Ping Zongyue, the head of Fengming Sect, rolled her eyes: Ruth's progress is just considered good!?

Do you know that if such a result is placed in the original Fengming Sect, let alone the whole sect leap like this, even if there are only one and a half of them, it will be necessary to celebrate the whole sect!

Well, even if you dream, you can't dream of such a beautiful thing!

"The lower-level disciples... must not be able to catch up with this battle between the two tribes." Yun Yang said to Ping Zongyue with some regret: "It is still beneficial to make progress slower."

Ping Zongyue was dumbfounded.

Then he choked and started coughing violently.

What is the first one? Your focus is wrong!

This is still slow!

This is still slow!

Do you still let others live?

There are one of the lower-level disciples you call, and as long as you release them, you will have the strength to be the head of other low-level sects and be the elders, okay?

I have no common language with you!

...

After everyone left, Yunyang finally stretched.

"It's finally OK."

For a moment, I felt relaxed and freehand.

I have been working every step before, being cautious, and having to always carry a big sect. I have to say that I have a lot of pressure.

Not to mention the demon clan seal, and the magical powers are forbidden...

Now that the seal is gone, the sect has grown stronger, and its strength has soared thousands of miles a day, reaching its peak in this world... In another half a year, it is estimated that the strength of the Nine Palaces will be truly not weaker than the three Heavenly Palaces.

Thinking of this, Yun Yang touched his chin and suddenly remembered: "Well, when his strength reaches this point, he needs to send someone to guard a stronghold at Blood Soul Mountain... Then we have to discuss with the three Dongfang..."

Well, it's not a big deal, I can breathe a sigh of relief.

Even Shangguan Lingxiu, who was by his side, could clearly feel that Yun Yang was really relieved.

I couldn't help but sigh and said, "You can finally take a rest."

She watched Yun Yang carry the pressure like a mountain, walking from Tianxuan Continent to Xuanhuang Realm all the way. Seeing that Yun Yang finally felt a little relieved today, she couldn't help but recall the many past events, and inexplicably felt a burst of heartache in her heart.

It’s really hard to be a man!

Yun Yang laughed and said, "I suddenly relaxed. Even with my current cultivation level, I still feel like a trance... It's really strange..."

Shangguan Lingxiu held his hand pitifully and said softly: "You are just too tired. Your whole mind is tense. This will suddenly relax and you will be backfired. It's not surprising that you will have a good rest and you will naturally recover."

Yun Yang nodded, gently held her slender waist, smelled the fragrance of her hair in her nostrils, closed her eyes, and said, "It's time to take a good rest for a few days..."

For the next period of time, Yun Yang never went out again, and he didn't even have the ability to practice martial arts.

He vaguely felt an inexplicable force looking for himself in a very special way. Even though he had no movement at all, even relaxed physically and mentally, and was in a state of vagueness, the force was still rushing towards the Jiuzun Mansion.

He came in a cheerful manner with an old friend reunion.

Yun Yang frowned.

Yun Yang knew the power of his feet very well, so he immediately released his divine thoughts to stop him from moving.

"Do what you should do first... With your current strength, it is not enough to hide it from the world... You must consolidate your own state and do what you should do."

"When I finish this place, I'll go and find you immediately."

Yun Yang had no malice, but the three masters are here now, and Yun Yang couldn't guarantee anything. So he quickly persuaded him to leave.

The strange power disappeared immediately, and the advice was very listened to. Although he was reluctant to leave...
Chapter completed!