Mu Shaoan didn't take his brother Mu Shaojun's affairs seriously, at least on the surface.
He still led the team to set off in a hurry. Originally, his plan was to rely on the information given by an independent account and choose a weak route to fight out. But this time, Zhang Yang generously took out the Dreamland High-speed Railway and detoured back to the Dreamland first. dimension, and then return to the plane coordinates of a certain independent trumpet, which is near the radiation wheel of the collapsed plane where the cursed branch of the ancient human race is suspected to be.
The whole process is a lot more complicated, but it is absolutely safe.
Zhang Yang also gained the benefit of being able to watch the live broadcast.
"He is such a self-reliant, hard-working, intelligent and courageous trumpet. He actually has the courage to name himself Yang Chaochao. In this regard, he is more courageous and more blessed than I was back then."
"Back then, I was really broke. I was directly sold by the subject and the remnant soul of destiny. Then I was exiled to the fifth sequence. I had to go to the world of Pandor to grow up. If the subject hadn't played too much, I would be where I am now. He might even be worse than his little cousin."
"As for this trumpet Yang Chaochao, he started out in the realm of God's strength. He has the complete blood inheritance of the ancient witch clan and a Plague God Seal. The first pot of gold he is going to dig is a ruined plane, and it is very likely that Having great luck is really like a God-given pig's foot template."
"The only pity is that the storm has passed. No matter how you fly, you can't replace it."
Zhang Yang is sitting on the small bench that is indestructible. He holds a pot of Huoyun popcorn rice in his left hand and a cup of Xuanbing watermelon juice in his right hand. He is eating and commenting. In front of him, there is a suspended super-dimensional picture, which can be panoramic as you wish. changes, the maximum field of view can reach 100,000 kilometers, the delay is 0.001 seconds, and it has twelve observation modes, which is almost like being there.
Well, this camera is a brick entrusted to Mu Shaoan to bring over, which is a blank template for the plane village building order made by Zhang Yang himself. Although Yang Chaochao was furious when he saw this thing, everything in the world fled. But isn’t that the two-word law of true fragrance
Okay, the live broadcast begins, no screen swiping allowed!
Zhang Yang's body and mind were instantly devoted to a Mahayana Sword Immortal named Qin Shu. He was a disciple of the Sword Immortal raised by his little cousin, and he was also one of Zhang Yang's trumpets.
Ahem, he really didn't do this on purpose. He was just upright and open-minded, so he didn't bother to spy on others. This was purely because Mu Shaoan fell in love with the trumpet Qin Shu eight hundred years ago and found it to his liking. Later, he was recruited to work under Mu Shaoan and became one of the ten most trusted people under him.
In fact, to be honest, Zhang Yang's trumpet Qin Shu is not very good, but he is good at shaking the mountains and rivers in all directions with one hand. This is what Zhang Yang once did eight thousand years ago (the fourth sequence timeline). I learned it from a down-and-out immortal cultivator when I was a trumpet player.
This magical power itself is nothing great.
At that time, Zhang Yang split a ray of true spirit and turned it into a trumpet, asking him to study this magical power when he had nothing to do. After all, he lacked the means to suppress the situation at that time, and even a group of disciples could hardly suppress it.
In short, this trumpet is really just a practice trumpet.
Later, he became more publicized and developed more powerful magical powers, so the magical powers of the Sun and Moon Demon Monument near the mountains and rivers and the special practice trumpet were so abandoned.
But he abandoned Qin Shu's trumpet, but there was no way he could neglect it, because Zhang Yang's trumpet was completely different from other people's clone-like magical powers, which could directly tear apart the true spirit, so the trumpet could have its own independence. thinking mode, in addition to being highly identified with the subject.
Therefore, Zhang Yang could not return to practicing trumpet at that time, and his biggest obsession in life was to study this magical power day and night.
So in the blink of an eye, seven thousand years passed.
The trainee trumpet Qin Shu was stunned and upgraded a sun and moon demon tablet that was originally only a mysterious level magical power to the level of a celestial skill.
Then, when Mu Shaoan saw him, he felt as if he had found a treasure - well, what can Zhang Yang do? He was also helpless.
"You have brought too many people. I'm going to say something ugly first. The curse hidden in this ruined world is very unusual. If you lose the number of people by then, don't say that my cousin has no power. remind you."
Account 09 said very seriously. Although Mu Shaoan was an ancient god with grasshopper legs, and he was followed by his cheap disciples Li Gouhai and Jiang Rong, he was not afraid at all. He had mastered it and activated it. The god who is inherited from all the bloodlines of the ancient witch clan, as long as he is still on the earth, he can defeat everyone.
Moreover, during this period of time, he continued to use the Thousand-Eyed Pupil and fished by turning stones into gold, and successfully obtained a ray of the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao. Now, after several years of warming and nourishing, he can barely be regarded as one thousandth of the Daoist Ancestor in this ruined world.
This is his own territory, so of course he has the confidence to speak.
