Strengthening system of online games

"Yes, of course I want to! Yes, my strength is weak and I don't have such strength at all!" Xia Mofan shook his head.

"Mo Fan, I know that there is a god-man named Han Xing in Silent City. He doesn't collect any taxes from common people!"

"You can go over and help him build an empire and complete the great cause of unification, and the entire Valley of the Wicked will change!" Su Ziyang said.

"Han Xing?"

"My lord, but I don't have any cultivation, he may not like me!" Xia Mofan said.

Su Ziyang smiled slightly, and patted Xia Mofan on the shoulder, "Mo Fan, then you should work hard to practice until you can use the magic blade!"

"Join Silent City, you will change your life."

"By the way, I know a general in Jicheng. You take my letter, find him, and train in the army for a while."

After speaking, Su Ziyang wrote a letter and handed it to Xia Mofan.

"Thank you sir!"

Xia Mofan kowtowed repeatedly.

"It's nearly a thousand kilometers away from Silent City. If you sit on this golden eagle, he will take you directly to Silent City!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang summoned the golden eagle.

"Thank you sir!"

Xia Mofan rode the golden eagle, quickly lifted into the air, and soon disappeared.

Sending Xia Mofan away, Su Ziyang showed a faint smile.

It feels good to have a future big shot under your wing.

"It's time to go to Fanyun Mountain, Xuanyuan Wu, are you really going to rebel?"

The corner of Su Ziyang's mouth raised, looking at the mountains in front of him, he ran forward quickly.

……

Chapter 75

To the east of the Fanyun Mountain Range, inside a cottage.

One Hundred Thousand Golden Armored Guards stood in front of Su Ziyang and knelt down.

"Greetings to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The voice is neat and powerful.

"Be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Su Ziyang looked at Luo Shun and nodded with satisfaction.

This guy is a bit stubborn in his thinking, but absolutely loyal.

Came to the cottage hall.

"General Luo, prepare to follow me to Hugang Village!" Su Ziyang said.

"Your Majesty, according to reports from the spies, Zhao Chan has sent millions of troops to attack Hugang Village! If we go now, we will definitely meet them directly," Luo Shun said.

"Zhao Chan?" Su Ziyang frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Chan is the Pavilion Master of the Purple Feather Pavilion, and her strength is infinitely close to that of a saint, and her real combat power is far beyond that of an ordinary saint!" Luo Shun introduced.

Su Ziyang nodded slightly, "Then did you send someone to deliver the letter?"

"Your Majesty, the last general has been sent, but there is no response!" Luo Shun said.

Su Ziyang frowned and thought deeply. After a while, he looked at Luo Shun, "Next, you should do this..."

After hearing this, Luo Shun nodded repeatedly.

……

……

To the west of the Fanyun Mountains, there is a cottage named Hugangzhai.

Fanyunzhai is surrounded by mountains on three sides, covering an area of ​​tens of square kilometers. Various lofts are located in the cottage, and 10,000+ people live there.

On this day, the cottage did not have the usual crowds and smoke, and even the gate of the cottage was not guarded by guards.

Inside the cottage, there was deathly silence.

Even the birds and insects were afraid, and hibernated at this moment, without making a sound.

"call……"

In the cottage, the mist drifts with the wind, making the whole cottage look dreamlike, psychedelic like a fairyland, and erratic like the underworld.

A burly man stood at the door of the cottage, his brows were furrowed and his face was solemn.

He is Su Ziyang.

"no one?"

"Are the one hundred thousand troops here?"

Su Ziyang used his divine eyes to passively sweep into the entire village.

In the cottage within 500 meters, there was not a single person.

"What the hell happened?"

Su Ziyang walked into the cottage.

Along the way, be careful and watch your surroundings.

suddenly.

Two figures appeared behind Su Ziyang.

"Stop, the stronghold of the stronghold, why don't you rush into it, report your name!"

This sound startled Su Ziyang.

Turn around and look back.

It was found that two golden armored guards were holding long guns, their eyes were dull, and their mouths were speaking mechanically.

That appearance, as if the soul has been taken away.

Seeing these two golden armored guards, Su Ziyang gasped.

Being able to hide from one's divine eyes and be passive, unable to observe, this method is by no means easy.

Who is it?

Su Ziyang murmured.

He took out the priest's medal in his hand and waved it in front of the two of them.

"When you see this emperor, hurry up and kneel down!"

A loud shout shook the heads of the two of them.

The stiff body slowly knelt down.

"Greetings to the emperor, long live my emperor..."

"Be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Take me to see Xuanyuan Wu." Su Ziyang said.

"Yes!"

The two golden armored guards walked forward, and Su Ziyang followed closely behind them.

With his hands behind his back, he looked calm, but his divine eyes were scanning the surroundings, not daring to be careless.

Not long after, Jin Jiawei brought Su Ziyang to a magnificent hall.

"Your Majesty, our general is waiting for you inside!"

After finishing speaking, the two golden armored guards slowly disappeared like ghosts.

He opened his eyes and saw that there was nowhere to be seen the Golden Armored Guard.

Su Ziyang looked at the great hall and walked forward cautiously.

"I want to see what tricks you guys are playing!"

Su Ziyang muttered to himself and walked into the hall.

In the main hall, all kinds of luminous gems are inlaid, illuminating the whole hall brightly.

It looks radiant and resplendent.

The main seat of the main hall is a dragon chair throne, which has the style of the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

Standing in front of it, people have a feeling of bowing their heads.

On the throne sat a man in a dragon robe.

His eyes were closed, and his breath was weak.

It looked like he was about to die.

"call……"

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, two cold lights flashed away.

He stared at Su Ziyang's body, with murderous intent rolling up.

"Kneel down quickly when you see me!" the man shouted.

"I?"

Su Ziyang looked at the man with a cold voice, "Xuanyuan Wu, it seems that you really want to rebel?"

"Om..."

Su Ziyang shook the priest's medal in his hand, and a strange force surged towards Xuanyuan Wu.

Xuanyuan Wu regained some sanity.

"Priest Medal? You... are you the Spirit Emperor?"

"The high priest is dead?"

"Haha..., that's great, if I kill you, I will be the real Spirit Emperor!"

After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan Wu stepped forward and rushed towards Su Ziyang.

That staggering appearance has no fighting power at all.

When Xuanyuan Wu rushed in front of him.

Su Ziyang stretched out his finger, aimed at his chest, and poked it.

There are no surprises.

"Boom..."

Xuanyuan Wu fell to the ground, his face was ashamed.

He was about to struggle to get up, but saw a big foot step down, stepping hard on his face.

"Dare to wear the dragon robe, you really want to rebel, if that's the case, I will never forgive you!"

After finishing speaking, Su Ziyang rubbed hard with his right foot.

Blood bubbles flowed from the man's mouth, dyeing the dragon robe red.

The pain surged, Xuanyuan Wu looked terrified and waved his hands again and again.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, the general knows he was wrong!" Xuanyuan Wu struggled and shouted.

"Humph……"

Su Ziyang withdrew his feet, looked at him coldly, and asked, "Say, what's going on?"