On the Holy Lord Peak, Zhao Xiaofeng calmly greeted the ladies of the martial arts powerhouses, talking about various big and small things in the Northern Spirit Land.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap outside the Sacred Valley, and a black crack appeared in the sky, and a huge flying car slowly flew out of the crack.

The strong momentum spread, several Jindan period powerhouses stood in front of the flying car, and the rest of the powerhouses were even more numerous, full of powerhouses of the flying car, they looked at the holy valley curiously, talking to each other.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood up, now that the Sacred Valley Formation was completely level seven, even if these strong men attacked together, he was confident to resist it, and even had the power to counterattack.

Through the void, Zhao Xiaofeng saw Ye Jie's figure, smiled, and stopped the idea of summoning the puppet.

In the past half a year, Zhao Xiaofeng has already gathered enough million points, but he has not communicated with a higher-level skill, and he doesn't know if the highest-level skill is golden, or his points are not enough to search for higher-level skills.

didn't bother with higher-level skills, Zhao Xiaofeng was dizzy with golden skills alone, and he also exchanged three golden skills for most of the year.

The first to exchange is the puppet technique, which can make up to seventh-level puppets, the higher the level of the puppet, the higher the spiritual intelligence, but they don't have their own thoughts, they just obey the orders of the controller desperately, in order to collect the materials for making puppets, Zhao Xiaofeng also deviated from most of the Northern Spirit Land, and now there are two seventh-level puppets and a number of sixth-level puppets.

These puppets are the essence of the Sacred Valley, Zhao Xiaofeng is their first controller, and the other elders also have relatively certain command authority.

The flying car landed outside the Sacred Valley, and several Jindan period warriors took the lead and walked into the Sacred Valley with a strong man.

Seeing that they had no malicious intent, the disciples outside did not stop them.

However, after all, he was a strong man in the Jindan period, and Zhao Xiaofeng had to be cautious, jumped down, and fell in front of them.

"There is little wind. ”

In the crowd, Ye Jie greeted Zhao Xiaofeng.

Zhao Xiaofeng nodded lightly, and then looked at the few Jindan stage martial artists.

"This is the Lord of the Sacred Valley, right?" said a white-bearded old man looking at Zhao Xiaofeng and smiling.

"Exactly," Zhao Xiaofeng hugged his fists with a smile on his face, "How many people haven't been consulted yet?"

"Great Elder of the Orthosis Sword Sect," the white-bearded old man replied first.

“......”

After talking, Zhao Xiaofeng understood their intentions.

In front of the main hall, Zhao Xiaofeng listened to their words and fell into deep thought.

PS:This chapter will be rewritten tomorrow.,Chatted with family video all night.,My head is messed up.,I can't update it today.,This chapter was originally going to be deleted.,I thought of breaking it without JJ.,It's better to reluctantly change it.。

Above, an apology from a person who can't hit the street anymore, I don't know how many people can see here......