Ancient fairy doctors in the city

There was an incredulous look in Director Gui's eyes.

The next moment his body turned into ashes all over the sky.

Seeing this scene, the remaining ghosts were not afraid, but rushed towards Zhao Yang one by one.

"I'm stubborn." The flame in Zhao Yang's hand turned into stars all over the sky, and all the ghosts rushing over were all ignited.

They were reduced to ashes without even making a scream.

After a few breaths, there was only one boy in the ghost field.

The young man looked at Zhao Yang with resentment in his eyes, "Do you know which lineage we are from?"

"Tell me?" Zhao Yang shrugged.

"We are descendants of the Jie tribe." The boy was full of pride when he said the word Jie tribe.

"Ghost clan." Zhao Yang said indifferently, "I didn't expect your lineage to exist?"

"The ancestors of my Jie tribe are about to awaken. After they awaken, you and your friends will die."

"What era is it now? Are you still trying to make waves?" Zhao Yang sneered, "This time I will uproot you Jie clan."

"Do you think you can destroy our lineage as a supernatural power?" The boy seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, "Our ancestors of this lineage are no less than warrior-level existences Among the ten statues, there is even a commander who fought against the Jindan level powerhouse."

Hearing this, Zhao Yang's expression suddenly changed.

He knew that the warrior level that this young man was talking about was also the so-called supernatural power level.

The problem is that Zhao Yang is not yet in the Supernatural Realm.

Not to mention Nascent Soul Realm.

"It will take some time for your ancestors to wake up?" Zhao Yang asked after pondering for a while.

"It will take some time for our ancestors to wake up, but you can't escape before our ancestors wake up." The boy laughed loudly.

He knew that Zhao Yang would never let him go, so he didn't have any scruples.

Zhao Yang glanced at the young man, and his divine sense turned into an invisible steel knife, which easily wiped out his soul.

After the boy died, Zhao Yang thought about it and left here quietly.

When he came to the entrance of the village, he found an invisible barrier blocking his way.

boom!

Zhao Yang punched towards the barrier.

The barrier splashed with slight ripples.

"I can't shake it." Zhao Yang said with a serious face.

Zhao Yang is now at the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, but even in the face of the existence of the early stage of the Supernatural Realm, he can still contend.

Through the attack just now, he understood that it would be useless even if he used the Pure Yang True Fire of the Divine Ability Realm.

"The only solution for now is to raise your cultivation level to the supernatural power level." Zhao Yang murmured.

The most powerful point of the original art he practiced - Chunyang Gong is the ability to obtain the next great realm in advance.

For example, when Zhao Yang was in the Xiantian Realm, he obtained the flames that only masters of the Supernatural Realm could have.

In other words, if Zhao Yang reaches the Supernatural Realm, he will be able to obtain the ability of the Golden Core Realm.

The power of golden core!

The power of the golden core is extremely fierce and domineering.

It is simply not something that exists in the realm of supernatural powers that can stop it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang took out the peach blossom wine that Fairy Queqiao gave him.

After drinking a cup of peach blossom wine, Zhao Yang only felt a trickle flowing into his internal organs. Zhao Yang knew that it was the spiritual power contained in the peach blossom wine that was washing his meridians and body.

As time went by, Zhao Yang felt that his cultivation had improved a little.

But it is a little far away from the supernatural powers.

Zhao Yang drank another cup.

And the effect of this cup is worse than that of the first cup.

Zhao Yang didn't continue to drink the third cup.

Because he knew it would be useless to continue drinking.

The actual effect of peach blossom brew is to broaden the meridians and cleanse the body. Taking peach blossom brew can make you reach the supernatural state faster.

So then Zhao Yang took out a Lingshi and practiced.

Spirit stones are aimed at cultivators at the level of supernatural powers, but Zhao Yang has used spirit stones as early as the middle level of innate realm.

Why?

The spiritual power contained in the spiritual stone is more pure, which helps to lay a better foundation.

Zhang Lan woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

"Slow down." Zhang Lan shouted softly.

Wu slowly rubbed his eyes and woke up, "What's wrong?"

"I want to go to the toilet." Zhang Lan said with some embarrassment.

"Then let's go together." Wu slowly responded.

But when the two walked out of the tent and looked at the darkness around them, both of them felt timid in their hearts.

"Why don't you let Zhao Yang accompany us?" Wu Huan said in a low voice.

"Alright." Zhang Lan nodded.

But when they came to Zhao Yang's tent, they found that the tent was empty.

"This..." Zhang Lan changed color.

Wu Huanxuan's heart also sank.

"Call and contact." Wu Huan said quickly.

Zhang Lan took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhao Yang's mobile number, but then she was shocked to find that there was no signal on the mobile phone.

"My mobile phone has no signal." Zhang Lan had a bad premonition in his heart.

Wu slowly took out his mobile phone, only to find that there was no signal either.

"This..." Wu Huan became anxious, "Did the signal work well yesterday?"

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance.

Ah!

Wu slowly screamed in fright.

This made the students in the nearby tents wake up one after another.

"what happened?"

"Wu Huanhuan, early in the morning, what's your ghost name?"

"Yes, Wu Huanhuan, do you know that you are called provoking dreams?"

At this moment, Wu slowly discovered that it was Zhao Yang who walked over.

"Zhao Yang?" Wu Huanxuan asked with some uncertainty.

"I went out for a stroll." Zhao Yang couldn't say that he went to practice, could he?

"You didn't tell us when you went out for a stroll." Wu Huanxuan said with some complaints.

Zhang Lan pulled Zhao Yang aside, "Our mobile phone has no signal."

"There is no way out of this village." Zhao Yang said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Lan's heart trembled.

"What do you mean?"

"It's sealed."

"Ah!" Zhang Lan's expression changed drastically.

"What should I do?"

"Take one step at a time, and keep quiet." Zhao Yang looked at Zhang Lan and said.

"why?"

"It's better to know late than early, isn't it?" Zhao Yang smiled.

Zhang Lan was silent for a while, looking into Zhao Yang's eyes, "What shall we do next?"

"After my cultivation level breaks through, we will be able to leave this small secret place."

"Did you go to practice just now?"

"Ah."

Zhang Lan asked a few more questions, and Zhao Yang answered them one by one.

At this time, when the first ray of morning light shrouded the village, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The previous houses have disappeared, and what is here is only desolate and dilapidated.

"Ah!" Xu Dalong screamed as soon as he woke up.

"Xu Dalong, what's your name?" A boy rubbed his eyes dissatisfied.

But when he saw the surrounding scene, he also cried out.

All the nearby students woke up, and then they were startled one by one.

"coffin."

"We slept on the coffin last night?"

"Can anyone tell us what happened?"