Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

If he finds a place to hide at this time, and waits for Hong Yuanzi to lead his disciples to fight in the game world and gather a large amount of spiritual energy experience, Zhao Yang feels that he will be able to become a foundation, golden core, or even higher level by drawing spiritual energy in a short time. level of practitioners.

It's just that this kind of practice is not what he wants.

Come to this world, no matter how you want to appreciate the true meaning of practice, you also need to be in this world for a while.

Ling'er is still waiting to wear the golden armor and step on Xiangyun to marry her.

Thinking of the little girl, Zhao Yang clicked on the saved screen.

These days, Zuo Ling'er was very lonely. When he came to the game world, he only took Xiao Jin for a walk, and muttered to the river by himself.

This can't be done...

"Master, it's true. Those practitioners of Qingyun Immortal Sect are about to reach out to the secret realm, but Master still doesn't care."

"Master can't help it. Zhao Yang is not here, and the disciples in the sect have no fighting spirit."

In the picture, Li Yuzhu and his disciples who worshiped under Zuo Ling'er's sect in Talangcheng looked displeased and annoyed.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect is quite courageous, do they want to swallow the Qingyun Sect?
After thinking about it, Zhao Yang changed into an NPC and turned into a Taoist with fluttering white beard.

"Is your master Zuo Ling'er from Qingyun Sect?"

Zhao Yang's figure flashed, and he landed not far from Li Yuzhu and the others.

"who!"

"Tell me again!"

Several people struck at Zhao Yang in an instant, with long swords and spells.

Unfortunately, these attacks are ineffective against Zhao Yang, who is neutral at this time.

"Senior, senior, calm down, we were just joking with you, our master is Zuo Ling'er of Qingyun Sect." Seeing that the attack was ineffective, several people immediately changed their faces.

These guys are quite slippery, Zhao Yang chuckled from the bottom of his heart, with an indifferent expression on his face: "If I didn't have some kind of friendship with Zhao Yang, I would kill you now."

When they heard Zhao Yang's name, their eyes lit up.

"Senior knows Zongzhu Zhao?"

"Senior, do you know how Zongzhu Zhao is doing now?"

……

Zhao Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he waved his hand: "Go and let Zuo Linger come."

Instantly kicked several people out of the game world.

But for a moment, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and the little girl went online.

Zuo Ling'er looked at Zhao Yang, who had a long beard, and bowed to salute: "Senior, do you know how my senior brother is doing?"

"He seldom comes to the secret realm recently, he just asked me to bring you a sentence."

"What?" Zuo Ling'er asked anxiously.

"He said that he can kill millions of people on the banks of the river, but you are the only one who can't let go."

Zuo Ling'er couldn't stop crying.

Zhao Yang resisted the urge to hold her in his arms, and said lightly: "Could it be that when you really want him to fight to the death, are you still worried?"

"I—" Zuo Ling'er looked at Zhao Yang in a daze, and said, "Senior, what should I do?"

Zhao Yang didn't answer, but fixedly looked at Zuo Ling'er: "Don't you want him to see a mess when he returns to his hometown?"

"Could it be that you really just want to be a vassal in his life?"

"No, no, I don't want to be a burden to senior brother." Zuo Ling'er murmured, with a look of anxiety on his face: "Yes, but those people I—"

"Who are you?" Zhao Yang said in a low voice, like a wise man who sees through the world: "You are the real master of Qingyun Sect, you are the master of this secret realm, you are the beginner disciple of Jindan Patriarch, behind you are Zhao Yang, there is Talang City."

When Zhao Yang said a word, Zuo Linger's eyes lit up.

"Let's not talk about a few foundation-building practitioners, even a Jindan Patriarch, I dare not really offend you." Zhao Yang said with a bit of gloom in his mouth: "If someone really dares to provoke, just kill him, I want to step on the waves Those in the city will be happy to help." Zuo Ling'er opened his mouth and murmured, "Is that okay?"

"You want me to tell Zhao Yang your current distressed appearance, so as to distract him?"

"Don't!" Zuo Ling'er exclaimed, waved his hands again and again, and said anxiously: "Don't let senior brother distract me."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Zhao Yang showed a smile on his face, looked at Zuo Ling'er and said, "If you can't solve it, I will tell Zhao Yang."

After speaking, his figure slowly dissipated.

"Senior, senior..." Watching Zhao Yang disappear in front of his eyes, Zuo Ling'er's eyes slowly revealed a gleam.

"I am not a burden to senior brother, and I, Zuo Linger, am not a vase."

"Kill someone? I will..."

……

When the sun was rising, there was joy in the camp.

Not to mention that every meal is spiritual food, everyone has a set of high-grade ordinary armor and weapons.

With such equipment, even the real sergeants of Zhenhaiwei cannot achieve full coverage.

With such equipment, the chances of survival are increased countless times.

"Greetings, Lord Captain!"

"Die for Lord Captain!"

"Greetings, Lord Captain!"

"Die for Lord Captain!"

……

Zhao Yang, who was wearing a black battle armor, strode forward. Countless soldiers fell to the ground all the way.

Zhao Yang walked straight up to the high platform, and everyone below knelt on one knee, swearing allegiance to the death.

"Brothers, from now on, your honor and disgrace will be entrusted to me, Zhao Yang." Standing on the high platform, Zhao Yang shouted, "I, Zhao Yang, will live and die with you all!"

"Life and death together!"

"Life and death together!"

"Life and death together!"

As soon as Zhao Yang raised his hand, the voice below suddenly subsided.

"The new army camp stipulates that after three months, only one guard horse can have the right to name himself."

Raising his head, Zhao Yang looked at the rising sun and raised his arms.

"The first guard of the new army camp, who else but me?"

Who am I!

What kind of pride should you have to dare to say such a thing!
Before the training started, Jian Feng pointed at the first guard.

Such a general is the one worthy of allegiance and following!

Fanaticism appeared on Zhao Yang's face: "The great sun rises from the east. Today, I will name my guard the Sun Chasing Guard."

"day by day!"

"day by day!"

"day by day!"

All the soldiers below had crazy expressions on their faces.

This is the real powerhouse!
Only a person with such a domineering spirit can lead himself on the battlefield undefeated all the way!
"Wu Mingshuo, you lead ten thousand brothers to garrison the camp."

"Qi Song, you bring the brothers and follow me!"

"Respect!"

Zhao Yang stood on the high platform, and with a wave of his hand, a light door several feet wide opened.

"Brothers, follow me into the secret realm to fight!"

After speaking, he strode into the door of light.

Mystery!

Lord Captain said it was a secret realm!
Qi Song raised his arm and shouted: "Enter the secret realm, kill monsters!"

There are monsters in the secret realm!

Teams of soldiers, armed with knives and guns, stepped into the gate of light, and the gate of light did not disappear until 1 people entered.

"Brothers, this is my biggest secret." Wu Mingshuo shouted loudly: "With such a secret, are we afraid that we will not have a bright future?"

Fanaticism appeared in the eyes of the remaining soldiers.

"Stay with me in the camp. Anyone who approaches within ten miles of the camp will be killed! Keep our secrets, we are the strongest!"

"kill!"

Ten thousand soldiers, led by a hundred qi refining sergeants, guarded the entire camp tightly.

In the world of dragon battles in the four seas, [-] troops stood by the simple stone wall, looking at the roaring sea in front of them, and countless monsters rushing in, they raised their swords and guns.

"kill!"