Although I was mentally prepared, I would be arrested for a thousand days.

But Zhang Yang was still shocked at this moment, and then a scene that even more frightened him appeared.

A series of sky-blue lights rose gently around his true spirit, turning into blue stars, floating and rotating, beautiful.

However, this blue star actually blocked Zhang Yang's connection with the Boat of Death, and he could not teleport back.

"Haha! You little thief who steals fire, are you running away? I have tried so hard to capture you. Now, if I don't scatter your soul, I will really think that this God-refining array is a decoration!"

The angry voice of Cang Dongtian God sounded, and his teeth were itchy when he hated him.

Civilized torch is not harmful to most gods, and even many powerful krypton gold demigods will not take civilized torch seriously.

However, the spittoon urn is specially designed to smuggle time waste, so as the orthodox civilization that was born on the main trunk of the long river of time, it is a special killing and restraining force.

A small amount of civilized torch has no intimidation to the spittoon urn. In order to make up for the civilized torch that can refine the spittoon urn, Cang Dongtian God has planned for more than 100,000 years. For this reason, he did not hesitate to cooperate with the virus clan and set up hundreds of thousands of life and death stages in the fifth sequence of thousands of civilizations.

With the help of the civilized torch produced by the Life and Death Arena, the Great God Refining Array was set up.

As a result, the little thief who had come out of nowhere had stolen more than one thousandth of the total amount of civilization torch without him noticing it.

How can I bear this? Because this matter is related to his true life and death!

Do you really think he is willing to be a spittoon official who is angry and resentful, and cannot even accommodate the six major sequence frameworks?

Smuggling time waste and reversing time is the kind of challenging the long river of time, the six major sequences, the shared rules of the heavens and all realms, which are truly the kind of people who cannot die well.

But there was no way. He mistakenly thought that he could gain a foothold in the fourth sequence by holding the thigh of the ancient god. As a result, half of his true spirit was sealed in this spittoon jar by the ancient god. If he didn't smuggle, he would die!

Tianxun's ancient god seemed to have encountered some big trouble and had not appeared for tens of millions of years. He then planned in every way, first revealing some news, allowing a group of enemies to kill him, and then rob his own world. Finally, he automatically reduced the dimension to the fifth sequence, and finally completed the God Refining Array.

As long as the spittoon urn was refined, he would no longer have to be controlled by the ancient god.

Therefore, Cang Dong was particularly angry at Zhang Yang who was doing the destruction. Not only did he throw his true spirit into the core of the God Refining Array, but he also threw it directly into the spittoon jar.

There is a place of death.

Time waste is the six major sequences, the most vicious non-toxic substance in the heavens and all realms.

At this moment, Zhang Yang, who was thrown into the spittoon urn, had calmed down. There was nothing he could do if he didn't calm down. His true spirit was completely stopped by the blue stars and could not move at all.

"Is this thing a mechanical iron god sand made of mechanical soul gold? This Cangdong is really a good family background."

Zhang Yang carefully identified that there was no similar knowledge in his subject's memory, but there were very detailed records in the filtered magic information.

Mechanical Iron God Sand is a more vicious and weird substance made of mechanical soul gold. Once this object is released, it can isolate space and information. It is the best way to interrupt teleportation talent skills.

No wonder Zhang Yang’s connection with the Boat of Death was cut off at once.

If his body is cut off, he can continue to contact the Boat of Death.

But now it is only his true spirit that has been cut off, which is troublesome.

After all, for the Boat of Death, he was still quietly staying on the boat.

But if the true spirit is gone, what's the use of having a body? That's a vegetable.

Zhang Yang wanted to smile bitterly, but this time he was really having fun.

He could not see or sense what was happening around him. The mechanical iron god sand was truly worthy of its reputation. If he said to isolate everything, he would really be isolated from everything unless he encountered a more iron-headed person.

In fact, after just one second, more iron-headed substances appeared. What could exist in the spittoon jar was of course the waste that had not been dumped clean.

The accumulation of these waste materials year after year has long formed a unique ecosystem, well, that is, mutation, so it is even more terrifying than the real flame of nothingness.

Hundreds of three hundred mechanical iron god sand were dissolved in less than half a minute.

Even the Zhangyang True Spirit is no exception, and this dissolution is more painful than contacting purple fire.

He couldn't howl anymore.

What can I do at this time?

A purple fire was spit out by Zhang Yang. He didn't know whether this civilized torch could fight against more toxic time waste, but it would definitely restrain the spittoon urn.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

The purple fire just appeared, and the whole world began to vibrate violently. In this vibration, the waste materials with different colors and fangs and claws seemed to be tied up with a layer of shackles and pressed down tightly.

The crisis is temporarily lifted.

Zhang Yang only saw the space here at this time, and he felt that it was so huge and vast.

