Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Zhongzhou Baizhan Jiange has one sword emperor, two sword emperors, and three sword kings.As one of the Three Sword Kings, Wannianhong died in the Northern Territory and was even counted for 3000 years. If there is no conspiracy behind this, no one will believe it.

"Don't you know what happened next?" Su Shangzhu said indifferently: "The battle between the Northern Territory and Zhongzhou, Daxue Mountain has not slowed down for 10 years."

Only [-]% of the millions of swords who conquered the Northern Territory returned in the end.

This battle made Bei Yu completely recognize himself.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes, trying to see something on Su Shangzhu's face.

Unfortunately, he didn't find the answer.

He didn't believe that the war between Zhongzhou and Beiyu started just because of this incident.

"Now you understand, my sword is hidden. If I carry it on my back, the enmity between Beiyu and Zhongzhou will follow. Unless your power of spirit and soul is superb, otherwise, your spirit and soul will be broken in an instant." Su Shangzhu looked at Zhao. Yang held the red long sword in his hand and stretched out his hand.

Practitioners pursue clear thinking, and Su Shangzhu bears the fuse of the sword cultivator dispute between Zhongzhou and the Northern Territory. The long sword in his hand is a magic sword that steals people's talents. This kind of great resentment, ordinary people really dare not be contaminated.

Just like what Su Shangzhu said, the disciples of the younger generation who came to find the sword, those who are not strong enough in soul, can't stand it at all.

Just like before, when you opened the wooden box in front of the tomb and saw the broken sword inside, if you were not determined, the contrast in your self-knowledge would be traumatic.

"The power of the soul, this junior still has confidence." Zhao Yang smiled lightly, and instead of handing back the long sword, he raised his hand and inserted the sword into the sword box behind him.

"warehouse--"

The sword was put into the box, the aura subsided, and a blood-red aura suddenly pressed on top of Zhao Yang's head.

He frowned slightly, only to feel that the image of boundless killing appeared in his mind, and then disappeared.

That's it.

"Haha, I didn't expect that. This guy is a monster. I suspect he might be reborn from a certain power." Li Huo's wild laughter sounded from the sword box behind Zhao Yang.

"Xiao Su, don't take too much burden on you, everything in the world has its own destiny." Another voice sounded, attracting echoes.

"That's right, now that you've entered the sword box, just leave everything to that kid."

Li Huo's words made Zhao Yang bared his teeth, what do you mean by giving it to yourself?Don't you know how bad things are in the Northern Territory?
Thinking about the Northern Territory, he quickly sat cross-legged, sinking his mind into the game world.

"You're here, kid. When you're not here, Xizhou, Beiyu, including Tianxia Pavilion, are all in chaos." As soon as he entered the Unreal Hall, the dissatisfied voice of Tianhong Patriarch came.

"What's the situation like?" Zhao Yang himself didn't expect that he would be delayed for so long in Jianzhong without feeling it. It's all in other places. If something happened to Xizhou, especially Qingyunzong, he would regret it very much.

The ancestor of Tianhong also knew the seriousness, and quickly told Zhao Yang what happened outside.

In the Northern Territory, after Zhao Yang and the others entered the Sword Tomb, the monster army besieged the Daxue Mountain, and the human race formed a battle formation.

The sword formation method of the Shuangxue Sword Academy spread rapidly, and Xiao Zhuge was in command, fighting with the monster clan and the spirit monster clan.

Both sides know that the key to victory lies in Jianzhong, so it is still peaceful.

The situation in the Western Continent is completely different. The human race is in decline and cannot last long.

The Hall of Souls of War couldn't bear to retreat, and was in the process of training. On the one hand, it had to join forces with Changhe County to defend against the raids of the Yaozu and Soul Refining Sect.

Lingyun Sword Sect preserves its strength and only sends a small number of sword cultivators to Qingyun Sect. True masters rarely appear.

The Sky Fire Sect had already declined and was unable to take care of itself. The army that was planning to support the Qingyun Sect was blocked and suffered heavy losses.

For some reason, Huan Lingzong and Xiyue also guarded their own territory, and the masters were nowhere to be seen.

