At the beginning, I angrily scolded the Son, I really want to die

People from Tianwu Pavilion and Chilongzong left.

Jiang Haoyang also obtained the Candle Dragon Fireworks of the Son of Aotian and the Beast Soul Chain of the Son of Picking Flowers as he wished.

At this moment, a mass of crimson flame like the setting sun was floating in his left hand, about the size of a goose egg. A vague dragon shadow could be vaguely seen in the inner flame, and he could feel a faint dragon power.

This is Candle Dragon Fireworks, a kind of holy fire from heaven and earth, with infinite potential, if it grows to the limit, it can easily burn thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
Of course, the current candle dragon fireworks are obviously still very weak, and their power is quite limited. At most, they can only hurt the strong state of mind or the blood refinement state.
"In order for Candle Dragon Fireworks to grow normally, you need some fire-related heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or swallow other heavenly and earthly sacred fires, but these things are hard to find, so you have to pay attention to them when you encounter them in the future."

Jiang Haoyang's left hand trembled, and he took the candle dragon fireworks into his body.

In his right hand, he held a dark black bracelet. It was made of unknown material. It was cold and slightly rough, with some incomprehensible messy patterns engraved on it, giving off an ancient atmosphere, as if The age has been very long.

The beast soul chain is actually not a magic treasure, but a strange treasure!
What is a strange treasure?

It is a treasure left over from the ancient times. The exact age cannot be determined, and the level of the treasure is very vague, but it also possesses inexplicable power.

These items can all be called rare treasures.

The function of the Beast Soul Chain is to forcibly take monsters into the Beast Soul Chain, and the monsters taken in will automatically sign a soul contract with the owner of the Beast Soul Chain. Order!
Zeng Yingjun had taken the initiative to erase the imprint of the beast soul chain before, so Jiang Haoyang could directly enter the space of the beast soul chain with his consciousness.

Whoosh!

The consciousness is released, and a space the size of a study room appears in the eyes.

This is the space of the Beast Soul Chain!

Zeng Yingjun seemed to have just obtained the beast soul chain not long ago, and he hadn't had time to collect the monsters into it, so there was nothing inside.

"Fuck, it's only this big?"

Jiang Haoyang was a little disappointed. This little space can only hold three or four monsters, and it can't be too big. Otherwise, the space of the beast soul chain will definitely be burst, and the beast soul chain will be scrapped.

"But it's okay, just don't know what level of monsters it can bear?"

Jiang Haoyang rubbed his chin, thinking that he would have to find some monsters to try in the future, so he immediately put the beast soul chain on his hand, turned his head and grinned at Yang Wuzhan: "The suzerain is so awesome, he got 600 million spirit stones directly, and you don't have to worry about it." With one dragon vein and ten medicine fields, you've made a lot of money this time!"

Yang Wuzhan rubbed his mustache with his fingers, and also smiled: "You're not bad, you didn't do anything, and you just earned a candle dragon firework and a beast soul chain!"

The two looked at each other, and they laughed at the same time. The laughter was so magical that people from all the forces couldn't help but shudder. The Son of the Suzerain of Shenyang Sect is like two bandits!

"Sect Master Yang, Immortal Son, I will take my leave."

All the forces were a little afraid of being targeted by these two people, did not dare to stay, and left one after another.

"Sect Master Yang, Son of the Immortal, it's getting late now, and we're taking our leave." Hua Xiangyu bowed her body slightly, clasped her fists, and said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, then I won't stay any longer, please." Yang Wuzhan also said politely, his attitude was much better than that of Long Pokong and Wu Huajiu.

Hua Xiangyu nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Haoyang again, and said, "If you have time, the Immortal Son can come to Orchid Valley as a guest. I welcome you anytime."

"If I'm free, I'll go." Jiang Haoyang said with a smile.

Then, Hua Xiangyu and Hua Feiye broke through the air and left.

On the clouds, the two of Hua Xiangyu walked across the sky.

"Master Gu, I have a question." Hua Feiye asked suddenly.

Hua Xiangyu looked at her: "What question?"

