Village Building Order Frenzy

Its daybreak.

But it was still shrouded in thick clouds of Yin Qi, and the visibility was less than a thousand meters.

and there is no wind,

Even the air became much thinner, and a suffocating cold penetrated into the bone marrow.

Zhang Yang looked at the magnificent city in front of him curiously, with a strange expression on his face. He had never passed by here when he went all the way west to Anya City, so he didn't know that there was another city here that was even bigger than Storm City and bigger. The majestic city.

"Nimma, this is at least a level 4 royal city, even a level 5 royal city. How could Zhao Xianyu allow such a city to be built?"

A level 5 royal city already has its own aura, among other things, at least it will never be blocked by clouds of cloudy air.

"So the builder of this city is definitely not an aborigine, but it is unlikely to be a foreign race, because I hope Xingchen's judgment is not wrong. There must be people in this city who can continue the civilization of this world. But why do such people Seemingly stupid to smash the stars of hope?"

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more surprised he became, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Because it has been a day since the fall of Storm City, his Anya city was already destroyed by the swarming demons and ghosts because he got a small piece of hope star, but around the city that also got a piece of hope star, no one can see it. What kind of powerful demons and ghosts.

As if, was ignored.

Supposedly this is possible?

Zhang Yang was aroused a lot of interest, and he was not in a hurry to mix into the city. He always felt that this matter was too weird.

Then he looked carefully around the city.

This in-depth observation made him feel even more miraculous.

First of all, the city is not connected to any official road in Zhao Xianyu's kingdom.

The nearest official road, that is, the one that Zhang Yang once walked, is a full three hundred miles away from this city.

Secondly, although there are farmlands around the city, it lacks villages and towns and lower-level castles.

After all, for the emergence of a great city, the first thing to do is to gather popularity and exchange business routes.

"Why does this city feel like it just popped up out of nowhere, it's about the same as my level 6 royal city!"

Zhang Yang's sudden thought made him shudder.

Yes, in his small village civilization, he can return to the world he once built after two thousand years and return as a king.

So, is there someone like him in this spirit world?

"Wait, that's not right. What I established is the small village civilization, which is the first sequence. After returning again, it will be the dynasty civilization, which is the second sequence. This world of gods has obviously entered the third sequence. If someone like me returns , then it must be a god, a real god! And a real god will never be so petty, especially it is impossible to let go of any fragment of hope."

"And I think that if it is true that the god king who once created this god civilization returns with one hand, I am afraid that he can crush those demons and goblins to death with one hand, so this is not right, I have to wait and see what happens!"

Zhang Yang became more and more cautious. Zhao Xianyu's experience told him, don't think that if you have enough cards, you are invincible. Everything is possible, and even weird things may happen.

An hour later, the east gate of the city was opened, and an army of about 2,000 people came out in a file, without forming an array, and ran straight to the southeast.

At the same time, an army of 2,000 people came out from the west gate and the north gate respectively, each with a clear direction.

"Aren't they survivors? No, these soldiers are all indigenous survivors, because the aura transformed by their spiritual energy recovery will not change. However, it has only been three and a half months since the spiritual energy recovery. Who can give these indigenous survivors It’s built so well?”

Zhang Yang quietly followed the army in the southeast direction. He didn't dare to get too close. He just released his soul sword, concealed his breath, and relied on his naked eyes to see.

This army marched very fast, and traveled hundreds of miles in less than an hour. At this time, the cloud of Yin Qi in front had been lowered to tens of meters from the ground. In the cloud, there were evil spirits, ghosts, ghost assassins, ghost priests, There are even ghost ladies everywhere, and there should even be ghost queens and ghost generals.

Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be too easy to wipe out a human army of two thousand people.

What surprised Zhang Yang was that these two thousand people were very different. The armor they wore and the weapons they held in their hands all shone brightly when Yin Qi approached, and they looked like they could burn Yin Qi up. The arrows they shoot can also easily kill the ghosts in the clouds of Yin Qi.

This battle was overwhelmingly suppressed.

