Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Mystery!

Qing Yunzong has a secret realm in his hands!

Before Zhao Yang opened the secret realm and got countless treasures.This trade fair was also held because of the opening of the secret realm, and all kinds of treasures on it were overwhelming.

At this trade fair, Zhao Yang vowed that the secret realm had been broken, and the small bronze sword related to the secret realm was also sold.

But at this time, Zuo Ling'er said that what she had was related to the secret realm.

The value of a secret place is inestimable!

"There is a pharmacist's inheritance in this secret realm, and there are all kinds of treasures, and Jinse can also practice in it." Zuo Ling'er held the jade pendant in both hands, looked at Li Hao: "My lord, I would like to dedicate this secret realm, I just ask you to protect me." My senior brother dies."

Save Zhao Yang's life!
Zhao Yang looked at Zuo Ling'er with a smile on his face.

Zuo Linger's face was full of tears, and she cast a reproachful look at Zhao Yang, as if she was blaming him for leaving her alone just now.

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

"Present the secret realm? Little girl, I'm afraid you have forgotten that the Qingyun sect is the lower court of my Qingyun fairy sect. Can you make decisions about the secret realm?" A Taoist standing behind Luo Ziyu looked at Zuo Ling'er With a jade pendant in his hand, joy appeared in his eyes.

Li Hao remained expressionless, and did not reach out to pick up the jade pendant.

"At this moment, I remembered that the Qingyun Sect is the lower court? Why didn't you remember that it was the lower court when I was about to be expelled from the Qingyun Sect?" Zuo Ling'er said coldly.

"you--"

The Taoist blushed, his whole body surged with spiritual power, and he was about to raise his hand to kill Zuo Ling'er.

"warehouse--"

A long sword flashed in Zhao Yang's hand, and as soon as the sword pointed, he was about to charge forward.

"Om-"

At this moment, Luo Ziyu, who was standing in front, gushed out a huge amount of spiritual power, pushing the Taoist who was about to attack three feet away.

"Senior Brother Luo..."

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

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

"Okay, but I want to change my brother's life." Zuo Ling'er held the jade pendant tightly with both hands, and fixed her eyes on Luo Ziyu.

"No, if you kill my Hui'er, this son must pay with his life!" Zheng Hengyan's expression changed, and he growled.

Luo Ziyu pondered for a moment, looked at Zuo Linger and said lightly, "Let's change the terms."

Zheng Hengyan's expression relaxed, Zuo Ling'er trembled all over, and tears flowed from his eyes again.

"No, I only want my brother!"

"Hmph!" Zheng Hengyan snorted coldly, and shouted: "Little girl, Qingyun Sect is the lower court of my immortal sect, and all the finances belong to my immortal sect. Brother Luo's willingness to save your life is already a gift. If you want to die, I will grant it to you." you."

As he said that, a fire dragon wrapped around him towards 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 Linger, the fiery flames made her hair float, and the vestment on her body automatically propped up a layer of protective light screen.

"This secret realm has been connected with Junior Sister's soul. If she is killed, the secret realm will disappear." Zhao Yang looked at Luo Ziyu and said loudly.

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

"You take my junior sister as your disciple and take Qing Yunzong under your sect. This secret realm is yours." Zhao Yang looked at Luo Ziyu and said loudly: "With this secret realm, within ten years, at least one can refine Qi and build a foundation." Thousands of people can be trained."

Within ten years, ten thousand Qi Refining Foundation Establishment monks will be trained!
Zhao Yang's words made Luo Ziyu's expression change.

If what Zhao Yang said is true, with this secret realm, Qingyun Immortal Sect is expected to be promoted to another level within a hundred years and become a sixth-rank sect!
"Brother!" Zuo Ling'er let out a sad cry upon hearing Zhao Yang's words.

"Master risked his life to keep Qing Yunzong, junior sister, don't let master feel uneasy." Zhao Yang yelled at Zuo Ling'er, making her even more sad, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

"He's a man." Luo Ziyu chuckled, turned his head to look at Li Hao: "Brother Li, from now on, I hope Qing Yunzong will take care of you a little bit more."

