When 09 Trumpet Zhang Yang successfully ignited the witch fire of the ancient witch clan, Zhang Yang, who was in the sword immortal world, also woke up from meditation (sleep) at the same time.

"Huh, why do I suddenly have a feeling that I have fallen into a pit and am going to encounter a bloody disaster, could it be that someone is cheating me?"

Zhang Yang muttered to himself, and then pinched his fingers and counted - it's a fart, the old rule, the true spirit is shocked three hundred times, first comprehensively, from the inside out, and then from the outside to the inside of the disinfection, boom ......boom boom

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang stood in front of the World Tree refreshed, and his condition was better than ever.

"Tsk, this is really a cat and a dog who wants to come to my place to make a fortune, Uncle Zhang is so easy-"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of Zhang Yang's eyes were rounder than oranges.

At this moment, his passivated true spirit particles suddenly dispersed, and he saw that a gray line as thin as spider silk in the void was passing straight through the unknowable void, about to wrap around his body.

This gray filament is really formless and colorless, and it has not even been detected by Tao Yao's ten Heavenly Eyes, let alone Li Guohuai's Heavenly Pivot Palace, where the thirty-five heaven and earth enchantments are like a void in front of this gray line.

If it weren't for Zhang Yang, who was now already sitting on eighty-eight units of Chaos, the big guy of the Black and White Ancient Law, he wouldn't even have discovered this thing at all.

"I'm going to make it, this is really a person sitting at home, the disaster comes from the sky, who is setting up Lao Tzu? Hey, it can't be a certain trumpet, right?" Zhang Yang was very surprised, because although he had now blunted the true spirit, he could no longer split the trumpet and drag the corpse forward, but before that, he made a lot of trumpets, and these trumpets were all grown savagely on their own, so he didn't have to worry about it at all, among them, there were as many as fourteen trumpets that needed his attention, so he couldn't figure out where the pit came from for a while?

"No matter, since it's a jump pit, let's make a whole wave first, really be Lao Tzu or the first subject of the year, you trumpets want to be on top, but you have to wait!"

Zhang Yang smiled, and without saying a word, he grabbed his little cousin and used him as a coolie, alas, young people, they have to hone and hone their skills.

A few seconds later, Mu Shaoan's figure appeared, still complaining.

"I said Lao Zhang, what about you, you also used the Heaven and Earth Jun Order, I am now studying the critical moment of the Sword Dao Law 4.0, I tell you, if the inspiration is gone, you can't afford to pay - I'll take it, cousin, why are you doing this? Why do you always die like this? I think you are the king of barbarians, you have to get it, can't I abdicate and let Xian?"

Mu Shaoan exclaimed, the reason was that he had already seen the seemingly ordinary gray line, and he was immediately frightened and jumped thirty meters.

"Don't be verbose, you and I want to, I was sitting at home, eating hot pot and singing, who knew that this special thing would fall down, I was still wronged!

Zhang Yang stood there, showing that he was in a hurry, and took out two pieces of chilled watermelon and nibbled on them.

Mu Shaoan sighed, he was sure that he must have done a lot of evil in his previous life and the next life, and heaven would not tolerate it, and then he would put on such a shameless cousin, pity him for being so kind, pure, handsome, handsome, and unparalleled, he was going to be caught as a coolie.

"Cousin, I won't tell you, you know the third-generation insecticide, right, this is the important target of the third-generation insecticide reference, the saliva of the legendary plague god, as for why it is the saliva of the plague god, please forgive me for not knowing anything, the reason, I won't and can't tell you, in short, the power of this thing I think is almost equivalent to one-tenth of the third-generation insecticide, one is not good, your little belongings are all over, well, you ask for more blessings, I'm busy." ”

snatched a piece of chilled watermelon from Zhang Yang's hand, Mu Shaoan left in a hurry, he is a serious worker, so he will not be lazy like someone.

"The saliva of the plague god?"

Zhang Yang was thoughtful, and he didn't care about Mu Shao'an's departure, he originally asked this kid to see if this gray line was a third-generation insecticide, if so, he immediately packed his luggage, turned around and ran, if not, then, he had to prepare to run.

Of course, there are a few tricks before running.

As soon as his heart moved, the galactic imprint of the trainee time keeper appeared in front of him, and the numbers on it were still the same, years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds—24:24:24:24:18:0.

"I want to exchange all the information about the plague god's saliva. ”

As Zhang Yang's words fell, the galaxy mark quickly spun up, and in an instant, an answer appeared, and then he was directly deducted for three minutes, Zhang Yang was really trembling in pain, but it also showed how awesome this plague god's saliva was.

"If this continues, I have to take the initiative to find a job, and I don't want to be eliminated in a million years. ”

Sighing, Zhang Yang clicked on the complete information provided by the long river of time.