The most powerful Changli Daoist sect in Xizhou even closed the mountain, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The only one who fought bloody with the Yaozu turned out to be Zuo Ling'er who led the army to the banks of the Lancang River.

Hearing that Zuo Ling'er played for him, Zhao Yang wished he could go to Xizhou immediately.What happened to the elder of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, didn't he stop him?

"That little girl has her own opinions. I'm afraid you're the only one who can persuade her. If you're not here, for your reputation, she might fight to the death." Rainbow Patriarch said with some regret.

Zhao Yang nodded. Based on what he knew about Zuo Linger, she would not back down unless she stepped forward to solve the crisis in Xizhou.

It's just that Zhao Yang can't solve the matter of Xizhou at this time, not to mention that he is trapped in the Northern Territory, even if he is in Xizhou now, he can't control the situation of the battle.

The source of solving the Xizhou matter is in Zhongzhou.

"The Tianxia Pavilion is not peaceful, it has already been targeted." Speaking of Zhongzhou, the ancestor of Tianhong frowned, and told the news from Wu Mingshuo and others.

"It seems that I want to let these guys see the background of Tianxia Pavilion." Zhao Yang sneered on his face, and with a move of his mind, a moment later, Wu Mingshuo and Yu Youren appeared.

"grown ups!"

When they saw Zhao Yang, they were both extremely pleasantly surprised.

"Tell me, who is going to trouble Tianxia Pavilion." Zhao Yang waved his hand and said directly.

"My lord, judging from the information gathered in Tianxiazhu, it should be the hand of the Longevity Daoist of the third grade Taoist sect in Zhongzhou." Yu Youren bowed to Zhao Yang and said in a low voice.

Tao of longevity?
The expression on Zhao Yang's face remained unchanged, but Tianhong Patriarch beside him was startled and said, "But the forces behind Changli Daomen?"

"The patriarch is really insightful. The Changli Dao Sect has long been connected with the Dao of Longevity, and many Xizhou spiritual objects have also been transmitted. This time, our Tianxia Pavilion disrupted their plan and provoked them to attack us." Hearing Tianhong Patriarch If so, Wu Mingshuo clasped his fists and said.

"Then what is their plan?" Zhao Yang looked at the two and asked.

Wu Mingshuo and Yu Youren shook their heads.

Whether it's Tianxia Pavilion or Tianxia Stew, gossip can be investigated, but such a big secret is impossible to understand.

Wu Mingshuo and Yu Youren also informed about Tianxia Pavilion being repeatedly provoked recently.

The Tianxia Pavilion is better, but there are people who find faults openly and secretly, but they dare not do anything about it.However, Tianxia Stew has already had several stores smashed.

"All the branches issued tasks to recruit practitioners to the Tao of Longevity, and they said that Tianxia Pavilion wanted an explanation from the Tao of Longevity." Zhao Yang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

Ask Changshengdao to explain?
Wu Mingshuo and the two of them froze.

That is a third-rank sect, even if it is Zhongzhou, if the hidden sect does not come out, they are also time overlords!

"Tell them, I just let them see how Changshengdao succumbed, and they don't need to take action." Zhao Yang said in an unpredictable manner.

Wu Mingshuo and Yu Youren nodded suspiciously, bowed and left.

Seeing them leave, Zhao Yang waved his hand, and the cloud-shrouded hall appeared in front of him.

"Master, brother?"

Zuo Ling'er in golden armor appeared in the hall, looking at Zhao Yang with an incredulous look on his face.

"This is the Yinxian Society, which is formed by a group of the most talented people in the world. Junior sister, you sit on the God of War seat for me. Listen more and talk less."

Zhao Yang looked at Zuo Ling'er, who was full of energy and blood, and said in a low voice.

This is the only place where he can help Zuo Linger strategically for the time being.

Let her see how big the world is before she can come out.

"Pavilion Master, you are here!"

"God of War, how is the battle in Xizhou?"

Several figures appeared, and when they saw Zhao Yang and Zuo Ling'er, they all spoke repeatedly.