It's as if this is not two thousand human races, but two thousand demon races, because only the demon race that can restrain the ghost race can behave like this.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang turned his head and ran towards the other two human armies without saying a word.

A day later, Zhang Yang stood in front of the royal city again with a solemn expression, completely puzzled.

And those three human race armies hardly lost much, but they were able to return with a full load.

According to Zhang Yang's estimate, today they hunted and killed at least 3,000 ghosts, 1,000 demons, and 1,200 demons.

This is a huge harvest. On the golden balance, it can be exchanged for 10,000 first-grade Foundation Establishment Pills.

But here's where it gets weird.

Why?

He was pretty sure that those soldiers were all aborigines, survivors who had regained their spiritual energy, as Zhang Yang had ventured close to eavesdropping on their conversations.

Unable to think of a reason, Zhang Yang dared not venture into the city. Although he estimated that there were at least 100,000 aborigines in the city, the situation was too weird.

In the next few days, Zhang Yang ate the Foundation Establishment Pill to practice at night, and followed him during the day. He felt that he had to figure out all this mystery, otherwise he would have no place to cry when he met such an opponent in the future.

For half a month, Zhang Yang successfully obtained 1,000 natal auras. After much deliberation, he decided to use these natal auras to upgrade his soul veins.

Originally, he planned to upgrade his Yimai.

But the weird situation in this royal city made him dare not take it lightly, so he still didn't seek merit, but to save his life.

And the natal aura needed to upgrade the third level soul vein is very huge, a full 1000 mouthfuls.

"Cultivation of Immortals indeed cultivates resources, without resources, everything is lost!"

Zhang Yang sighed, with a thought, a thousand breaths of natal aura were injected into the soul vein.

"Buzz!"

This time, the sword cry sounded in his mind ninety-nine times, and that strange rhythm reappeared, and it was clearer and more definite than the second time.

Even Zhang Yang had the illusion that he saw his past and present.

Or not, but somehow, he did see something.

This rhythm lasted for more than a dozen breaths, and the moment it ended, Zhang Yang felt extremely comfortable, and then, for the first time in his life, he saw the sea of ​​his soul.

Yes, once he thought that his soul strength had reached A+, which was the ultimate, so he was complacent, but now it seems that he just climbed a small slope, a toad in a well.

But now he saw the sea of ​​his soul, this kind of intensity is beyond what A+ can summarize.

The consciousness dropped, and Zhang Yang fell to the surface of this sea of ​​souls, which is very strange, especially in terms of consciousness and senses.

In the distance, twenty-seven golden lights flickered and jumped, they were the twenty-seven invisible soul swords that were automatically generated when the soul pulse sword pill reached the third stage (3/9).

With a thought, the twenty-seven golden soul swords roared towards them, causing waves in the sea of ​​souls.

Zhang Yang himself jumped first, but then he realized that this kind of wave didn't make him feel anything wrong, so he tried to let the twenty-seven soul swords circle and dance around his consciousness, rolling up continuously. Bigger waves, this is not for fun, but a way to practice Soul Sword.

Soul Sword and Soul Sea belong to symbiosis, so there is no need for any advanced formulas, just normal running-in.

So even if the soul sword stirs up the sea of ​​souls into huge waves, it's nothing, it's an effective measure to prevent the enemy from attacking.

Otherwise, if the sea of ​​souls can't withstand a little wave, then what's the big deal?

In a blink of an eye, with the control of Zhang Yang's consciousness, his entire sea of ​​soul was stirred up, no longer like a flat lake, but turned into a high-speed spinning top, and the pressure rose sharply, until it reached a critical point.

At this point, Zhang Yang was slightly relieved. He had almost tested the specific strength of his current sea of ​​souls, which was equivalent to about a hundred souls A+.

"Sure enough, the immortal cultivator is the master."

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Yang was about to slow down the soul sword to calm the sea of ​​souls, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a gray transparent chain in the deepest part of the sea of ​​souls.

This surprised him, and then he looked again, and the gray transparent chain was gone.

