"Okay, take a credit!"

After Su Ziyang finished speaking, he took everyone to the square.

After that, the statue of the god was erected.

"Buzz ......"

The ground trembled, and the dust exploded.

A statue of the god was erected 10,000 meters high.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as long as the experience gained while cultivating, the god statue can be divided into five percent.

After doing this, Su Ziyang looked at the young man in white, "What's your name?" ”

"Back to the sect master, my name is Yang Ziqiang!" The young man in white replied.

"Okay, from today onwards, you will be the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect." Su Ziyang said.

Hearing this, Yang Ziqiang's face changed greatly.

Kneeling down, "Sect Master, how can the disciple be able to take on such a great responsibility." ”

"I say you can do it, you can do it! If you are not convinced, you can stand up! ”

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

Yang Ziqiang was helped up by Su Ziyang, standing tremblingly beside Su Ziyang, not even daring to raise his head.

Su Ziyang opened the system panel and began to strengthen the creeps.

He waved his right hand, and a ray of light flew out of Su Ziyang's palm and went straight into Yang Ziqiang's body.

"Click......"

In just an instant, Yang Ziqiang went from reaching the realm of Wuzun.

Immediately afterwards, there is a first-class martial artist.

Second-grade martial arts.

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 this scene blankly, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

The look of consternation was indescribable.

With a wave of his hand, people broke through one after another.

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

Isn't he human? Is it a God who came down to the world?

At this thought, all 12 people knelt down.

He buried his head in the ground, and his body trembled.

The look of awe, words are hard to describe.

In the end, Yang Ziqiang realm reached the realm of martial ancestors.

Here, it can be regarded as a strong party.

With the increase in strength, Yang Ziqiang's momentum has completely changed.

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

"The grace of the predecessors, self-improvement is unforgettable, from today onwards, as long as you give an order, you will go to the soup and go to the fire." Yang Ziqiang said.

"That's not necessary, from today onwards, you will serve as the sect master, carry forward the Heavenly Sword Sect, swallow up all the surrounding sects, and kill those who do not accept it!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, Senpai!"

Yang Ziqiang clenched his fists.

"Here, there is a secret method called Wuji Ice, you have to pass it on and let every disciple learn it!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang made a little right hand and passed the Wuji Ice Seal to Yang Ziqiang.

"Yes, Senpai!"

Yang Ziqiang clenched his fists again.

"Okay, next, it's all up to you, take care of it." Su Ziyang said.

"Congratulations to the seniors!"

Yang Ziqiang clenched his fists and bent over, watching Su Ziyang go.

Then, he turned around, looked at the people who were kneeling on the ground, and said, "From today on, I am the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who is not convinced?" ”

With a sweep of his eyes, both the disciples and the elders knelt down one after another.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

"Flat!"

"Sect Master Xie!"

"From today onwards, everyone will have to 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 these words came out, everyone's faces were full of joy.

One by one, they all lined up in a long line and began to learn about the Infinite Ice.

……

……

The Ghost Sword Sect is in a dark valley.

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

The sky was dark, and the sun could not shine.

In the valley, there was even more 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 also shook out from the valley and rushed away.

In the distance, on a mountain peak, there was a figure standing, he was Su Ziyang.

After Su Ziyang glanced at it a few times, he used his divine eye and began to scan.

After a moment, retract your gaze.

The corners of his mouth raised a smile that seemed to be absent, "It's really good to build the sect underground." ”

After speaking, Su Ziyang's figure flashed, and he appeared in the valley in an instant.

Then, with a slight wave of his right hand, a hole was revealed on the ground, and Su Ziyang took advantage of the situation to drill into it.

Coming to the ground is like coming to another world.

Sword Forest, Wasteland......

The disciples who flew in the sword forest, and the disciples who sat in the barren mound......

Everyone must cultivate seriously and work extremely hard.

"Who is bold, dare to break into my Ghost Sword Sect!"

At this time, there was a loud shout, and immediately after, a figure galloped in front of Su Ziyang.

He was wearing a ghost mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

On his body, he has the aura of martial arts, and it seems that he is a strong man.

"Definitely! I'm here to learn the art of tracking, so I'm here to call your sect master, and I'll talk to him in detail!" Su Ziyang said.

The words have just ended.

But when he saw that Gu Nan had already moved.

"Whew......"

A small black sword, piercing the void, appeared directly in the back of Su Ziyang's head.

"Buzz ......"

It stabbed down.

"Ding......

There was a sound, and the small black sword directly cracked open and exploded into powder.

"This ......"

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

"I'll discuss things with you sincerely, and as soon as I come up, I'll fight and kill, okay?"

"I'm patient, that's limited."

Su Ziyang's voice spread throughout the Ghost Sword Sect.

At this moment, no matter who it is, no matter what it is, they all open their eyes at the same time and let go of the affairs in their hands.

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

There are not many of them, about five hundred people, and each of them exudes an ancestor-level atmosphere.

There are even a few of them, directly reaching the realm of the Nine Rank Martial Ancestors.

The breath that shattered everything made people's scalps tingle.

However, Su Ziyang was unmoved.

With an expression that allows you to do everything, I stand still.

"Little guy, seeing that you are young, you dare to trespass on my Ghost Sword Sect, it seems that I don't take the ghost old man in my eyes?"

A red-haired old man stood up and looked at Su Ziyang, his voice cold.

"Don't dare."

The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth raised, "Before coming down, I was talking about a deal." ”

"Buying and selling? What to buy and sell? The red-haired old man asked.

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

"Haha......"

The red-haired old man laughed out loud, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

"Tracking is a secret art, how can you buy it if you say you can buy it!"

"That is, this kind of secret technique, even if it is a disciple of this sect, will not be easily passed on to them."

"Get out, if you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude!"

After speaking, more than 500 old people were full of breath.

The threat is extremely strong.

……