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

"It should be so." Luo Ziyu smiled even more.

Between these three or two sentences, the ownership of the secret realm was determined. As for the wishes of the owner of the secret realm, do we need to consider it?
The deal was concluded, and the secret realm exchanged the lives of Qing Yunzong and Zuo Ling'er, the only one who was not saved was Zhao Yang.

If you kill the grandson of a Jindan Patriarch, you must die with your life.

Zhao Yang knew the result when he drew his sword.

Regret?
Looking at Zuo Linger who was crying like rain, Zhao Yang showed a smile on his face, all this was worth it.

The fire dragon in Zheng Hengyan's hand roared and rushed towards Zhao Yang. Through the red flame, Zhao Yang saw Zuo Ling'er's distraught face.

Let's say goodbye today, I'm afraid I don't know when I'll see her again.

Die, it is impossible for oneself to die.

It's just that after using the game world to escape, I can no longer appear in the world of practice in a fair manner, unless one day, I have the ability to make everyone dare not face it.

Even with a game world, this time is still far away.

"Kill him and you're dead!"

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

A limping figure walked over, his armor was broken.

Shu Quan, Zhenwu Wei will be a partial general.

A ninth-rank partial general may be unattainable in the eyes of ordinary practitioners.But in the eyes of Jindan Patriarch, they are just ants.

A stern look flashed in Zheng Hengyan's eyes, and he was about to point out the spear in his hand.

"Brother Zhao has the highest military exploits this time. When he reported his military exploits, he had already been transferred to the Lancang River Zhenhai Guard and was appointed as a general of the new army." Shu Quan stared at Zheng Hengyan and shouted madly: "You kill, kill a Zhenhai Wei's side general!"

Lancang River Town Haiwei!

The Dayu Dynasty ruled nine leaders and thirteen guards, and each family was a sixth-rank force. Together with the millions of iron-armored dragon troops guarding the imperial capital, one inside and one outside, they were the foundation of the dynasty.

According to the iron law of the dynasty, if the sect dares to injure one of the guards, the sect will be exterminated!

When did Zhao Yang become the general of Zhenhaiwei?
"Brother, don't blame my brother. At that time, my brother was also afraid of death, so he let you take my place." Shu Quan grinned and smiled at Zhao Yang.

"Haha, bro, you're giving me military merit." Zhao Yang also laughed, not paying attention to the Jindan Patriarchs in front of him, and not paying attention to the rumor that Zhenhaiwei is a lifeless man. seriously.

Zheng Hengyan was trembling with anger, but he really didn't dare to make another move.

"Hmph, capital crimes are inevitable, but living crimes are inevitable." Luo Ziyu snorted, stretched out his hand, and Zhao Yang fell in front of him involuntarily.

"Bam—"

A spiritual light in Luo Ziyu's hand pressed onto Zhao Yang's chest, and then landed on his dantian.

"puff--"

Zhao Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body went limp, and he lay down on the ground.

"Seal your sword intent today, dispel your Qingyun Immortal Cultivation Technique, and roll down the mountain within a quarter of an hour!" Luo Ziyu flicked his hands lightly, as if he had done something innocuous.

Feng Jianyi!
San Gongfa!
A practitioner, a swordsman, without sword intent, without skills, how can he live!
"Brother!"

Zuo Ling'er cried out in pain, and wanted to bend down, but was imprisoned, unable to move at all.

"Hehe, don't worry, senior brother won't die... I still want to wear golden armor... I will step on the auspicious clouds and marry my Zixia..." Zhao Yang lay on the ground, struggling, vomiting blood while trying to get up .

"Brother!" Shu Quan stepped forward, handed the green wooden stick in his hand to Zhao Yang, and helped him up.

"I said, can you do it?"

"Fuck! How can a man say no?"

"Well, when we get to Tread City, we brothers won't go home until we're drunk!"

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

……

Several figures supported each other and staggered down the mountain.

"Senior brother, I'm waiting for my Supreme Treasure to marry me wearing golden armor and riding on auspicious clouds..."