Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Zhuge Rui didn't care about the important matters related to the life and death of the Sword Academy, and directly left it to Zhao Yang to arrange it himself.

Zhuge Rui let go so freely, which moved Zhao Yang a little.

After a little thought, he found Zhuge Hong and asked him to lead the disciples of the Sword Academy to leave the Sword Academy to complete the hunting mission.

Zhao Yang told him that this was a large-scale trial, and the entire Sword Academy had to participate, and he would take those with excellent grades to Daxue Mountain.

Zhuge Hong readily accepted the order without any doubts.

"Boy, the spirit demon clan behind is just a hundred miles away, so make your own decision."

When Zhao Yang returned to the flying boat, the voice of the ancestor of Tianhong sounded.

"Full speed, return to the Sword Academy."

With Zhao Yang's order, the flying boat showed its shape, drew a streak of light in the air, and flew away at full speed in the direction of Shuangxue Sword Academy.

The identity of his Liangyi Sword has been spread, even if he does not return to the Sword Academy, those spirit monsters will not let the Sword Academy go.

He will even use the Sword Academy as a bargaining chip to suppress him just like he did with Mu Canghe before.

In the flying boat, under the leadership of Zhuge Jun, the disciples of the Three Thousand Swords Academy only need to run the power of the mysterious magnetic force slightly to provide enough energy for the flying boat.

The flying boat flew away at full speed, and the spirit monsters behind also accelerated.

It's just that they didn't seem to be in a hurry, so they fell a hundred miles away and didn't get close.

Three days later, Fei Tianzhou had returned to the Sword Academy.

Without stopping, Zhao Yang ordered to fly directly to Cishan.

At this time, the disciples of the Sword Academy were all scattered in a radius of ten thousand li to hunt and kill monsters, and there were basically no practitioners around Cishan.

"Om-"

As soon as the flying boat reached the sky above Cishan, there was a roar, and gray magnetic curtains of light rose up within a hundred miles.

The spirit demon clan was stopped a hundred miles away.

Zhao Yang stepped out of the flying boat and bowed to Cishan.

"Senior, it is really a last resort for the junior to disturb the senior."

"Hey……"

An old sigh sounded, and Cishan seemed to be shaking slightly.

"Ji Cang Sheng Hua Dao, the Great Snow Mountain is in danger, even if you don't attract these spirit monster clansmen, I will wake up and go to the Great Snow Mountain."

A phantom figure appeared in front of Zhao Yang. This old man in a light gray robe with a thin face looked at Zhao Yang with both eyes.

"No matter where you come from, as long as you don't have any malice towards my Xuanci lineage, that's enough."

"Senior Mingjian." Zhao Yang bowed again, then looked up at the old man in front of him calmly.

Zhuge Hengtian, the ancestor of the Xuanci lineage, once possessed the peak cultivation base in the world.

It's just that after so many years of Shen Mian, I don't know how much strength he still has.

The existence of this person is Zhao Yang's greatest reliance on returning to the Sword Academy.

Facing the extremely powerful spirit demon clan, Zhao Yang is helpless with his current strength, so he can only seek Zhuge Hengtian.

"boom--"

A hundred miles away, there was a roar, as if someone shot and bombarded the mysterious magnetic barrier.

It's just that for the power of black magnetism, if it is not crushed by high-level power, ordinary attacks are useless at all. Not only will it have no effect, but it will increase the rebound and resolution of the power of black magnetism.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

……

Hundreds of miles away, the sky that was visible to the naked eye was dyed azure blue by the aura.

Zhuge Hengtian looked at the aura that filled the sky, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Yang: "How many treasures do you have that can restore the power of mysterious magnetism?"

With a wave of Zhao Yang's hand, ten thousand basaltic crystals fell into the air and floated.

Zhuge Hengtian was shaken all over, all the basaltic crystals turned into powder, and then instantly absorbed into his figure and disappeared.

Zhao Yang waved his hand again, and one hundred thousand basaltic crystals appeared again.

A gleam of joy appeared on Zhuge Hengtian's face, and a gray mysterious magnetic force locked the space within a few meters around him, smashed all the mysterious magnetic crystals, and then absorbed the mysterious magnetic power inside.

