Village Building Order Frenzy

Zhang Yang estimated that the altitude of this place is very high, about 3,000 meters or more, so although it is the season when everything is flourishing, it is still chilly at dusk.

His injuries were basically under control, and the only problem was weakness, which made him unable to explore the world, and he didn't even dare to stay away from this temporary camp.

Moreover, the coming night is also a huge challenge for him. In addition to the possible beasts, the big man may also touch them in the dark.

The night will bring their advantages and disadvantages closer to the greatest extent.

"So, what kind of world is this? My power is taken away, why is the soul force field also erased?"

Zhang Yang is very painful, otherwise, if he has a soul force field, why would he still need to play the game of boiling an eagle!

"My lord, the world we live in is definitely not an ordinary world. Maybe the power of mortals here is not too high, but it definitely has power stronger than extraordinary, so please be careful."

The mountain god is now transformed into a salted fish, and he speaks so piously. Why should I be careful? If this is Lao Tzu's trial task, it will not be so miserable!

Zhang Yang was full of complaints, and then continued to dig holes around the tent. He was also digging traps and sticking sharpened wooden spikes in the traps. He had been doing this almost all day.

Half an hour later, as the last ray of sky dimmed, Zhang Yang also set up all the wooden spike traps.

As for the big man, he was gone for a long time, but Zhang Yang wasn't worried that that guy would run away at all.

This is not only because the big man's leg is rotten, but also because there is no human habitation at all, there are snow-capped mountains in front and behind, and there is only a temporary business road.

There was no fire, because of the continuous rain, there was no dry firewood to be found, so Zhang Yang could only lie in the damp and smelly tent, slowly recovering his strength, while trying hard to swallow the cold dried horse meat.

This horse meat should have come from the big man's mount. Looking at the materials he carried, such as broken shields and broken spears, it was obvious that he had experienced a fierce battle.

But even if the battle fails, for a knight, especially a wealthy knight, as long as he has the conditions, he probably won't eat his mount.

So this is enough to show that the consequences of that battle were very bad, and the enemy was terrible!

The mountain wind blew, as if hundreds of ghosts gathered together to sing a serenade.

Zhang Yang had stopped chewing the horse meat, and was kneeling on the ground, next to the two-meter-long wooden spear, he was ready to fight, but not with the big man, because when the evening approached, he seemed to hear a wild beast howling.

I don't know how long it has passed, the howling mountain wind suddenly stopped, and the whole world was dead silent.

In the dark, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring down, which felt very strange. Zhang Yang's soul was swept away in an instant, and even a little bit of secret could not be kept.

The whole process lasted for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up again, the sound of wooden thorns breaking could be heard in his ears.

With a jolt, Zhang Yang immediately pressed down on the wooden pendant on which the mountain god resided.

"Possession!"

A yellow light instantly enveloped Zhang Yang's whole body, including the wooden spear.

This is the salty fish mountain god burning all his divinity, which will give Zhang Yang the miraculous effect of being superhuman and relatively invincible for three seconds.

But these three seconds are also equivalent to the vitality of Zhang Yang and the mountain god.

If one step is wrong, the whole game is lost!

"drink!"

With a low growl, Zhang Yang flew up like a spring, his whole body was like thunder, and instantly blew the cowhide tent into countless pieces.

The figure flashed, and a spear pierced out. It had the charm of Wu Yuan's soul-breaking thorn, or it was the soul-breaking thorn!

Because it is not Zhang Yang who controls this body at this moment, but Zhao Xiaoer, the God of Salted Fish Mountain!

That elite spearman who would have been older than Wu Yuan if he hadn't died!

Zhang Yang completely witnessed and participated in this stormy three seconds from the perspective of a bystander!

Twenty-seven stabs in three seconds!

Below A-extraordinary, this attack power is already extreme!

In an instant, the shadows of spears all over the sky dispersed, and at the same time, the wooden spear itself was also scattered. Because it could not bear such power, it directly turned into dust.

"Plop!"

Zhang Yang was like a corpse falling down, all he could feel was great exhaustion and numbness, as if his body and limbs did not belong to him.

This is the sequelae of being possessed.

Fortunately, the enemy was also killed, but not the big man.

It's a black shadow, like ink, which can change at will, but it's not nothingness, it can be hurt by physical damage, and it can also be hurt by divinity.

This thing has already exceeded Zhang Yang's imagination, it looks like a ghost but not a ghost, and it looks like a demon but not a demon.

It took half a minute for Zhang Yang to recover, and there was no information reflected on his eyelids. It seems that the village building order really has no effect here.

"There is no village building order, but it does not mean that there is no harvest."

Zhang Yang stared at a mass of black air floating in front of his eyes, which was being quickly absorbed by the wooden accessories, and then transformed into a black wooden sign the size of a palm.

The originally blurred pattern on the wooden sign quickly became clear and lifelike. It was a level 5 mountain temple.

But the magic is not here, but when Zhang Yang focused his attention on the pattern, for a moment, he really thought he was in a mountain temple.

Zhang Yang was extremely surprised, and when he looked carefully, there were only patterns left, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

"Mountain God?"

"Salted fish?"

"Zhao Xiaoer?"

"Still alive?"

There was no movement, Zhang Yang's expression changed, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, "Mother Xipi, I'm going to fight it out, you Xianyu mountain god, don't you just lack faith? In ancient times, Lu Xun kicked ghosts, but now I have Zhang Yang worshiping gods! Your salty fish The fish made a lot of money."

At the moment, Zhang Yang didn't hesitate, he put the changed mountain god wooden sign on the ground, and then he took a step back.

One obeisance, two obeisances, three obeisances!

Publicity is ruthless enough, bold enough, thick-skinned enough!

After these three prostrations, he himself saw a ball of white lines floating from his body to the mountain god wooden tablet, and in an instant, the mountain god tablet seemed to have received greater nourishment, and it swelled more than ten times.

Before he could react, the hallucination just now reappeared, and he was already in the mountain temple.

Zhao Xiaoer's sculpture in the mountain temple seems to be smiling, but that's not the point, the point is that he sensed the village building order again.

"Congratulations, you have successfully created a primary mountain god token, and this mountain god token will be automatically bound to you (check attributes)."

"Mountain God Order: The subordinate unit of the Village Construction Order must meet special conditions to open it."

"Effect 1: After completing the task of building a village, you can take it with you to leave the world of the village building order."

"Effect 2: Automatically provide the village with a level 15 special building."

"Effect 3: The village is automatically provided with storage space for 5 heroic spirits and 200 warrior heroic spirits. After death in battle, you can resurrect once without resurrection potion. Note, it is not affected by the number of resurrection potions."