Village Building Order Frenzy

The sky seems to be pressing on the top of the head, making everyone feel that their chest is stuffy, very irritable, and their brains are aching.

This situation is terrifying.

This is part of the symptom of lack of oxygen.

That kind of cloudy cloud is not an ordinary cloud, when it condenses enough, it can even isolate the air.

At this moment, the whole village seems to be covered by a big iron pot, only a small amount of air can circulate in, and because of the low temperature and cold in the village, a lot of bonfires have to be lit, which will invisibly increase the scarcity of oxygen.

This is the truth of the village being wiped out by ghosts every winter.

At least part of the truth, after all, it is not possible to meet Mrs. Ghost in any village. (Author's note: The previous chapter was wrong. It is Mrs. Ghost, who is preparing to advance. If it is the Queen of Ghosts, there is no need to fight, and surrender.)

And all these hopes are being promoted here. Although today's battle broke out too early and hastily, he still has a lot of confidence.

There is no other reason, too much preparation.

"Where is the mountain god?"

When Zhang Yang made a gesture, Wu Yuan immediately roared.

In an instant, the mountain **** appeared.

"The little **** is here."

"Hufeng!"

"Telling!"

A gust of wind rolled up, tearing a corner of the cloud.

The 5th-level mountain **** is still weak, but if he has 20 units of mana and can do anything recklessly, it's completely different.

That's right, the mountain **** stored Zhang Yang's mana that had been purified with the blood of the monsters and the blood of the demon soldiers over these days, waiting for today's battle.

Without wind, there is no air, and without air, the flame cannot burn, and without the flame, the low temperature alone will freeze everyone to death.

When the first gust of wind rolled up, Zhang Yang suddenly shouted, and the wall of fire skyrocketed ten feet.

An angry scream came from the cloud of cloud in the sky, and more cloud cloud of cloud was manipulated, wanting to delay the overturned corner.

But the wind was bigger and stronger.

Twenty units of mana, combined with a 5th-level mountain **** who can cast the wind and rain **** spell, the combined effect is very explosive.

In just a few seconds, the gust of wind rose from level 5 to level 8.

No amount of cloudy clouds can stop it.

Soldiers and villagers in the village who had felt dizzy because of the scarcity of oxygen soon recovered, and the flames became more vigorous.

More firewood was ignited, and countless flames jumped, neutralizing the low temperature brought by the cloud.

This is a confrontation between two forces.

When every empty corner of the village lit up a fire, the terrible low temperature was finally expelled regionally.

At this moment,

Zhang Yang laughed wildly,

"Ignorance, maidservant, dare to oppose me?"

"Fire!"

Following his roar, the flames of the small village turned into a flying dragon and he quickly absorbed it.

In just a few seconds, a huge fireball with a diameter of more than 35 meters formed in his hand.

This is the true power of the A-level transcendent.

The real power of trembling and despair.

"call!"

As Zhang Yang quickly built the fourth closed circle, this huge fireball with a diameter of 35 meters soared into the air and went straight to an altitude of several hundred meters.

Under normal circumstances, even if the cloud of clouds condenses, it will still be a kilometer away from the ground, and the ghost lady will come and go without a trace, and can't be touched at all.

But now, this ghost lady was entangled with at least three ghost priests, five or six ghost assassins, and hundreds of ghosts, all operating at the same time, carrying the cloud of cloud to a few hundred meters high.

This is very powerful, just low temperature and lack of oxygen can destroy any enemy.

Unfortunately, this time I met Zhang Yang and a village that dared to move normally even in winter.

This battle, this moment, is destined to be the proudest moment in this village. From then on, year after year, there will be no more villagers afraid of the cold winter, no more villagers afraid of ghosts and ghosts!

Just one word, war!

The big fireball rising into the sky is like a sun, illuminating the entire dark night, and also illuminating all the weird and evil monsters!

But so.

In the next second, the sky was full of fireworks, the earth was like daylight, and the huge shock wave was like an 18-level gale, instantly tearing all the clouds of cloud, and even the buildings on the ground were blown down a lot.

Many villagers were injured as a result, but it did not matter.

The dispersal of the cloudy clouds caused the temperature to rise rapidly, and the villagers and soldiers saw the bright stars and a more spectacular meteor shower for the first time on this mysterious winter night.

Of course, it was not a meteor shower, but an unknown change occurred due to the explosion of the fireball, causing countless ghost crystals to fall, and then to be formed by the fire light.

White light flashed.

The village building order is automatically issued.

Each piece of information is mapped quickly.

"You looted 537 units of Ghost Crystal."

"You looted 49 units of Ghost Crystal."

"You killed a ghost priest."

"You killed two ghost assassins."

"..."

Without Mrs. Ghost, it escaped.

But at this moment, how could Zhang Yang care about it, because the more valuable thing is not the ghost lady, but the large number of cloudy clouds that are pulled and moved by the ghost lady and the ghost priest.

Zhang Yang continued to construct the second closed circuit circle, throwing small fireballs into the sky and exploding at an altitude of several hundred meters, like a huge firework show.