With the absorption of the power of Xuan Magnetic, there was a tinge of blood on his originally withered face.

Seeing this, Zhao Yang waved his hand again. This time, he directly swept out a million magnetic crystals.

"it is good!"

Zhuge Hengtian's eyes shot out a flash of light, a smile appeared on his face, he waved his sleeves, and took away all the magnetic crystals, and then his body swelled up, the skin on his face changed from shriveled to tight, and his hair also changed from before. The withered gray and white turned to black and blue.

But in a moment, his face turned into a middle-aged appearance somewhat similar to Zhuge Rui.

"boom--"

There was a bang from a hundred miles away, and the entire Xuanci space was shaken.

"Zhuge Hengtian has long been a dead bone in the tomb, the way of black magnetism has declined, and you dare to provoke my spirit demon clan, today, the ancestors, I will destroy you, and dig out Zhuge Hengtian's bones to see if they are rotten! "

The voice from a hundred miles away came clearly, and Zhao Yang saw a faint smile on Zhuge Hengtian's face.

"You're an old guy, will you just kneel down when you see me?"

Uh……

Zhao Yang was taken aback for a moment, and saw Zhuge Hengtian wave his sleeves, wrapping around his body, and moved a hundred miles away from Cishan.

teleport.

This is a teleportation that is different from Zhao Yang's flying escape with the power of black magnetism, and only a great monk who surpasses Nascent Soul can comprehend it.

"Who wanted to see me just now?"

Standing in the void, Zhuge Hengtian spoke calmly.

In front of him was a white-haired spirit demon clansman.

When the few old men in white robes and holding ebony staffs saw Zhuge Hengtian, their expressions changed drastically, and they backed away unconsciously.

"Since 30 years ago, people in the Northern Territory have called me the name of Hengtian Patriarch, Zhuge Hengtian. I haven't heard it for many years. Today, it sounds strange and kind."

Zhuge Hengtian looked at the spirit monster clansman in front of him with a smile, and said softly: "Call me a few more times to listen?"

Zhao Yang managed not to laugh out loud.

"Juniors Ling Shuanghan, Qin Muxue... pay respects to Patriarch Hengtian."

The old men of the spirit monster clan looked at Zhuge Hengtian, trembled all over, and hurriedly bowed down.

Zhuge Hengtian narrowed his eyes, and smiled softly: "Well, the old ancestor's call made me feel a lot better, why don't you come to my door of the Frost Snow Sword Academy, and greet you every morning and evening?"

"Old Ancestor Hengtian, our spirit monster clan has so many things to do that we really don't have time..." Before the leading old man finished speaking, Zhuge Hengtian's face turned cold.

"Then why don't you go back to your tribe and wait for the deity to treat you to dinner?"

Zhuge Hengtian let out a violent shout, and the power of the mysterious magnetic force gushed out from his body, and a huge force that enveloped the entire world shot up into the sky in an instant.

"Old Ancestor Hengtian, Great Master of the Spiritual Monster Race—"

The elders of the spirit monster clan panicked, and under the cover of such overwhelming mysterious magnetic power, they didn't even dare to resist at all.

"If it wasn't for Ling Xuerou's face, I would have already refined you all." Zhuge Hengtian snorted coldly, and the huge mysterious magnetic force shook, and the countless monks of the spirit monster clan disappeared in an instant.

"I see another member of the spirit monster clan within ten thousand miles. I personally go to find her, Ling Xuerou, to play the piano and sing for me."

Zhuge Hengtian's voice was calm and indifferent, and it spread thousands of miles away.

Those spirit monsters who were teleported thousands of miles away in an instant looked at each other in horror, turned around and left in desperation.

In front of such great powers, he is not even a scumbag.

"You see it?"

Zhuge Hengtian, who teleported the spirit monster clansman thousands of miles away with one move, turned his head and looked at Zhao Yang with a slight smile.

"Senior, you, your body..."

Zhao Yang dared not speak out.

"Hehe, I'm afraid the bones have rotted long ago." Zhuge Hengtian smiled nonchalantly, with a hint of loneliness on his face.