Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

the other side.

Shenyu, Canghaijie, Yanhuang Shenzong.

Ye Lang was standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

Within sight, the nine golden guards are leading a group of Yanhuang Shenzong disciples to expand the sect.

After taking over Fengyun Temple, the mountain of Yanhuang Shenzong obviously couldn't accommodate so many people.

Ye Lang then sent an order to expand the scope of the sect to directly cover the entire Yanhuang Mountain Range, and the mountain under his feet will be the main peak.

"Hey."

"Although the sect has been expanded, the skill of invincible territory is still only effective on this mountain."

"What a dog."

Ye Lang's tone was full of regret and complaints, and his expression was quite disappointed.

Originally, he was still fantasizing about the possibility that the scope of Yanhuang Shenzong expanded, and the scope of his invincible skills also expanded accordingly.

It seems that he thinks too much.

"Receive disciples honestly."

Shaking his head, Ye Lang's soul moved slightly, and sent a sound transmission to Duan Fengyun.

soon.

Duan Fengyun led more than ten people to the top of the mountain, and bowed respectfully in front of him.

"metropolitan."

"These ten people are the ten best talents that the disciples searched for."

"Please take a look at the suzerain."

Duan Fengyun turned sideways, pointed at the ten young people who looked a bit embarrassed and said.

"Ah."

Ye Lang nodded, glanced around the ten people, and could see their cultivation at a glance.

Within the main peak, he has no secrets in his eyes.

"The strongest one at the sixth level of the True God Realm, but he is not too young. He seems to be a disciple of the original Fengyun Temple, which is not bad."

"Hey, these two cultivation bases are so low, and their bone age is also very young."

While watching, Ye Lang secretly said in his heart.

It seems that Duan Fengyun should have tried his best and searched everywhere.

"Cough cough."

With a cough, Ye Lang walked up to the ten people and said:
"Do you know what you are here for?"

When the ten people heard the words, they all shook their heads with blank expressions on their faces.

"Ha ha."

"Let me ask you, you have been in Yanhuang Shenzong for two or three days, what do you think of Yanhuang Shenzong?"

Ye Lang asked again.

As soon as these words came out, Duan Fengyun at the side became nervous first, because among the ten people, three were from the original Fengyun Temple.

This is not because he has any selfish intentions, but because Fengyun Temple was originally the overlord of this place, so it is normal to have many geniuses.

But in this way, he was afraid that if the three disciples said something wrong and made the suzerain mistakenly think that they were dissatisfied or even rebellious from the original Fengyun Temple, then it would be over for them!

"Back... back to the suzerain..."

"Shenzong of Yanhuang is very... very good, send us magical weapons, teach high-grade kung fu and martial arts... and the pool of enlightenment..."

"The disciple has never thought of such a good sect before!"

"..."

However, what Duan Fengyun was worried about did not happen, and the ten disciples spoke one after another, their words full of sincerity.

Ye Lang was slightly satisfied when he heard this.

Although he didn't really want to teach them anything when he took these disciples, he just used them as tools, but the benefits he gave were huge.

If it's a wolf-hearted person, it's not worth it.

But then again, even if there are disciples who will repay kindness and revenge in the future, then he will not be lenient when cleaning up the family.

immediately.

Ye Lang stopped wasting time and accepted ten people as disciples one by one. The ten people were naturally excited, without any reluctance.

Just kidding, Ye Lang showed his skills in Fengyun Temple, who doesn't know the strength of the suzerain of Yanhuang Shenzong!
Being able to worship him as a teacher is a chance for Sanshengxiu. Among other things, his status has already risen in a straight line!

"Okay, since you have already worshiped me as your teacher, then naturally you can't be stingy about being a teacher."

Ye Lang looked at the ten people and smiled happily.

Subsequently.

Just like how he taught Chen Ruoxi before, Ye Lang taught Xuanyuan Remnant Sword, Chain Vest, Divine Talisman, and cultivation to the disciple with the worst talent among the ten, that is, his current second disciple, Tan Fanghai.

After the transmission was over, a system notification sounded in Ye Lang's mind.

Eighty times the reward was triggered, and the things he taught were doubled and returned one by one.

