Village Building Order Frenzy

Although he was mentally prepared for a thousand days, he would definitely be caught.

But at this moment Zhang Yang was still shocked, and then a scene that made him even more frightened appeared.

The sky-blue brilliance gently emerged around his true spirit, turning into blue stars, floating and spinning, beautifully.

However, this blue star actually cut off the connection between Zhang Yang and the boat of death, and he could not send it back.

"Haha! You thief who stole the fire, are you running away? The deity took great pains to capture you. Now, if the deity doesn't train you, it's really a display of this **** refining formation!"

Cang Winter God's angry voice sounded, his teeth were itching with hatred.

Civilized firearms are not harmful to most gods, and even many powerful Kryptonian demigods do not take civilized firearms seriously.

However, the spittoon urn was specially designed to smuggle time waste, so for the orthodox civilized firearms born on the backbone of the long river of time, it is a tyrannical restraint.

A small amount of civilized firework has no deterrent to the spittoon urn. In order to make up the civilization firework that can refine the spittoon urn, God of Cang Winter has planned a full layout for more than 100,000 years. For this reason, he will cooperate with the virus family. Hundreds of thousands of life and death challenges were placed in the fifth sequence of thousands of civilizations.

With the help of the civilization flames generated by the arena of life and death, this was the place to set up a grand formation of refining God.

In the end, the little thief who didn't know where he came from, had stolen more than one-thousandth of the civilized salaries without noticing it.

How can you endure this, because this matter is related to the true life and death of Cang Dong!

Really think he would be willing to be a spittoon officer who can't even accommodate the six sequence frames?

Smuggling time waste, reversing time, this is challenging the long river of time, the six major sequences, the common rules of the heavens and the world, the kind that is truly undesirable.

But there is no way. He mistakenly thought that holding the thigh of the ancient **** would allow him to gain a foothold in the fourth sequence. As a result, half of his true spirit was sealed by the ancient **** in this spittoon. If he didn't smuggle, he would die!

Fortunately, the ancient **** seems to have encountered some major trouble. He hasn't shown up for hundreds of thousands of years. He only plans in every possible way. First he reveals some news, let a group of enemies kill him, and rob his own world. The dimension was reduced to the fifth sequence, and finally this great refining formation was completed.

As long as the spittoon urn is refined, he no longer needs to be controlled by the ancient god.

Therefore, Cang Dong was particularly angry at the sabotage publicity, not only threw his true spirit into the core of the refining formation, but also directly into the spittoon.

Inside, there is a place of death.

Time waste, but the six major sequences, the most vicious non-toxic substance in the universe.

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, completely immobile.

"This thing, is it 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 subject memory, but there was a very detailed record in the filtered magic information.

The mechanical iron **** sand is a more vicious and weird substance made of mechanical soul gold. Once this thing comes out, it can isolate space and information. It is the best way to interrupt the transmission-type talent skills.

No wonder Zhang Yang's connection with the Ship of Death was cut off.

If his body is cut off, then he can continue to contact the boat of death.

But now only his true spirit is cut off, which is troublesome.

After all, for the boat of death, he still stayed quietly on board.

But if the true spirit is gone, what is the use of having a body without him? It is a vegetable.

Zhang Yang wanted to smile wryly, this time it was really a big game.

He couldn't see what was going on around him at all, couldn't sense it, the mechanical iron **** sand was really well-deserved, saying that to isolate everything, it really isolates everything, unless you encounter something more ironic.

In fact, only a second later, the ironer substance appeared. Among the spittoons, of course, what can exist is the time waste that has not been dumped.

The accumulation of these time wastes year after year has formed a unique ecology, um, mutation, so it is more terrifying than the true flame of nothingness.

Three hundred mechanical iron **** sands were dissolved in hundreds of them in less than half a minute.

Even the blatant true spirit is no exception, and this dissolution is more painful than touching the purple fire.

It hurts so much that he can't howl anymore.

What can I do at this time?

A purple fire was spit out by the public. He didn't know whether this kind of civilized fire could fight the more toxic time waste, but it could definitely restrain the spittoon.

"Om!"

"Boom!"

Only when the purple fire appeared, the whole world began to violently oscillate. In this turbulence, the time wastes of different colors and flaring teeth and claws seemed to be **** with a layer of shackles and pressed down.

The crisis is temporarily lifted.

But Zhang Yang only saw the space here at this time, and he felt that it was huge and vast.

I can't see the side at a glance.

