Village Building Order Frenzy

Zhang Yang looked around, and found that at some point, a layer of blue mist floated on the former site of Hei Niu Village, which was a bit cold but not as cold as a cloud of cloudy air.

And in the blue mist, there seemed to be a figure standing quietly.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang once again looked at the weird bull head who had fainted from fright,

"How should I deal with it, braise it in brown sauce or steam it?"

Zhang Yang looked at the weird bull head who was completely frightened and fainted, and found it quite interesting.

But at this moment, the bull head who was still unconscious at that moment suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blue liquid.

When the liquid saw the wind, it directly atomized into a blue mist, enveloping Zhang Yang who was caught off guard.

In an instant, his shadow effect completely disappeared, and at the same time, a strange anxiety arose in his spiritual sea, which almost made him fall into a manic state immediately.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yang wanted to give himself a soul shock or an invisible heart sword.

But in the end he held back, allowing the manic feeling to spread in his heart, and he almost lost his soul almost instantly.

"%^%$%..."

A series of familiar syllables sounded, and at the same time, a strong will was irresistibly carried out in Zhang Yang's mind, directly taking 99% of his soul control.

In this case, of course, ninety-nine percent is no different from zero control.

"It's actually a modified version of the magic word: Confused!"

Zhang Yang was relieved, and at the same time quickly showed a dazed look. Of course, the magic words would not affect him. He was just curious, and wanted to see what the origin of this bull's head was.

"Follow."

A piece of information appeared in Zhang Yang's soul, and then the bull's head flew up again, and at the same time stirred up the blue mist, revealing some outlines of the figure in the mist.

"People from Hei Niu Village?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, there were at least 500 people in Heiu Village in the blue mist, and there were people from other villages, who seemed to have lost their souls at this moment, walking like walking corpses.

But other than that, there are more bull heads flying in the blue mist.

Zhang Yang soon merged into it in a daze, and then he regretted it, because as the density of the blue mist increased, the effect of confusing and controlling him became more obvious.

He had to release a soul shock to himself to stay awake.

It was at this time that a worse change took place. A blood python-like mist came in and bound all the people in Hei Niu Village.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yang finally decided to continue taking risks, because he had a premonition that this incident seems to be related to the secret of Heituyuan. If he wants to establish a sect of cultivating immortals in Heituyuan in the future, he must know himself and the enemy. .

Of course, just in case, he quickly took out two middle-level hope stars in his hands. If the situation was not right, he could only escape from Shengtian in this way.

With a chill on his back, a sharp thorn pierced Zhang Yang's body, and then a cold liquid was injected in.

Zhang Yang thought it was some kind of venom or something weirder at first, but then he was stunned, the liquid injected into his body could quickly generate a very pure aura in his body.

In addition, this liquid seems to have some effect of improving the essence of the body.

Even if there is no information reminder, Zhang Yang can clearly feel that his lifespan is increasing, at least ten years.

This is really a good thing that fell from the sky.

It's just too weird.

The blue mist filled the air, and the puppets moved forward, but they didn't know how far they had traveled, and another group of walking corpses came in, and the number of bull heads flying above the blue mist had increased to more than 50. They were like grazing cattle, controlling the blue mist , manipulating the puppet humans.

Around dusk, the blue mist had become very large, and the number of puppet humans inside also exceeded a thousand. At this time, the blue mist finally stopped and gradually dissipated. No, it was sucked back by those bull heads.

The surrounding scene appeared to be quite dilapidated, but what attracted Zhang Yang's attention the most was a hill in front of him. There was a bluestone step on the hill, and there was a black pavilion at the end of the step.

This simple environment gave Zhang Yang a great sense of crisis.

He didn't even need to think about it, a name appeared in his mind - Weird.

This hill, this step, this pavilion is weird, but I don't know if it is benign or malignant.

At this time, a dozen shadows suddenly appeared, and out of the shadows came out a dozen odd-looking men and women, some with horns on their heads, some with three pairs of ears, and some with tails. In short, this is a group of monsters. And the monster clan is very powerful.

"Hehe, these minotaur ghost slaves worked so hard this time, they actually looted thousands of meat. It seems that the confidence of subduing this weirdness has increased a lot this time."

"It is our honor to serve Prince Kun." A monster with a goatee said flatteredly.

"Don't waste time, have these meats been filled with stolen spring water?"

"Reporting to Prince Kun, they have been poured with stealing spring water to cleanse the filth and hidden diseases of these meat eaters, so that their meat quality, blood, bone marrow, and soul are all in the best taste."

"Very good, this weirdness is a rare profound product, and it is an even rarer benign product. If I collect it and use it to guard the mountain gate, then my plan can be expected."

Prince Nakun waved his hand at this moment, and the other monster races quickly took out all kinds of strange incense candles and tributes, and placed them one by one on the path up the mountain. The hill was set up.

In the end, Prince Nakun stepped forward, held the sword, and swiped at his palm, half of the palm was cut off, but soon Prince Nakun's palm grew out again.

At this time, a strange scene happened. Everyone, all the monster races, entered a strange realm in an instant. There was no sound, and everything was like a black and white picture.

"puff!"

A monster's head suddenly shattered, like a crushed watermelon.

Prince Nakun and his group of monsters didn't care about this situation, they just sped up and arranged various formations. As for Prince Nakun himself, he muttered something, as if he was communicating with something, and then every three seconds Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even among the puppet human tribe who offered sacrifices, there were people who had their heads crushed for no reason, as if their blood was swallowed by something, and the last thing left was a piece of skin.

This scene is so similar to the six people including Sanyin drum swallowing the horn.

Zhang Yang observed silently. There were thousands of puppets in the human race, and it would not be his turn for a while, but he was sure of one thing.

Even if it is benign and weird, it is difficult to communicate. For example, Prince Nakun's face is ugly at the moment, as if he is enduring some great shame.

Finally, he broke out, "Don't be shameless, the mere mystery is weird, really think this prince can't seal you? Do it!"

As soon as he made a move, a black and white ball appeared in the hands of Prince Nakun. The ball was spinning rapidly, carrying an inexplicable pressure. The moment it flew out, the entire domain was shocked. Zhang Yang even immediately Sensing the reality outside.

But in the next second, the induction was cut off, but the weird force suppressed it again.

"Ka Ka Ka!"

Layers of extremely tiny fine lines appeared on the surface of the black and white ball, obviously inferior.

But at this moment, Prince Enough Kun's men activated the formation, and countless beams of brilliance rose into the sky, washing away the mysterious and strange power in the space of this domain.

But the weird counterattack was equally fierce. In just a few seconds, three monsters vomited blood and were seriously injured, one went crazy and the other died.

Even Zhang Yang's more than a thousand puppet human races were not left behind. Suddenly, the heads of dozens of puppet human races turned into watermelons.

Then at this moment, a creepy feeling was generated, and Zhang Yang heard a little girl's voice cheerfully asking: "I ask you three questions, first, who am I? Second, who are you? Third ,who is he?"