"Hand it over now, I'll let you go crisply!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at Zhao Yang, who finally showed a frightened face, and was a little proud.

Zhao Yang tilted his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and snorted: "Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous, wantonly killing people and seizing treasures in Johor Bahru City!"

"Hehe, who am I, I'll know when you're dead!"

The middle-aged man took two steps forward, looked at Zhao Yang in front of him, and laughed coldly: "It seems that you are still unwilling, but it doesn't matter, it's the same if I do it myself!"

Seeing that the other party stretched out a finger and pointed straight towards his eyebrows, obviously preparing for his own life, Zhao Yang couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to cultivate to the third order, why bother!"

Looking at the pity in Zhao Yang's eyes, the middle-aged man's heart tightened, but thinking that the other party had been trapped by his own combat skill "Dragon Binding Rope", his heart was relieved again, he sneered, and the fingers in his hand sped up: "A little first-order, you dare to speak out in front of me!

"Really?"

Zhao Yang was tied to his right hand, which could not move on one side of his body, and gently opened it.

Just when the middle-aged man finally sensed that something was wrong, Zhao Yang opened his mouth lightly and said clearly: "Go!"

Then the middle-aged man saw a flower in front of him, and a brick smashed his head.

Pity this third-order master, he was slapped by this brick and rolled his eyes.

As the middle-aged man's eyes widened and he fell straight to the ground, Zhao Yang loosened, and the invisible rope that originally bound him disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Yang leaned over and looked at the middle-aged man with round eyes but empty eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

It is worthy of Fantianyin, the controller of the third order, and it is also said that if you turn it over, you will turn it over, not bad.

Stretched out his hand and searched the middle-aged man's whole body, only to find a thousand dollars and a short knife two feet long.

"So poor?"

Zhao Yang frowned, looked at the middle-aged man with empty eyes, raised his hand, and the brick appeared in his hand, and gently patted the middle-aged man's forehead again.

The middle-aged man trembled, and his eyes, which had been unresponsive, trembled slightly, as if he had faintly gained some sense.

"Who are you?"

"I am... Yang Qinglong!" The middle-aged man replied in a demented manner like a robot.

"Yang Qinglong?" Zhao Yang frowned, he really hadn't heard of this person, so he said again: "Why did you find me?"

The middle-aged man said stiffly: "Yes... In the meeting, you... Body ....... There may be a treasure!President ...... Let...... I'll wait...... There's a chance to get started....... Detective!"

"President?"

Zhao Yang was slightly surprised, although he had already made such preparations to be targeted when he made the move, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

And the shot is such a third-order master.

You must know that the awakened people above the third order can be regarded as middle and high rank, and even the captain of the pioneer team is generally only the third order.

This is still a meeting, those who shoot casually are all third-order, is the president there fourth-order? or fifth-order?

A fine layer of sweat couldn't help but come out on his forehead, and he inhaled gently, Zhao Yang continued to ask in a deep voice, "What are you guys, and who is the president?"

"Beau... I don't know, I don......'t know."

"Peach Club?"

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but want to laugh a little, did this group of people still think they were immortals......? The Queen Mother?

But as soon as this smile rose, it froze, and there was a hint of ominous meaning in my heart.

He had chatted with Qingfeng Yu Linyue and others, and learned that the awakened people in the New World were currently divided into nine orders, and the awakened people in New Mountain City were mostly the first and second orders.

The number of orders above the third order has been greatly reduced, and the fourth order to the fifth order is already almost the top level existence in Xinshan City.

However, it is said that once he crosses the sixth order, he will transcend the mundane and be different from ordinary awakened people, and he will be a half-immortal level.

The speaker of the Supreme Council is said to be a half-immortal.

The upper seven orders are roughly the Earth Immortal Level, the eighth Order is the Heavenly Immortal Level, and the ninth Order is the Golden Immortal Level.

This peach club, is it possible that there is a half-immortal among them?

No......

Yu Qiangfeng, the commander of Nancheng Wei, is only a fourth-order, and the speaker is only a sixth-order, how can Pan Tao have a half-immortal?

"What level is your guild leader?" Zhao Yang took a deep breath and asked nervously.

"I don't know...... Occupy... Say it could be...... Half immortal, but I think it's five... Steps......"

"Fifth Order?" Although he just felt it, it also made Zhao Yang secretly relieved, if it was really a half-immortal, it would be too scary.

At the moment, after thinking about it, I continued to inquire about the situation of this peach club.

After asking about the situation, Zhao Yang was also shocked.

This Pan Tao Society is a secret organization, which meets irregularly every month, and wears masks and robes during the meeting, and no one knows who the members are except for the president and a few high-ranking people.

There are not many members in this organization, probably only about a dozen or twenty people, but the lowest ones are all above the third order.

Such an organization, and all of them are of such a high level, being targeted by these people, Zhao Yang's forehead is also a little sweaty.

But fortunately, this Pan Tao Club didn't deliberately stare at himself, but just mentioned it in passing, otherwise he would really be targeted, Zhao Yang felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to live his life.

took out these things he wanted, Zhao Yang didn't continue to ask, and he didn't have the idea of digging people's nests;

At that moment, it was directly a brick slapped on the door of this guy's head, and his soul disappeared.

