"I want to retreat!"

After announcing this matter with great seriousness, Zhang Yang handed over the control of the Sword Immortal Camp to He Yimou, Wu Jun, and Guan Shan, because Qu Yan and Tao Yao must follow up the Evil Dream Sea battlefield to prevent any accidents, and Zhao Baiyi must sit in the Dream Divine Kingdom outside, patrolling and guarding every day.

Although theoretically, there can't be any accidents, after all, the thirty sky-skimming sword formations are on duty every day, and the fastest one second is locked, three seconds are launched, and four seconds can give the incoming enemy up to the chicken leg ancient god, down to any little minion to the whole second.

On weekdays, Zhang Yang, the laughing terrier, Dao Zu, never cares about specific affairs, so in fact, it really makes no difference whether he is in retreat or not.

But, all this is superficial.

In secret, Zhang Yang's busyness is unknown, for example, this time, he wants to secretly go back to his hometown.

Because the final core strategic goal has changed, well, in fact, this matter is not that important, with his style of digging holes everywhere - uh, digging holes everywhere, there is no ultimate goal at all, or any core goal, he can come up with a plan casually, can make the large group of confident disciples outside stunned, completely doubtful of life.

Slipped out of the retreat, a thought appeared again in the dream wasteland 100,000 kilometers away, here has been out of the daily patrol range of the dream realm, a little checked, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction, Zhao Baiyi does things well, gentle personality, delicate work, is a rare internal affairs talent, his wife Taoyao is very unstable, as if he did not graduate from kindergarten, the two husbands and wives also complement each other.

However, Tao Yao has Qu Yan's eldest sister pressing her head, and she has never poked any baskets.

Li Guohuai and Jiang Rong both have extraordinary skills, great ambitions, and the ability to sit on one side and take charge of themselves, so they are divided into trumpet 3.0, whatever they do.

How can he have the style of a general, be decisive in case of trouble, and have the courage to take responsibility, what is rare is that he is extremely enthusiastic about the sword immortal civilization established by himself, which makes Zhang Yang happy than being extremely loyal to Zhang Yang, because this sense of identity is the best partner, comrade-in-arms, not subordinates, disciples, and slaves.

Guan Shan is strategic, introverted, elegant temperament, does not like to be competitive, has a unique view, and every time there is a dazzling suggestion, he is the best candidate for a dog-headed military advisor.

Wu Jun, in fact, is a senior brother, low-key, the most nonexistent, but he is also the most loyal to Zhang Yang, originally he was not qualified to be promoted to the god of the law of swordsmanship, but because of this, Zhang Yang let him be promoted, with him, Zhang Yang can wave outside casually without worrying about the backyard fire.

By the way, Wu Jun is also the first disciple of the Xuanmen designated by Zhang Yang, who knows 30% of Zhang Yang's secrets, while the others, even if they are Qu Yan, can understand 15% of the secrets are considered cronies.

As for Qu Yan, the concubine, her role is relatively large, not only can she be used as a banner, showing how amiable and kind he is as a laughing terrier, she can relieve the suffocating and terrifying atmosphere between him and his disciples, and she can also be a pioneer brick, where she needs to move, and usually, Qu Yan will not let him down.

Zhang Yang waited in the dream wasteland for less than ten seconds, countless tree roots silently emerged from around his body, and the next second, he proclaimed himself supernatural powers, shrinking 1.2 million passivated true spirits, and the whole person turned into an individual the size of 1.2 million bacteria, and was wrapped in the thin green silk in the roots, and lined up to enter the dream high-speed rail 2.0, which was originally developed by the eight-colored spirit plant for itself, but in the end it still fell into Zhang Yang's hands.

This kind of dream high-speed rail 2.0, the main body is only the thickness of a hair, which can be more concealed and more economical to pass through the dream, even if you encounter any evil dreams, you can calmly pass through without alarming the target.

In fact, since the operation of this Dream High-speed Rail 2.0, at least nine blockade lines set by the Dream Ancient God have been crossed.

Of course, the existence of this level of transportation is different from transporting ordinary heralds to the Great Black Shark, just like every move of the ancient gods may cause landslides and earth cracks, and every move of mortals is not even like that.

However, Zhang Yang himself has 1.2 million passivation true spirit particles, which themselves have super concealment and concealment capabilities, and what is even more wonderful is that they can be separated from each other into independent individuals.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that in this dream high-speed rail 2.0, under the whole world, there are only two ancient gods who can sit, one is Zhang Yang, and the other is Mu Shaoan.

Suddenly, millions of kilometers passed in the blink of an eye, and the strong-walled Qingye blockade built by the Dream Realm Ancient Gods with a huge amount of money completely became a joke.

Almost half an hour later, Zhang Yang had already arrived at the base of the four world trees in the Table World, and followed his figure to appear on the Table Plane.

This whole process of returning is extremely easy, and this is the benefit of digging deep and digging wide.

So much so that those ancient gods could only deduce that there was a Aoki world, but they didn't know that there was a table heaven and earth under the Aoki world.

"Master!"

The table has long been waiting beside it, more humble than before, alas, it is really the passage of time and the change of hearts, sad, lamentable.

"It's better to call me master, don't be so humble, this time you did a good job, I am very pleased to be a teacher, and I live up to your master-apprentice feelings. ”

Zhang Yang's eyes showed an incomparably loving gaze, and he kindly touched the bald head of the table, at this moment he was simply possessed by a kind fat old man.

"Master! can be recognized by the master, even if the disciple is crushed, he is willing!"

The table burst into tears and wept.

Ah, what a touching scene.

"Okay, the teacher knows the bitterness in your heart, and the heart of the teacher is also fleshy, and it feels warm to the touch, we master and apprentice, none of them are treacherous and evil, cruel and unreasonable, you look at your brothers, all of them are kind like children, we are a family that loves each other. ”

Zhang Yang comforted with kind words, and then was supported by the table, with a smile in his eyes, so kind!

After the two of them finished chatting, Zhang Yang casually asked, "How is the situation outside now?"

"Returning to Master, now it has basically been determined, the Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth has attracted at least eighty percent of the enemy's strength due to its outstanding performance in the previous battle, and the enemy will have at least two to three ancient gods in this battle in person, and the situation is a little unoptimistic. ”

The table spoke cautiously, as if worried, and even the other hand hidden in the sleeve trembled slightly.

"Hmm, so that's why I'm coming back to sit in person, no matter what, the Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth can't afford to lose, this place has become a place where both the enemy and the enemy must fight, so, in the face of the next battle, how are you prepared here?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

The hand hidden in the sleeve of the table trembled violently again, but he said sincerely: "The disciple will do his best to support the Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth, two hundred billion, uh, there are no two hundred billion now, and there are still 165 billion Wood Demon Legions left to attack at any time, of course, please rest assured, the newborn Wood Demon is growing rapidly, and it will definitely not lag behind." ”

"Great, if you win this battle, I will take your first credit. ”