His own cultivation base also rose again.

However, Ye Lang didn't pause at all. He followed the same pattern and passed on the returned rewards to the three apprentices...

It took less than half a day before Ye Lang finished teaching all ten disciples.

on top of the mountain.

Tan Fanghai's ten disciples who had just apprenticed as masters were overwhelmed with surprise.

Each of them was holding an emperor-level divine weapon in their hands, wearing an emperor-level divine armor, and holding a talisman in their hands...

Feeling that the cultivation base in the body has increased a lot, I just feel that the fate of life has come so quickly!

On the side, Duan Fengyun was almost dumbfounded, and the halazi flowed out.

He didn't expect... Really didn't expect!

This suzerain is actually so arrogant and treats his disciples so well!
As soon as he makes a move, he is an emperor-level magic soldier, plus he personally empowers him!

"What is the origin of the suzerain?"

"Is there a pile of emperor-level divine soldiers? And they are all about the same, only slightly different in strength."

"This is too scary!"

Duan Fengyun saw with his own eyes that the emperor-level divine sword and divine armor that Ye Lang gave to the ten disciples had almost the same appearance.

It's just that the breath given in the back is stronger than the breath in front.

This gave him an illusion that the emperor-level magic weapon seemed to be mass-produced at the suzerain's place.

"Zong... suzerain, disciple Duan Fengyun also wants to worship suzerain as a teacher, hope suzerain will favor you!"

Duan Fengyun swallowed his saliva, suddenly knelt down, kowtowed in front of Ye Lang, kowtowed madly!

But at this time, Ye Lang was in the midst of rising cultivation, and he had no time to talk to him at all.

a long time.

Only then did Ye Lang feel that the divine essence in his body had calmed down, and his current cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Divine King Realm!
The chain mail, after the superimposition and return of the ten disciples, has already reached the level of a three-turn magic weapon, and the Xuanyuan Canjian has been fully repaired again, and its power has been restored again.

That talisman is already a first-rank imperial talisman, and the number has reached three.

The return multiplier was a little bit worse, and the quality of the rune could not reach the level of the second rank, but in terms of quantity, it returned a little more.

There is no way, these ten apprentices have a lot of talent gap compared with Chen Ruoxi, and the return they bring is not too exaggerated.

However, Ye Lang felt a sense of relief in his heart, which was the feeling brought by gaining great strength.

"What did you say?"

Ye Lang came back to his senses and turned to look at Duan Fengyun.

"Disciple... The disciple said that he wants to worship the suzerain as his teacher."

Duan Fengyun looked excited, knelt down and said.

"Uh."

"How many years have you practiced?"

Ye Lang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Returning to the suzerain, the disciple has practiced for 10,000+ years, and is very familiar with the matters of cultivation."

Duan Fengyun was taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied.

"Cultivate 10,000+ years to be at the second level of the God Emperor Realm... With this kind of qualification, do you have the nerve to worship me as a teacher?"

Ye Lang curled his lips and immediately lost interest in him.

If the aptitude is not scary enough, the multiple of one return is too small, and the quality cannot be improved at all.

His cultivation is not as good as Duan Fengyun, and he can't teach him his cultivation, so what's the use of taking it?
Is it true that anyone can be his disciple?
Hearing the words, Duan Fengyun couldn't help but blushed, staring blankly at Ye Lang's leaving back, feeling sad for a while.

A strong person in the God Emperor Realm can live no more than 30 to [-] years. He is now only at the second level of the God Emperor Realm, and his life span is over half, so his aptitude is indeed not top-notch.

This... no wonder the suzerain looked down on him!
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at the same time.

God King Lengyin had also arrived at the Yanshen Capital, outside the Yanshen Palace, and asked the guards to meet the Ninth Princess.

Inside the shrine, the princess bedroom.

Huangfu Shi Zheng was sitting at the table bored, propping up his powder-carved face with one hand, and dancing lightly in the air with the other.

Flames emerged from her jade-like fingertips, condensing into a handsome face in the air.

It was exactly what Ye Lang looked like.

"If this love lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night."

"Stinky Yelang, you already knew you were going to be separated from this princess, so you wrote this poem for me."

"When will you come to find this princess?"