But how can Zhang Yang be relieved in this situation, at the moment twenty-seven golden soul swords are surging, stirring up the sea of ​​souls frantically, even if he wants to damage himself now, he can't let go of the gray transparent chains.

Finally, after the rotation of the sea of ​​souls reached a critical point, Zhang Yang's consciousness saw the gray transparent chain again.

This time he had experience, he immediately relaxed, and at the same time urged the soul sword to surround it, capturing it in one fell swoop.

But at the moment when he grabbed the gray transparent chain, he also obtained a familiar and strange memory.

The reason why it is said to be familiar is because this is his own memory, and it is unfamiliar because he does not remember that he has done these things at all.

In this memory, he smuggled into this world of gods as a dragon crossing the river, and he did accept the task of a salted fish terminator.

With the memory so far, everything can be perfectly integrated with Zhang Yang's memory.

But then it was different.

When he came to this world, he was not immediately targeted and sniped by Zhao Xianyu. He developed very smoothly and connected with the descendants of the lame Robin.

With the help of the descendants of the lame Robin, he discovered the fatal loophole in Zhao Xianyu's prosperous kingdom, that is, his divination magic has been almost deciphered by the demon clan.

Therefore, Zhang Yang and the descendant of the lame Robin, the guy named Rom, designed together to capture a monster spy, and tortured the secret of the Wood Demon Tower from his mouth.

At this point, Zhang Yang decided to take back the Tower of the Wood Demon, and he took Rom and a legion under Rom to Anya City.

After a series of battles and wits, he successfully regained the Tower of the Wooden Demon and cut off Zhao Xianyu's roots. In the end, monsters, ghosts and other races invaded and destroyed the City of Storms. Zhang Yang got a complete hope star and made a perfect return.

Well, it hasn't come back yet, it's just a moment before the comeback.

And then the memory stops abruptly.

"I'm dizzy! What happened? Who locked my memories, and these memories really belong to me?"

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.

In this memory, he arranged things rationally, worked on things, and finally gained a lot. This should be a normal template no matter how you look at it.

But what he is going through now is very cruel. He only sneaked here, and Zhao Xianyu knew his exact location, and directly parachuted a false god of level 18. If he hadn't been a bit capable, he would have almost died .

Then, before he could figure out the situation, Yaozu had already cracked Zhao Xianyu's divine divination technique, which made him enter the era of aura recovery with a dazed look on his face.

In the end, in his memory, he was supposed to get a full star of hope, but he was blocked by someone, and he only got half a star.

"What the hell, why does it feel like someone was reborn? And it was reborn with memories, and ended up usurping my luck, usurping the opportunity that originally belonged to me, and almost killing me in the end! What are you doing!"

Zhang Yang was really terrified, he wouldn't have discovered this unbelievable thing if he hadn't raised the Soul Vein Sword Pill to the third level.

"Then, there is a big problem with this sudden appearance of the royal city."

Zhang Yang frowned.

He had wondered before that why the star of hope had clearly stagnated, but why someone still forcibly attacked it. This must be because the reborn person thought that the star of hope would be his, so he attacked with this idea.

"You son of a bitch! If there are even reborn people, how can this be done?"

Zhang Yang was speechless, but he was not furious, because he thought of the strange world he passed through when he was smuggling. .

I just don't know what the reborn person sacrificed, did he sacrifice the relatives and friends of the nine clans, so that he obtained this heaven-defying qualification for rebirth?

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more fortunate he became.

Thanks to him breaking through the foundation building, and being extra cautious, he raised the soul pulse sword pill to the third level in one go, otherwise he would not know if he was reborn and usurped his luck.

"So if I upgrade the Soul Pulse Sword Pill to the fourth level, can I avoid this kind of thing? At least it can be a warning, right?"

"But this kind of reborn person is really hard to guard against, so the best way is to learn from Zhang Liang's grandson and always keep a hand."

"The reason why I was not killed by that reborn person this time is that he didn't know that I had 917 breaths of natal aura."

"So, who is this reborn?"

Zhang Yang looked at the royal city from a distance, suppressed the anger in his heart, don't worry, we will have a bright future!