When the 09 trumpet Zhang Yang successfully ignited the witch fire of the ancient witch clan, Zhang Yang, who was in the world of sword immortals, also woke up from meditation (sleeping) at the same time.
"Eh? Why do I suddenly feel like I've fallen into a pit and will encounter a bloody disaster? Could it be that someone is trying to trick me?"
Zhang Yang muttered to himself, and then counted with his fingers - it's a bullshit, the old rule is, the real spirit has been shaken for 300 times, first comprehensively, from the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside, and then, boom Boom boom boom boom boom…
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang stood in front of the World Tree refreshed and in better condition than ever.
"Tsk, it's true that all the cats and dogs want to come to my place to make a fortune. It's so easy for Uncle Zhang -"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang's eyes were rounder than oranges, damn! What the hell? Come again
At this moment, his passivated true spirit particles suddenly dispersed, and a gray line as thin as a spider silk was seen in the void passing straight through the unknown void, about to wrap around his body.
This gray filament is truly invisible, colorless and barrier-free. Not even Tao Yao's ten eyes of heaven can detect it, let alone Li Guohuai's Tianshu Palace. The thirty-five layers of heaven and earth barriers are like this in front of this gray line. dummy.
If Zhang Yang hadn't already been a wealthy man who owned 88 units of Chaos-Black and White Ancient Laws, he wouldn't even have been able to discover this thing.
"Let me guess, this is really a person sitting at home, and trouble comes from the sky. Who is setting a trap for me? Hey, it can't be some trumpet, right?" Zhang Yang was very surprised, because even though he had blunted his true spirit now, It has melted and can no longer split the trumpets and drag the corpse forward, but he has created quite a lot of trumpets before that, and these trumpets all grow wildly on their own, so he doesn’t need to worry about them at all. This just requires his focus. There were fourteen trumpets he was following, so he couldn't figure out where the trap came from for a while.
"No matter, since I jumped into the trap, let's straighten things out first. I really am still the number one subject back then. You trumpets want to get to the top, but you have to wait!"
Zhang Yang smiled happily and without saying a word, he took his little cousin to work as a coolie. Alas, young people need to practice more.
A few seconds later, Mu Shaoan's figure appeared, still complaining.
"I'm telling you, Lao Zhang, what's the matter with you? You even used the Jun Ling of Heaven and Earth. I'm currently studying the critical moment of Kendo Law 4.0. Let me tell you, if the inspiration is gone, you can't afford to lose it - let me stop you. Brother, what are you doing? Why are you always seeking death like this! I think you are the king of the barbarians. Come on, why don’t you abdicate in favor of someone more worthy?"
Mu Shaoan screamed because he had already seen the seemingly ordinary gray line, and he jumped thirty meters in fright.
"Stop blabbering, just take it as my wish. I was sitting at home, eating hot pot and singing songs, but who knew that this thing fell down? I'm still wronged! Think of a way!"
Zhang Yang stood there, looking anxious, and took out two pieces of iced watermelon to gnaw on it.
Mu Shaoan sighed. He was sure that he must have done a lot of evil in his previous life and his next life. God did not allow it, and then he met such a shameless cousin. It is pity that he is so kind, pure, handsome, unrestrained and unparalleled, and he will be caught as a coolie. .
"Cousin, to tell you the truth, you know about the third generation of insecticides, right? This is the important target of the reference for the third generation of insecticides. The legendary saliva of the God of Plague. As for why it is the saliva of the God of Plague, please forgive me. I don’t know anything about it. I won’t and can’t tell you the reason. In short, I think the power of this thing is almost equivalent to one-tenth of the third-generation insecticide. If you can’t do it with just one, you’ve got nothing like this. It’s all over, well, just ask for your blessings, I’m busy.”
After grabbing a piece of iced watermelon from Zhang Yang, Mu Shaoan left in a hurry. He was a serious worker and would not be as lazy as someone else.
"The saliva of the plague god?"
Zhang Yang was thoughtful and didn't care about Mu Shaoan's departure. He had originally asked this boy to come and see if the gray thread was a third-generation insecticide. If it was, he would pack his luggage immediately, turn around and run away. No, then you have to prepare to run.
Of course, you have to take a few tricks before running away.
As soon as my heart moved, the galaxy mark of the trainee time guardian appeared in front of my eyes. The numbers on it were still the same, year, month, day, hour, minute and second—24:24:24:24:18:0.
"I want to redeem all the information about the plague god's saliva."
As Zhang Yang finished speaking, the galaxy mark quickly rotated. In an instant, an answer appeared, and then he was immediately deducted three minutes. Zhang Yang was so painful that he shivered, but it also showed how awesome the saliva of the plague god was. .
"If this continues, I have to take the initiative to find a job. I don't want to be eliminated in a million years."
Sighing, Zhang Yang clicked on the complete information provided by Time River.
