Village Building Order Frenzy

The lavender patterned bed nets, velvet bed covers, exquisite furniture, soft and thick carpets, and gorgeous lamps all signify the noble identity of the owner.

　　 It’s just that, at this moment, the strong smell of herbs mixed with the smell of rotten flesh and blood filled the room, and the unrepressible and painful coughing continued to sound. No matter how noble blood identity was in the face of the epidemic, it would be useless.

　　 No. 09 Zhang Yang looked at the woman on the bed whose half of her body was rotten, but still had a breath, and shook her head regretfully.

If he can, he really wants to save this woman, not only because this is his fiancée, but also because he can obtain most of the control of an entire kingdom as long as he marries this woman. This is for his plan. Important help, but now it seems that everything is unnecessary.

　　 walked out of the room, No.09 Zhang Yang sighed, the Xing Clan member was cocooning himself, of course he himself was cocooning himself.

They all thought that they could use the witch fire to guide the big droplets, but unexpectedly, although the guidance was successful, and it really temporarily pushed back some of the intentions of the ancient gods of the'game', it also successfully attracted the core level of the big droplets. the power of.

　　 A terrible plague, with an indescribable curse, erupted crazily within a few days, first polluting the ground veins, and then the crumbling heaven and earth fell, and the entire Xing Clan world became a playground of big droplets.

　　 is as strong as the gods, and can only survive.

　　 His fiancee, who had been able to manage for hundreds of years, was already close to the **** of heaven, but now he can't hold it.

As for Zhang Yang on the 09th, he was captured by that unspeakable curse earlier. If he hadn’t had a passivated true spirit particle that could suppress the abnormal changes in his body, he would have died long ago, no, or It has become a pestilence under the control of Da Fei Mozi!

　　 "I'm probably the most unlucky and the most failed trumpet."

　　 With a wry smile, Zhang Yang looked at the prosperous capital a few days ago, now it is a **** on earth.

　　 This huge city has a history of one hundred thousand years. There are two gods sitting in the town, and it is known as the most invincible Satre Mango (Xingzu language: giant of the earth, in addition, the Xingzu civilization adopts the kingdom system, and there is no ordinary segregation).

　　 "I don't know how the main body is preparing? The original plan was to strive for a buffer of one to two thousand years, but it only lasted for 500 years."

　　 No. 09 Zhang Yang sighed, and because of the suspected will of the game ancient god, he has not contacted the main body for 500 years, but only one-way transmission of some information from time to time.

　　 Now, he only needs to complete the last one-way information intelligence, and he can die calmly.

　　 No. 09 Zhang Yang walked slowly, and not far away was piled up with swollen corpses, but the corpses were constantly crawling out of hideous monsters, or the corpses were turned into new monsters.

　　 The sky was gloomy, and only a dark whirlpool remained, like some kind of evil eyes, but in fact, it was the heaven and earth that was infected and corrupted by the big droplets in the world of Xing Clan.

　　 At this moment, it is under the control of Da Fei Mozi's will, and it is constantly raining poisonous rain and evil wind toward this land, destroying every surviving creature that is infested with it.

And on the earth, many evil and filthy seeds emerge from the soil and from the corpse water, and grow up vigorously. They spread their teeth and claws, and they are in weird shapes. They continue to sing a weird song that ordinary people cannot hear. This song will follow the evil. The wind blows into the distance, over the mountains, over the river, the tall city walls, powerful witchcraft, and magical powers cannot be blocked. They will penetrate into the soul of any creature, among the true spirits, always on the tip. Calling, roaring, polluting, tearing.

　　Xing people, it's over.

　　 The civilization flames passed down from the ancient witch tribe are also completely finished.

On the 09th, Zhang Yang walked step by step, using a huge hammer to smash all the corpses, spirits, and insects that were blocking the way. The jet-black flesh and blood were like cinders, spreading behind him. Spacious runway.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The street houses in front of him suddenly began to collapse in a large area, and then a dark palm that was several times larger than a locomotive came out. With just a hard effort, half of the street collapsed, revealing a burly giant one hundred meters tall.

　　 "It's you, my father-in-law."

　　 The corners of No. 09's open mouth are cocked, and this person in front of him is the former king, the Xing Clan god, the ignitor of the ancient witch fire, who was once an important partner in the publicity plan.

　　 Four days ago, when the mutation happened, Zhang Yang entrusted him to guard their own veins. After all, for the Xing people, it doesn't matter if the sky collapses, but the veins must not be lost.

　　 As it turned out now, the future father-in-law has been soaked in the power of Da Fei Mo Zi and completely degenerate.

