I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 397 Zhang Wuyang's Layout
"Smile! Let go of your farts!"

If the sage Huanglong had a bad temper, then the sage Tianti was a complete bastard.

Regarding Zhang Wuyang's smirk, because the distance was not enough to slap the back of Zhang Wuyang's head, the ladder directly slapped the table and said, "What's the plan, you want to break our plan, tell me, if it's feasible, I won't slap you .”

Ji Sheng: "Ahem..."

"Cough a bird, isn't it just an image? I don't have such a thing."

Saints: ...

Holy shit!
Zhang Wuyang once thought of Mo Zizai, no matter how he looked at him.

The only difference is that Mo Zizai was possessed by his grandfather in the past, but was driven almost crazy by a quack doctor, and the grandfather also ran away with him.The ladder sage is different, he is the grandfather himself.

"Returning to all seniors, before I tell my plan, who can explain to me?"

"speak."

"Everyone's plan, if my guess is right, is to hide a few secretly, and then wait until the big war breaks out to launch a surprise attack, forcing away a few alien saints, and then wait for my human arrogance to grow up. But in the lower states, right?"

"That's a good guess," Fengchun Shengren nodded, "But because of your boy's sudden disorder, now this plan is a bit out of the normal track."

"Off track? No no no!"

Zhang Wuyang shook his head again and again, and said with a smile: "I feel that not only have I not deviated from the plan of the seniors, but even because of my rashness, this plan is more operable."

In the arena, except for Ji Mingyao, who was now befuddled, the rest of the saints looked at Zhang Wuyang curiously.

"Appreciate further details."

"I don't know if you have ever thought about it—infighting?!"

"Infighting?"

Although all the saints have their own grievances, but as members of the same race, there are aliens watching over them, so the personal friendship of the saints is actually very good. Why did Zhang Wuyang talk about internal fighting?

"That's right, it's internal fighting!"

"Wuyang is bold, I implore all seniors to fight among themselves and weaken the strength of our human race."

Sitting at the top, the sage Fengchun did not reprimand Zhang Wuyang for his inexplicable words, but instead said interestingly: "The reason."

"The battle between our human race and the alien race has been irreversible since the emergence of our generation of Tianjiao."

"It's just that my human race is too powerful now, and the alien race has been in full swing, but there is not much movement."

"Wuyang thinks that since the fight is definitely going to happen, he should just start and end it earlier, so that the alien race will be less prepared, and our human race will suffer a lot less loss."

"Moreover, the most important thing is, why don't we fight to determine the universe? Give future generations a stable and stable living space?"

"If seniors can fight among themselves and change our human saints from the current eighteen to ten, the foreign race will no longer be able to hold back. At that time, even if the foreign race knows that this is my human race's strategy, they still have to do something. After all, the time to act is not waiting for me, isn't it? And our human race gathers their strength when they don't react, and sends Qiankun to the people of the four states to Jian, Bu, and Li."

"The human race only guards three states, ten saints should be enough."

"In addition, I still have a large formation. After all my people have arrived in the land of the three states, relying on the luck of the human race and ten saints to raise the formation, it will be able to block the aliens for at least three years! Within three years, Alien saints cannot enter our three states an inch!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Wuyang is full of confidence: "The alien races in the Star Origin Realm are full of thousands of races. They can't attack the human race for a long time in three years. These alien races are not of one mind, and there will inevitably be some friction. If someone pushes one of them , will inevitably make the aliens fight among themselves.”

"Although these internal strife will not cause too many accidents, at most it will let a few alien saints leave the Star Origin Realm, but this is enough for us! Our human race has no loss at all, relying on the four big states that can be taken back at any time If you can consume a few saints of different races, you can only make money and not lose money!"

"At that time, when the formation fails and our other saints suddenly show up, their combined strength will not be as strong as ours. After the infighting and the sneak attack by our human seniors, the strength of the foreign race will definitely be greatly reduced."

"When our generation of Tianjiao grows up, their strength will be completely inferior to ours. At that time, it will be the time when the human race will clean up the universe and unify the stars!"

"What do you seniors think?"

Zhang Wuyang finished all the words in one breath, and the field fell into silence.

The seventeen sages pondered carefully, deducing the feasibility of this.

Three questions:

First, can the human race stop the alien race in these three years?You must know that there are more than 300 alien martial immortals in the entire Star Origin Realm, and there are only more than 100 human races.

Second, can the formation really block the alien saint?If you can't stop it, you will be stealing chickens and losing money.

Thirdly, can Human Race Skyfall really be able to become holy in a short period of time?If you can't become holy in a short time, a saint like Fengchun Saint will have to leave the Star Origin Realm.

