Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 572: The saliva of the plague god
When the 09 trumpet Zhang Yang successfully ignited the witch fire of the ancient Wu people, Zhang Yang, who was in the sword fairy world, also woke up from meditation (sleeping) at the same time.
"Huh? Why do I suddenly feel like I'm going to fall into a pit and encounter a **** disaster? Could it be that someone is pitting me?"
Zhang Yang muttered to himself, then pinched his fingers and calculated—what a shit, the old rules, the true spirit vibrates three hundred times, first comprehensively, from the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside. , bang bang bang bang bang...
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang stood in front of the World Tree refreshed and in a better state than ever before.
"Tsk, this is really what kind of cat and dog want to come to me to make a lot of money, Uncle Zhang is so easy-"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang's eyes were rounder than oranges, grass! what the hell? again?
At this moment, his passivated true spirit particles suddenly dispersed, and he saw a gray thread as thin as spider silk in the void passing straight through the unknowable void, just about to wrap around his body. above.
These gray filaments are really invisible, colorless, and barrier-free. Even Taoyao's ten eyes of celestial secrets have not monitored it, let alone Li Guohuai's Tianshu Hall. In front of the line is like a dummy.
If it wasn't for Zhang Yang, who is now sitting on Chaos with eighty-eight units - the rich man of the ancient law of black and white, he would not even have discovered this thing at all.
"I joined, this is really a person sitting at home, disaster comes from the sky, who is putting a trick on Lao Tzu? Hey, it can't be some trumpet, right?" Zhang Yang was very surprised, because although he now The true spirit is passivated, and he can no longer split the trumpet to drag the corpse forward, but before that, he made a lot of trumpets, and these trumpets grow wildly on their own, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all. There are as many as fourteen trumpets that need his attention, so he can't figure out where the pits come from for a while?
"It doesn't matter, since it's jumping into the pit, let's make a whole wave first. Really, I'm still the first subject of the year. You trumpeters want to be promoted, so you have to wait!"
Zhang Yang smiled, and without saying a word, he captured his little cousin as a coolie. Alas, young people need more practice.
A few seconds later, Mu Shaoan's figure appeared, still complaining.
"I said, Lao Zhang, what about you? You also used the Heaven and Earth Jun Ling. I am now studying the critical moment of Kendo Law 4.0. Let me tell you, if the inspiration is gone, you will not be able to afford it - I am Go, cousin, what are you doing? Why do you keep trying to die like this! I think you are the king of the barbarians, you can get it, why don't I abdicate and let the virtuous?"
Mu Shaoan exclaimed in surprise because he had already seen the seemingly ordinary gray line, and was immediately frightened to jump 30 meters.
"Stop talking, you think I'm willing, I was sitting at home, eating hot pot and singing songs, but who would have thought that such a thing would fall off, I'm still wronged! Quickly think of a solution! "
Zhang Yang stood there, expressing that he was very anxious, and took out two iced watermelons and nibbled them.
Mu Shaoan sighed. He was sure that he must have done a lot of evil in his previous life and his next life, and the way of heaven would not tolerate it, and then he had such a shameless cousin. Pity that he is so kind, pure, handsome, handsome and unparalleled. Caught coolie.
"Cousin, to tell you the truth, you know the third-generation pesticides, right? This is the important target of the third-generation pesticides reference, the legendary Plague God's saliva. As for why it is the Plague God's saliva, Forgive me for not knowing the reason, I can't and can't tell you. In short, I think the power of this thing is almost equivalent to one-tenth of the third-generation pesticides. If one is bad, you This little property is all over, um, you can ask for more happiness, I'm busy."
After grabbing a piece of iced watermelon from Zhang Yang's hand, Mu Shaoan left in a hurry. He is a serious worker and will not be lazy like someone else.
"The drool of the plague god?"
Zhang Yang was thoughtful and didn't care about Mu Shao'an's departure. He originally asked this kid to see if the gray line was the third generation of pesticides. If so, he immediately packed up and turned around. Run, if not, be prepared to run too.
Of course, you have to do some tricks before you run.
As soon as I moved in my heart, the imprint of the Milky Way of the apprentice time guardian appeared in front of my eyes. The numbers on it were still the same, the year, month, day, hour, minute and second——::0.
"I want to exchange all the information about the Plague God's saliva."
As Zhang Yang's voice fell, the imprint of the galaxy spun rapidly. In an instant, an answer appeared, and then he was immediately deducted for three minutes. Zhang Yang was trembling in pain, but it also showed how much saliva this **** of plague had. Niubi.
"If this goes on, I have to take the initiative to find a job. I don't want to be eliminated in a million years."
Sighing, Zhang Yang clicked on the complete information provided by Time Changhe.