It's completely out of sight.

There is no sky, no earth, only the bound waste of time. Here they no longer appear in the form of flames of nothingness, but are all kinds, some like people, some like clouds, some like monsters, some like trees, flowers, and some like mountains, rivers, and some like terrible things.

That is, these time wastes seem to have produced their own spirits.

Zhang Yang could not imagine what kind of terrifying damage would happen if these time waste materials that produced their own spirits rushed out of the spittoon urn and appeared in the world?

Or, this is the consequence of crossing the trunk of the long river of time in reverse.

But this is not what Zhang Yang needs to consider now. He has to see if he can save himself first.

Three hundred mechanical iron god sands were dissolved, but there were still 158 of them fixed on Zhang Yang's true spirit. This is the disgusting thing about this thing and the reason why the Cang Dongtian God did not plan to recycle it.

This is the one who is born with the candy. As long as we are involved, we will be good brothers and good partners. We will never be separated for the rest of our lives, no matter whether you are a human, a ghost, a demon or a demon.

"You can't cut off my true spirit in half, right?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be glad that his True Spirit Freestyle has been swimming during this period, making the True Spirit strong as a towering tree, so those 158 mechanical iron god sands can only cover half of the True Spirit.

He even faintly sensed the Boat of Death now. It has to be said that the Boat of Death is still awesome. If the number of mechanical iron god sand is smaller than dozens, he will definitely be able to summon the Boat of Death in.

Just as I was thinking about this, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Who are you? Could it be that you were also captured by the old demon Jiu Chu?"

The angsy true spirit sensed the sound and saw a strange birdcage mountain in the void in the distance, trapping a monster larger than the mountain. This monster has three heads, one of which has golden horns, white hair on one head and red eyes on the other.

So Zhang Yang immediately knew who this was.

Isn't it that half of the unlucky boy Cangdong's true spirit or who?

As for the old demon Jiu Chu, he must be the ancient god.

I don’t know if Cang Dong could contact his true spirit trapped in the spittoon jar. Also, is this the true spirit? Why does it seem to be the original body?

At this time, the true spirit of Cang Dong in the bird cage spoke again:

"My name is Cangdong, I am the Abyss Demon Clan. I have been trapped here for 280,000 years. You seem to be from the Sky Human Clan?"

Cang Dong Zhenling's tone was very plain and there was no fireworks. She was like an old man who was used to the changes in the wind and clouds, calm and composed.

But Zhang Yang doesn't believe it. It would be strange if anyone has been trapped for so long and doesn't go crazy.

So he ignored it. If you have the ability, you can fly over and peck me.

"The mechanical iron god sand on you is difficult to deal with. Over time, they will drill deep into your true spirit and eventually occupy the nest in your true spirit. I have a way to resolve it here, so you might as well try it."

Cang Dong Zhenling continued to say, and then, regardless of whether Zhang Yang believed it or not, he told him the method of resolving it.

This time, Zhang Yang was finally moved because he carefully thought about it. The method Cang Dong Zhenling said was really effective.

No, Cang Dong is actually a good person?

Haha, I don't believe it.

But, why not try it?

The method Cang Dong said was a true spirit tempering method, which was specially used to horizontally enhance the true spirit, because according to what he said, the residual time waste in the spittoon jar is particularly cruel. Even if it is suppressed by the large jar, it will occasionally explode. Compared with them, the real time waste is gentle like a little sheep.

Therefore, as the true spirit imprisoned here, we must learn to fight.

As for the method of tempering the true spirit, it was not created by Cang Dong's true spirit, but was left by the true spirit of the previous spittoon official, who obtained the true spirit of the previous spittoon official from the previous spittoon official.

After all, the ancient god existed for a long time, and the backward times were countless times, and there were countless waste materials that needed to be processed. Therefore, the spittoon official must naturally be one term after another. When the ex died, he would arrest another one.

In short, Cang Dong Zhenling himself said that as long as he comes in here, he should not think about going out. The ancient god Jiu Chu has been domineering for tens of millions of years and no one can cure it.

Rather than doing this, it is better to relax your mind and make the rest of your life less boring.

Zhang Yang is half-believing and half-doubting about this statement, but this true spirit tempering method may be really a good thing.

I just don’t know if the evil Cang Dong outside finally refined the spittoon urn and met the real good Cang Dong, would it trigger personality division?

The True Spirit Tempering Method is indeed true and extremely domineering.

Zhang Yang only practiced for a while and then clearly realized that his true spirit had become stronger again.

Moreover, he noticed that this true spirit tempering method can transform the true spirit god, which is the so-called huge as a mountain and a powerful as a prison. At such a moment, the true good man Cang Dong Zhenling was like a real person.

At this level, it doesn’t matter whether you have a body or not.
Chapter completed!