Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Zhao Yang really didn't know what to say at this time.

motherfucker.

If you want to give it, can you not give it in front of so many monks?

Are you making me a target?

"Miss, I want this Black Profound Token." At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard said in a deep voice.

"Miss, please make an offer, as long as it's not too outrageous, I can promise you." When an old man in gray said this, his body exuded a faint coercion.

Fifth grade coercion.

The monks present showed apprehension.

Because there seems to be no other monks of the fifth rank except this old man.

"Miss, please sell this Black Profound Token to us, and we Nanxiang Four Heroes will give you a satisfactory price." At this moment, four young men stood up.

The moment the four young men stood up, they confronted the old man tit-for-tat with terrifying auras.

None of them are opponents of the gray-clothed old man, but the four of them combined can compete with the old man.

The girl in purple looked at Zhao Yang cautiously, "Did I get into trouble?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Yang said speechlessly, "I really doubt how you have survived until now?"

"What now?"

"Do you want to be besieged?" Zhao Yang said here, pulling the girl towards the front.

Just when everyone wanted to intercept them, they found that Zhao Yang and the girl had disappeared.

"A master." Gray

The pupils of the old man shrank fiercely, "My divine sense has been locking on this area, but the other party can leave quietly. His strength is unimaginable..."

"There are hundreds of monks in the audience, and they have covered the area long ago, but he was able to leave in an instant. It is worthy of the existence of daring to resist the Heavenly Eagle Cult."

"Fortunately, I didn't make a move just now."

Let's talk about Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang appeared outside the city with the girl in purple.

"you can go now."

The girl in purple looked at Zhao Yang with eyes full of admiration, "Master, you are so powerful, can I follow you in the future?"

"You take this black iron order and go to the Black Xuanzong." Zhao Yang said lightly.

"My lord, don't you want it?" The purple-clothed girl asked in surprise, "Do you know that even if you want to make a true disciple of Hei Xuanzong, Hei Xuanzong will agree."

"I'm used to idle clouds and wild cranes." Zhao Yang shook his head.

The girl in purple was about to say something, but Zhao Yang left in a flash.

"Oh, wait for me." The girl hurriedly shouted.

But where is Zhao Yang?

Jade Cauldron Palace!

Jade Cauldron Palace used to be an existence on par with the three top sects such as Tianlan Sect, but after the Jade Cauldron Palace was destroyed by the peerless existence in the forbidden zone, the Jade Cauldron Palace turned into ruins.

Although it is said to be a ruin, no one dares to go there.

Because of the monks who died tragically in the Jade Cauldron Palace, their resentment persisted for years,

Now the area has become a haunted area.

In the evening, Zhao Yang came to the ruins of the Jade Cauldron Palace. From a distance, he saw the monstrous resentment below, and the strength of that resentment made Zhao Yang tremble with fear.

"The Jade Cauldron Palace may have bred evil spirits." Zhao Yang murmured.

But he had nothing to fear.

With his current fighting power, even if he loses and retreats completely, it is no problem.

After falling from the mid-air, he walked towards the area that had been long-awaited by resentment.

Before he had gone far, a skeleton rushed towards him.

Zhao Yang seemed undecided.

And when the skeleton was three feet away from Zhao Yang, it was shattered by a fierce gang force.

As he went deeper, the resentful spirits he encountered became more and more tyrannical. Zhao Yang didn't stop until he saw a blood-red tree.

"Blood spirit tree."

The Blood Spirit Tree was watered with the flesh and blood of monks and condensed with the resentment of the dead.

"The level is too low." Zhao Yang glanced at it and continued walking forward.

Not long after, Zhao Yang encountered the second blood spirit tree.

The level of this blood spirit tree has reached the sixth rank, and the fruits it bears are of the fifth rank and fourth rank.

Just when Zhao Yang was hesitating whether to pick two or not, there was a sound of footsteps coming from a distance, and then six figures walked towards this side.

"Sixth Grade Blood Spirit Tree."

"Get rich."

"I didn't expect it to be so easy

A rank-six Blood Spirit Tree? "

But those monks immediately noticed Zhao Yang under the tree.

Their eyes suddenly became alert.

"Young master, can you give us a fifth-grade blood spirit fruit?" A young man wearing a square scarf said after considering his words.

After all, Zhao Yang saw this blood spirit tree first.

"Brother, why bother to be polite to him? Didn't he not collect blood spiritual fruit? Then the virtuous will live there." A girl standing next to the young man said with some dissatisfaction.

The girl was wearing a goose-yellow long dress, and she smelled good, but she looked a little delicate.

"Shut up, I saw it first, the Blood Spirit Tree belongs to them." The young man yelled at the girl.

The girl burst into tears with grievance, "Brother, you yell at me."

The young man apologized to Zhao Yang, "My little sister is stubborn, please don't take it to heart."

Zhao Yang took off a fifth-rank blood spirit fruit and threw it to the young man.

The young man showed a look of surprise, "Thank you. My son, I am Fang Zhengguo from the Fang family of Heixuanyu, and this is my younger sister Fang Xiaoyu." As for the rest, they are the guards of the two of them.

"My surname is Zhao." Zhao Yang said concisely.

"Are you still a big shot?" Fang Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Yang angrily.

She thinks that we have declared ourselves, but you just say your surname is Zhao?

What do you mean?

Look down on us?

Zhao Yang ignored Fang Xiaoyu, but took the plant

All the trees were picked off.

"My lord, the value of these blood spirit fruits is too high, shall we just give up?" At this time, a guard sent voice transmission to Fang Zhengguo.

"Aren't you clear about what I just said?" Fang Zhengguo glanced at the guard.

The guard took a step back and lowered his head.

At this time, Fang Zhengguo noticed that Zhao Yang was going to go deep and hurriedly shouted, "Young Master Zhao, it is almost late at night, and the strength of the resentful spirits will skyrocket. For the sake of safety, let's stay here first." .”

"It's good for you to stay here." Zhao Yang put down these words and walked forward.

After pondering for a while, Fang Zhengguo said, "Let's follow."

"My lord, didn't you just say that it's not suitable to travel now?" A guard asked hastily.

"I'm worried that he's in danger." Fang Zhengguo pointed in Zhao Yang's direction.

"What do we care about his egomaniac?" Fang Xiaoyu muttered.

"Since we met, please help if you can." Fang Zhengguo glared at Fang Xiaoyu, "You have been spoiled all these years."

Fang Xiaoyu didn't dare to talk back.

Fang Zhengguo quickly led the crowd to chase in Zhao Yang's direction.

But after chasing and chasing, he lost Zhao Yang's trace.

"Where did he go?" Fang Xiaoyu looked around and muttered.

When Fang Zhengguo was about to say something, he felt a chilling aura, which made all the hairs on his body burst.

(End of this chapter)