"Don't worry, I understand the rules. I won't blame you if anything happens." Mu Shaoan acted very relaxed. Li Gouhei, Jiang Rong, Ji Ming, Gou Dao, Zhu Ti and these guys felt weird. They had just learned that the guy in front of them, who was sometimes called Yangyangyang, and sometimes called Yang Chaochao, was actually the trumpet of their master Xiaoge. Although it was a trumpet, and it was the kind of betrayal, it was still against them. The trumpet master who understood the joke very well, so they could only remain silent and act like air the whole time.
"Okay then, let's go, everyone follow me and prohibit all magical powers."
09 Trumpet waved his hand, and a handful of fine sand flew out. Like cotton wool, it swelled in the wind and turned into an earthy yellow sphere the size of a basketball in the blink of an eye.
The sphere spreads all the way down, constantly twisting and turning, avoiding certain areas.
"Awesome!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Shaoan's eyes widened and he sighed in admiration. No wonder Fatty Zhang said that the ancient witch clan was the best at being cowardly. With this skill of concealment, they could not be cowardly. Who would dare to be cowardly
"Keep up, keep up, everyone is walking on the ball. This thing can automatically absorb all the laws of our own emanations. It is really a magical power necessary for home travel, murder and arson. Hey, Cousin Sheep Sheep Sheep, look back. Teach me this magical power!"
"Okay, as long as you are willing to switch to the bloodline of the ancient witch clan, all their inheritance is hidden in the bloodline. As long as you can activate them all, you can have as many magical powers as you want." 09 Trumpet said angrily.
"Are there any side effects of replacing the bloodline of the ancient witch clan?" Mu Shaoan asked quickly.
"No, you can change it. I just have ten copies left. I'll give them to you for free."
"Well, I'll think about it then." Mu Shaoan sneered. Only a fool would believe it. He had to go back and consult Fatty Zhang about this matter. It seems that Fatty Zhang has deciphered the inheritance of the ancient witch clan. Such a magical power to conceal the aura is It must be mastered.
The earth balls released by the 09 trumpet seemed to be endless. A group of fifty-one of them stepped on the earth balls and swept toward the center of the plane like they were descending a ladder.
The entire process did not disturb this ruined plane in the slightest.
Even Mu Shaoan was amazed by this.
Because the strength of their group is really strong. Being strong means that the law is greatly disturbed, and it also means that the pressure on the plane will be great. If this ruined plane happens to be at the lower limit of dimensionality reduction, it is very likely that this It's a disaster.
But because those earth-yellow balls were so weird, they perfectly absorbed the aura of their laws.
After traveling for tens of thousands of kilometers, Mu Shaoan suddenly asked: "Cousin Sheep, is this a trap deliberately set by someone? Because no one would be smart enough to detect a dimension that is about to be reduced. .”
"Yes, this is a trap, a trap set by the Ancient God's Game. The ruined plane on the periphery is the Doubt Formation. Anyone who dares to break into it will immediately trigger the dimensionality reduction as long as the strength exceeds that of the gods. At the same time, it will also alarm the Ancient God's Game. ', but after being observed by me for six months, I still figured out the pattern. If there wasn't a link below that I couldn't get through alone, do you think I would ask you to cooperate and make a fortune?"
While talking, the 09 trumpet was also extremely skilled in controlling various ancient witchcrafts and hitting earth balls of various sizes in front of him. This is a skill that only the ancient witch clan can possess. Otherwise, no one else would be able to get through this easily. A dimensionality reduction trap that is more than 100,000 kilometers long.
After a moment, a large gray fog finally appeared in front of them, and there were dense eyes in the fog looking at their group of uninvited guests.
No. 09 didn’t bother to remind him, because there was no need. The weakest ones in their line were all Law Mahayana, which was equivalent to the strength of ordinary gods. How could they be affected by such a small curse.
"Down here is a lair of the ancient god 'Yi', or in my opinion, it is more like a laboratory where he studies curses. After my exploration and analysis during this period, I am at least 60% sure. The ancient god 'Yi' is probably an ancient human race. To be more specific, he should be the only survivor of the cursed branch of the ancient human race, because all the other ancient human races in the cursed branch are dead. They are not killing themselves. , it means being played to death by the Ancient God’s ‘game’. In short, those who play curses are all lunatics.”
09 Trumpet said solemnly, and then applied nine kinds of buffing witchcraft to himself. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of the world under the gray mist.
"If you are not strong enough, just stop here." Trumpet 09 turned around and pointed at Li Gouhei, Jiang Rong, Ji Ming, Goudao, Zhu Ti and other ten people, "They and you can go in, and the rest If you go there, you will die, but even if Li Gouhai you are in danger, I will not rescue you. Don't think that we have anything to rely on because we have the fate of master and disciple."
"As for that!"
Mu Shaoan smiled and said, "How dare we go to the Western Heaven without twos and threes? Don't worry, we each have a God of Plague Seal. This equipment must be luxurious!"
"Everyone has one? Are you crazy, Fatty Zhang, or are you crazy!" No. 09 was astonished, this kind of golden light comes from a local tycoon!
"Hahaha!"
Mu Shaoan laughed, obviously not wanting to share his Plague Seal Optimization 2.0, or even Qin Shu, this special subordinate.