"who are you?"
Zhang Yang blinked and pretended not to understand. In fact, he really shouldn't understand. Without the language package left by the subject of the village building order, all he heard was noises and birdsong.
However, facing such a situation, the leader was not surprised. He nodded, and the old man took out a green leaf again and motioned for Zhang Yang to hold it in his mouth.
In an instant, he mastered four languages as if he was enlightened.
They are the Gray Leaf language of the Dor people, the Black Eye language of the Dor people, the Huangye language of the Dor people, and the divine language of the Juque God clan.
But what made him excited and trembled was that the language of the so-called Juque God Clan looked so much like the language of the Abyss Demon Clan, and it was also the oldest and most powerful ancient demon language!
"Now, do you understand what I'm saying? Tell me which sequence do you come from?"
At this time, the leader man asked Zhang Yang in Gray Leaf Language.
"I, I came from the third sequence. I was stowing away, but the boat capsized. Oh, an ancient god woke up and capsized the boat, so I sank to the bottom of the sea, and I ended up here."
Zhang Yang's stammering answer was all true, but the most important part was missing.
"Ancient God? What Ancient God?"
Sure enough, the leader's attention was attracted.
"I don't know, but I vaguely heard a chant, which seemed to be - 'The ashes of the ancient times, the long wind of the sky, the ruins of time, the master of thunder, fury and death, the ancient one from the first sequence who has slept for countless generations. God, it's about to wake up.'"
Zhang Yang truthfully took out the information given to him by Xian Xia’s True Realm World Will.
So the leader man opposite and the old man all fell into deep thought. After a long time, the old man said thoughtfully, "Chief, if you follow this description, this awakened ancient god is very similar to the Supreme Giant Tower of the Giant Tower God Clan. , is he dead?"
"After all, five billion years have passed, and anything can happen. However, the Supreme Giant Tower of the Giant Tower God Clan can be resurrected and awakened, but I, the Supreme Changge of the Gray Leaf God Clan, will sink here forever. How sad."
Zhang Yang looked at the two guys and sighed, but he felt regretful in his heart. He could think of the Ashes Cemetery as a garbage dump for all the worlds, but he really didn't expect that there would be ancient god-level bosses in the garbage dump. These two Being able to live in the ashes of the cemetery for five billion years is beyond what he can handle.
"I'm afraid the Supreme Long Song will never be resurrected. Chief, our top priority is to send the power of the Supreme Long Song out and find a perfect successor."
When the old man said this, he looked at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was so happy when he heard this. It's not easy. Could it be that my Zhang's golden finger has finally arrived home by express delivery? I can get the inheritance of an ancient god, hahahaha! Should I be humble
Just when he thought of this, the old man grabbed Zhang Yang arbitrarily, took a strange branch and stuck it on his Tianling Cap.
"Hey, hey, hey, let me join in, what are you doing?"
Zhang Yang panicked.
But the old man and the man ignored him at all, and just wrapped up all kinds of weird materials for Zhang Yang. At this time, Zhang Yang was shocked to find that all his memories had been retrieved, and there was no trace of anything at all. privacy at all.
"Virus?"
"Anti-virus hunter? What the hell."
"Well, I found it. One of his blood relatives meets the inheritance conditions of the Supreme Long Song. Chief, this is the first outsider to break into this place in five billion years, and he is probably the last one. Coincidentally, he still has... With the bloodline genes of the Sky Vault Yellow Leaf people, this is our only chance. The Supreme Giant Tower of the Giant Tower God Clan has awakened, and we must find a way to send out the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song."
"Rely on him? He is as weak as an ant, but you are right, elder. No one can escape from the Ashes Cemetery. This is the only way. However, his blood relative seems to be too weak."
"It doesn't matter. The descendants of the old man should still be alive. With the blood of the old man, plus his blood, it is enough for the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song to flow against the current. In the end, at most a thousand years later, the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song will be It will fall on his blood relative."
When the old man said this, he grabbed a figure from Zhang Yang's memory, and it was his little cousin Mu Shaoan.
Zhang Yang couldn't even speak at this time, he could only watch helplessly, with great terror rising in his heart, because he had already guessed the truth of the matter, that is, his little cousin might be sacrificed to fulfill his wish.
"It's true that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who will be spared by heaven, wuwu-cousin, I was wrong!"
What happened next was that Zhang Yang had no ability to resist at all. He and the old man were put into a huge altar together. First, the old man volunteered to sacrifice himself with blood. His whole body was directly ground into a river of blood by the altar, and then a bloody light wrapped around Zhang Yang. , and finally the leader carefully took out a lifelike head and placed it on the altar.
And then—bang, gone.
Zhang Yang was sacrificed in blood.
A more terrifying bloody light burst out of the cage, out of this world, out of the ashes cemetery, and ran towards the unknown direction.
"Damn it!"
Naturally, this movement could not be hidden from the two god jailers outside. They fought with the leader angrily, but the leader man had long been determined to die. In order to reborn the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song of their Gray Leaf God Clan, he We must die together at all costs.
However, when these three people were fighting, they did not notice that when the bloody light rose into the sky, there was another powerful and mysterious force that pulled Zhang Yang's soul out of the bloody light, and finally injected it into the mouth. Among the sword master level swordsmen.
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"Ah sneeze!"
"Cousin? Minato, why did I dream about this fat guy! Bah, bah, bah, it ruined my good luck for the day."
In a simple fortress built with a gas station as the main building, Mu Shaoan woke up from his sleep. The surroundings were quiet, but he didn't pay attention. It was already the 18th day in this seven-day killing world. , there are still two waves of corpses, and he still needs to continue to practice his shield striking skills, oh, and the most important thing is to cut wooden spears.
A dagger appeared silently in his hand, seeming to be more dexterous.
Mu Shaoan didn't care, he grabbed the 20 centimeters thick sandalwood square and started cutting it quickly. This was his practice.
However, he did not notice that a wisp of cyan whirlwind submerged into the sandalwood square when he just woke up. Mu Shaoan just felt that it was easy for him to form some kind of indescribable tacit understanding with the sandalwood square today, and especially It feels especially comfortable when he regards this sandalwood square as his fat cousin!
"Minato, if I can return to the real world one day, I will definitely catch this fat guy and beat him up!"
Mu Shaoan didn't know why, but he had been angry since the first time he saw this fat man when he was in elementary school.
"calm down!"