Secret realm!

Qingyun Sect has a secret realm in its hands!

Before, Zhao Yang opened the secret realm and obtained countless treasures. This trade fair was held because of the secret realm, and there were so many treasures on it.

At this trade fair, Zhao Yang swears that the secret realm has been broken and the bronze sword related to the secret realm has also been sold.

But at this time, Zuo Ling'er said that the things in her hands were related to the secret realm.

The value of a secret realm is incalculable!

"There is a pharmacist tradition in this secret realm, and there are various treasures, and Jinse can also be practiced in it." Zuo Ling'er held the jade pendant in both hands and looked at Li Hao: "Sir, I am willing to offer this secret realm, just to ask my senior brother to protect his life."

Protect Zhao Yang's life!

Zhao Yang looked at Zuo Ling'er and a smile appeared on his face.

Zuo Ling'er's face was covered in tears, and she cast a reproachful look at Zhao Yang, as if she was blaming him for throwing her away just now.

Zhao Yang grinned and smiled, and another stream of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Present to the secret realm? Little girl, you are afraid that you have forgotten that Qingyun Sect is the lower courtyard of my Qingyun Immortal Sect. Can you decide on the secret realm?" A Taoist standing behind Luo Ziyu looked at Zuo Ling'er's jade pendant, with joy in his eyes.

Li Hao's face was still and he did not reach out to pick up the jade pendant.

"When I remembered that Qingyun Sect was the lower court? When I wanted to remove my Qingyun Sect, why didn't I remember that it was the lower court?" Zuo Ling'er said coldly.

"you--"

The man's face turned red and his spiritual power surged. He was about to raise his hand to kill Zuo Ling'er.

"warehouse--"

A long sword flashed in Zhao Yang's hand, and with a finger, he was about to rush forward.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, a huge spiritual power surged out from Luo Ziyu, who was standing in front, pushing the Taoist who was about to take action three meters away.

"Senior Brother Luo..."

The Taoist looked at Luo Ziyu in surprise, and Zheng Hengyan next to him also showed surprise.

"Leave the secret realm to Shangzong to save your life." Luo Ziyu glanced at Zuo Ling'er and said coldly.

"Okay, but I want to change my senior brother's life." Zuo Ling'er held the jade pendant with both hands and stared at Luo Ziyu.

"No, killing my Hui'er, this child must pay his life!" Zheng Hengyan's expression changed and he growled.

Luo Ziyu pondered for a moment, looked at Zuo Ling'er and said lightly: "Change the conditions."

Zheng Hengyan's expression relaxed, Zuo Ling'er's whole body trembled, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"If you don't change, I just want my senior brother!"

"Hmph!" Zheng Hengyan snorted coldly and shouted: "Little girl, Qingyun Sect is the lower courtyard of my immortal sect, and all the finances belong to my immortal sect. Brother Luo is a gift to keep your life. If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

As he said that, a fire dragon was tangled at Zuo Ling'er.

"If you dare to kill her, you will get nothing!" Zhao Yang shouted loudly, and the fire dragon stopped three feet in front of Zuo Ling'er. The hot aura made her hair float, and the robe on her body automatically supported a layer of protective light curtain.

"This secret realm is already connected to the soul of my junior sister. If I kill her, the secret realm will disappear." Zhao Yang looked at Luo Ziyu and said loudly.

Luo Ziyu narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhao Yang, silent.

"You accept my junior sister as your disciple and take Qingyun Sect to the sect. This secret realm is yours." Zhao Yang looked at Luo Ziyu and said loudly: "With this secret realm, within ten years, qi cultivation and foundation building can cultivate at least ten thousand people."

Within ten years, cultivate tens of Qi-refining and Foundation-building cultivators!

Zhao Yang's words made Luo Ziyu's face move.

If what Zhao Yang said is true, Qingyun Immortal Sect is expected to be upgraded to another level within a hundred years with this secret realm!

"Senior Brother!" Zuo Ling'er cried out sadly when she heard Zhao Yang's words.

"Master must save Qingyun Sect even if he fights his life. Junior sister, don't make it uneasy to the master." Zhao Yang shouted softly at Zuo Ling'er, making her sad even worse, and tears could not stop falling.

