Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 484: Really good man Cangdong
Although I was mentally prepared, I was a thief for a thousand days and I was bound to be caught.
But Zhang Yang was still startled at the moment, and then, a scene that terrified him even more appeared.
A trail of sky-blue brilliance gently emerged around his true spirit, turning into blue stars, floating and spinning, beautiful.
However, this blue star actually isolated Zhang Yang from the connection with the death boat, and he was unable to teleport back.
"Haha! You little fire thief, are you running away? The deity took great pains to capture you. Now, if the deity doesn't train you to the core, it's really a decoration! "
The furious voice of the Cang Winter God resounded, making his teeth itch with hatred.
The fire of civilization is not harmful to the vast majority of gods, and even many powerful demigods of krypton gold will not take the fire of civilization seriously.
But the spittoon urn is specially used to smuggle time waste, so as an orthodox civilization fuel born on the main line of time, it is designed to kill and restraint.
A small amount of civilization fire has no deterrent to the spittoon big urn. In order to gather enough civilization fire that can refine the spittoon big urn, Cang Dongshen has planned for hundreds of thousands of years. With cooperation, hundreds of thousands of life and death arenas have been set up in the thousands of civilizations in the fifth sequence.
With the help of the fire of civilization generated by the battle of life and death, the Great Spirit Refinement Formation was set up.
As a result, the little thief who got out of nowhere has stolen more than one-thousandth of the civilization's firepower without him noticing.
How can I endure this, because this matter is related to the real life and death of his Cang Dong!
I really thought he was willing to be a spittoon officer who couldn't even fit in the framework of the six major sequences?
Smuggling time waste, reversing time, this is the challenge of the long river of time, the six major sequences, the common rules of the heavens and the world, and it is the real one that is not good to die.
But there is no way. He mistakenly thought that he could stand in the fourth sequence by hugging the thigh of the ancient god. As a result, half of his true spirit was sealed in this spittoon by the ancient god. die!
Fortunately, the ancient **** seems to have encountered some serious trouble. He hasn't shown up for hundreds of thousands of years. He just planned everything. First, he revealed some news, let a group of enemies kill him, and then robbed his world. , and finally automatically reduced the dimension to the fifth sequence, and finally completed this God Refining Formation.
As long as the spittoon urn is refined, he will no longer have to be controlled by the ancient god.
That's why Cang Dong was very angry at the publicity of the destruction. Not only did he threw his true spirit into the core of the Great Spirit Refinement Formation, but he also threw it directly into the spittoon.
In there, there is a place of death.
Time waste, but the six major sequences, the most vicious non-toxic substances in the heavens and the world.
At this moment, Zhang Yang, who was thrown into the spittoon urn, has calmed down, and there is nothing he can do if he is not calm. His true spirit has been completely fixed by the blue stars, and he cannot move at all.
"Is this thing a mechanical iron sand made of mechanical soul gold? This Cangdong is really a good family."
Zhang Yang carefully identified that there was no similar knowledge in his main body memory, but there were very detailed records in the filtered magic information.
Mechanical iron sand is a more vicious and strange substance made of mechanical soul gold. Once it comes out, it can isolate space and information, and it is the best way to interrupt teleportation talent skills.
It's no wonder that Zhang Yang's connection to the Death Ship was cut off all of a sudden.
If his body is cut off, he can continue to communicate with the Death Ship.
But now it's just his true spirit that's been cut off, which is troublesome.
After all, for the ship of death, Zhang Yang is still quietly on the ship.
But if the true spirit is gone, what's the use of him having a body, that's a vegetative person.
Zhang Yang wanted to smile bitterly, but this time he really played a big game.
He can't see or sense what's going on around him. The mechanical iron sand is really well-deserved. If you say that you isolate everything, you really isolate everything, unless you meet someone who is more iron-clad.
As a matter of fact, just a second later, something even more iron appeared. In the spittoon urn, of course, the only thing that can exist is the time waste that has not been dumped cleanly.
The accumulation of these time wastes year after year has long formed a unique ecology, um, that is, mutation, so it is more terrifying than the real flame of nothingness.
Three hundred pieces of mechanical iron sand were dissolved in less than half a minute.
Even the true spirit of publicity is no exception, and this dissolution is more painful than contact with purple fire.
It hurts so much that he can't even howl.
What can I do at this time?
A purple fire was spat out by Zhang Yang, and he didn't know whether this kind of civilization fire could resist the more poisonous time waste, but it would definitely restrain the spittoon urn.
"Om!"
"Boom!"
Only when the purple fire appeared, the whole world began to vibrate violently. In this shock, the time wastes of different colors and claws seemed to be bound by a layer of shackles and pressed down firmly.
Crisis temporarily lifted.
