Village Building Order Frenzy

As promised, honesty is a rare virtue!

And Zhang Yang is precisely the one-in-a-kind person who possesses all these virtues.

So he didn't delay anything, and immediately released 80% of the seals for Bacolor Lingzhi, including the most powerful tree root seal.

Then he looked openly at the Eight-Color Lingzhi pulling out green silk threads from the body of the World Tree. When these silk threads were combined together, they became an extremely elegant creature, which was produced by the Eight-color True Spirit. Self-awareness is almost equivalent to the meaning that I don't want this body, but the soul must be taken away in a complete package.

However, this detached self-awareness is equivalent to directly reducing the level of the world tree to the level of the five-color spiritual plant. In this regard, Zhang Yang's loss is extremely huge.

But he is still willing to keep his promise.

As for the self-awareness of the eight-color Lingzhi, he also seemed to mean what he said, and fell into the dream dimension without saying a word, followed by Zhang Yang.

At this time, in the dream dimension, with the ancient castle as the center, the sword fairy legions have already arrived on standby, and Zhang Yang didn't have time to explain to Qu Shang and others. As soon as he waved his hand, he heard a loud rumbling sound, countless huge The trees drilled out of the ground, and quickly formed a huge barrier based on the trunk.

Immediately afterwards, more Mahayana wood demons rushed out, and began to build a more complex and solid defensive structure based on this barrier, and finally built a hollow sphere with a diameter of one thousand kilometers.

At this time, the hidden sword ground veins were quickly pulled out from the sword fairy world, passed through the green wood world, and finally came to the dream dimension, entering this hollow sphere, no more, no less, exactly 500,000.

Even Qu Shang, Tao Yao and the others were confused by this scene, but the eight-color Lingzhi suddenly sighed,

"Your Excellency's detailed layout really impresses me. I am not wronged. So, do I need to start the dream high-speed rail immediately? But I must remind you that in front of the ancient god of the dream, this layout can only be used once. .”

"Thank you, as long as you help me send these people to the designated location, I will keep my promise and give you back your absolute freedom. Well, you don't have to think about how to play tricks, and don't worry that I will break my promise, because I will keep these leylines for transportation at the end. .”

What Zhang Yang said was extremely sincere, but Base Lingzhi didn't say anything, because there was no way to bind the promise of the two of them, but this opportunity was something neither of them wanted to miss.

Every extra second of delay can make a big difference in the outcome.

Therefore, it has no intention of calculating Zhang Yang, because in that case Zhang Yang would at most lose an excellent opportunity, but he would definitely not let it go.

Similarly, Zhang Yang really intends to let the eight-color Lingzhi's self-consciousness go away, because what he needs most now is to use the dreamland high-speed rail to make a difference in time and distance, so as to achieve the effect of striking east and west.

If you have to entangle with Bacolor Lingzhi, the final result may be a chicken-and-egg fight.

So this is the tacit understanding in the legend!

Eight-color Lingzhi absolutely did not intend to hold back, and immediately shrunk down the sword fairy legions one by one and sent them to that special tree root. Tens of millions of people, this is a huge transportation volume, and at this time, the dreamland is ancient. God's nightmare storm is about to sweep in.

Even the army of dreams assembled from all directions is speeding up in various ways. After a few hours at most, this place will be completely overwhelmed by an army of tens of billions of dreams. Ten million Sword Immortals can't get rid of it at all in front of such a number. Make a little noise.

At this time, Zhang Yang is still holding the dream-weaving magic technique that constantly emits the bright morning glow in his left hand. This thing is not taught to him, he is just holding it. The dots of golden light that come out become extraordinarily beautiful and full of vitality.

In the real dimension, these rays of light can only dissipate after flying a few meters away, but here, these golden threads do not appear to be broken at all, just flying and floating like that, even if they are grasped by hand, they cannot be interrupted. Because the silk thread instead becomes like smoke, like a dream, incomparably magical.

Zhang Yang also relied on these golden threads to barely cover his intentions from being noticed by the ancient god of the dream. After all, the distance between the two sides is too far, hundreds of planes.

It is true that the ancient god of the dream is the king of this dream dimension, but he cannot be omniscient and omnipotent. Otherwise, why would there be thirteen gods of dream law to assist him?

In addition to concealing the intention, the dreamlike golden thread also concealed a black and white chess piece held in Zhang Yang's right hand, which sealed Li Meng who had fallen asleep.

In just three minutes, when the nightmare storm set off by the ancient god of dreams finally came, there were hundreds of millions of dream threads emanating from the dream weaving magic in Zhang Yang's hand, completely covering a range of thousands of kilometers, but this was not consumption. , but a huge gain, the effect obtained by absorbing the free dream law.

If this situation continues for a period of time, and the number and expansion of the golden threads reach a limit, Zhang Yang will be able to completely gain control of the dream weaving magic, and he will also become the thirteenth god of the law of dreams.

This is the correct way to open the dream weaving magic, and it is also the reason why the ancient gods of dreams and other dream law gods rushed to stop it at all costs.

But at this moment, tens of millions of sword fairy legions have been successfully transported out, and 500,000 Tibetan sword veins have also been shrunk and packaged for transportation.

"Goodbye and good luck!"

When the nightmare storm was about to fall, Zhang Yang coerced Baise Lingzhi to activate the dream high-speed rail for the last time, and by the way, he also released the remaining 20% ​​of the seal on it.

After all, he is a man who keeps his promises.

Of course, if the other party is unwilling to keep its promise, the 3,000 dead Mahayana wood demons left here will teach it to be a new man.

