Chapter 279

"OK, a record of merit!"

Su Ziyang said this and took the crowd to the square.

After that, they began to build statues.

"Hum..."

The ground trembled and the dust exploded.

A statue up to ten thousand meters was built.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Sword sect can make five percent of the gods' experience gained during cultivation.

After this, Su Ziyang looked at the boy in white, "what's your name?"

"Return to the patriarch, my name is Yang Ziqiang!" the young man in white replied.

"Well, from today on, you will be the leader of Tianjian sect." Su Ziyang said.

Hearing this, Yang Ziqiang's face changed greatly.

As soon as he knelt down, "Lord, disciple He De, how can he undertake this great task."

"If I say you can, you can! If you disagree, you can stand up!"

Su Ziyang's eyes swept away, and everyone bowed their heads one after another.

Yang Ziqiang was picked up by Su Ziyang and stood trembling beside Su Ziyang. He didn't even dare to lift his head.

Su Ziyang opened the system panel and began to strengthen small soldiers.

He waved his right hand, shining from Su Ziyang's palm and straight into Yang Ziqiang's body.

"Click..."

Just for a moment, Yang Ziqiang reached Wu Zun from.

Next, there is a pinwuzun.

Second grade wuzun.

Sanpin wuzun.

……

Breaking through the realm is as simple as drinking water and eating.

The two supreme elders and the ten principal elders stared at the scene with an unbelievable look on their faces.

The look of astonishment was beyond description.

Between waving, people break through one after another.

I'm afraid no one else can do this except God?

Isn't he human? But the God who came to the world?

At this point, all 12 people knelt down.

Bury your head on the ground and your body trembles.

That awe is hard to describe.

Finally, Yang Ziqiang reached the realm of Wuzu.

Here, it is also a strong side.

With his strength strengthened, Yang Ziqiang's momentum has completely changed.

He stood in front of Su Ziyang, knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"You will never forget the kindness of your predecessors. From today on, as long as you give an order and go through fire and water," said Yang Ziqiang.

"That's not necessary. From today on, you will be the leader, carry forward the Tianjian sect, annex all the surrounding sects, and kill those who refuse!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Ziqiang holds his fist.

"Here, there is a secret law called limitless ice seal. You should pass it on and let every disciple learn it!"

With that, Su Ziyang put the limitless ice on Yang Ziqiang's right hand and passed it on.

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Ziqiang hugged again.

"Well, next, it's all up to you. Take good care of it," said Su Ziyang.

"Congratulations, elder!"

Yang Ziqiang bowed with fists and watched Su Ziyang go.

Then he turned back, looked at the people who knelt down and said, "from today on, I am the leader of Tianjian sect. Who refuses?"

With a glance, both disciples and elders knelt down one after another.

"See the Lord!"

"Flat!"

"Lord Xie!"

"From today on, everyone must learn the infinite ice, can you hear clearly?"

"If you work hard enough, this seat can help you break through the realm!"

As soon as this remark came out, all faces were filled with joy.

One by one, they all lined up and began to learn the infinite ice.

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Ghost sword sect, in a dark valley.

Here, there is no grass, some are just lonely and depressed.

The sky was dark and the sun could not be shed.

In the valley, there was a dead silence, and there was no life at all.

"Whew..."

Occasionally, a sword light floated from the sky, shot into the valley and disappeared.

From time to time, a sword light shook out from the valley and went away quickly.

In the distance, a figure stood on a mountain. He was su Ziyang.

After su Ziyang looked at it for a few times, he was distracted and began to scan.

After a moment, look back.

The corners of his mouth raised a touch. If there was no smile, "it's really good to build the zongmen underground."

With that, Su Ziyang suddenly appeared in the valley.

Then, with a gentle wave of his right hand, a hole was exposed on the ground, and Su Ziyang went in.

Coming to the bottom of the earth is like coming to the other world.

Sword forest, wasteland

Disciples flying in the sword forest, children sitting in the wasteland

Everyone should practice seriously and work very hard.

"Who dare to break into my ghost sword sect!"

At this time, a loud drink followed by a figure galloped in front of Su Ziyang.

He wore a ghost mask and couldn't see his face clearly.

He has the breath of martial respect. It seems that he is a strong man.

"No! I'm here to learn tracking. Call your patriarch, and I'll talk to him in detail!" said Su Ziyang.

The words have just dropped.

But the masked man has moved.

"Whew..."

A small black Sword Pierced nothingness and directly appeared in the back of Su Ziyang's head.

"Hum..."

He stabbed it down.

"Ding..."

With a sound, the little black sword burst into powder.

"This..."

The masked man's voice trembled, his pupils contracted, his body retreated suddenly, and disappeared in situ in the blink of an eye.

"Sincerely discuss things with you and fight and kill as soon as you come up, okay?"

"My patience is limited."

Su Ziyang's voice spread throughout the ghost sword sect.

At this moment, no matter who he is or what he is doing, he opens his eyes and puts down his business at the same time.

Some old monsters stood up again and again, walked out of the cave, galloped up and came to Su Ziyang.

There are not many, about 500 people. Everyone exudes ancestral breath.

There are even a few that have directly reached the territory of Jiupin Wuzu.

The smell of cracking everything makes people's scalp numb.

However, Su Ziyang was not moved at all.

Show a face that allows you to use thousands of means and I don't move.

"Little fellow, you are young and dare to break into my ghost sword sect. It seems that I don't pay attention to the ghost old man?"

A red haired old man stood out and looked at Su Ziyang with a cold voice.

"I dare not."

Su Ziyang said, "I'm here to talk about a deal."

"Business? What business?" asked the red haired old man.

"I want to buy a tracking technique," Su Ziyang said.

"Ha ha..."

The red haired old man laughed loudly, like hearing the best joke in the world.

"Tracking is our secret skill. You can buy it if you say you can buy it!"

"That is, even our disciples will not easily pass on these secrets to them."

"Roll, if you don't roll, don't blame me for waiting. You're welcome!"

With that, more than 500 old people breathed.

The threat is extremely strong.

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