It is impossible to destroy a seventh-grade sect with the Frost and Snow Sword Academy, but it is not difficult to add those sects that echo each other.

Moreover, at this time, Zhuge Rui led the sects of each family to destroy the seventh-grade sect. Not to mention the gains, at least tied everyone to a chariot.

Zhuge Rui nodded and said aloud: "Junior brother, you are in charge of the Sword Academy. I will destroy the Xueyan Sect!"

After saying that, he flew up.

Zhao Yang waved his hand and the flying boat in the sky followed forward.

The masters of various sects hurriedly bowed to Zhao Yang and chased Zhuge Rui. This is the time to show loyalty and the time to divide the cake. Whoever runs slowly, some people will wear small shoes in the future.

But in a moment, Zhao Yang was the only one left on the ice cliff.

"Friends, don't you join in the fun?" Zhao Yang bowed to the surroundings and said with a smile.

The low-level practitioners watching from afar heard his words and responded loudly, then rushed towards the direction of the large groups of people flying.

Zhao Yang is right. Even if you just join in the fun, it would be good to see such a big battle.

After everyone was finished, Zhao Yang stood on the ice cliff, shook his head with a slightly dark face.

"This is the world of cultivation. If you don't kill anyone, you will kill you." The voice of the ancestor Tianhong sounded.

Hearing his words, Zhao Yang nodded and said, "That's true. Our human race always kills each other, but the demon race rules with blood, governs each other with strength and weakness, concentrates all its strength, and continues to do so..."

"Hey, if the human race can unite, why is this?" Tianhong Patriarch sighed softly and disappeared without a trace.

A few days later, Zhao Yang was in charge of the Shuangxue Sword Academy. Countless practitioners came to the Sword Academy to become disciples, and they were all arranged in the market. They needed to condense the power of the mysterious magnetic field before they were qualified to get started.

This eliminates the thoughts of those who are not sincere introductory. When the power of the mysterious magnet is refined, how many people are willing to betray the Sword Academy?

News ahead has been heard in the past few days. A seventh-grade sect is not so easy to deal with. Even if their master of sect falls, there are also their own mountain gate and affiliated sects.

There is no Yuanying, and there are dozens of Golden Elixir masters.

Zhuge Rui had the help of the flying boat and stood at the mountain gate of Xueyan Sect, blocking the masters directly inside the sect. As long as someone dared to stand up, he would slash back with one sword.

The various sects that accompanied them began to plunder in a vast way.

Mine, ranch, market.

There are also those low-level monks who arrived in a hurry, and they can eat enough with some soup.

Zhuge Rui's meaning is to slowly drag down Xueyan Sect.

Zhao Yang no longer cared about how to deal with it.

The Frost and Snow Sword Academy destroyed a seventh-grade sect, and its reputation spread, and its resources naturally rolled in.

After gaining the reputation of the Frost and Snow Sword Academy, Zhao Yang can practice with peace of mind.

"Your current cultivation level is not slow, you can slow down, and the condensation of the Xuan Ci Dao is not urgent." After spending 10 million spirit stones, Zhao Yang sat in front of Mr. Sun and listened to his comments on his current practice.

"You should increase your experience later and experience other ways of practicing."

To increase your experience and feel the way of practice, do you have to go out and explore yourself?

But now Zhao Yang’s problem is that cultivators of the same level, even ordinary early-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill stage, are not his opponents.

He won't get any insights when fighting these people.

If you go up, it will be a bit dangerous.

But this is not a problem. There are all kinds of experts in the game world. You just need to choose a good opponent, adjust the protection, and slowly hone it.

"You'd better not fight life and death with people. Such a battle can only improve your combat power and have little effect on your cultivation." Seeing Zhao Yang's expression, Mr. Sun reminded.

so?

Zhao Yang frowned.

He understood that this was the disadvantage of not having the support of powerful sects behind him.

Those cultivators of major sects can find the masters of their sect to feed them slowly, and there are countless collections of sects that can be read.

Therefore, all the disciples of the major sects are knowledgeable and knowledgeable. On the contrary, those who come from small sects or are casual cultivators suffer a lot in these aspects, and few of them can go long-term.

Mr. Sun’s worth of tens of millions of spirit stone flowers, otherwise he would not have thought of his own path of cultivation in the long run.

"Thank you Mr. Sun for your advice." Zhao Yang stood up and bowed to the old man.

"How about it? Do you want me to practice with you? It's not expensive, one million spirit stones at a time, how about it?" Tianhong Ancestor standing beside him said happily.

Zhao Yang smiled lightly and his body dissipated.

"Why did this kid become a deducted?" Tianhong Ancestor muttered.

Zhongzhou, Tianxia Pavilion.

"Sir, all sects are very satisfied with the previous allocations and are also very excited about the tasks that they are going to issue." Wu Mingshuo handed a jade slip to Zhao Yang and then whispered.

Tianxia Pavilion destroyed the Dharma Sect of the Southern Ming Dynasty. All the resources were shared with those waiting and watching sects. Everyone had the same soup and did not suffer any losses. It was a great joy.

"A Nascent Soul Stone is 30 million, and the price is really cheap." Zhao Yang browsed the records in the jade slip and saw that the Nascent Soul of the Great Elder of the Dharma Sect of the Southern Ming Dynasty was sold for 30 million.

"Haha, there are countless masters in Zhongzhou, a real person in Yuanying, who has not even condensed the Dharma image, and is not worth it." Wu Mingshuo nodded and said.

Thirty million spirit stones are not as expensive as a medium-grade magic weapon.

"In this way, you first publish a task on the third floor to recruit practitioners from the middle stage of the Golden Pill to the late stage of the Golden Pill." After putting away the jade slip, Zhao Yang said, "I want to find someone to practice. There are 300,000 spirit stones in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and 500,000 times in the late stage of the Golden Pill."

Jindan monks usually buy them on the third floor of Tianxia Pavilion, and the mission is posted on the third floor, so naturally some Jindan monks see them.

You can get 300,000,000 spirit stones by practicing once, and this task is probably going to be overwhelmed.

When Wu Mingshuo went to the task, Zhao Yang pondered for a while, took out a golden mask and put it on his face, and changed into a gray robe.

He checked his inventory and found a "Flying Hong Sword Art".

"Do you practice "Flying Hong Sword Art"?"

"yes."

A flash of inspiration, the secret book disappeared, and Zhao Yang had a set of sword techniques in his mind. Close his eyes and he carefully realized this powerful sword technique.

But in a moment, Wu Mingshuo had turned around again.

"Sir, there are three Jindan monks here to take on the task." He handed the three pages of paper to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang took the page, glanced at it, and said lightly: "Let this person come up first."

Li Changjie, an elite disciple of Feihong Sword Sect, and a fourth-grade Jindan.

After taking the card handed over by the waiter, Li Changjie sensed the additional 300,000 spirit stone quota and climbed the stairs with a smile.

I don’t know who is stupid when I practice for 300,000 yuan. Is this stupid person a lot of money? I just grabbed this task, and the other brothers who came with me were envious.

With a smile on his face, Li Changjie climbed to the fifth floor of Tianxia Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the building, his face changed. The space here changed, and it looked like a desolate grassland.

This is the power to change the world!

Such a method is definitely above the Nascent Soul.

It turns out that there is such a powerful person behind Tianxia Pavilion.

Li Changjie was secretly happy that the secret he had might be able to be sold at a high price.

"Fellow Daoist Li." A gray figure appeared in front of Li Changjie, covered with a golden mask, and the sound was very young.
Chapter completed!