This information is not a text, nor an image, not a picture, very strange, if you only use your eyes to see, use your ears to hear, you will never get the answer, so you have to use the true spirit to sense, and the beginning of the message warns, you must have more than five leaves of the true spirit to try to sense.

Zhang Yang is naturally a five-leaf true spirit now, and because he is also blunted halfway, to be honest, even he doesn't know the upper limit of his defensive ability, anyway, referring to Mu Xiaogui, he thinks that he can also resist the third-generation insecticide - and then, after three days, Zhang Yang, who had finished responding with his true inspiration, burst into tears and knelt on the ground for a while, and the liquid he spit out turned into an extremely terrifying monster the moment it appeared in this world, as if some great horror was about to come.

"Uncle Draft!"

A full twelve black and white chess pieces swirled and smashed, suppressing everything on the spot, and continued to crush, leaving no slag left.

In the end, Zhang Yangcai lay on the ground with palpitations, the whole person was sluggish, no, it was old, a feeling of being healed from a serious illness and struggling out of the line of death.

It was a full hour before he finally had the strength to scold.

"Fuck me, how can there be such an evil and inexplicable bastard in this world?"

The saliva of the plague god has nothing to do with the plague god, but it is actually hundreds of thousands of times more powerful than the plague god.

This is not a specific creature at all, it is purely for the purpose of disgusting people, no, no, no, even the information provided by the long river of time has no specific source, it can only be determined that this thing is a mess, not very big, but very, very huge, if you use the grid (10,000 kilometers of length, width and height) as a unit, the total volume is about 10 to the ninety power, hey, I can't imagine how big this is! (after all, someone doesn't know how big it is)

In short, it's scary, can you imagine a mouthful of super-large sticky phlegm flying steadily towards you?

But you can't hide from it.

"So the truth is like this, someone is pit me, activating a certain power, and then attracting the saliva of the plague god, and then the saliva of the plague god will lock me in a straight line, so this sticky phlegm flew towards me, and this gray line is the positioning device of the plague god's saliva. ”

"Uncle, don't let me catch you little bunny who is doing things!"

Zhang Yang was so angry that he almost scratched his ears and cheeks and had nothing to do, and at this time, the reply he had sent three days ago for all the trumpets to report on their work finally arrived, and it only took him three seconds to lock down the place where the problem broke out.

"09 Trumpet? Hey, brother, you've hurt us this time, you said you had nothing to do to activate the witch fire of the ancient witch clan, are you making me tear and slash the horse! Well, wait, the saliva of the plague god can actually melt through the game enchantment of the ancient gods, right?"

Zhang Yang blinked, and suddenly felt that this was not a huge opportunity.

Think about it.

They are now trapped in the game enchantment of the Old Gods, and it is easy to escape, and the Death Boat can force a breakthrough, but then they have to give up the family foundation that they have built so hard.

That's why he has to send out trumpets to try to find an opportunity to break through.

But now, if you attract the saliva of the plague god, you will definitely be able to break through the barrier, so there are only two things you need to do now.

First, throw out the guiding coordinates of this gray line, at least to the criminals.

Second, in any case, before the saliva of the plague god arrives, the law of kendo 4.0 must be completed, and only in this way can the sword of tens of millions of Mahayana sword cultivators be converging, like an engine, to jump out of this event vortex at the fastest speed!

Heck, smart as I am, it's unimaginable.

Get to the bottom of the matter, and then the rest is simple.

Based on the particularity of this plague god's saliva, Zhang Yang immediately made three inferences.

First of all, the Ancient Wu Clan must have a lot to do with the saliva of this plague god, either they created it, or they were all lost in it, which can understand why the Torture Clan wandered in the fourth sequence, and then changed their surnames and names, and even the core talents were sealed and shielded.

Secondly, it cannot be ruled out that the people of the Punishment Clan deliberately jumped into the trap of this ancient god's game, because for them, the saliva of the plague god is like a nightmare cloud, always hovering in the bloodline genes of their clan, and it may break out at any time and all the light will die.

However, in the game of the ancient gods, they can survive for a long time, maybe they want to use the power of the ancient gods of the game to fight against the saliva of the plague god?

It's very likely, otherwise it can't explain why the world of the criminal tribe will collapse so quickly, maybe they did it on purpose, even if they don't have their own trumpet to light the witch fire today, the criminal people themselves will definitely light the witch fire.

Third, most of the plague god's saliva is related to time waste, so it is very likely that there will be a time river guardian task, he has to plan early, if he can make a wave, it is best to do a wave, after all, time numbers are very important.

"So, I have to hurry up and process more Chaos-Black and White Ancient Laws, and at the same time, I must also increase my investment in 09 Trumpet, so that he can move the hatred value of this gray line and taunt the past, otherwise it will always fall on my head and say, are you not his heart to be punished!"