Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

I saw that Yunlong's front claws were clasped on the forehead of a bronze doll, and he couldn't get in.

"warehouse--"

With a sword cry, a cold light flashed in the hand of the bronze puppet, and it swept Yunlong into two pieces.

Yunlong struggled to recover, and the sword light came back, instantly twisting it into pieces.

"Good baby!"

Heichi's eyes showed surprise, and several cloud dragons flew out, crashing into the bronze doll.

The puppet swung its long sword, chopped all the cloud dragons into pieces, and then flew towards the Moxiu Mochi with the sword.

"Golden Core Realm!" Mochi's eyes became even more joyful, he laughed loudly, and cloud dragons split out again in his hands to hold the puppet back.

"This is really an unexpected joy!" Mo Chi stretched out his hand, his palm turned into black scales, and grabbed the bronze doll's shoulder.

"Snapped!"

The shoulders of the bronze puppet were clasped, and the puppet also grabbed Mochi's scales and claws.

"Honey, it's mine!"

Mochi laughed loudly, just about to use his magic power to soak the bronze doll, but he felt a movement of spiritual energy around him, and then his eyes widened.

one.

two.

……

Eight bronze dolls surrounded him with swords in their hands.

"I want to kill."

Zhao Yang's voice sounded outside the encirclement.

"This, how is this possible..."

Looking at the eight bronze dolls around him, Mo Chi's eyes were dull and he couldn't believe it.

A doll in the Golden Core realm is already priceless, much more precious than ordinary magic weapons.

This is connected to the eight gods, even if it is a seventh-rank big sect, it can't be taken out...

After crossing the bronze human wall, he saw Zhao Yang's icy face.

He really wanted to kill himself!
"I, I know how to refine weapons!" Seeing that those puppets were ready to make a move, Mochi hurriedly shouted.

"warehouse--"

The shadow of the sword fluttered, and before he could see it clearly, a long sword was already touching his vitals, making him dare not make any rash moves.

"I have no prejudice against Moxiu, but I don't like those Moxiu who do evil things."

Zhao Yang walked over step by step, looking at Moxiu Mochi who didn't dare to move at all.

"I, villain, villains don't do evil, don't do evil..." Mo Chi said in a trembling voice with his body stiffened in cold sweat on his forehead.

Moxiu has always been known for his weird skills and elusive deeds.But at this time, Mochi had nothing to do.

Those bronze dolls don't have the slightest emotion, they only need a single thought from the young man in front of them, and they can stab him into skewers.

"You really didn't do anything evil?"

Zhao Yang stepped forward and stared into his eyes.

"No no……"

Zhao Yang reached out and lifted the mask of Moxiu in front of him, revealing a pale and thin face.

About 50 years old, a little cunning, with a panicked look on his face.

In the face of absolute strength, the Jindan realm will not be much calmer than ordinary people.

Seeing that look of panic, Zhao Yang suddenly realized.

In the world of practice, strength is the final confidence.

"But, I still want to kill people..." Zhao Yang murmured as he dropped the mask in his hand.

Moxiu had a look of despair on his face, he didn't know how to survive.

Zhao Yang looked at him with a mysterious smile on his face, then reached out and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

"warehouse--"

Countless sword chants turned into a sound, countless sword shadows danced, and bronze puppets shuttled rapidly.

A hundred feet away, blood splashed.

When the ten bronze dolls stopped, Hua Fengyuan, who was covered in blood, showed his figure.

For this person, Zhao Yang was full of disgust.

For his own selfish desires, he completely disregarded the life and death of fellow practitioners.Even for the sake of refining the sword, even the practitioners of the sect will not be spared.

So when Tianhong Patriarch reminded him just now, he decided to kill this guy.

Ten bronze dolls set up a killing array, and waited for this guy to approach quietly, and then swung out with a sword, leaving no chance.

As Zhao Yang himself said, he just wants to kill people now.

When he came to the Northern Territory, he saw simple practitioners like Mu Canghe and others, but more, he felt that there was no real order here.

Like the Dayu Dynasty, an order that allows low-level practitioners to survive.

Another ten bronze dolls!

Moxiu Mochi widened his eyes and trembled all over.

What kind of person did I offend, and what kind of power was behind him!
Eighteen bronze dolls, what kind of background can someone come up with?

"I knew you had a backhand, kid, but I didn't expect it to be such a strong backhand..." Patriarch Tianhong muttered, looking enviously at the eighteen bronze dolls.

Zhao Yang smiled, and communicated with Tianhong Patriarch with his divine sense, and Tianhong Patriarch smiled, and the illusory figure flew out every now and then.

He landed beside Mochi and reached out to press his head.

Mochi, who was originally full of fear, showed pain on his face, his face was shaking, and the veins on his forehead were swollen.

After about a cup of tea, the demon cultivator had already collapsed to the ground, roaring uncontrollably.

It wasn't until this time that Tianhong Patriarch stopped, and said calmly: "Okay, from now on, he won't dare to say anything if you say anything. If he has the slightest intention of betraying you, his life will be worse than death immediately."

Zhao Yang nodded and looked at Mochi who was prostrate on the ground.

"Greetings, master..." Mochi, whose clothes were wet with sweat, struggled and lay down in front of Zhao Yang.

"Tsk tsk, actually I don't want to keep you. It's just that senior said that you are still useful to me." Zhao Yang squatted down, with a smile on his face: "Tell me, what use are you to me?"

"Master, the villain is very familiar with the Northern Territory. Whatever the master wants to know and where he wants to go, the villain can do it."

"Any more?"

"The villain has a golden core cultivation base, and is also a craftsman. He can do some things for the master."

"The villain knows a lot of news about the Demon Sect, so he can provide reference for the master."

……

Seeing Mochi lying on the ground repeatedly talking about his role, Zhao Yang smiled lightly and stood up.

The ancestor of Tianhong is a great power out of body.Even if the physical body is absent at this time, and there is no cultivation base, there is still no problem in imprisoning a Jindan magic cultivator with the power of the soul.

It was also the ancestor of Tianhong who suggested just now that taking this rather cunning demon cultivator could help Zhao Yang quickly gain a foothold in the Northern Territory.

Looking at it now, having such an old fried dough stick here can indeed save Zhao Yang a lot of trouble.

"Get up, tell me, where should I go now?" Zhao Yang kicked Mochi up, then looked at him and said.

Mochi was silent for a while, then quickly entered the role, bowed and said: "Master wants to gain a foothold in the Northern Territory, any of the four major forces can go."

"Can everyone go? Can the spirit demon tribe also go?"

Seeing Zhao Yang looking at him, Mochi hurriedly said again: "Master has the power of blood, so he can naturally go to the spirit demon tribe. The strongest demon ancestors in the spirit demon tribe are all half-human blood combined with the spirit demon blood. A demon is like a master."

Half demon?

Seeing that Zhao Yang was curious, Mochi explained the half-demon comprehensibly.

It turns out that like Zhao Yang, there are not a few people who have the blood of the spirit monster clan. Their cultivation speed is very fast, and their combat power is even stronger.

These people will be invited by the Spirit Monster Race to become their tribal worshipers.

Because these people have the blood of the spirit monster clan, they are also close to the spirit monster clan. Most of them will accept the invitation or issue a statement to protect the spirit monster clan.

Zhao Yang is silent, this is exactly the same as the form of Buddhist cultivation just now...

"Then I am also suitable to go to the Demon Sect?"