　　 "Then, let's make a break!"

　　 Zhang Yang gave a wry smile. He didn't want to escape anymore, and he couldn't beat him. He didn't expect the subject to avenge his hatred. Alas, the life of a trumpet is a bitter!

　　 "The Will of the Earth!"

With a low growl, the giant hammers that were originally three meters long on each side lit up the war patterns of the ancient witches. This is the strongest surface he has deciphered for the past five hundred years. The battle pattern, as long as there is enough earth veins to support, then even the gods can get down.

　　 As for this giant hammer, he made it with two black and white bricks that suppressed air luck. It was considered a divine tool.

I think he used this great hammer and the strongest war pattern on the surface to forcibly explode the fiancé’s father who was still arrogant at the time, and captured the heart of his stronger fiancée. After a savage and rude marriage proposal, he has lost the support of the power of the earth veins now, here and now, and he has the right to see him farewell.

　　 "Wumaglita poisons God!"

　　 The ex-father-in-law, who was a hundred meters high, suddenly roared from the mouth of the fallen god, but it was the language of the ancient witch clan.

The translated meaning of 　　 is-surrender to our lord, offer true spirit, and gain eternal life.

　　 If it wasn't that the scene was wrong, Zhang Yang would have laughed. How about making a joke about your sister? Such a low-level line, one billion times the bad review!

　　 Holding a giant hammer, one traversed and jumped to a height of one thousand meters. The war pattern on the giant hammer instantly evolved the will of the earth, like a towering mountain with a radius of hundreds of kilometers crashing down.

　　 The fallen **** on the ground suddenly cracked his big mouth, as if he was laughing. No, its big mouth was expanding, and it instantly expanded to several thousand square kilometers. In the big mouth, rotting air gushes out!

　　 The mountain-like giant hammer in his hand was not waiting for it to fall, and it began to shatter like rotten mushrooms. The battle pattern of the will of the earth flickered and dimmed, and could be extinguished at any time.

　　 sighed, Zhang Yang didn't think about avoiding, anyway, it's only a death, so jump in and explode the real spirit!

　　 And at this moment, a bright light lit up, like a golden sunlight pierced through the mist, directly covering the open mind.

　　 "I can finally get online!"

　　 Zhang Yang almost left tears of excitement.

　　 In only one thousandth of a second, the subject's consciousness and the 09 trumpet's consciousness were synchronized with information and data.

　　 Then in the next one-thousandth of a second, the 09 trumpet Zhang Yang knew everything, and he even thought about it with emotion, Qu Shang's ten thousand years, no, the 30,000-year-old female partner is finally going to get right.

　　 One second, the network ends.

　　 The main body did not send any huge resources, nor did it have any power to deliver it, but just data synchronization was enough.

　　 The giant hammer in his hand is half decayed, and it is chaotic—the ancient black and white law is still a little weak in the face of the core pollution of the big droplets. Zhang Yang jumped into that giant mouth.

　　 "The Plague God Seal!"

　　 knot printing, marking, all in one go!

　　 A plague **** mark that only completed one-twentieth of it appeared in front of Zhang Yang~www.NovelMTL.com~ even if the unfinished plague **** mark would dissipate in a few minutes, it was enough to severely damage the fallen god.

　　 Golden light burst, Rui Cai Qianjo, instantly destroy the surrounding darkness, all filthy shadows are invisible!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 A large hole with a diameter of more than one thousand meters was directly melted by the power of the plague **** seal, and it fell down intact, while the badly damaged fallen **** wailed and jumped into the big pit and fled to the depths of the earth.

　　 "Huh! Unexpectedly, in just five hundred years, the subject is so awesome. This plague **** print is really awesome, and the plan of the plague **** heart is really bold. Ay, Xiao Shangshang has a really good body."

　　 The 09 trumpet is open and cheerful and laughs comfortably, this is really a poor place, and there is another village in the dark.

　　 Well, what surprised him the most was that Qu Shang was so courageous, so big!

　　 But then again, Qu Shang has really followed him for more than 30,000 years. He has lived and died all the way, even if he has some ambitions, he has never let him down.

　　 I think he was still very disgusted at the beginning, when Qu Shang recommended himself for the first time.

　　 "So, Zhang·Chilled scumbag·Watermelon delicious·Wooden spear rebellion·Kingkengxiangkeng·Hang your taste? Haha!"

　　 After teasing himself, Zhang Yang quickly recovered his state. The subject can't come here, so he can only rely on himself to find the core strength of the big droplet, and then accurately lock it.

　　 In short, the trumpet serves the main body, which is fine.