as you live here for thirty years, you will only be fifty when you leave. For practitioners, isn't fifty?

In your prime, is there a time when you can do a lot?"

"Bah! I won't wait here like you, young master!" Zhang Xiuyang shouted angrily.

"Then I'll make you give up!" Liang Xing laughed, and his figure shot out and turned into a shadow. Zhang Xiuyang felt his eyes blurred, and he was punched heavily in the face, and a ball of golden powder suddenly exploded.

open.

"One punch broke my golden armor!" Zhang Xiuyang's horror at this time far exceeded the pain.

"Hehe." Just when he was frightened, a sinister laugh came from behind him. He suddenly looked back and saw that Liang Xing was squeezing Song Xin's neck.

"Okay, if you move again, I will strangle him to death."

Zhang Xiuyang froze, "You...shameless! Shameless!"

"Hey, you have been waiting here for forty-eight years, so you don't care about shame." Liang Xing suddenly glared, "Take the spell away from me! Otherwise, I will strangle him to death!"

Zhang Xiuyang said quickly: "You act too slowly. If you kill him, that 'adult' will also be unhappy!"

This sentence indeed made Liang Xing's face change slightly, and his hands couldn't help but relax.

At this time, Song Xin opened his eyes.

Liang Xing felt numb in Yintang, and a heartbreaking pain exploded in his head. He covered his head and screamed in pain on the ground. Song Xin looked at Zhang Xiuyang and stretched out his hand, "Come here quickly!"

Zhang Xiuyang understood this and rushed to Song Xin's side, grabbing his hand.

"Empty your mind and don't resist in the sea of ​​consciousness!" Song Xin whispered. Although Zhang Xiuyang didn't know why, he still did it.

"Destroy my sea of ​​consciousness, and you will all die!" The pain made Liang Xing furious. He was about to regain his freedom, but his sea of ​​consciousness was destroyed by a kid. He pounced on Song Xin and Zhang like a wild beast.

Xiuyang.

"Bang!" The sound of broken boards was accompanied by a burst of dust, and half of Liang Xing's body crashed into the wooden house. Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang disappeared.

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Zhang Xiuyang looked curiously at the wonderful world in front of him.

There are mountains like harps, waterfalls like strings, and a small town hidden in the greenery at the foot of the mountains, which is like a fairyland. My sect has already

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It made him feel beautiful, but when he got here, he realized that he was a frog in the well.

"Where am I!?" Zhang Xiuyang was in a daze for a while, thinking that this was another harmful illusion.

"You are in my little universe." Song Xin said feebly. "Help me up."

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Xiuyang hurriedly helped Song Xin sit up and carefully looked at his chest. At this time, the black corpse aura had become the size of an egg and was slowly squirming.

"I can't use spiritual energy anymore, but fortunately the sea of ​​consciousness can still function. I just used the divine consciousness technique to destroy his sea of ​​consciousness, although the method was not so fair." Song Xin showed a smile.

"Haha, that kind of person is not worthy!" Zhang Xiuyang laughed.

While she was talking, Xiaoyu hurried over with her ghost soldiers. When she saw Zhang Xiuyang, a trace of surprise flashed across her face, and then she smiled.

Zhang Xiuyang was shocked when he saw them. There were actually people here. But when he took a closer look, he realized that the people behind Xiaoyu were not living people at all, but puppets.

Xiaoyu came over, smiled at Zhang Xiuyang and said, "Xiuyang, thank you for saving Song Xin."

"Xiaoyu, you stay here on weekdays. You actually have such a wonderful treasure!"

Xiaoyu didn't seem to mean to explain the origin of the treasure to him, "We found this accidentally."

Zhang Xiuyang nodded and said: "Being able to keep you company is also a sign of Song Xin's deep blessings. If I get the Qiankun treasure, I won't tell anyone about it. These treasures are very popular now. However, this is really

It’s so enviable.”

Xiaoyu said half-jokingly: "Then don't tell anyone?"

"That's natural. If you don't believe it, I can make an oath."

Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction, "It doesn't have to be like this. Song Xin allows you to come in, which shows that he believes in you, so I believe in you too."

She slowly loosened her hand. At first, she was surprised that Song Xin would let Zhang Xiuyang in. The secret of the treasure bottle was her and Song Xin's biggest reliance. If Zhang Xiuyang had any other ideas, she would immediately do it.

The killer removes the hidden danger, and even if Song Xin is blamed, she will admit it.

"Can you do anything about Song Xin's injury?" Zhang Xiuyang asked again.

"The corpse energy has been trapped in his chest by my soul power, and I can only let him slowly dissolve it on his own. This corpse mandrill's accumulated corpse energy is very powerful, and Song Xin's current cultivation level cannot resist it."

"Accumulating Corpse Qi!?" Zhang Xiuyang's expression changed. He once heard his master say that once a corpse cultivator has developed Corpse Accumulating Qi, he will use him to slowly assimilate the true Qi in his body. This process can take as short as ten years.

Eight years is a long period of several decades. Once completed, the corpse cultivator's skill and body will be dozens or even hundreds of times stronger. With a casual blow, the corpse can be resurrected and become a slave driven by oneself.

If a practitioner switches to corpse cultivation, he will have to assimilate the spiritual core in his body, and this process will be even longer. If there is no Small Universe treasure that can delay time, I am afraid that it will not be completed by the time he dies.

Zhang Xiuyang thought of this and asked in surprise: "Could it be that the small universe that trapped us just now is the dojo used by corpse cultivators to practice?"

Xiaoyu nodded, "If it weren't for the accumulated corpse energy in that corpse mandrill, I wouldn't have thought of this. That is a corpse mandrill that is at least hundreds of years old, and it is definitely not something that ordinary corpse cultivators can control."

Zhang Xiuyang's back felt cold when he heard this, "Wouldn't it mean that we can't get out either?"

Xiaoyu said: "Since it is Small Universe, there is naturally a way to crack it."

"Ah!? What can I do?" Zhang Xiuyang was surprised at first, and then showed an ecstatic expression.
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