The power of Cishan is extremely stressful for disciples who have not cultivated the power of Xuan Magnetic Magnetic.

But for Zhao Yang, who has cultivated the power of the mysterious magnet, there is no pressure at all.

Moreover, in his perception, the powers around him exuded a faint sense of intimacy, as if welcoming his arrival.

The magnets floating in the air circled around him, as if cheering.

Ten miles are not far away, without pressure, Zhao Yang finished it in a short time.

When Zhao Yang came to the foot of Cishan, he saw it clearly.

This is not a Magnetic Mountain, it is clearly a giant sword!

A dark sword that is countless miles long and unknown how deep it is buried in the snow!

Walking to the edge of Cishan, the scratches and bright red blood on the dark mountains were clearly a mysterious magnetic heavy sword that returned to war.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yang could not imagine who could seriously injure him and let him sleep with such a long sword in his hand.

The fourth-grade sect, which has such a powerful sect, is ranked fourth-grade. Zhao Yang cannot imagine how powerful that third-grade sect is, as well as the first-grade sect in Zhongzhou, and even the legendary existence beyond the first-grade sect.

Could it be that there are really immortals in this world?

Seeing the true face of Cishan, Zhao Yang had cultivated the Yuan Magnetic Avenue before, and the self-satisfaction of mastering the power of Xuan Magnetic disappearing immediately.

Sure enough, what the Great Way needs is always awe.

He stood silently in front of the Cishan Mountain for a long time, turned around and left.

So what if you are powerful, why not sleep here? Only when you are truly powerful enough to be invincible in this world can you live forever!

Leaving around Cishan, Zhao Yang strode towards the thatched cottage.

After seeing Cishan, his idea of ​​improving his own strength and the Sword Academy became increasingly urgent.

As soon as he arrived in front of the thatched cottage, he was stunned, his figure flashed, and he came to the stone steps.

Zhuge Hong, who had just appeared with magnetic force, looked confused, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and lay down in front of the stone steps.

The mysterious magnetic power of his body was dispersed.

Zhao Yang's face darkened, he reached out to pick up Zhuge Hong, his figure flashed, and he had already returned to the Sword Academy.

"President of the Vice-Court——"

When Zhuge Jun saw Zhao Yang returning with the unconscious Zhuge Hong, his face changed drastically.

"The work has been dispersed."

Zhao Yang handed Zhuge Hong to Zhuge Jun and whispered: "I guess I stimulated him and made him want to urgently blend the magnetic force."

Scatter the power!

Zhuge Jun trembled all over, picked up Zhuge Hong, and ran away.

Zhao Yang shook his head and returned to his room.

"Senior mean, is this Sword Academy's ancestor severely injured and unable to wake up?" Zhao Yang whispered cross-legged.

Just now outside the Cishan Mountain, the voice of the ancestor Tianhong sounded in his ears, which scared him.

The ancestor Tianhong told Zhao Yang that the ancestor of the Frost and Snow Sword Academy would be difficult to wake up.

"Indeed, this ancestor came here to heal his wounds, but his younger disciples were unfilial and counterproductive, so that he could not borrow blood and spiritual power. If this continues, he would be afraid that he would really not wake up." The voice of the ancestor Tianhong sounded in Zhao Yang's ears.

According to the explanation of the ancestor Tianhong, as long as there are many disciples in the Sword Academy and their own magnetic power, spiritual power, and qi and blood echo the ancestor, they can slowly wake up and then treat their own injuries.

But for some reason, the disciple of the Frost and Snow Sword Academy not only did not do this, but instead seemed to block the ancestor's qi, blood and spiritual power. No one went within ten miles of Cishan.

In this way, this ancestor was afraid that he would not be able to wake up until he died of injuries.

"In theory, the junior of the Sword Academy should have instructions when he returns?" Zhao Yang asked in confusion.

After a while of silence, the ancestor Tianhong whispered: "Foreign enemy planning, internal division, and disciples have different intentions. This person may have different thoughts, anyway, the reasons are complicated."

He sighed softly, helplessly: "The dirty things in the sect are not something you can imagine at all."

As the ancestor of a fifth-grade sect, he sighed so much that Zhao Yang felt a little more different in his awe of these major sects.

But he also understood that the most complicated thing in this world is the human heart.

Many people lose not by their strength, but by their failure to grasp people's hearts.

The human heart is really a complicated thing.

After being silent cross-legged for a long time, he sighed softly and his figure disappeared.

According to the ancestor Tianhong, the sleeper basically doesn’t need to be too concerned now. If there were no major events, he would not wake up.

If he cannot recover from his injuries, the day he will fall when he wakes up.

Without worrying about this person, Zhao Yang can directly descend into the game world with his body.

His figure fell into a world, and for a moment, a figure bowed in front of him.

"Iron Weijiu pays homage to the master."

"Zhang Yuyang, I said, take off the mask and be yourself. Besides, you are in Zhongzhou now, not in Xizhou. Tiewei Jiu, let him go." Zhao Yang waved his hand and looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him with a smile.

The cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building was no longer of great use to him, but being in Zhongzhou could bring him a lot of help.

"Master, if Iron Weijiu hadn't met my master, I would never have been today. Zhang Yuyang in front of outsiders will always be the master's Tiejiu." When Zhang Yuyang heard Zhao Yang's words, he knelt on one knee and touched his head.

Zhao Yang's smile on his face was even better. He raised his hand and helped Zhang Yuyang up, and then said, "How are you in Zhongzhou?"

"When we go back to Zhongzhou with Wu Duwei, we will disperse and inquire about the news according to the wishes of the master." Zhang Yuyang lowered his head and reported to Zhao Yang one by one the details of the information he found after arriving in Zhongzhou.

The power of Zhongzhou is so powerful that it is unimaginable without personal experience.

For example, the major sects that ruled Xizhou were only a small force in Zhongzhou and did not dare to look up at all.

The wealth of Zhongzhou, the prosperity of the cultivation style, and the strength of the practitioners, spread out in front of Zhao Yang with Zhang Yuyang's narration.

"Okay, you will stay in Bailu County from now on. I will look for you again in a while." After listening to Zhang Yuyang's story, Zhao Yang nodded, stretched out his hand and waved it, and 100,000 spirit stones fell to the ground.

"These are the expenses you operate," he reached out and a light golden sword flew out: "This top-quality magic weapon is a reward for you."

"Thank you, Master, Iron Weijiu will die for his master."

When Zhang Yuyang left, Zhao Yang summoned the scattered iron guards and secret guards one by one.

Sure enough, human hearts are the most complicated.

After personally cutting off the hearts of more than a dozen iron guards, Zhao Yang gained a new understanding of people's hearts.

These iron guards who already have strange intentions will be kept and will be backfired one day. It would be better to get rid of them directly.

After everyone received and explained it, Zhao Yang suddenly felt extremely tired.

He didn't want to kill people, but he had to kill people for himself again and again. He wanted to give himself a reason so that he could not be so merciful.

"General!"

Seeing Zhao Yang, Wu Mingshuo's face was full of excitement. He bowed, then glanced at the dozens of corpses lying on the side of his eyes, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

"These iron guards who came to Zhongzhou have betrayed me," Zhao Yang said lightly: "This is still the black iron guard whose life and death are in my hands..."
Chapter completed!