It's dawn.

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

There is no wind,

Even the air has become much thinner, and there is a suffocating cold that penetrates into the bone marrow.

Zhang Yang looked at the magnificent city in front of him with some curiosity, with a strange expression, he hadn't passed through here when he went all the way west to Anya City before, so he didn't know that there was a city here that was even bigger and more majestic than Storm City.

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

The level 5 royal city already has its own aura, not to mention anything else, at least it will definitely not be isolated from the air by the clouds of yin qi.

"So the founder of this city is definitely not an indigenous, but it is unlikely to be a foreign race, because I hope that Xingchen's judgment will not be wrong, there must be a character in this city who can continue the civilization of this world. But why does such a character seem stupid to shatter 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 he couldn't figure it out.

Because it has been a day since the fall of Storm City, his Anya City has long been wiped out by the swarming demons and monsters because of a small piece of hope star, but there are no powerful demons and monsters around this city that also got a piece of hope star.

It's as if it's been ignored.

Is this possible?

Zhang Yang was aroused, and he was not busy blending into the city, he always felt that this matter was too weird.

Then he looked around the city.

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

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

The nearest official road, that is, the official road that Zhang Yang once walked, was also three hundred miles away from the city.

Secondly, although there is farmland around the city, there is a lack of villages and towns, and there are castles of the next level.

After all, the emergence of a heroic city is first of all the gathering of popularity, and the convergence of trade routes is the only way.

"How does this city feel like it just came out of nowhere, it's almost the same as my level 6 royal city!"

The idea that popped up suddenly made him shudder.

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

So is there a person like him in this world of gods?

"Wait, it's not right, what I established is a small village civilization, it is the first sequence, after returning again, it is the dynasty civilization, it is the second sequence, this world of gods has obviously entered the third sequence, if someone like me returns, it must be a god, a real god! ”

"And I think that if it is really the return of the gods and kings who have single-handedly created this god civilization, I am afraid that I can pinch those demons and monsters to death with one hand, so this thing 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 you are invincible if you have enough hole cards, everything is possible, and no matter how weird things are, they can happen.

An hour later, the eastern gate of the city was opened, and out of Yuguan came an army, about two thousand men, not in array, but straight to the southeast.

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

"No, these soldiers are all indigenous survivors, because the aura on their bodies that has been transformed by the revival of the aura will not change. But it's only been three and a half months since the revival of the aura, who can make these indigenous survivors so good?"

Zhang Yang quietly followed the army in the southeast, he didn't dare to get too close, he just released the soul sword, concealed his breath, and saw it all with the naked eye.

This army marched very fast, and walked hundreds of miles in less than an hour, at this time, the yin qi cloud in front of it had been suppressed to dozens of meters above the ground, and in the clouds, evil ghosts, ghosts, ghost assassins, ghost priests, and even ghost ladies abounded, and even there should be ghost queens and ghost generals in it.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be too easy to annihilate the Terran army of 2,000 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 emitted a Dao light when Yin Qi approached, and they were able to burn Yin Qi, and the arrows they shot could easily kill the ghost clan of Yin Qi Cloud.

The battle turned out to be one-sided suppression.

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

Seeing this, Zhang Yang didn't say a word, turned his head and ran in the direction of the other two Terran armies.

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

And the three Terran armies barely lost much, but they were able to return with a full load.

According to Zhang Yang's estimates, today they hunted at least 3,000 ghost clans, 1,000 demon clans, and 1,200 demon clans.

This is a big gain, and if you put it on the golden balance, you can exchange it for 10,000 first-grade Zhuji Dan.

But here's the weird part.

Why?

He was pretty sure that the soldiers were natives, survivors of the resurrection of the Reiki, as evidenced by Zhang Yang's venture to get close and eavesdrop on their conversations.

Unable to think of a reason, Zhang Yang did not dare to venture into this city, although he estimated that there were at least 100,000 indigenous people in this city, but this situation was too strange.

In the next few days, Zhang Yang ate Zhuji Dan at night to cultivate, and followed during the day, he felt that he had to figure out everything about 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 aura, and after thinking about it again, he decided to use these natal auras to upgrade his soul vein.

Originally, he had planned to upgrade his vein.

But the strange situation of this royal city made him dare not take it lightly, so he still didn't ask for merit, but for life.

And the natal aura required to upgrade the third soul vein is very huge, a full 1,000 mouths.

"Cultivating immortals is really cultivating resources, without resources, everything is resting!"

Zhang Yang sighed, and as soon as his mind moved, a thousand mouthfuls of natal aura were injected into the soul vein.

"Buzz!"

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

Even Zhang Yang has an illusion that he sees his past and present lives.

Or maybe not, but in the dark, he did see something.

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

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

And now that he saw the sea of his soul, this intensity was no longer something that A+ could summarize.

