Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 331: Blood Cousin

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yang blinked and pretended not to understand. In fact, he really should not understand. Without the language package left by the main body of the construction of the village, all he heard was the noise and the bird's voice.

However, in the face of such a situation, the leader was not surprised. He nodded, and the old man took out a green leaf again and gestured for Zhang Yang to put it in his mouth.

In an instant, he mastered four languages ​​like a daigo.

They are the gray leaf language of the Doer people, the Heimu language of the Doer people, the yellow leaf language of the Doer people, and the Protoss language of the Juque Protoss.

But what made him tremble with excitement was that the so-called Juque Protoss' language was Mao's language that looked so similar to the Abyssal Demons, and it was also the oldest version and the most powerful ancient Demonic language!

"Now, understand what I'm saying, tell me what sequence did 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 smuggling, and the ship capsized, oh, an ancient **** woke up and knocked the ship over, so I sank to the bottom of the sea, and I came here."

Zhang Yang stammered his answer, telling the truth, but missing the most important paragraph in the middle.

"Ancient god? What ancient god?"

Sure enough, the leader's attention was drawn.

"I don't know, but I vaguely heard a chanting that seemed to be—'The Ashes of the Ancients, the Winds of the Firmament, the Ruins of Time, the Master of Thunder, Fury and Death, the one from the first sequence, who slept countless times O ancient **** of the next generation, it is about to wake up.'."

Zhang Yang truthfully took out the information given to him by the will of Xianxia Zhenjie World.

So the leader man and the old man on the opposite side all fell into contemplation. After a long time, the old man said thoughtfully, "Leader, according to this description, this awakened ancient **** is very similar to the Supreme Being of the Juque Protoss. Juque, is he dead?"

"After all, five billion years have passed, and anything can happen, but the Supreme Juque of the Juque Protoss can be resurrected and awakened, but the Supreme Long Song of my Grey Leaf Protoss 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 that the Ashes Cemetery was a garbage dump for the heavens and the world, but he really didn't think that there would be ancient god-level bosses in the garbage dump. These two can live for five billion years in the ash cemetery, no matter how he looks at it, he can't deal with it.

"I am afraid that the Supreme Long Song will never be resurrected. Chief, our top priority is to send the power of the Supreme Long Song and find a perfect inheritor."

When the old man said this, he looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang is delighted to hear that, it's not easy. Could it be that Zhang's golden finger has finally arrived home, and I can obtain an ancient god's inheritance, wow ha ha ha! Should I be humble.

Just thinking of this, the old man grabbed Zhang Yang arrogantly, took a strange branch and stuck it on his Tianling cover.

"Hey, hey, I'm together, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yang panicked.

But the old man and the man ignored him at all, and just wrapped all kinds of bizarre materials for Zhang Yang. At this time, Zhang Yang was horrified to find that all his memories had been retrieved, There is no privacy at all.

"Virus?"

"Antivirus hunter? What."

"Well, I found it, one of his blood relatives meets the inheritance conditions of the Supreme Long Song, leader, this is the first outsider to break into this place in five billion years, and it is estimated to be the last one. Coincidentally, he There is also the bloodline gene of the Tianqiong Huangye people in the body, this is our only chance, the Supreme Juque of the Juque Protoss has awakened, and we must find a way to send the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song."

"With him, he is as weak as an ant, but elder, you are right, no one can escape from the ashes cemetery, this is the only way, but his blood relatives seem to be too weak. "

"It doesn't matter, the descendants of the old should still survive. With the blood of the old, plus his blood, it is enough to let the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song go upstream. In the end, after a thousand years at most, the Supreme Long Song The inheritance will fall on his blood relatives."

When the old man said this, he grabbed a figure from Zhang Yang's memory, it was his little cousin Mu Shaoan.

And Zhang Yang couldn't even speak at this time, so he could only watch helplessly, a big terror floated in his heart, because he had already guessed the truth of the matter, that is, it might be sacrificing him to fulfill his little cousin what.

"It's true that there is a cycle of reincarnation in heaven, who will the heavens forgive, woohoo-cousin, I was wrong!"

The next thing Zhang Yang had no ability to resist. He and the old man were placed together in a huge altar. First, the old man volunteered to sacrifice himself with blood. The whole person was directly ground into a river of blood by the altar, and then a **** light Wrapped around Zhang Yang, finally the leader carefully took out a lifelike head and put it into the altar.

And then—boom, gone.

Zhang Yang was sacrificed in blood.

A more terrifying blood light rushed out of the cage, out of this world, out of the ashes cemetery, towards an unknown direction.

"Damn!"

Naturally, this movement could not be concealed from the two heavenly guards outside. They were furious and fought with the leader, but the leader man had long been determined to die, in order to restore the inheritance of the Supreme Long Song of the Grey Leaf God Race. Born, he will die together at all costs.

However, when the three of them were fighting, they didn't notice that when the blood light rose into the sky, another powerful and mysterious force pulled Zhang Yang's soul out of the blood light. Injected into the sword master-level swordsman.

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"Ah!"

"Cousin? Minato, why did I dream of this dead fat house! Bah, Bah, it ruined my good luck for the day."

In a simple fort built with a gas station as the main body of the building~IndoMTL.com~ Mu Shaoan woke up from his sleep, the surroundings were very quiet, but he didn't care, now in this world of seven-day killing , It's already the 18th day, and there are still two corpse tides. He still has to continue to practice the skills of shield strike. Oh, the most important thing is to cut wooden spears.

A dagger appeared silently in his hand, seemingly more dexterous.

Mu Shaoan didn't care either. He grabbed the sandalwood square with a thickness of twenty centimeters and cut it quickly. This is his practice.

But he didn't notice that when he just woke up, a cyan whirlwind disappeared into the sandalwood square. Mu Shaoan just felt that he could easily form an unspeakable tacit understanding with the sandalwood square today. , and especially when he regarded this sandalwood Fang as the dead fat cousin, it felt especially comfortable!

"Minato, if one day I can return to the real world, I will definitely catch this dead fat man and beat him up!"

Mu Shaoan doesn't know why, anyway, since he was in elementary school, the first time he saw this dead fat man, he was angry.

"Calm down, calm down!"