As for the fact that the sage left nearly half of the saint due to internal fighting among the human race, and thus hid it, it is best to do it, because this is a conspiracy at all!
This is to understand that this tells the aliens that our human race needs to gather strength, and there is a shocking crisis going on, but you bite me!

As for the migration of the people of the human race to the three states, it only takes two or three days for ten saints to act at the same time, which is easy to handle.

By the time the alien saint organized an effective attack, the migration had already been completed.

After a long time, more than a dozen saints in the field finally turned their eyes to Fengtian saint.

Although Fengtian saints are not sanctified by formations, they are also rare in the world in terms of formations. Zhang Wuyang recognizes the first, and he dares to recognize the second.

In the eyes of all the saints, the Fengtian saint stretched out his hand: "Where is the formation plan? You have been planning for a long time, and you must have done enough preparations."

"Well, can I say no?"

"Yes, if you don't want to come in vertically and go out horizontally."

"It's boring."

After complaining, Zhang Wuyang obediently took out the array.

In the field, it became quiet again, only Fengtian sage frowned and continued to construct a large formation in his mind to send out the momentum.

It took Zhang Wuyang more than a year to complete this large formation. Although it was only simulated in his mind, Fengtian Saint still spent nearly a day and a half.

When almost all the saints of the alien race were guessing what the saints of the human race were doing, the Fengtian saint finally put down the formation map in his hand.

"The way is simple, although the formation is easy, but the effect is excellent, it is feasible!"

"However, how can you guarantee that the alien Martial Immortal and our human Tianjiao will become holy?"

"Tianjiao's becoming a saint must not be a big problem. Let's not talk about me and Mingyao, it is Tianqi, Gu Beiyuan, Chen Dao, Sun Changming, and Li Changshou who have become gods by beheading corpses. Now they have achieved the status of gods. If it takes more than three years or even five years, they will definitely become a fairyland. At that time, as long as they set up an array to conceal the sky, they will all become saints in one day."

Knocking on the table, Zhang Wuyang continued: "As for the Martial Immortals of the clan, I can only say that if I play all the cards, I can block one-third. After all, this is just blocking, not killing. It's easier .As for the rest, it is up to the seniors to figure out a way.”

"One-third?" A group of saints were taken aback for a moment, their eyes glowing as they watched Zhang Wuyang.

"Boy, do you have the means to mass-produce Martial Immortals?"

"Do you think it's possible? I just have the talent to communicate with martial immortals from the outside world, and I can ask them for help after I become friends with them."

"So that's how it is. I just said why you have so many people's power in your hands. It turns out that you have this kind of strange power." Ji Sheng sighed and shook his head.

Although there are not many such strange arts in the world of Xingyuan, there are still a few of them throughout the ages. There was such a person in the human race more than 1000 years ago, but it was a little worse than Zhang Wuyang. Immortals, moreover, are random and very unstable.

"Then give it a try." Fengchun Saint nodded and settled the matter, and then looked at Zhang Wuyang: "You are in charge of the formation, how long will it take?"

"Three days."

"Okay, after the meeting is over, you can go and set up the formation."

The nineteen saints of the human race, and they are very united in terms of race, which means that the human race has a very high fault tolerance rate!
Today, the total number of saints in the Star Source Realm is only about fifty, accounting for two-fifths of the human race. The family background is too strong, so thick that young people can display their talents wantonly, so thick that Zhang Wuyang is only a junior, but dare to think Use the world as a chessboard.

And allowing the young people to display their talents so much also made the strength of the race snowball and become stronger and stronger.

Sometimes Zhang Wuyang is also lucky that he was born as a human being. If he was a foreigner in his previous life, even now he still has the same opportunity as now, but if he wants to use all living beings as pawns and act recklessly like now, it can only be a dream!
It is even possible that because of the weakness of the race, he is still in the camp of all kinds of trivial interests, stuck in the quagmire and unable to struggle to get ashore, how can he point the country and scold Fang Qiu like he is now, and be at ease.

The tone has been set, and the next specific implementation plan basically has nothing to do with Zhang Wuyang, and everyone never paid attention to him.

Boom~long~!

On the third day of the conference, there was a sudden violent fluctuation in the Spring Festival Holy Land.

Under the eyes of everyone in the world, Fengchun Saint pointed to Nanjia Nansheng and said, "Zhang Wuyang, I'll take care of it!"

Then there was no accident, Nan Sheng shot angrily, but he was beaten by Feng Chun Sheng and Ji Sheng in less than half a minute and left the Star Origin Realm.

The sages of the Nan Family left, followed by Huanglong, Tianti, and the Seventh Order.

In the end, Duxian and Xiaoyao Ersheng were not spared either.

Except for the Yin-Yang Lord who didn't know where to go, the strength of the human race plummeted at this time, and there were only ten saints left to suppress.

(End of this chapter)