There is no sky, no earth, only time wastes that are bound. They no longer appear in the form of flames of emptiness here, but all kinds, some like people, some like clouds, some like monsters, Some are like trees and flowers, and some are like mountains and rivers. In short, this means a terrible thing.

That is, these time wastes seem to have their own spirit.

Zhang Yang couldn't even imagine what kind of terrifying destruction would be caused if these time wastes that produced his own spirit rushed out of this spittoon and appeared in the world?

Or, this is the consequence of traveling backwards through the long river of time.

But this is not what Zhang Yang needs to consider now, he must first see if he can save himself.

Three hundred mechanical iron gods of sand were dissolved and 142, but there were still 158 deadly fixed on the true spirit of the publicity. This is the disgusting thing about this thing, and it is also the **** of winter. The reason for not intending to recycle.

This is a kind of brown sugar, as long as it is stained, we are good brothers, good partners, and will not be separated forever, whether you are a human or a ghost, a demon or a demon.

"Can't I cut my true spirit in half, right?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be grateful for his true spirit freestyle during this time, making the true spirit so strong as a towering tree, so the 158 mechanical iron **** sand can only cover half of the true spirit.

He even weakly senses the Death Boat now. I have to say that the Death Boat is still awesome. If the number of Mechanical Iron God Sand is less than a few dozen, he will definitely be able to summon the Death Boat in.

Thinking like this, suddenly a voice sounded.

"Who are you? Could it be that Old Demon Jiu Chu's calculations were also taken?"

The blatant true spirit followed the sound to induce it, and in the distance, there was a strange birdcage mountain with a monster larger than the mountain trapped inside. This monster had three heads, one of which had a golden horn. There are white hairs on one head and red eyes on the other.

So Zhang Yang immediately knew who it was.

Isn't that half of the hapless Cangdong's true spirit or who?

As for the old demon Yuchu, it must be the ancient god.

I don't know if Cang Dong can contact his true spirit trapped in the spittoon, and is this true spirit? How does it seem to be the body.

At this time, the true spirit of Cangdong in the birdcage and mountains spoke again:

"My name is Cangdong, I belong to the Abyss Demon Race. I have been trapped here for 280,000 years. You seem to be from the Sky Celestial Race?"

Cang Dong Zhenling's tone was very plain, and there was no smoke or fire, just like an old man who was accustomed to the changing situation, calmly and calmly.

But Zhang Yang didn't believe it. It's strange that anyone has been trapped for so long without going crazy.

So he didn't pay attention to it. If you have the ability, just fly over and peck at me.

"The mechanical iron **** sand on your body is not easy to deal with. Over time, they will burrow into the depths of your true spirit and eventually occupy the nest in your true spirit. I have a solution here, you might as well try. "

Cangdong True Spirit continued to speak, and then regardless of whether he believed it or not, he explained the way to resolve it.

This time, Zhang Yang was finally moved, because he carefully figured out that the method Cangdong True Spirit said was really effective.

It won't happen, this Cangdong is actually a good person?

Hehe, I don't believe it.

But why not try?

The method Cang Dong said is a true spirit tempering method, specifically used to strengthen the true spirit horizontally, because according to him, the remaining time waste in this spittoon urn is extremely cruel, even if it is suppressed by the urn. , It will occasionally erupt once, compared with them, real time waste is gentle like a little sheep.

Therefore, as the true spirit imprisoned here, one must learn to fight.

As for this true spirit tempering method, it was not created by Cangdong true spirit, but was left by the true spirit of the last spittoon officer, and the true spirit of the last spittoon officer was obtained from the last spittoon officer.

After all, the ancient gods did not know how long they existed, and the trunk of the retrograde time did not know how many times, and how many time wastes needed to be dealt with~www.NovelMTL.com~ so the spittoon officer naturally had to be one after another. Grab one.

In short, Cang Dong Zhenling himself said that as long as you come here, don't think about going out. The ancient **** Jiu Chu has been domineering for tens of millions of years, and no one can cure it.

Instead of that, it is better to relax your mind and make the rest of your life less boring.

Such a statement is half-believing, 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 and meets the true and good Cangdong, will it cause a split in personality?

The true spirit tempering method is indeed real and extremely overbearing.

After only practicing for a while, Zhang Yang clearly found that his true spirit became stronger again.

Moreover, he even noticed that this true spirit tempering method can make the true spirit gods, that is, the so-called huge mountain, coercive like prison, such a moment of true·good person Cangdong true spirit.

At this level, it doesn’t even matter if you have a body.