The decline of consciousness and the fall of Zhang Yang to the surface of this sea of souls are very peculiar, especially from the point of view of consciousness and senses.

In the distance, twenty-seven golden rays of light flickered and jumped, which were the twenty-seven invisible soul swords that were automatically generated by the Soul Vein Sword Pill reaching the third level (3/9).

As soon as his mind moved, these twenty-seven golden soul swords roared and flew in, and they actually caused layers of waves in the sea of souls.

Zhang Yang himself first took a jump, but then found that this kind of wave did not make him feel anything wrong, so he tried to make the twenty-seven soul swords circl and fly around his consciousness, constantly rolling up bigger waves, this was not out of fun, but a method of cultivating the soul sword.

The Soul Sword and the Sea of Souls belong to symbiotic accompaniment, so there is no need for any advanced techniques, just normal running-in.

Therefore, even if the soul sword stirs up the sea of souls into a monstrous wave, it is nothing, but it is 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 matter?

In the blink of an eye, with the manipulation of Zhang Yang's consciousness, his entire soul sea was stirred, no longer like a peaceful 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 breathed a sigh of relief, he had almost tested the specific strength of his current soul sea, which was about equivalent to a hundred soul A+.

"Sure enough, immortal cultivators are human beings. ”

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

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

But how can he rest assured that this situation is public, at the moment, twenty-seven golden soul swords are being swung up, frantically stirring the sea of souls, and even if he wants to damage himself, he can't let go of this gray transparent chain now.

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, and immediately relaxed, and at the same time urged the soul sword to surround him and capture it in one fell swoop.

But the moment he grabbed the gray transparent chain, he also gained a familiar and unfamiliar memory.

The reason why he said familiar was because it was his own memory, and strange because he didn't remember doing 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.

At this point, everything can still be perfectly integrated with the memories of Zhang Yang.

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 got on the line with the descendants of the lame Robin.

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

So, Zhang Yang and the descendant of the lame Robin, the guy named Roma, designed to capture a demon spy and torture the secret of the Wood Demon Tower from his mouth.

At this point, Zhang Yang decided to recapture the Wood Demon Tower, and he rushed to Anya City with Rom and a legion under Roma.

After a series of battles and battles of wits and courage, he successfully recaptured the Wood Demon Tower, successfully cut off the root of Zhao Xianyu, and finally the demon and monster alien invasion, destroyed the Storm City, and Zhang Yang obtained a complete star of hope and returned perfectly.

Well, it's not back yet, it's just a moment before it's back.

Then the memory came to an abrupt end.

"I'm dizzy! What's going on? Who locked my memories, and they really belong to me?"

Zhang Yang was stunned.

In this memory, he laid out reasonably, did things, and finally gained a lot, how to look at this should be a normal template.

But what he is experiencing now is very abusive, he just smuggled over, Zhao Xianyu knew his exact location, and directly parachuted an 18-level pseudo-god, if it wasn't for his little ability, he would almost die.

Then, before he could figure out the situation, the demon clan had already cracked Zhao Xianyu's divination magic, and then let him enter the era of aura revival with a confused face.

In the end, in his memory, he was supposed to get a complete star of hope, but he was blocked and only got half a small one.

"I made up, how do I feel that someone has been reborn? And it was reborn with memories, and as a result, they usurped my luck, usurped the opportunity that originally belonged to me, and in the end they almost killed me!

Zhang Yang was really creepy, if it wasn't for him to raise the Soul Vein Sword Pill to the third level, he wouldn't have been able to find out about this unbelievable thing.

"Then there is something very wrong with this sudden appearance of the royal city. ”

Zhang Yang's brows furrowed.

He had wondered why the star of hope had obviously stagnated, but why someone still forcibly attacked, it must have been because the reborn person thought that this star of hope would still be obtained by him, so he attacked with this thought.

"If even the Reborn exists, how can this be played?"

Zhang Yang was speechless, but he was not angry, because he thought of the strange world he passed through when he was smuggling, it was indeed a magical world, and there were all smuggled dragons across the river, so what was it to cross the river and be reborn, as long as he paid a sufficient price.

I just don't know what the reborn person sacrificed to get this reborn qualification?

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

Thanks to his breakthrough in Zhuji, he was extremely cautious and raised the soul vein sword pill to the third level in one go, otherwise he would not have been reborn by others and usurped his luck.

"So if I raise the Soul Vein Sword Pill to the fourth level, will I be able to avoid this kind of thing? At the very least, it can also warn you, right? ”

"But this kind of reborn person is really unguardable, so the best way is to learn from Zhang Liang's grandson and keep it forever. ”

"The reason why I wasn't killed by that reborn this time is because he didn't know that I had 917 natal aura. ”

"So, who the hell is this reborn?"

Zhang Yang looked at the royal city from afar, suppressed the anger in his heart, don't worry, let's come to a long time!