And Zhang Yang only saw the space here at this time, and he had a feeling that it was huge and vast.
Totally out of sight.
There is no sky, there is no earth, there is only a tethered waste of time, which no longer appears here in the form of a flame of nothingness, but in various forms, some like people, some like clouds, some Like monsters, some like trees and flowers, some like mountains and rivers, in short, this means a very terrible thing.
That is, these time wastes all seem to produce their own spirits.
Zhang Yang can't imagine what kind of terrifying destruction it will cause if these time wastes that produce their own spirits burst out of this spittoon and appear in the world?
Or, this is the consequence of traveling backwards through the backbone of time.
But this is not something Zhang Yang needs to consider now. He has to see if he can save himself first.
Three hundred mechanical iron sands have been dissolved and one hundred and forty-two, but there are still one hundred and fifty-eight fixed on the true spirit of publicity. This is the disgusting thing about this thing. The reason why Cang Dongshen did not intend to recycle.
This belongs to the cowhide candy. As long as it is stained with it, we are good brothers and good partners.
"Can't I cut half of my true spirit?"
Zhang Yang can't help but feel fortunate that he has freestyled his True Spirit during this period of time, making the True Spirit as strong as a towering tree, so the one hundred and fifty-eight mechanical iron sand can only cover half of the True Spirit.
He even faintly senses the death boat now. I have to say, the death boat is still awesome. If the number of mechanical iron sands is less than a few dozen, he will definitely be able to summon the death boat. Come in.
While thinking so, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Who are you? Could it be that you also fell into Old Demon Jiuchu's plan?"
The true spirit of Zhang Yang sensed the sound, and saw a strange birdcage mountain in the distance in the distance, trapped inside a monster bigger than a mountain. This monster has three heads, one of which grows Golden Horn, with white hair on one head and red eyes on the other.
So Zhang Yang immediately knew who it was.
Isn't it the half spirit of the hapless Cangdong or who?
As for the old demon Jiuchu, it must be the ancient god.
I don't know if Cang Dong can get in touch with the true spirit trapped in the spittoon. Also, is this the true spirit? How does it seem to be the body.
At this time, the true spirit of Cangdong in the birdcage mountain said again:
"My name is Cang Dong, I'm an abyss demon. I've been trapped here for 280,000 years. You seem to be from the Vault of Heaven?"
Cangdong Zhenling's tone is very flat, and there is no fireworks, just like an old man who is used to seeing the changes of the situation, calm and calm.
But Zhang Yang doesn't believe it, it's no wonder anyone who has been trapped for so long doesn't go crazy.
So he doesn't care. If you have the ability, you can fly over and peck me.
"The mechanical iron sand on your body is not easy to deal with. Over time, they will drill into the depths of your true spirit, and eventually occupy the magpie's nest in your true spirit. I have a solution here, you may as well Try it."
Cangdong Zhenling continued to speak, and then, regardless of whether Zhang Yang believed it or not, he explained the solution on his own.
This time, Zhang Yang was finally moved, because he thought about it carefully, the method Cang Dong Zhenling said was really effective.
No, this Cangdong is actually a good person?
Oh, I don't believe it.
However, why not try it?
The method Cang Dong said is a true spirit tempering method, which is specially used to strengthen the true spirit horizontally, because according to what he said, the residual time waste in this spittoon urn is extremely ferocious, even if there are large The suppression of the urn occasionally erupts. Compared with them, the real waste of time is as gentle as a little sheep.
So, as a true spirit imprisoned here, you must learn to fight.
As for this real spirit tempering method, it was not created by Cangdong Zhenling, but was left by the real spirit of the last spittoon official, and the real spirit of the last spittoon official was from the previous spittoon official. owned.
After all, I don't know how long the ancient gods have existed, how many times the trunk of the river has gone retrograde, and I don't know how much time waste needs to be processed~IndoMTL.com~ So the spittoon officer naturally has to be appointed one after another. Grab another one.
In short, Cang Dong Zhenling himself said, as long as you come in here, don't think about going out, the ancient **** Jiuchu has been domineering for tens of millions of years, and no one can control it.
It's better to relax and make the rest of your life less boring than that.
Such a statement, Zhang Yang is dubious, but this true spirit tempering method may really be a good thing.
I just don't know, if the evil Cangdong outside finally refines the spittoon urn and meets the real good Cangdong, will it cause a split of personality?
The true spirit tempering method is indeed real, and it is extremely overbearing.
Zhang Yang only practiced for a period of time, and he obviously found that his true spirit had grown stronger again.
Moreover, he also noticed that this True Spirit Tempering Method can make the True Spirit God powerful, that is, the so-called huge as a mountain, coercive as a prison, such a real good person Cangdong True Spirit.
At this level, it doesn't even matter whether you have a body or not,