This is the best way to dispel the cloud of clouds, and it is also the most fanatical harvest.

As long as the clouds of shadows do not gather, then the so-called ghosts, the so-called ghost assassins, the so-called ghost priests, and the ghost ladies are considered balls?

Whenever a cloud of Yin Qi is broken up, dozens of ghost crystals will fall.

For an entire hour, Zhang Yang frantically threw hundreds of fireballs into the sky until his soul power was almost exhausted.

But within a dozen kilometers of the village, no cloud of gloom was seen anymore, all of them were scattered and knocked out.

Yes, the original publicity did not have the ability to hit the fireball to an altitude of thousands of meters.

But since these ghost clouds were carried by the ghost soldiers led by the ghost lady, it was not that easy to disperse them again. The shadow clouds didn't have long legs and couldn't escape at all.

This is all small money.

"Wa hahaha!"

"2300 units of ghost crystals, I have developed!"

Lying on the ground, watching the news about the mapping of the village building, Zhang Yang laughed so much that he wanted to cry, because it was also at this moment that he received the message that Wang Mumu was smoothly advanced and transcendent.

There is also information that Song Dahui, Duan Kuan, and Zhou Datou failed to advance and were frozen to death.

Fortunately, it can be resurrected.

Wu Yuan, Wang Shen, Ren and others dealt with the messy village. After laughing enough, they were helped and went straight to the center of the training ground, where Wang Mumu was still in a daze.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and kicked him with no effort, because he was out of strength, but just like that, half of his leg was directly frozen into a popsicle.

"My lord, forgive me, oh, I killed them."

Wang Mumu finally recovered, the two-meter-fifth man cried like a poor child.

"Minato, I will revive them right away, crying peat!"

Zhang Yang was so angry that he wanted to slap him a few times, but considering the terrifying consequences, let it go.

So Wang Mumu immediately showed an expression of expectation like a puppy.

However, Zhang Yang recovered his composure. Instead of using the resurrection potion, he called out a golden balance, first put a unit of ghost crystal, the price given above was 5000 energy.

Sure enough, a good thing.

So Zhang Yang put another ten units of ghost crystals, hey, activated the second trading mode, a nine-point wishful dice.

Then put ten units, um, fifty units of ghost crystals to activate the third trading mode, first-grade Jidan.

One hundred units, the fourth trading mode, resurrection potion.

Three hundred units, the fifth trading mode, random soldiers.

Zhang Yang became excited because he had never activated the sixth trading mode.

Two hundred units, three hundred units, and one thousand units in one go. Finally, the sixth trading mode appeared.

"What is this thing?"

Zhang Yang stared at a small bottle that appeared on the golden balance, very surprised, and there was no explanation behind it.

He gritted his teeth and exchanged it, anyway, I had enough ghost crystals in his hand.

The next second, the little bottle came into his hand.

At the same time, the information mapped on the village building order seemed to be springing up, swishing out.

"Found an item in the world of Xianxia, ​​ice marrow pill × 1."

"Special props can be used to redeem a village building mission to obliterate punishment."

"Effects can be used to warm and nourish the flesh, muscles, bones, meridians and souls, all attributes are +1."

——

Zhang Yang was taken aback, can't this thing be resurrected?

After thinking about it, he switched to the fourth mode and exchanged 300 units of ghost crystals for four resurrection potions, before saving the three of Duan Kuan back.

The quality of the resurrection potion was very resounding, and the three of Duan Kuan had just been frozen to death, their bodies were intact, so it was easy to resurrect.

It was when the resurrection ceremony was over, and when they opened their eyes, the ice blue eyes almost made Zhang Yang think it was a ghost coming.

Had it not been for Wang Mumu's icy blue eyes, Zhang Yang vowed that he would immediately throw them all into the fire.

Of course, even so, he still held the utmost vigilance, talking with the three people after the resurrection one by one.

"who are you?"

"My lord, I am Duan Kuan."

"who are you?"

"My lord, I am a hammer."

"who are you?"

"My lord, I am Datou Zhou, what's wrong with you, don't scare us!"

"Okay, the danger is relieved." Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to examine the attributes of the three of them one by one. There was basically no change, just one more talent.

Breath of Ice: Immune to damage from Yin Qi and from ghosts. When attacking, it can cause massive freezing damage to the target enemy through physical contact or weapon contact. Side effects, extinction.

What a sad news~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then Zhang Yang had to be grateful for his decision two months ago. At least three of them have blood descendants.

Looking at Wang Mumu again, it's completely different, it should be that the bloodline advancement is perfect.

At this moment, he is already a four-star hero, and his attributes have become very popular.

Strength A-, Agility D+, Defense A-, Soul C.

Talents: Great Power, Iron Wall, Shield Soul, Ice Blood (this talent can be passed on to future generations)

Skills: Heaven and Earth Double Return, Flying Cloud Shield, Ice Shield Formation.

Heroic aura: defend as a mountain.

——

"It turns out that the two attributes are transcendent. I have made a lot of money this time."

Zhang Yang was extremely shocked, because he knew what it meant that both attributes were extraordinary, it was terrible, terrible.