Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 151: Zhang Sheng
In the training ground, a huge pile of unprecedented size is burning wildly.
Zhang Yang stood in front of the fire and did not participate in the hand-to-hand battle, he was waiting for the ghost queen to appear.
Last time, he used this trick to force back the ghost queen who was still the ghost lady at the time. Now, the size of the fire has increased tenfold. It should be possible, right? (*^_^*)
Anyway, Zhang Yang wanted to create such an illusion for the ghost queen.
Yes, from the very beginning, all the layouts in the village, all the defense lines, were based on this purpose, all to give the ghost queen a wonderful misunderstanding/illusion.
In order to make this beautiful misunderstanding more realistic, Zhang Yang did not hesitate to consume 120 units of divinity, even destroying the **** position of a hurricane false god.
Why?
Because Zhang Yang needs to convince the ghost queen that his trump card is a fireball.
The formation of a large fireball requires a larger fire pit.
A larger fire requires enough air to burn well.
And in order to get enough air, you need to use terrifying power to tear the surrounding clouds of air.
Actually, a ghost queen is not that powerful. If Zhang Yang can live to be a hundred years old in this world, then there are 10,000 ways for him to fight against this ghost queen. Who is afraid of falling in love and killing each other?
But he wants to develop the village on a large scale, he only has 20 years, so he needs to solve the battle once and for all.
In order to achieve this fighting goal, he would rather pay ten times, twenty times the price.
Yes, if it is a third-level sequence battlefield, no, even if it is a second-level sequence battlefield, you only need to take out ten units of divinity, and it is estimated that there will be countless heroes willing to hunt and kill a ghost queen.
In other words, the value of this ghost queen is at most ten units of divinity. It is said that the aura that it agitates exceeds that of immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage. That is because it is a ghost, and its talent is perfect for manipulation Clouds of cloud, fish can fly, water birds can fly, these are all talents.
Those who talk about talent are hooligans!
But here, no!
The ghost queen can fly, very fast, and can change at will. Once it escapes, there is no way to take it.
For this reason, Zhang Yang would rather go bankrupt than create a beautiful misunderstanding.
Thinking about it, after the experience of the last big fireball explosion, the ghost queen has been able to crack this civilian fireball.
One minute,
Two minutes,
Five minutes have passed.
The fight on the battlefield is getting fiercer.
The soldiers on Zhang Yang's side kept dying. It all depended on Wu Yuan, Wang Mumu, Ren, Sun Goudan, etc. These people, like the mainstay, guarded the surrounding dwellings. Those ghost assassins and ghost priests, in normal seasons, just Elite soldiers can be hacked to death, but now with the help of the cloud of yin qi, they can even fight against masters like Wu Yuan and Wang Mumu for a few rounds.
It is conceivable that the ghost queen's current strength has increased.
But Zhang Yang was unmoved by all this, and the fire behind him was burning more and more vigorously. The divinity of 120 units was no joke. At this time, the four tornadoes had not shown any signs of weakening, so He was madly stirring in the cloud of yin qi, not only stirring up the cloud of yin qi, but also bringing in bursts of 12-level gusts.
And from the beginning to the end, the ghost queen can't do anything about these four tornadoes. It seems that she is very smart and very cautious.
But it doesn't matter, Zhang Yang won't take the bait if he doesn't believe it.
With the half of the soldiers' casualties, Wu Yuan finally ordered to give up the first line of defense, and Zhang Yang was a little panicked on the surface. After all, the burning of the fire requires firewood, and the firewood cannot be burned without limit. If the ghost king If you don't show up after that, you'll be out of luck.
So he started to take action, condensing more and bigger fireballs to bombard the sky wildly, and the cloudy clouds at the moment are precious.
As long as there are not enough cloudy clouds, it is estimated that the ghost lady will not dare to emerge?
Zhang Yang played this idea very well.
But Mrs. Ghost has not yet appeared.
Finally, fifteen minutes passed, and the four tornadoes finally weakened and disappeared, and the overwhelming cloud of cloud no longer had a chance to enclose it. Zhang Yang also harvested at least 5,000+ units of ghost crystals.
The fire behind him is almost out.
He's tired, can you be tired? Soul power is almost exhausted.
At this time, with a touch of red clothes and a fragrant wind, the whole world seemed to warm up. Many soldiers fell to the ground smelling the fragrant wind and could never get up again.
Zhang Yang's eyes were also confused.
In his line of sight, a graceful red-clothed woman got closer and closer, but for some reason, she could never see her face.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang woke up with a jolt, shouting loudly, "Evil, today is your day of death."
"Giggle, the slave family is not a monster, the slave is a ghost!"
An incomparably soft and sweet voice resounded in Zhang Yang's ears, making his whole heart melt.
But he didn't know when, the red-clothed ghost had hooked his neck.
"Talk - let's negotiate! A win-win situation is a win-win situation, and a loser is a loss for both sides. Besides, in the next Zhangsheng, you can be considered a jade tree, stand out from the crowd, recite poetry, write poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are excellent. If you want to come, you are willing to do it. Nie Xiaoqian is second."
Zhang Yang stammered and tried to calm himself.
“Whoo!”
A gust of air blew through ~IndoMTL.com~ The red-clothed ghost smiled coquettishly,
"Zhang Sheng? It's too late!"
In an instant, hundreds of strands of red silk wrapped around Zhang Yang from head to toe, and the ghost in red turned into thousands of phantoms. With a gentle pull, Zhang Yang would be smashed into tens of thousands of pieces in the next moment. .
"Boom!"
There was a loud explosion of thunder. It wasn't that there was a hero on the stage, and it wasn't that Zhang Yang made a big move. He just took out the goddess of love and injected 20 units of divinity into it.
It's that simple.
Although this **** position is a fake **** position, after all, it also exists on the battlefield from the third-level sequence, so Zhang Yang doesn't have to do anything at all.
"Ah! Damn, what have you done to me?"
The ghost queen screamed, and the red shadow shrank into a ball, not to mention the nature of the goddess of love, what would be the result of attacking the **** with the body of a ghost.
"Zhang Sheng, I was wrong, please spare the slave family! Slave—"
Red Shadow is even more frightened.
Zhang Yang was expressionless, rubbing a big fireball with his hand, and with a bang, his bones were thrown to ashes.
Things are not that complicated.
Soon, the embarrassed Wu Yuan, Wang Mumu and others came, all inconceivable.
"Lord Lord, that ghost queen - just died like this?"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Yang seemed melancholy.
"But such a big movement?"
"In exchange for you to have four full months of time to accumulate strength, and the innate talent killer such as the cloud of cloud can be used for free, you may be able to toss a greater movement, okay, clean up, Bring back the dead brothers, and spring will come."
"You don't seem very happy?"
"Nonsense, I almost fulfilled one of the four wishes I made as a child, Nie Xiaoqian—"
Zhang Yang sighed lowly.
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