Chapter 623 Please call me Mu Shaoan
Zhang Yang is taking a walk.
He walked with ease, with a starry sky above his head and a long dark shadow behind him. To the world, he did not exist.
I have to say that the state of the God of Dream Law in the dream dimension is really awesome.
If the ancient god Li Meng had not committed suicide by running to the real dimension that day, it would have been a foolish dream for Zhang Yang to plot against her.
At this moment, observing the real material that is so familiar to us in our daily life from the perspective of the god of dream laws is completely different.
For example, when it comes to sword immortals, what you see are not facial features, bodies, or outlines, but rather small, brightly colored suns, or a trapped ball of light.
The higher the level of cultivation and the higher the realm, the smaller the brightness and radiation range of the light ball will be.
The radiation range reaches dozens of kilometers, and the light inside is colorful, constantly changing and boiling. It must be the Mahayana who is transcending the tribulation. The high-pressure sword energy they can normally drive is about three hundred to five hundred times.
As the Heavenly Dao Mahayana Sword Immortals have made huge improvements in all aspects, the radiation range of the light group is only a few kilometers to a few hundred meters. Colorful lights can be seen inside, but they are not very clear, as if they are blocked by a layer of hazy fog. The high-pressure sword energy they can normally drive is about eight hundred to one thousand times.
As for the Mahayana of Laws, what they can see is like a candle flame at night, with a radiation range of about one meter, or even smaller, and there is no colorful light in the light ball at all, just a little light. The high-pressure sword energy they can drive usually ranges from one thousand five hundred times to two thousand times, depending on each person's grasp of the realm level.
Then there is the Demigod of Laws, who is almost an extremely faint point of light and cannot be detected without paying attention.
As for Qu Shang, Tao Yao and the other six gods of law, there was no light at all, as if they did not exist at all.
However, this does not mean that the God of Dream Laws cannot discover them.
Zhang Yang simply closed his vision and simply sensed based on the laws of dreams, and instantly the situation became different.
Qu Shang, Tao Yao and other six gods of law are like six huge mountains, super big, tens of thousands of feet high, covering an area of 100,000 kilometers in radius, almost covering the real foundation formed by the fifty earth veins.
Then, under such induction, the weakest Mahayana who has transcended tribulation is just a small mound of earth.
"Wait, what is that?"
Zhang Yang suddenly noticed that at the edge of the huge mountain range transformed by Qu Shang and the other six people, there were silk threads countless times thinner than a hair hanging on it, extending all the way to the deeper part of the dream dimension, but the six of them seemed to be unaware of it.
Then he looked again and saw that everyone was connected by this imperceptible thread.
"So, is this the truth that the material in the real dimension cannot survive in the dream dimension for a long time? Is this also the truth that the enemy wants to clear the land? What a calculation."
Zhang Yang withdrew his induction and thought grimly that the invasion of reality into the dream world really required a price to be paid, because it would inevitably be rejected and counterattacked by the entire dream dimension. If he had not become the God of Dream Law and could protect these millions of sword immortals to the greatest extent, then it would not be long before there would be unspeakable disasters! "So this matter has returned to the starting point. A good cook cannot cook without rice. Without the dream law, I, the God of Dream Law, will sooner or later show my true colors."
With a long sigh, Zhang Yang's mouth suddenly revealed a mysterious smile that was said to be evil, crazy, cool and awesome.
There is nothing to say, just watch the pit! No, there is still a procedure to be done before using the big move.
Zhang Yang solemnly placed a black chess piece in his hand, and a chaotic force - the power of the ancient black and white laws was injected into it. It instantly communicated with another existence, and then the figure of the ancient god Li Meng emerged from the chess piece.
"Well, try to raise 100,000 units of the Law of Dreams for me."
Zhang Yang's face suddenly became embarrassed and anxious, the change in expression was perfect.
Among the black chess pieces, Li Meng's expression seemed a little complicated, and then she shook her head slightly, "Sorry, I can't do it, because others offer a higher price. Considering that you once spared my life, I can mediate for you. As long as you surrender, maybe you don't have to die."
Zhang Yang was shocked when he heard this, and then he sneered: "Do you really think that the Dream God will forgive you? The reason why I have the courage to let you go back is that I am not afraid of your betrayal."
Li Meng still shook her head, and the trace of pity in her eyes turned into indifference. "Your plan is good. Yes, I have completely offended the Dream God. Theoretically, I can only rely on you to survive. However, the Dream God is not the only one involved in this huge chess game. So, I am free now!"
"Impossible!" Zhang Yang frowned, but quickly suppressed his anger. "Li Meng, I can give you one last chance. Raise at least 100,000 dream laws for me, and I will immediately lift the nine-layer confinement of your true spirit!"
