Chapter 578: Six Impure
Roots Zhang Yang’s dream trumpet only stayed in the Limeng Kingdom for half a day before saying goodbye and leaving. Before leaving, he still looked calm, as if it was nothing special.
But in fact, it was not until he was completely away from the range of the blue light column of the Limeng Kingdom that he let out a breath of foul breath with a guilty conscience.
This was his first close contact with the ancient god, especially since it was a semi-fair contact and transaction. It was impossible for him not to feel guilty.
The boss of the Limeng country, although he is known as the god of dream laws, is actually an out-and-out ancient god, and a dual-dwelling boss who straddles reality and dreams.
Her country of Limeng has existed in the dream dimension for almost more than a billion years, and the world she owns in the real dimension has existed for more than 10 billion years.
In comparison, even if Zhang Yang added up all his small trumpets and the main body, they were still not as good as one of the opponent's leg hairs!
The reason why he was able to obtain a semi-fair identity treatment was, on the one hand, because of the entry rules for becoming an ancient god. As long as one fully grasped and possessed the ability to discover ancient laws, he could be considered an ancient god. Secondly, Zhang Yang was a small account. As for a small account, it was understandable that he was a little weak. Usually there was no hundred-fold gap, so how could he be considered a small account?
Based on this, the big boss of Limeng Country is so polite.
But in fact, she had no idea that if Zhang Yang's main body did not take into account the countless deep pits dug and the fixed assets it owned, its combat effectiveness would only be three to five percentage points stronger than this dream account.
I'm sorry to say that I've held back all the mysterious and powerful ancient gods - even though I can only be considered a small-time ancient god.
Zhang Yang sighed again and secretly swore in his heart that once this disaster was over, he would give his advice to the main body and make it practice seriously, instead of being lazy and digging holes to hide the trumpet all day long. You know that it is immoral to do so? Do you know how much pressure this truth brings to us trumpets?
Alas, Xiaohao’s life is not going well, so he might as well go home and eat watermelon.
After collecting his thoughts, Zhang Yang carefully recalled the valuable information he had obtained from Boss Li Meng. To be honest, he should thank his little cousin. If he hadn't brought the information about the third-generation insecticide, the harvest this time would not have been so great.
For example, this marked safe route and the three dream-moving mountain and sea orders.
Because the big boss Li Meng said clearly that even if there is a safe route, Zhang Yang must take a detour through three planes. The first detour must bypass three planes, the second detour must bypass nine planes, and the third detour must bypass seventy-eight planes, because there is a large group of dreams of innate creatures entrenched there.
This huge dream alone occupies an area of fifty or sixty planes. Any dream creature that approaches will be sucked into it. No one knows the consequences.
Perhaps the only good news is that even the dreams of innate creatures must abide by certain rules in the dream dimension and will not move easily, that's all.
If Zhang Yang delivered the express as originally planned, he didn't know whether he could deliver it or not, but he certainly couldn't come back because it was too far and he didn't have the money for the trip.
Moving in the dream dimension is a sheer waste of money.
So Boss Li Meng personally planned a route for Zhang Yang to ensure smooth travel.
The reason for this is that the information about the third-generation insecticide is too important to her.
The road ahead will be smooth from now on. Even if there are any bumps, they can be dealt with by simply using the Dream Moving Mountains and Seas Order.
Zhang Yang was not afraid of being tracked or detected by the big boss Li Meng. It didn't matter. He was just a courier boy now, and his identity determined what he had to do.
Since the main body wanted him to deliver the express as soon as possible, he would not hesitate to do so even if he had to sell the main body and his little cousin at a huge discount.
As for the subsequent impacts and consequences, they will all be left to the main body.
It's that simple.
Thus, after Zhang Yang had spent nearly half of his travel expenses and two Dream Land Mountain Moving Sea Orders, he finally arrived at the dream projection plane of the real plane of the Thousand Hands Race where No. 05 was located.
With trumpet 05 as a directional anchor, Zhang Yang first contacted the brother who had turned into a monster through dreams. Then, after trumpet 05 took various measures, he broke into the world of the Thousand Hands human race in the dead of night by temporarily invading through dreams.
