Zhang Yang estimated that the altitude of this place was very high, almost more than three thousand meters, so even though it was the season when everything flourished, it was still chilly in the evening.
His injuries were basically under control. The only problem was his weakness, which prevented him from exploring the world or even daring to stay away from this temporary camp.
And the coming night is also a huge challenge for him. In addition to the possible beasts, the big man may also come over in the dark.
Night will bring the advantages and disadvantages of both of them as close as possible.
"So, what kind of world is this? It's enough that my power was taken away. Why was the soul force field also erased?"
Zhang Yang is in pain, otherwise if he had a soul force field, there would be no need to play the game of making an eagle!
"Sir, this world we are in is definitely not an ordinary world. Maybe the power of the mortals here is not too high, but they definitely have more powerful power than the extraordinary, so please be careful."
The mountain god is now transformed into a salted fish, and he speaks so sanctimoniously. What should I be careful about? If this is my trial mission, there is no way it will be so miserable!
Zhang Yang was full of complaints, and then continued to dig holes around the tent. He was also digging traps and inserting sharpened wooden thorns into the traps. He had been doing this for most of the day.
Half an hour later, as the last light of the sky dimmed, Zhang Yang also laid out all the wooden thorn traps.
As for the big man, he has long since disappeared, but Zhang Yang is not worried at all that the guy will run away.
This was not only because the big man's leg was rotten, but also because there was no human habitation here at all. There were snow-capped mountains in front and behind, and there was only a temporary trade road.
There was no fire, and because of the continuous rain, there was no dry firewood at all, so Zhang Yang could only lie in the damp and smelly tent, swallowing the cold horse meat jerky hard while slowly regaining his strength.
This horse meat must have come from the big man's mount. Looking at the supplies he carried, such as the broken shield and broken spear, it was obvious that he had experienced a fierce battle.
But even if the battle fails, for a knight, especially a wealthy knight, he will not eat his mount as long as he has the conditions.
So this is enough to show that the consequences of that battle were terrible and the enemy was terrible!
The mountain wind blew loudly, as if hundreds of ghosts gathered together to sing a serenade.
Zhang Yang had stopped chewing horse meat and sat on his knees on the ground, next to the two-meter-long wooden spear. He was ready to fight, but not with the big man, because as evening approached, he seemed to hear the beast howl.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the howling mountain wind suddenly stopped, and the whole world fell silent.
In the dark, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring down. This felt very strange. Zhang Yang's soul was scanned in an instant, and not even a little secret could be preserved.
The whole process lasted for an unknown amount of time. When he woke up again, the sound of breaking wood thorns was heard in his ears.
With a thrill, Zhang Yang immediately pressed down on the wooden hanging where the mountain god resided.
"Possessed!"
A yellow light instantly enveloped Zhang Yang's whole body, including the wooden spear.
This is the magical effect of the Xianyu Mountain God burning all his divinity, which will give Zhang Yang three seconds of extraordinary and relative invincibility.
But these three seconds are equivalent to the vitality of Zhang Yang and Shan Shen.
One wrong step and you lose everything!
"drink!"
With a low roar, Zhang Yang flew up like a spring, and his momentum was like thunder, instantly blowing the cowhide tent into countless pieces.
The figure flashed, and a spear thrust out, which looked like Wu Yuan's soul-breaking thorn, or maybe it was the soul-breaking thorn!
Because the one who controls this body at this moment is not Zhang Yang, but Zhao Xiaoer, the God of Xianyu Mountain!
That elite spearman would have been older than Wu Yuan if he hadn't died!
Zhang Yang witnessed and participated in this stormy three seconds from the perspective of a bystander!
Twenty-seven stabs in three seconds!
Below A-Extraordinary, this attack power is already the ultimate!
In an instant, the spear shadows scattered all over the sky, and at the same time, the wooden spear itself was scattered. Because it could not bear such power, it turned into powder.
"Plop!"
Zhang Yang felt like a corpse had been dropped. All he could feel was tremendous fatigue and numbness, as if his body and limbs didn't belong to him.
This is the aftermath of possession.
Fortunately, the enemy was also killed, but not the big man.
It is a black shadow, like ink, that can change at will, but it is not nothingness. It can be harmed by both physical and divine beings.
This thing has exceeded Zhang Yang's imagination. It looks like a ghost but not a ghost, and looks like a demon but not a demon.
It took Zhang Yang a full half minute to recover, and there was no information reflected in his eyes. It seemed that the village building order really had no effect here.
"There is no village construction order, but it does not mean that there is no harvest."
Zhang Yang looked at the black air ball floating in front of his eyes with bright eyes. This thing was quickly being absorbed by the wooden accessories, and then transformed into a palm-sized black wooden sign.
The originally blurry pattern on the wooden sign quickly became clear and lifelike. It was a level 5 mountain temple.
But the magical thing is not here, but when Zhang Yang focused on the pattern, for a moment, he really thought he was in a mountain temple.
Zhang Yang was extremely surprised. If he looked carefully, there were only patterns left, as if the scene just now was an illusion.
"Mountain God?"
"Salted fish?"
"Zhao Xiaoer?"
"Are you still alive?"
There was no movement, Zhang Yang's expression changed, and then he gritted his teeth, "Mother Xipi, I'm going to risk everything. Don't you, the salty fish mountain god, just lack faith? In ancient times, Lu Xun kicked ghosts, but now I, Zhang Yang, worship the gods! You salty fish god The fish are profitable.”
At this moment, Zhang Yang did not hesitate and put the changed mountain god wooden sign on the ground, and then took a step back.
One prayer, two prayers, three prayers!
Zhang Yang is cruel enough, cruel enough, and shameless enough!
After these three prayers, he himself saw a ball of white thread floating from his body to the mountain god wooden tablet. Then in an instant, the mountain god tablet seemed to have received greater nourishment, expanding more than ten times.
Then before he could react, the hallucination just now reappeared and he was already in the mountain temple.
The sculpture of Zhao Xiaoer in the mountain temple seemed to be smiling, but that was not the point. The point was that he sensed the village building order again.
"Congratulations, you have successfully created a junior Mountain God Token. This Mountain God Token will be automatically bound to you (check the attributes)."
"Mountain God Order: The lower-level affiliated units of the Village Building Order need to meet special conditions to open them."
"Effect 1: After the village building task is completed, you can carry it out of the world of the village building order."
"Effect 2: Automatically provide a level 15 special building for the village."
"Effect 3: Automatically provide the village with storage space for 5 heroic spirits and 200 warrior spirits. That is, after death in battle, you can resurrect once without the need for resurrection potions. Note, it is not affected by the number of resurrection potions."