"Shenyang Sect is also a four-star sect. Why is Sect Master Yang so much stronger than Sect Master Long and Martial Pavilion Master? They are not at the same level at all. Could it be that Sect Master Yang is really a strong person in the Spirit Profound Realm?"

Hua Feiye couldn't figure it out.

According to common sense, the helmsmen of the four-star sects should all be in the True Profound Realm, and will not go beyond the scope of the True Profound Realm. At most, there will only be a slight gap in the small realm, such as the early, middle and late stages of the True Profound Realm.

But the gap between these small realms is not huge, even if it is the early stage of the True Profound Realm, it will not be crushed to such an extent when facing the Great Perfection of the Upper True Profound Realm!
She knew that Yang Wuzhan was still holding a spiritual weapon at that time, but the spiritual weapon was only a weapon in the final analysis, and if it was not supported by a powerful and powerful zhenqi, it would not be able to exert much power.

It's like a child holding a sharp knife and cutting down a tree for a day and a night. After all, the child's own strength is so little.

"Soul Profound Realm?"

Hua Xiangyu shook her head.

Hua Feiye was stunned: "Isn't Sect Master Yang not in the Spirit Profound Realm? But what is his strength?"

"No! What I mean is, he may be far beyond the Spirit Profound Realm!"

Hua Xiangyu's expression suddenly became solemn: "Actually, 100 years ago, in an area with a radius of [-] miles, there were only my Orchid Valley, Tianwu Pavilion, and Red Dragon Sect, the three major four-star forces, and Shenyang Sect suddenly settled in a hundred years later! "

"Back then, there was a holy land called Shenyang Holy Land, but something happened. Shenyang Holy Land collapsed in just half a month, and the entire Shenyang Holy Land no longer existed!"

"Not long after, the Holy Land of Shenyang disappeared completely, but a sect of Shenyang emerged."

Hearing this, Hua Feiye's big eyes suddenly widened: "Master Gu, are you saying that Shenyang Sect is the Holy Land of Shenyang!?"

Holy Land!

The level of influence in Shenxuan Continent can be divided into one star to ten stars, and after ten stars, it is the Holy Land!

The four-star forces can already dominate one side, order countless people, control many resources, and have a lot of masters.

The four-star power is already like this, and she can no longer imagine how powerful the Holy Land is!

"I'm just guessing, not sure, maybe it's just a similar name. After all, the holy land is like a palace in the sky to us, it's too far away."

Hua Xiangyu smiled slightly: "But no matter what, I can't fathom the strength of Sect Master Yang, and I, Orchid Valley, will not be an enemy of Shen Yang Sect, and not only Sect Master Yang, but also the Immortal Son is definitely not an ordinary person. In short, we at Orchid Valley can maintain a friendly relationship with it, no matter how Tianwu Pavilion and Red Dragon Sect target Shenyang Sect, we will not get involved."

Hearing this, Hua Feiye nodded seriously.

Although the owner of the valley said that he was not sure whether the Shenyang sect was the Holy Land of Shenyang, but she knew the owner of the valley, and the other party said so many words, she undoubtedly confirmed it in her heart!

Otherwise, Shenyangzong suddenly appeared a hundred years ago, why did it claim to be established for a thousand years?
This inconsistency has already explained some problems.
At the same time, within the Shenyang Sect.

The commemorative ceremony has completely ended, and everyone in Shenyang Sect is no longer so busy, and they are doing what they should do.

The back mountain of Shenyangzong.

Yang Wuzhan and Jiang Haoyang stood side by side, their eyes staring ahead.

Ahead, there is a cemetery that occupies a very large area, with rows of graves standing, at least tens of thousands of them!

The two looked at these tombs, the smiles on their faces had already faded, replaced by a touch of sadness and a strong sense of murder!

"100 years, exactly 100 years."

With his hands behind his back, Yang Wuzhan seems to be recalling some past events, his eyes reveal vicissitudes and sadness.

Jiang Haoyang also looked solemn, and said slowly: "Seniors of the Shenyang Sect, your blood will not be shed in vain, and your life will not be in vain. One day, sooner or later, I will let those forces that slaughtered you back then bury them all. !"