"Why bother? Your so-called nine-fold confinement can be easily broken in front of a real big shot, and I don't need to pay much. I just need to tell you the whole situation of the Plague God Seal. Mu Shaoan, you have already lost, why bother to struggle in vain?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhang Yang laughed loudly, then said word by word: "If I, Mu Shaoan, get scared, I will write this name upside down. Bitch, one day, you will regret it! And the so-called big shot behind you, come and hit me if you have the guts. If I, Mu Shaoan, get scared, I will call you my son!"
“Bang!”
The black chess piece shattered, and a mysterious divine seal could be vaguely seen falling down, so it was certain that this woman, Li Meng, had directly sought the support of the Thousand-Handed Human Race.
But Zhang Yang was not worried or angry at all, and he even had the urge to laugh out loud.
Sorry, the trap he dug casually is so effective. It feels like the traps he dug recently are becoming more and more elegant.
I really hope that the big boss behind the Thousand Hands will rush to the dream dimension to settle accounts with him in anger, but that is impossible. We are all smart people. Unless we have an absolute overwhelming advantage, we will never do stupid things like sending cavalry to the sea and navy to the desert.
However, considering that a certain kid named Mu is too arrogant, and given the nature of the Thousand-Handed people, it would be strange if they didn't fight back after knowing his real name.
Well, congratulations to you. Mu Bazhua, who is cursed by the third-generation insecticide, is now least afraid of this type of long-range attack.
But, the above are really just small holes dug casually.
Zhang Yang would never say that not only did he occasionally reveal his real name, but he also used super-advanced methods to imitate the Dao rhyme fluctuations on Mu Bazhua's body and watched dozens of sunrises with Li Meng.
In short, even if it is a daily pit, you must be conscientious and go all out! However, if there is a small pit, there must be a big pit, otherwise it would be an insult to Zhang Mazi's professional expertise? Swish! A white chess piece came into Zhang Yang's hand. This chess piece was slightly different from the previous chess pieces, because it actually sealed a stunning beauty. Judging from the contours of her facial features, it was clearly the ancient god Li Meng - of course that was impossible.
This can only be the twin sister of the ancient god Li Meng. I don’t know her exact name, but that doesn’t matter at all!
What’s important is the process.
The ancient god Li Meng has a twin sister, but she refined her into a demon spirit, which is immortal. Before, this sister demon spirit even directly broke Zhang Yang's passivated true spirit particles. It can be said that she is very powerful, but in the end she was still killed by Zhang Yang. Then the ancient god Li Meng was also killed by the Sky-Swallowing Sword Formation.
This is an established fact.
However, when Zhang Yang opened the time coffin later, he saw two Li Mengs. This seemed like a bug, but in fact it was not, because the ancient god Li Meng and her sister had always been very closely connected. After being refined into a demon spirit, she was continuously fed with Li Meng's essence and blood. So according to the rules, the two are one.
Especially since the time and distance of the sister's demon spirit's death did not exceed the limited period of the time coffin, they were all resurrected.
In addition, from the intelligence Zhang Yang had previously read, it had never been mentioned that this time coffin could only revive one person. Probably, all the people who had obtained this time coffin in history were probably not interested in sharing it with others, and naturally did not know that it could revive more people.
In short, when Zhang Yang saw the two Li Mengs, a series of inspirations for digging holes started bubbling up like spring water.
This kind of thing does not require quick wit, strong planning ability, or strong reaction ability, layout ability, or the ability to respond to emergencies.
Really, as long as there is enough time, enough intelligence accumulation, and enough experience, even ordinary people can come up with many creative ideas and develop a complete set of crisis response plans.
The only difference lies in whether you have the ability to dig a hole and the best materials for digging the hole.
So Zhang Yang only took ten minutes to imagine 172 possible situations, and then screened them based on these situations, mainly targeting the attacks that his side might encounter.
In this way, exactly six small traps and three big traps were selected, including impersonating Mu Shaoan and hiding the sister's demon spirit.
At that time, Zhang Yang was not sure what kind of benefits he could get from Li Meng, nor was he sure whether he should kill her or push her down, let alone the series of changes that would happen now.
However, with a prepared plan in advance, you won't have to pin your opponent to the ground and beat him madly.
If Li Meng really just obediently became his third concubine, what would it matter if these pits were left idle?
Who doesn't have a few pitfalls? Even though Qu Shang was so loyal, wasn't there still a few pitfalls buried in his body? "So, digging pits is fun for a while, and it's fun to keep digging pits. Dig pits every day, you deserve it!"
(End of this chapter)
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