But as this brick went down, Zhao Yang clearly felt that an unprecedentedly powerful cool aura poured into the brick, and then it was fed back into his body.

Suddenly, I only felt an extremely comfortable feeling pouring into my body, and my whole body suddenly fluttered, and even Zhao Yang couldn't help but make some strange sounds.

After a while, Zhao Yang, who was intoxicated, let out a long sigh of relief and woke up.

Thinking back to Fang Cai's fluttering feeling, Zhao Yang couldn't help but bared his teeth, getting rid of a third-order, it was so cool, I was afraid that it would be easy to get addicted if it went on like this!

didn't bother to stay longer at the moment, just turned around and left.

Anyway, although this person seems to be alive for the time being, without his soul, he is like a vegetative person, there is no possibility of awakening, and he will not live long.

As for trying to determine when this guy's soul is gone, it's basically impossible. Because people are still alive, unlike the autopsy, you can roughly judge the time of death.

In such a remote corner, it is estimated that no one will find out until early in the morning.

In this way, Zhao Yang is naturally not worried, through this someone can find out about himself.

Under the strong pressure of the bricks, even those divination or pointing and tracking skills and spells should have absolutely no effect.

As for his appearance in the West City.

Now there are so many people in this West City, so chaotic, people die everywhere every day, and it is a little strange to die on a third-order level.

But he was killed quietly, and this must be at least a fourth-order or even fifth-order strength, which has nothing to do with his own family.

Zhao Yang next went straight to Nancheng.

Since they all killed people, then run away quickly, and they are still messing around in Xicheng, which is easy to be involved with others.

Stepping into the southern city, Zhao Yang was relaxed.

He is Nanchengwei, and now Nanchengwei's brothers are in a hurry for this evil spirit and evil thing.

As a colleague, this late night without sleep to help can be regarded as doing his best.

Now that he has confirmed that it is the little things he thinks are doing the trick, Zhao Yang directly searched for this thing.

Most of this thing was smuggled in by those golden eagle cloud eagles and the like on the day of the beast tide.

The size is not large, the intelligence is quite high, the speed is fast, and the attack is not weak. It is especially good at concealment and sneak attacks, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to find its traces.

Even if you are an awakened person, once you don't pay attention, you can easily be sneak attacked.

It is not easy for Zhao Yang to find this thing, the only thing is that this thing has a special taste, and it is difficult for people who are not extremely sensitive to smell and perception to find it.

But Zhao Yang wandered around Nancheng for half the night, and easily killed an evil spirit, but he never smelled that special smell again.

This couldn't help but make Zhao Yang a little depressed.

But seeing that it was already four or five o'clock in the morning, those little things should have almost gone back to hiding, so Zhao Yang turned back to the inner city.

Zhao Yang, who was still sleeping for two hours and lying back on the bed, only then did he remember to see today's harvest.

The two evil spirits contributed a lot of Yin Soul Sand, which was just used to refine the nourishing incense that was already scarce.

Then the red mountain was dyed with a faint black at this moment.

And it occupies about one-fifth of the mountain, and it is estimated that the alien beast killed a few days ago, plus the two evil spirits and this third-order master, can complete the transformation of about one-fifth, and the harvest is not small.

You know, this should be more and more difficult to rise to the back, and now there can be one-fifth of the progress, and it is estimated that this third-order master has played a great role.

As for the value on the trunk, it would have made a big difference.

Power: 2.8/3.9

Dexterity: 3.2/4.5

Constitution: 3.9/4.0

Response: 3.3/4.1

Perceptual: 3.9/4.2

Will: 2.9/3.9

Psionics: 3.8/6.8

In just one night, the limit values of all categories jumped up by at least 0.2-0.3, and the psionic value directly increased by 0.5.

The distance to the level of advancement is only 0.1 strength and 0.1 will.

Looking at the values in front of him, Zhao Yang was stunned for a while.

This kills a third-order, there are such great benefits, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it's really easy to become addictive.

Reaching out and touching his nose, Zhao Yang laughed dryly, no matter what, thank you, it seems that as long as you get three main materials, then you can almost consider breaking through the realm and advancing to the next level.

At that moment, his hand shook slightly, and the only item he had gained today, the short knife about two feet long, also appeared in his hand.

This is the most valuable thing on Yang Qinglong's body.

As soon as this knife appeared, a faint chill overflowed, and under the moonlight, it was like a pool of autumn water, which was extremely sharp.

And on the handle of the knife, there was a thumb-sized red spar, and as Zhao Yang injected spiritual energy, a ray of red light instantly gushed out on the blade.

"Spiritual Machine!"

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up, and he looked at the handle carefully, and he could see that this row of delicate small characters was indeed engraved on it: "Spirit Machinery Institute D00211." ”

Sure enough, it is a spiritual knife produced by the spiritual weapon, once it is injected with spiritual energy, it will have the effect of breaking the evil edge, and if you take it out and sell it, it can be sold for at least 200,000 or 300,000 yuan.

Today's trip is really not a loss.

But looking at this knife, Zhao Yang was a little annoyed, with a mark, this knife is afraid that it will not be easy to sell if he wants to.

Otherwise, it is easy to be traced.

I didn't bother to think about it at the moment, so I reached out and threw the knife into the space, waiting for the opportunity to deal with it later.