Survival in Uncharted: I Can Raise Reward Levels

"That is to say, there is a high probability that there will be conflicts between my side and the Qinghe Sword Sect, and there may even be a battle... You may encounter trouble soon when you go back..."

Zhang Yang pondered for a while after hearing this, and felt that things had become a little complicated.

But all of this is almost inevitable. He has such a personality, and he is unwilling to bow to Liu Jinhao, who was domineering and asking for protection money before.

"It's just a Qinghe Sword Sect..."

Zhang Yang muttered to himself at this time, thinking about how to deal with the pressure that might come.

"Liu Jinhao, are you sure you can assassinate the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect after you go back?"

At this moment, Zhang Yang thought that he should strike first, let Liu Jinhao go back and kill the most difficult ones, and things would be much easier afterwards.

"Master, I have half to [-]% certainty to assassinate Qin Yuan."

Liu Jinhao thought about it for a while before replying to Zhang Yang.

Since he is essentially the dream worm who is completely loyal to Zhang Yang, his questions about Zhang Yang are based entirely on facts, without any consideration for personal safety.

"The probability of [-]% is too low... This plan is cancelled."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang gave up the plan directly. The reason why he spent so much effort to assimilate Liu Jinhao with the dream worm was because he was strong and young, and his potential stocks were not used as cannon fodder.

"Then what advice do you have for me to deal with the Qinghe Sword Sect?"

He then asked Liu Jinhao.

"Master, I have a plan here. You currently have two dream worms. I can go to the Qinghe Sword Sect to bring you two powerful masters so that you can continue to assimilate."

At this time, Liu Jinhao is essentially the dream worm summoned by Zhang Yang from the dream worm altar. Although he has lost the shape and ability of the dream worm, he still retains the previous memory. There are two more of the same kind in the jar, so this suggestion was made.

"Dividing the opponent's strength...is a way..."

Zhang Yang nodded after listening.

Seeing this, Liu Jinhao continued to analyze the plan for Zhang Yang,

"In the Qinghe Sword Sect, there is a monk who is very strong and proficient in building a mountain-protecting sword formation. I can find a way to bring him back and let you use dream worms to assimilate him, and then let him build a mountain-protecting sword formation. pressure."

"good……"

After listening to Zhang Yang, he felt that Liu Jinhao's suggestion was very good. The reason why he was troubled by the current situation was that the survivors under the opponent's army could not stand it. In fact, he was almost sure that he would not be in any danger. .

If there is a large guardian sect, then the people below will be safer, and he can deal with the enemy more easily.

"I approved this plan, you can choose the opportunity to do it."

Chapter 216 A Brief Battle With Flying Zombies

Liu Jinhao quickly left this place with Zhang Yang's instructions. He will return to the Qinghe Sword Sect, trying to find a way to delay the time, and wait for the opportunity to bring back one or two important combat forces.

Zhang Yang began to practice as a star mage after he left. He felt that he would have a high probability of fighting with the Qinghe Sword Sect in a while, and he had to improve his combat power, otherwise he would rely on various running abilities There will be no danger to life, but this newly established sect may not be able to hold on.

Zhang Yang is very unwilling to give up a stronghold that can stably generate merit points.

"Try to develop offensive space spells first...Attack is the best defense."

After a little thought, Zhang Yang began to explore and manipulate the small part of the power of space law that he can currently mobilize to construct attack spells, such as the space blade he had personally experienced. At that time, he was directly cut by this skill in the dark rift. It became four parts, and if it wasn't for the Bloody Marquis necklace, he would have died on the spot.

Zhang Yang's practice this time was carried out on a mountain with no one nearby, and the process was not very smooth. It took nearly a day without any progress.

However, he didn't feel discouraged. Exploring the power of laws is already difficult. Star mages still have expertise in this area. It is more difficult and time-consuming for other mages to explore laws.

Although he is the head of the Survival Sect now, he actually has a lot of personal time. Few people bother him on weekdays, and he has a lot of time for his own practice.

On the one hand, this is because the sect he founded is different from other sects, and the affairs are all decentralized, and on the other hand, it is also because most of the survivors in the sect are busy studying exercises suitable for them in the library.

In order to enhance the attractiveness of his sect to the survivors, Zhang Yang put all the exercise books back in the library, including the advanced Taoist exercise Huoyun Sword Jue.

Survivors are very fascinated by these exercises that guide the way to improve their strength. They have been reading and researching in the library these days.

But as far as Zhang Yang knows so far, none of these survivors has met the requirements for practicing Daoist Kung Fu, and basically they can only choose to practice Martial Dao Kung Fu, which has no entry threshold.

At this time, Zhang Yang is still practicing on the uninhabited mountain near the sect dojo, working hard to build the blade of attacking spell space.

As soon as a vague inspiration flashed in his mind, he sensed a very powerful and evil aura approaching at high speed in the distance.

"The devil finally came?"

Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately stopped his practice, and flew in the direction of the visitor.

After flying a few kilometers in that direction, he saw the other party.

It was a tall, middle-aged bald man wearing a simple gray vest, trousers, and cloth shoes. He had a rough appearance, his face was ashen, and his whole body exuded a faint black aura. He stood in midair, and his body had an evil aura. Being powerful made Zhang Yang feel an oppressive force that could not be ignored.

"Dead? No... Zombies?"

Zhang Yang judged almost instantly that the visitor was not a living person, but a flying zombie.

The zombie's iron-blue bald head looked at Zhang Yang, a flash of light flashed in its dull gray eyes, and its thick lips slowly opened:

"Is it you, the one who killed my Black Demon Sect?"

The voice he made sounded very old, which did not match the middle-aged image.

Zhang Yang was a little surprised that the zombie could speak, but he also suspected that the voice was not from the zombie itself.

"Yes, I killed all of you."

Zhang Yang stood in the air at this moment, and calmly said to the bald zombie not far away who was emitting a faint black air all over his body.

He didn't bother to use any other means, and directly admitted that anyway, in the end, he had to rely on his strength to speak.

"Ha ha,"

Hearing this, the zombie let out an ugly old laughter from its throat,

"What a bold young man. I haven't met a young man like you for many years... How about it, if you can survive my three moves, I will give you a chance to live."

he went on.

"Ha ha,"

Zhang Yang immediately responded with a sneer,

"It's ridiculous to say that a dead thing is still alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald zombie standing in the air with a faint black air on the opposite side launched an attack. He opened his mouth slightly, and a black air flow shot towards Zhang Yang like a cannonball, at an extremely fast speed.