"It's a man." Luo Ziyu smiled and turned his head to look at Li Hao: "Brother Li, I hope to take care of this Qingyun Sect in the future."

"It's easy to say, my Changhe County also needs disciples from Qi Refining and Foundation Building Realm to station in the embankment." Li Hao nodded and said in a deep voice.

"It should be like this." Luo Ziyu's face smiled even more.

In the past few words, the two of them determined the belongings of the secret realm. As for the wishes of the owner of the secret realm, do you need to consider it?

The transaction was reached, and the secret realm exchanged the lives of the Qingyun Sect and Zuo Ling'er. The only one that was not saved was Zhao Yang.

Killing a Jindan ancestor's legitimate grandson must pay for his life.

When Zhao Yang drew his sword, he knew the result.

Do you regret it?

Looking at Zuo Ling'er who was crying like rain, Zhao Yang showed a smile on his face. All this is worth it.

The fire dragon in Zheng Hengyan's hand roared towards Zhao Yang. Through the red firelight, Zhao Yang saw Zuo Ling'er's grief face.

When I parted today, I am afraid that I will see her.

If you die, you will never die.

But after escaping through the game world, I can no longer appear in the world of cultivation with integrity, unless one day I have the ability to make everyone dare not face it.

Even if you have a game world, it is still very far away at this time.

"If you kill him, you will die!"

Not far away, with a roar, the fire dragon freezes again.

A limp figure came over, his armor was broken.

Shu Quan, Zhenwu Guard's side general.

A nine-grade general may be unattainable in the eyes of ordinary practitioners. But in the eyes of the Golden Elixir Ancestor, he is just an ant.

A sharp look flashed in Zheng Hengyan's eyes, and the spear in his hand was about to be lit out.

"Brother Zhao made the most military achievements this time. When he reported his military achievements, he had been transferred to the Zhenhaiwei of Lancang River and was appointed as a new general of the army." Shu Quan stared at Zheng Hengyan and shouted wildly: "You kill, kill a Zhenhaiwei's general!"

Lancang River Zhenhaiwei!

Under the rule of the Dayu Dynasty, the nine leaders and thirteen guards were each of the sixth-rank forces. One of them was the foundation of the dynasty, including the millions of Iron Armored Dragon Army guarding the imperial capital, was the foundation of the dynasty.

The iron rule of the dynasty, if the sect dares to hurt the guards alone, the family will be destroyed!

When did Zhao Yang become a general of Zhenhaiwei?

"Brother, don't blame me. I was afraid of death at that time, so I asked you to give up my place." Shu Quan grinned and smiled at Zhao Yang.

"Haha, brother, are you giving me military merits." Zhao Yang also laughed loudly, not taking the Jindan ancestors in front of him seriously, nor taking Zhenhaiwei's rumors seriously.

Zheng Hengyan was so angry that his whole body trembled, but he really didn't dare to take action again.

"Hmph, death penalty can be avoided, and living penalty cannot be escaped." Luo Ziyu shouted softly, stretched out his hand and Zhao Yang couldn't help but fall in front of him.

"Bang--"

A ray of spiritual light from Luo Ziyu's hand pressed on Zhao Yang's chest and then fell on his dantian.

"puff--"

Zhao Yang squirted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body became soft, and he fell to the ground.

"Today, seal your sword intent, disperse your Qingyun Immortal Sect's martial arts, and roll down the mountain within a quarter of an hour!" Luo Ziyu gently brushed his hand, as if he had done something irrelevant.

Sword sealing intent!

Scattering skills!

A practitioner or a sword cultivator, without sword intent and martial arts, how can he survive?

"Senior Brother!"

Zuo Ling'er screamed in pain, trying to lie down, but was imprisoned and could not move at all.

"Haha, don't worry, senior brother can't die... I still have to wear golden armor... I will walk on the auspicious clouds to marry my Zixia..." Zhao Yang lay down on the ground, struggling, vomiting blood while trying to get up.

"Brother!" Shu Quan took a step forward, handed the green wooden stick he was leaning on to Zhao Yang, and then helped him up.

"I said, are you okay?"

"Damn! How can a man say no?"

"Okay, when we arrive at Talang City, we guys will not return without getting drunk!"

"Drinking? I'm afraid you won't do it!"

...

Several figures supported each other and staggered down the mountain.
Chapter completed!