Ancient fairy doctors in the city

At this time, the elders of the major forces rushed here one after another.

Seeing that two disciples were missing, Qingqian asked, "What happened?"

"Blame me as the captain for not doing a good job." Long Shuang'er said with gloomy eyes.

"Where are their bodies?" Qingqian asked again.

"It's in my universe bag." Zhao Yang said at this time.

"Let's go back first." Qingqian said.

"Wait a minute." Qingqian led Zhao Yang and others to leave when she was stopped by an expert from the Sand Clan, "Why didn't Tu Jun'an from our Sand Clan come out?"

"Why didn't Tu Jun'an of your Sand Clan come out? What does it have to do with us?" Qingqian said angrily.

"Where's Jiu Hongshuo of our Nine-headed Bird Clan?" A master of the Nine-Headed Bird Clan looked at Qingqian angrily and asked.

"You suspect that their deaths have something to do with us?" Zhao Yang sneered.

"They have the same alchemy strength, so why did Long Xiaolian, Leng Qingqiu, and Long Shuang'er come out alive, while Jiu Hongshuo and Tu Junan died inside?" the Sha tribe's master shouted questioned.

"You should ask Shengdan Pavilion." Zhao Yang said lightly.

Hearing that the eyes of the experts of the Sha Clan showed fear.

"I need you to give us an explanation?"

"What if we don't give it?" Zhao Yang stepped forward and said, "What about you Sha Clan?"

"You human race is too arrogant." The master of the Sha clan pointed at Zhao Yang angrily.

"Even if the human race declines, it's not comparable to your sand clan?" Zhao Yang snorted coldly.

"Anyway, if you don't give us an explanation today, you don't want to leave here." The master of the nine-headed bird clan said through gritted teeth.

"Then call someone." Zhao Yang said indifferently.

Qingqian immediately contacted Chu Haoran from Haoran Holy Land.

The masters of the Nine-headed Bird Clan contacted the Saints of the Nine-Headed Birds, and the masters of the Sand Clan also contacted the Saints of the Sand Clan.

After a while, the three saints tore the sky and came here.

"You human race need to give us an explanation?" The nine-headed bird saint said aggressively.

"First, whether Jiu Hongshuo was killed by our human race, you don't have any evidence; second, if you say you want an explanation, we need an explanation? Do you think your nine-headed bird clan is very noble?" Chu Haoran was a little arrogant said.

"What if we add our Sand Clan?" The saint of the Sand Clan is an old man in a hemp robe.

"You two should attack together." Chu Haoran said proudly with his hands behind his back.

The saint of the Sand Clan flashed his eyes and said, "I just want to know what happened in the fourth test?"

"You want to know? I'm going to tell you? Why?" Zhao Yang seemed to have heard the best joke in the world.

"Because I am a saint." The saint of the Sand tribe narrowed his eyes and said.

"I don't know if I can know the original art of your Sand Clan with the sword talisman seal of the seventh general in my hand?" Zhao Yang said tit for tat.

"You...?" The saint of the Sand Clan choked for a moment.

"You don't need to say it, but I don't believe that you Sand Clan are tough, and I will kill them one by one." When Zhao Yang said this, his face was full of murderous intent.

"Zhao Yang, I just want to know what happened? Is it necessary for you to be so aggressive?" The sage of the Sand Clan softened his tone.

"I just want to know the original technique of your Sand Clan, is it so difficult?" Zhao Yang replied.

The sage of the Sand Clan fell silent, and said after a while, "How can you tell what happened?"

"Actually, you must know that this matter has nothing to do with our human race, but you are using your power to force me to tell the story." Zhao Yang said flatly, "I can tell you what happened, but you must Show your sincerity."

"How do you ensure that what you said is true?" the saint of the nine-headed bird clan said in a deep voice.

"You will know later whether what I said is true or not?" Zhao Yang changed the subject at this point, "But I need to see your sincerity."

"What kind of sincerity do you want?" the saint of the Sand Clan asked.

"The top ten resources." Zhao Yang said lightly, "No matter what the ranking is, you need to give me one."

"The top ten are too precious." The saint of the Sand tribe shook his head and said, "I can consider the top twenty to top ten."

"In this way, the top fifteen resources."

"Yes." The sage of the Sand Clan pondered for a moment and threw a brocade box to Zhao Yang, "This is Xi Ruohua, ranked No.14."

After Zhao Yang checked it out, he contacted the Evergreen Lantern.

"Look, is there any problem?"

The Evergreen Lantern inspected it and replied, "No problem."

In fact, the saints of the Sand Clan did not dare to play tricks on this matter, and Chu Haoran was not just a show.

The sage of the nine-headed bird clan threw a brocade box to Zhao Yang, "The brocade box contains Luo Fengcao, ranked No.13."

Zhao Yang checked again as usual before looking in the direction of Shengdan Pavilion.

"Senior, you'd better announce the assessment of the fourth level, I can't take the blame for nothing." Zhao Yang said in a deep voice.

After Zhao Yang's voice fell, the old man in white shirt appeared.

But at this moment, he was surrounded by a strong evil spirit, which made Chu Haoran and others show fear.

"I believe you can guess where I come from from the breath on my body?" The old man in white shirt said with a smile, "That's right, I'm from the restricted area."

The words "restricted area" fell and all the strong players present changed their colors.

The word restricted area is too heavy.

"Now I'm announcing the picture of the fourth level assessment." Following the words of the old man in white shirt, a picture appeared in mid-air.

In the picture is the scene where Zhao Yang and others have just set foot on the fourth test.

After two quarters of an hour passed like this, the expressions of the monks present all changed.

"The toxicity tripled every half-quarter of an hour."

"If calculated in this way, the final toxicity will reach more than 2000 times."

"Who can survive?"

"Is this simply not giving you a way out?"

As time passed, everyone noticed that Zhao Yang was always analyzing the properties of the medicine. Long Wushuang, Bai Xiaolian, and Leng Qingqiu asked Zhao Yang for help twice, and Zhao Yang gave them the spirit of alchemy every time.

When they saw Jiu Hongshuo and Tu Jun'an begging Zhao Yang for help, but Zhao Yang treated them indifferently, the Nine-headed Bird Clan and the Sha Clan immediately became angry.

"Zhao Yang, why didn't you save him?" asked the sage of the Sand Clan.

Zhao Yang snorted coldly, "Who am I? Am I obligated to save him?"

The saint of the Sand Clan didn't know how to refute for a while?

And when the time came to the last quarter of an hour, the toxicity of the poisonous gas increased tenfold in an instant, Bai Xiaolian, Long Wushuang, and Leng Qingqiu were all poisoned, not to mention, they begged Zhao Yang not to save them again, their feelings is complicated.