Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 330: The God Jailer

"Bang!"

The body of the four-eared giant was thrown to the ground. This place is thousands of miles away from the terrifying battlefield before. It is made of some unknown black material, and the mysterious forbidden runes are densely depicted on it.

However, no matter how magnificent the city is, it is still ravaged by war, and it is terribly ravaged. One of the most noticeable is a gap in the city wall about ten kilometers long, which seems to be used by people. Some terrifying weapon was torn apart.

And this kind of force, Zhang Yang asks himself if he can't do it, maybe a calamity master in the Mahayana period can?

He's not sure.

In short, this world is very mysterious and powerful. He is convinced that he can maintain such confidence under the shroud of the ancient law of death, and can have a spiritual energy ten times better than that on the earth.

Because this means that even if human beings on earth perish, the world that falls into the cemetery of ashes will live very well.

It will take millions of years to make this world as broken as the Liao Zhai Dharma-Ending World.

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, but his heart was ecstatic. He knew that he should have brought the main body of Jiancun Order into this world. Look at the aura of heaven and earth here, it's really wild.

Thinking like this, Zhang Yang naturally won't stay honest. After confirming that the leader of the black armored man who gave him a terrifying and dangerous feeling left, he turned into a shadow and went into the city without a sound. touch.

"Bang!"

Without warning, a mask with an extremely complicated pattern suddenly lit up outside the city wall, blasting Zhang Yang, who was in a stealth state, hundreds of meters away, and even flying with his Yujian out.

Then before he could summon Yu Jian to escape, a talisman paper with aura descended from the sky, drawing the ground as a prison, imprisoning him directly inside.

Next, a giant dozens of meters high suddenly fell from the city wall, almost scaring Zhang Yang to death. If he stepped on the wrong foot, who would he turn to to reason with?

However, his situation at the moment is not very good. The giant squeezed the talisman cage with his fingers, revealing his big white teeth.

"Look, Wei Ji, look what I caught, a **** scout."

The giant said it happily, the sound was like thunder, and then Zhang Yang was shocked to find that he could understand it. It was definitely not because he had language talent, but a line of words appeared in his mind, Jiancun Make the main body actually able to install language packs for him?

But why the Dolce?

Before Zhang Yang had time to think, a huge head was already exposed on the thousand-meter-high city wall.

"Throw him into the nether, giant back, you don't want to kill him, now every living person is precious, even our enemies, fuck! I never knew the feeling of being abandoned was so terrible , who would have thought that our leaders would betray us!"

"Understood, Wei Ji, don't be too pessimistic, at least, isn't there me?"

The giant who grabbed Zhang Yang carefully squeezed Zhang Yang's cage, while talking like thunder, he continued to throw sheets of trap paper around, I gathered, is this catching small animals?

Zhang Yang's eyes rolled, and he gave up his resistance, but he remembered the location of the trap paper, and the sword master who was lying in the corner, probably disdain to be picked up as a trophy, that's right , that is his clone, more precisely, that is another publicity.

Soon, Zhang Yang was taken back to the city by the giant, and then he was surprised to find that the interior of this magnificent city was actually a ruin. Gone.

And in this city with a circumference of at least hundreds of miles, there are actually only two giants, oh, and those black armored soldiers, but in front of these two giants, those black armored soldiers seem to be more like puppets.

Zhang Yang can't understand.

However, the two giants were still complaining, and the main thing was that the giant named Wei Ji was drinking to drink, and the wine glass he used was like a seven-story residential building.

"Grass! Lao Tzu is a god, the **** with the purest blood of the Juque Protoss, and now he has been abandoned here like this, forever and ever!"

"Isn't there still a chance, not to mention, the body of the crazy woman is also in our hands, that is the law of the gods-"

As soon as Zhang Yang heard this, he and the talisman cage were thrown into a tower-shaped building in the center of the abandoned city by the giant.

There's a few seconds of stagnation, and then there's endless darkness.

——

"—The ancient law of death can always be fought."

A half-sentence was reflected, Zhang Yang, to be precise, Zhang Yang's clone, Yujian, remained normal, but he didn't dare to act rashly. These two giants are actually gods?

He doesn't know what the gods are, but he thinks they should be more powerful than the cultivators in the Mahayana period. Or at least close to it.

However, it shouldn't be a very comprehensive god, or why can't I find my sword avatar?

Zhang Yang thought so, but he didn't notice that when he was knocked into the air, the sword fell not into a corner, but onto a larger corpse. This corpse was obviously suppressed by heavy means.

However, the incident happened suddenly, and Zhang Yang didn't see it either, so naturally he didn't know at this moment that a few drops of golden, bright blood that didn't rot and dry up slowly wrapped the sword.

About a few minutes later, the Zhang Yang consciousness left on the sword avatar also fell into a drowsiness.

——

“Who am I?”

"Where am I?"

"Who kidnapped me?"

In the sunny room, Zhang Yanghu sat up, feeling extremely unreal, but fortunately, after a few seconds, he remembered everything.

"Are you awake?"

A man walks in outside the door~IndoMTL.com~ This guy is three meters tall, with a very good build, and his whole body is full of tendons, especially those eyes, when he looks at him, he looks like a dragon's gaze.

But behind the man stood a white-bearded old man who was only about 1.60 meters tall. At first glance, this was the Vault of Heaven Human Race, which was too intimate.

The old man did not speak, but held an hourglass-like object in front of Zhang Yang, watching the gold-like sand dripping inside.

After a long time, when the grains of sand stopped dripping, the old man said with a lonely face: "Leader, judging from the traces of time on his body, he should be a descendant of the ethnic group five billion years later. . In other words, we've been trapped in a cemetery of ashes for five billion years."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang remained stunned, but the man called the leader stepped forward and stared at him and asked:

"Which sequence do you come from? Don't try to hide, fall into the world of Ash Cemetery, there have always been natives, and you are obviously not natives here, so you must know something more interesting."

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