And the facts have proved that the Thousand-Handed Race is the big boss who is hiding very deeply. Zhang Yang's invasion had just succeeded, and the Thousand-Handed Race's Heavenly Dao had already issued an early warning and activated a blocking network. It was even more powerful than Zhang Yang's Sword Immortal World, and it was so fast that it was despairing.
Zhang Yang only had time to see the face of No. 05 before a huge terror was about to fall upon his head.
"Take this back, quickly! It's important, go!"
From the beginning to the end, trumpet 05 just shouted this sentence, and then Zhang Yang's dream trumpet quickly withdrew. The only scene seen was that millions of thunders directly smashed down, and trumpet 05 was crushed to ashes.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
In the dream dimension, Zhang Yang's dream trumpet cursed loudly. He was not sad about the death of trumpet 05. Since he was a spy, he was prepared to be crushed to ashes. However, the Thousand Hands were too strong. How could they hide so deeply? He still remembered that when he used the Death Boat to sneak into the world of the Thousand Hands, they were obviously about to be beaten to shit by the mechanical zombies. How could they still be so strong?
Judging from today's situation, the foundation of the Thousand-Handed Human Race is at least at the ancient god level.
Grass!
In order to hide, you are really enough, are you shameless? It’s okay for a super boss to hide in a group of level one trumpets, but he actually robbed a child who just left the novice village. My Qingming Realm, you died miserably.
Zhang Yang was heartbroken, but he did not forget to check what was sent by No. 05. However, just as he was about to check, a strange feeling spread from his heart. When he looked up, he saw the big boss Li Meng standing not far away with a faint smile.
"I am also very curious, what secrets are hidden by the Thousand Hands? This is what I have been trying to do for the past 50 million years, but I have never been able to penetrate it. Today, I have to thank you very much."
Zhang Yang also grinned, not caring at all that he had lost control of most of his body.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, as long as you hand over the items you took out to me."
Boss Li Meng's voice was so gentle that it seemed to ring in his ears.
But Zhang Yang laughed even more happily, even to the point of contempt.
"If you don't take it out, I'll have to do it myself." Boss Li Meng seemed to feel something was wrong, and her face changed the next second, because she had completely controlled Zhang Yang's dream account, but she found that what she wanted was not here at all.
"This is impossible!"
Zhang Yang was no longer able to answer. A ray of soul vibration that had been buried long ago was instantly activated. Five hundred soul vibrations instantly destroyed this dream trumpet that had cost him countless efforts.
But at the same time, the roots of a world tree were withdrawing at an unimaginable speed, and on the roots, a small sealed box made up of thirty-two black and white chess pieces was tied tightly.
In just three hours, the sealed small box came into Zhang Yang's hands.
"I'm sorry, Zhang is not good at other things, but he is good at digging holes. Tree root, thank you for your hard work this time."
The World Tree sways gently, very modestly.
Yes, it took him thousands of years to train a Dream Dragon trumpet in the dream dimension, but who said that was his most powerful trumpet? He also had six impure tree roots.
Compared to creatures like humans, the six impure roots of the World Tree are truly like fish in water.
It took him a thousand years to train a dream dragon, but the roots of the World Tree took a thousand years to cover an entire plane. The number of dream laws he mastered and the level of authority he possessed were actually not much different from that of Boss Li Meng.
In fact, Zhang Yang's efforts to condense chaos - the ancient black and white law relied on the cover of the tree root trumpet. Otherwise, do you really think that the strange fluctuations would not alarm other bigwigs in the dream dimension? Even Li Meng himself said that the ancient dream god only gave thirteen dream law gods the quota.
And this delivery mission was extremely important, so Zhang Yang sent the Dream Account as a courier on the surface, but actually asked the Six Impure Tree Root Account to follow secretly.
Due to the special nature of this tree root trumpet and the high authority it has to use the laws of dreams, even the big boss Li Meng didn't notice it.
When account 05 delivered the express item to the dream account, the item was instantly transmitted to the tree root account, and then escaped to another dimension before boss Li Meng showed up.
As for what's in the box? It's simple.
Even the Thousand-Handed Human Race must keep it strictly secret and never leak it.
Suppression! Plague! God! Seal!
(End of this chapter)
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