When the hundreds of millions of golden lights released by the dream weaving magic suddenly disappeared, the anti-deduction effect collapsed, and the ancient god of the dream immediately deduced the general truth of the matter, but it was too late, because Zhang Yang had already arrived in Li Meng's dream kingdom, and Wan Jian Xian Dajun launched a strong attack without saying a word.

Even if this place has already been taken over by another dream law god, but after all, the time is short, and the advantage of Zhang Yang's side is too great. The six law gods lead the team and push forward with incomparable tyranny. Almost any resistance becomes a bubble, and this It's because Zhang Yang didn't want to destroy the defense ecology here, otherwise, he would just drop a million Asura Blood God Seals in one round, and even the gods of the law of dreams would be able to blast away the medicine dregs!

The front is still advancing rapidly, and the rear has already started a brand-new defense structure. One after another, chaotic god seals, sword arrays, and Nine Mountains Immortal Ships are densely arranged.

Immediately afterwards, the 500,000 hidden sword veins carried by the 100,000 Mahayana wood demons were also released. These hidden sword veins were like huge earthworms. Branches and leaves spread out, like laying a reinforced concrete foundation, spreading along the entire scope of the Dream Kingdom.

This point is very important.

Dreams invade reality, and nightmare seeds are needed to make the dimension of reality nihilistic.

Then in turn, reality invades dreams, and a lot of materials are needed to lay a solid foundation! What to use to consolidate it, of course it is something like the earth veins, the effect is extremely significant.

This method of materializing the dream is Zhang Yang's trump card with the confidence to resist the violent counterattack of the dream army.

Back and forth, the fight is a time difference, a distance difference.

It is estimated that after this incident, the ancient gods of the Dreamland will arrest the eight-color spirit plant all over the map, and it will become extremely difficult for it to completely advance and become an innate creature.

But what does this have to do with Zhang Yang? What's wrong with having a comrade in arms to help share the hatred?

As for now, Zhang Yang finally let go of his right hand and released Li Meng. Without waiting for her confused to ask, he immediately said: "I can let you be free, absolutely free. Now you return to your world in the dimension of reality. Can't be the boss?"

"What?"

Li Meng hadn't recovered yet, until he saw the familiar dreamland of God around him, and then took a breath.

Then, she smiled bitterly, "Can't I be your third concubine with peace of mind?"

"cannot!"

Zhang Yang shook his head, "And I believe you will not refuse. Anyway, you have already offended the ancient god of dreamland to death, so it doesn't matter if you add more hatred. Don't worry, the human race and the demon race will be friendly for generations, and our love will also be earth-shattering."

Li Meng stared at Zhang Yang, and sighed after a long time: "You will regret it, this time you used a whole set of tricks that I find unbelievable to tease the ancient god of Dreamland, and won people speechless in the shortest possible time. , but in the long run, you will lose nothing, even if you become a god of the law of dreams, you will not be able to escape the final demise."

Hearing Li Meng's weird words, Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to indicate that Li Meng's dream kingdom still has a channel connection with the real plane, so she can be her ancient god at any time, that is, her cultivation will Weakened countless times.

But since Li Meng has such self-confidence, it means that she naturally has backup.

"What is she saying?"

Qu Shang's figure appeared in front of Zhang Yang without warning, looking at Li Meng's back with inexplicable hostility.

Zhang Yang thought about it, as if he didn't hear it, he suddenly asked: "Tell me, will the Ancient God of Dreamland release water on me?"

"What?"

"I just think things are going a little too well."

"But we have indeed achieved our strategic goal. We have perfectly seized this Dream Kingdom. As long as we connect it with our Sword Immortal World, we will be in an invincible position." Qu Shang's voice slightly A little excited, although she couldn't figure out Zhang Yang's plan at first, but looking back at this time, it was naturally clear at a glance. To be honest, she couldn't imagine when Zhang Yang buried so many cards behind him.

It's just too mysterious.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "The time of that tree root's betrayal was too early, and the timing was too hasty. It is true that I have been planning for Li Meng's Dream Kingdom since I caught her, but it's only been nine months , I felt as if I was being chased to the shelves, I was forced to panic by this sudden incident, I had to show all kinds of hole cards, and I had to--to become the most dazzling MVP of the year in a hurry!"

"What?" Qu Shang was even more puzzled.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang sighed, "I'm beginning to doubt it now. Ever since I captured Li Meng, I've passively become a pawn of the Ancient God of Dreamland."

"What!" Qu Shang's eyes widened.

Zhang Yang said to himself:

"Suppose the Ancient God of Dreamland knew about the existence of tree roots from the very beginning?"

"Suppose the Ancient God of Dreamland knew about the existence of the High Speed ​​Rail in Dreamland from the very beginning?"

"Why did the tree root suddenly rebel? There must be an incentive, for absolute freedom? I'll go to him as a Mahler Gobi!"

"So now, I, Zhang, must have become the most eye-catching man in this area. After all, I can even play with the ancient gods in the dream world, and I can defeat them twice in a row, so theoretically I should be The most powerful civilization in this area, I am the ancestors of you old coins!"

Zhang Yang yelled and cursed, and Qu Shang finally understood, and his expression changed drastically in an instant, because in the fourth sequence, ancient gods and competitors are not scary, but the most terrifying thing is the wave of mechanical zombies representing the second generation of insecticides .

"It's okay, it's okay, I actually still have a hole card!"

Zhang Yang suddenly laughed wildly, as if he regained his energy all of a sudden.

Alas, there is no other way, so let's sacrifice blood to my little cousin.