This message is not written in words, nor is it an image, nor is it a picture. It is very strange. If you only use your eyes to see and use your ears to listen, you will never get the answer, so you have to use your true spirit to sense it, and the beginning of the message Just a warning, you must have a true spirit of five leaves or above to try induction.
Zhang Yang is naturally a five-leaf true spirit now, and because he has been blunted halfway, so to be honest, even he himself does not know the upper limit of his defense ability. Anyway, based on Mu Xiaogui, he feels that he can also resist the third generation insecticide - Then, three days later, Zhang Yang burst into tears after finishing using his true spirit. He knelt on the ground and retched for a while. The vomited vagina turned into an extremely terrifying monster the moment it appeared in this world, as if there was something. It feels like some great horror is about to come.
"Master Drafting!"
A total of twelve black and white chess pieces were rotated and smashed down, suppressing all the weirdness on the spot, and continued to crush until no scraps were left.
In the end, Zhang Yangcai lay on the ground with lingering fear, his whole body was dull, no, he was old, a feeling of recovering from a serious illness and struggling from the edge of death.
After a full hour, he finally had the strength to curse.
"Let me tell you, how can there be such an evil and inexplicable bastard in this world?"
The saliva of the God of Plague has nothing to do with the God of Plague, but it is actually hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of times more powerful than the God of Plague.
This is not a specific creature at all. It exists purely for disgusting people. No, no, no, even the information provided by Time Changhe does not have its specific source. I can only confirm that this thing is a ball of paste, not very Big, but very, very, very huge. If we use the grid (10,000 kilometers long, wide, and high) as the unit, the total volume is about 10 to the 90th power. Wow, Zhang Yang can't even imagine how big this is. ! (After all, no one knows how old someone is)
In short, it’s scary. Can you imagine a huge mouthful of sticky phlegm flying towards you steadily
It seems like you still can't avoid it.
"So the truth is this. Someone is tricking me, activating some kind of power, and then attracting the induction of the plague god's saliva. Then the plague god's saliva will lock on me in a straight line, so this mouthful of sticky phlegm will fly towards me. Here we come, and this gray line is the positioning device for the plague god’s saliva.”
"Sir, don't let me catch you little brat causing trouble!"
Zhang Yang was so furious that he almost scratched his head and was at his wits end. At this moment, the reply letter he had issued three days ago for all alt accounts to report their work finally arrived. It only took him three seconds to solve the problem. Explosively.
"09 trumpet? Ouch, brother, you have hurt us this time. Why did you say you had nothing to do to activate the witch fire of the ancient witch clan? Are you asking me to kill Ma Su with tears! Well, Wait, the plague god’s saliva can actually melt through the ancient god’s game barrier, right?”
Zhang Yang blinked and suddenly felt that this might not be a huge opportunity.
think about it.
They are now trapped in the ancient god's game barrier. It is easy to escape. The Death Boat can break through forcefully, but in this way, they have to give up the family fortune they have finally built.
That's why he sent out a trumpet to try to find a chance to break out.
But now, attracting the plague god's saliva will definitely break through the barrier, so now there are only two things to do.
First, throw the guidance coordinates of this gray line out, at least to the Xing clan members.
Second, no matter what, we must complete the Law of Swordsmanship 4.0 before the spit of the God of Plague arrives. Only in this way, and then gather the swordsmanship of tens of millions of Mahayana sword cultivators, like an engine, can we jump out of this world at the fastest speed. This whirlpool of events!
Heck, as smart as I am, it’s unimaginable.
Once you figure out the truth, the next step will be easy.
Based on the special nature of the plague god's saliva, Zhang Yang immediately made three inferences.
First of all, the ancient witch clan must have a lot to do with the saliva of the plague god. Either they created it, or they all fell into it. This can be understood why the Xing clan members have to wander around in the fourth sequence, and then change their surnames, even their core talents. All sealed and blocked.
Secondly, it cannot be ruled out that the Xing clan members deliberately jumped into the trap of this ancient god's game, because to them, the plague god's saliva is like a nightmare cloud, always lingering in their clan's bloodline genes, and they may all die out at some point. Light.
However, in the ancient god's game, they can survive. Maybe they want to use the power of the ancient god of the game to fight against the plague god's saliva
It's very possible, otherwise there's no way to explain why the Xing tribe's world collapsed so quickly. Maybe they did it on purpose. Even if they don't have their own trumpets to ignite the witch fire today, the Xing tribe themselves will definitely ignite the witch fire.
Third, most of the plague god's saliva is related to time waste, so it is very likely that there will be a time river guardian mission. He has to make plans early. If he can do a wave, it is best to do a wave. After all, time numbers are very important. ah.
"So, I have to seize the time to process more ancient laws of chaos and black and white. At the same time, I must also increase investment in the 09 trumpet, so that he can move the hatred value of this gray line and taunt it, otherwise it will always fall behind. On my head, tell me, are you really cruel?"