Temple of Madness

Chapter 481 Thor's Sword
Chapter 481 Thor's Sword

At this moment, Zhang Yang fell into chaos. The surrounding area was covered with blue lightning and black mist.

Am I dead?Why is it different from the last time I fell into a deep sleep.

Even if you fall into hell, it's not like this.

When Zhang Yang was full of doubts, suddenly in front of him he saw his black and white Yuan Dan spinning crazily, surrounded by lightning.

Is he not dead yet?Is it just that the spiritual power has been injected into his soul?

At this moment, a blue light suddenly fell from the top of his head, and rushed towards his Yuan Dan.

There was a click, as if something had broken.

Zhang Yang looked suspiciously at his Yuan Dan with a long sword stuck in it, and the sword was full of lightning.

Isn't this the Thor sword in Thor's hand?Could it be that this is just a phantom, but why did the Thunder God sword stick into his Yuan Dan?

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more confused he became. He controlled his body and slowly floated towards Yuan Dan, trying to pull out the Thunder God sword.

Just when his transparent body touched the Sword of Thor, suddenly a black mist burst out from the Yuan Dan.

Before Zhang Yang had time to react, he escaped into darkness before his eyes.

A pleasant female voice sounded slowly: "Hello, little friend, we finally meet."

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and saw that there was a white spot of light in front of him, which gradually became larger and slowly approached him.

"you are?"

The white spot of light walked in front of Zhang Yang, and a woman's uneven figure was vaguely revealed in the white light.

This figure was so alluring, Zhang Yang immediately closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "I already have a wife, so I can't look at other women, and I can't be sorry to Jiaoyang."

There was a pleasant laughter in my ears: "Haha, you are really cute."

Zhang Yang closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at the woman in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "Who the hell are you? Why are you in my body?"

The woman smiled and said, "Open your eyes, I'm already dressed."

Zhang Yang pursed the corner of his lips, and gently opened one eye, but he didn't look straight up, but looked down first.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment.

I saw that the woman's lower body was not legs, but a long tail, like a snake's tail.

He couldn't tell if it was a snake's tail, or it might be a fish's tail, because the long tail was covered by a light tulle, and the scales on it couldn't be distinguished at all.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly raised his head to face the last familiar face, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Yang completely forgot about the snake tail he saw just now, leaned forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and said excitedly: "Scorching sun! You are not dead, your soul is back, right? Or are you still in my body?" With a mark, you will come out to save me when my life is threatened?"

The suffocatingly beautiful woman in front of her smiled faintly, her frown and smile were exactly the same as that of the scorching sun, Zhang Yang embraced her even more excitedly.

"I'm sorry, Jiaoyang, I will never let you face those dangers alone in the future, I will face everything in the future, you just need to hide behind me."

The woman smiled lightly, stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Yang away from her face.

"I'm not scorching sun, you should be called Nuwa."

"what!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, looking in surprise at the woman in front of him who was exactly the same as the scorching sun, his eyes slowly moved down.

As if to confirm her identity, the woman twisted her snake's tail, and instantly the thin clothes revealed the scales underneath.

Zhang Yang has read from ancient books that the Nuwa Empress has a human body and a snake tail, the god of creation, and a pair of bare hands making clay figurines, which created the current vibrant mortal world.

"You...are you really Empress Nuwa? But why do you look exactly like my wife? Oh, no, I mean, your look is exactly the same as my wife, the descendant of Suzaku's generation, Sunshine. "

Zhang Yang blurted out without thinking, but found that speaking like this seemed to be disrespectful to Empress Nuwa, so he quickly changed his words.

Seeing that his hand was still on Empress Nuwa's waist, Zhang Yang hurriedly withdrew it even more embarrassed, like a child who made a mistake, he didn't know where to put his hand.

Empress Nuwa smiled faintly, hooked her fingers at him and smiled, and said: "I don't have much time, I'd better take you to see all the things that happened that year. will know why."

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and slowly followed Empress Nuwa, walking into the dark depths.

As the two walked forward slowly, the scene around 4 weeks changed suddenly, it was no longer pitch black, but a dense jungle.

Surrounded by overgrown vegetation, green everywhere, even the tip of the nose can smell the looming fragrance of flowers.

A faint fairy air slowly floated from the bottom of the bridge. This fairyland-like beauty made Zhang Yang suddenly forget that he was still going through the battle just now, and he followed Empress Nuwa with eyes full of enjoyment, like a tourist on vacation The general face is relaxed, enjoying the beautiful scenery now.

"This is the heavenly realm of the Protoss, which is what you mortals call the Nine Heavens."

"It's really beautiful here, but, Empress Nuwa, why do you say that this is the former God Clan Heaven? Is the current God Clan Heaven different from here? Or change places?"

Nuwa smiled faintly, pushed aside the bushes in front of them, and in an instant a meandering stream appeared in front of them.

A melodious singing sound like a copper bell slowly sounded from the other side of the stream.

This voice has a magical power that makes people abandon all troubles and calm down. A lot of problems in Zhang Yang's mind disappeared instantly, and he just wanted to enjoy the beautiful scenery and tranquility now.

Empress Nuwa continued to walk forward, and her voice sounded faintly in front of her: "Look, that girl is me, and the other boy is Fuxi, my husband."

Zhang Yang returned to his senses, and curiously looked in the direction of Empress Nuwa's fingers, and saw a girl with a snake tail, who looked no more than seventeen, fiddled with the stream with the snake tail.

Seeing that face exactly the same as Jiaoyang's, and that lively smiling face, Zhang Yang was deeply immersed in the memories of being with Jiaoyang.

It's just that when Zhang Yang turned his face to the boy next to the girl, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and froze in place, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"That! Isn't that me?"

That boy actually has the exact same face as Zhang Yang!
(End of this chapter)