This information is not in words, nor images, nor any pictures. It is very strange. If you only use your eyes to see and listen to your ears, you will never get an answer, so you have to use true spirit to sense it, and At the beginning of the message, there was a warning that a true spirit of five leaves or more must be obtained to try to sense it.
Zhang Yang is naturally a five-leaf real spirit now, and since he is still passivated halfway, so to be honest, he doesn't even know the upper limit of his defensive ability. Anyway, referring to Mu Xiaogui, he thinks he can also resist the third-generation killer. Insect repellant——And after three days, after using the real inspiration to respond, Zhang Yang burst into tears, knelt on the ground and retched for a while, and the vomited liquid turned into an extremely terrifying monster the moment it appeared in this world, It was as if some great horror was about to come.
"Draft Master!"
A full twelve black and white chess pieces were smashed down in a rotation, suppressing all the treacherousness on the spot, and continuously crushing them, leaving no scum.
In the end, Zhang Yangcai lay on the ground with lingering fears, his whole body was dull, no, he was old, a kind of feeling that he had recovered from a serious illness and was struggling from the death line.
After a full hour, he finally had the strength to curse.
"I'll slap it, how can there be such an evil and unsolved **** in this world?"
The saliva of the God of Plague has nothing to do with the God of Plague, but it is actually hundreds of thousands of times more powerful than the God of Plague.
This is not a specific creature at all. It exists purely for the sake of disgusting people. No, no, no, even the information provided by Time Changhe has no specific source. It can only be determined that this thing is a mess , not very big, but very, very, very huge. If the unit is used as the unit (the length, width and height of 10,000 kilometers), the total volume is about 10 to the 90th power. Hey, I can't imagine this. How big is it! (After all, someone doesn't know how big it is)
In short, it's scary, can you imagine a scene where a super-large viscous phlegm is steadily flying towards you?
It seems that you can't escape.
"So the truth is like this. Someone was tricking me, activating some kind of power, and then it attracted the saliva of the plague god, and then the plague god's saliva would lock me in a straight line, so the sticky phlegm was like this. It flew towards me, and this gray line is the positioning device for the saliva of the plague god."
"Uncle, don't let me catch you little bastard!"
Zhang Yang was so furious that he almost scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks. At this time, the reply letter that he issued three days ago to let all the trumpets report their work finally arrived, and he locked it in only three seconds. the outbreak of the problem.
"09 trumpet? Oh, my brother, you have hurt us this time. You said that you have nothing to activate the witch fire of the ancient witch clan? Are you making me cry and kill Ma Su? Um, wait, the saliva of the Plague God can actually penetrate the game barrier of the ancient god, right?"
Zhang Yang blinked and suddenly felt that this was a huge opportunity.
Think about it.
They are now trapped in the game enchantment of the ancient gods, and it is easy to escape.
That's why he sent a trumpet to try to find an opportunity to break through.
But now, attracting the saliva of the **** of plague will definitely be able to penetrate the barrier, so now you only need to do two things.
First, throw the guiding coordinates of this gray line, at least to the Xing clan.
Second, in any case, the Law of Kendo 4.0 must be completed before the saliva of the God of Plague arrives. Only in this way, and then combined with the swords of thousands of Mahayana swordsmen, like an engine, can this side of heaven and earth be in the best possible way. Get out of this whirlpool of events quickly!
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Based on the particularity of the plague god's saliva, Zhang Yang immediately made three inferences.
First of all, the ancient witch clan must have a great relationship with the spit of the **** of plague. Either they made it, or they all fell into it. This is why the Xing clan must be full of fourth-order wandering, and then change their surname and name, Even the core talents are sealed and blocked.
Secondly, it cannot be ruled out that the Xingzu people deliberately jumped into the trap of this ancient god's game, because to them, the saliva of the plague **** is like a nightmare cloud, always lingering in the blood gene of their family, and it will break out at some time. All dead.
However, in the game of the ancient gods, they can survive. Maybe they want to use the power of the ancient gods to fight the saliva of the plague god?
It's very possible, otherwise it can't explain why the world of the Xing clan people collapsed so quickly. Maybe they did it on purpose. Even if they don't have their own trumpets to light the witch fire today, the Xing clan people will definitely ignite the witch fire themselves. .
Third, most of the saliva of the **** of plague is related to the waste of time, so it is very likely that there will be a long-term guardian mission. He has to make plans early. If he can make a wave, it is best to make a wave. After all, time Numbers are important.
"So, I have to hurry up and process more chaos - the ancient law of black and white. At the same time, I must also increase the investment in the 09 trumpet, so that he can move the hatred value of this gray line and ridicule it, otherwise It always falls on my head and says, "Is your heart worthy of death!"
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