Zhang Yang chose to fly with Edgeworth in a defenseless state.

First, it is very low-key, there is no red rainbow, no aura, and secondly, it consumes the least in this way.

Because he's flying to a star now.

Well, this is not a star in the popular sense, and the distance between it and Zhang Yang is far less terrible and unattainable.

Therefore, he only flew for three months and nine days before he finally approached this world of the end of the law.

Of course, this time change was Zhang Yang's own estimate, after all, there was no reference here, and what he could refer to was the unit of standard heaven and earth aura that suddenly appeared around his body every day.

From this point of view, the world will of the Xianxia True Realm is really generous.

At this time, Zhang Yang was not busy entering the target world, but quietly observed.

This end-of-law world is like a big ball of fire, but it's nowhere near as big as the Earth, or the Sun, because it's not any known celestial body at all.

The flames that come out of this large fireball are orange-red and bright, but usually this brightness also represents a precursor to extinguishing.

As for the inside of the big fireball, it can still sense some faint and thin heaven and earth aura, but this thinness is almost equivalent to the effect of putting a pound of fat into Dongting Lake.

"It's a bit of a pit!"

Zhang Yang sighed with emotion, and crashed headlong into the big fireball in front of him.

It's very relaxed, it is worthy of the era of the end of the law, and there is no space barrier anymore.

This is an undefended world.

Then the first thing Zhang Yang felt was death.

The rich air of death shows that the world is rushing towards death at a rapid pace.

The second thing he felt was chaos, not the chaos of the fifth sequence, but the chaos of a living system.

With such a feeling, Zhang Yang came, and he appeared on a barren mountain.

There were no lush forests on the hills, not even a decent, majestic tree, but not that there were no trees, there were still ones, all of them were twisted and hideous, like evil spirits cooked in a pan of oil.

The weeds on the ground were low, yellow, and half-dead, but they were fierce and vicious.

This is not a description of drought, and the mountains and wilderness during the drought years are not so exaggerated.

Zhang Yang knows that this is just because this world is going to die, so everything in this world is crazy to fight for his life!

That's right, fight for your life.

The mountains are evil mountains, the water is evil water, the trees are evil trees, the grass is evil grass, and people, of course, are evil people.

If a person is evil to the extreme, he is an evil spirit.

This ghost is not a ghost race, but similar to the ghosts of folklore on the earth, it is a ghost of the human heart.

To establish an immortal cultivation sect in such a world, do you have to cross the tribulation and ascend?

It's really hehe.

Zhang Yang sighed, and was not busy exploring this world, because theoretically in this world of the end of the law, he was the first in the world, unless there were outsiders, he was invincible.

Invincible at the beginning, is it cool?

So the point of the matter is not the fight.

"First of all, my natal aura must be used sparingly, it will be a process of accumulation. ”

"But this dying world of the end of the law obviously can't be rejuvenated by injecting enough heaven and earth aura. ”

"This world will die, but I must find something of value that can propel me through the tribulation and soar to complete the entire task of building a village. ”

Thinking like this, Zhang Yang stepped down the mountain, that's right, he didn't dare to resist the sword, even if he consumed a little mana in this end-of-law world, it would be worth the loss.

After descending the barren mountain, he saw a long-abandoned road, on both sides of the road, some shadows of farmland could still be vaguely seen, but at this moment there were no crops in the farmland, only a kind of octopus-like weed, dead on the ground, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The sky was dark, the sun was a little cold, and the thin clouds were shrouded like fog.

Zhang Yang walked down the road and into the field, and the octopus-like weeds came to life at this moment, trying to tie Zhang Yang's feet and then eat them.

Zhang Yang was indifferent, allowing the weeds to sweep quickly, and finally, when he turned into a straw dumpling, he saw the head of a woman.

Her body was the weed, and she hissed and pounced like crazy to enjoy this delicious meal.

Zhang Yang suddenly reached out and crushed the woman's head, and then sighed.

This woman is a monster, or a monster, at least on the surface.

But it's not, it's a monster.

The demon clan is the darling of heaven and earth, and their flesh and bones contain aura, and they should be the first to die out in this end-of-law world.

As for this human monster, the reason why she was able to form such a strange change was because of mutation.

A mutation that slides into the abyss.

This is diametrically opposed to cultivating to become immortal and cultivating to break through transcendental.

Zhang Yang finally glanced at the ruined village in the distance, turned around and left, no need to guess that he also knew that the people in the village had gone there, and it took energy to mutate into the abyss, and if they couldn't absorb it from the outside world, they could only kill each other.

"The abyss ghost clan attacked the human race for the sake of civilization, which is understandable, but there is a kind of ghost, which specializes in killing people, and it is the most hateful!"

Walking along the deserted road for three hundred miles, the evil deserted atmosphere was slightly relieved, there were more traces of walking on the road, and the wild grass on the side of the road finally had a trace of normal green, but deserted villages and farmland could still be seen on both sides of the road.

"Stop, rob!"

Out of a small ditch in front of them came three bruises, with messy hair and beards, barefoot, dressed in animal skins, skinny, skinny, green eyes, and rusted forks in their hands.

This is probably the worst bandit.

Zhang Yang ignored it, and a small stone kicked up casually solved the battle.

These are just three humanoid demons that could mutate into demons.

"Hmm, Reiki?"

After continuing to walk forward for about fifty miles, Zhang Yang suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked ahead with a little surprise, within the area of about five hundred and six miles in diameter, the sun was slightly brighter, and even the clouds and fog were much less. It's no wonder that there will be robbers here.

Zhang Yang strode over, and sure enough, farmland with weak greenery gradually appeared on both sides of the road, with populated but still desolate villages, and pedestrians on the road.

This is the first normal person Zhang Yang has met.

He was strong, with a big beard, and a large knife on his back, and strode from opposite Zhang Yang.

"Friend, I want to ask for the next way. ”

Zhang Yang called the other party, but in fact, the other party stopped twenty meters away, with a vigilant face.

"Fifty miles away, it is Guobei County, a certain Guobei County Ghost Hunting Heavenly Master, where did you come from?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Is it the same name? Or is it a coincidence, or maybe this is that Guobei County!