The white fox suddenly blushed when Zhao Yan said this, and his lowered little head followed Zhao Yan's side, and the little daughter was full of shame, which was very pitiful.

Everyone looked at her appearance and laughed at the same time.

Wang Zheng said sincerely: "What do you want?"

Zhao Yan glanced at Mu Sanyan and Yang Zhaiming.

Mu Sanyan said: "My senior brother and I still have something to do, this time it is considered a free labor for your kid, remember to pay it back in the future." ”

Yang Zhai Ming smiled together and said, "After this is over, it is indeed time to separate." ”

Wang Zheng nodded solemnly and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, Xi'er and I are also preparing to leave, do you have any plans?"

Zhao Yan hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry about anything else, I have to take down the resources that are being plundered in the Spirit Sect, maybe there will be a good harvest, in this way, white fox, you follow Brother Wang and Xiao Xi to leave first, and I will go to meet you after a while." ”

The white fox frowned, obviously not wanting to leave, but when he saw Zhao Yan's unacceptable appearance, he immediately softened.

Zhao Yan and Wang Zheng exchanged a few words, then said goodbye and left, unfolded the mysterious footwork, and galloped towards the direction of the Spirit Sect Sword Casting Hall, the body was extremely fast, and almost instantly, it disappeared from the end of sight.

Wang Zheng looked at Zhao Yan's distant back, and said with emotion: "Senior Brother Zhao just made a move to deal with the Spirit Sect cultivators, he was very casual, and he didn't do his best at all, so he really treated Shibei with admiration for three days!"

Yang Xi also nodded and said, "Husband is short of breath?"

Wang Zheng glared at Yang Xi and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, I, Wang Zheng, am not a person who easily admits defeat, don't you know what your husband's behavior is? Wait! Sooner or later, I will rebuild the Covering Sea Sect!"

The two whispered a few words and left the Spirit Sect Dao Palace with the white fox.

The qi of heaven and earth in Zhao Yan's body surged, the mysterious Dao pattern flashed, and the figure flashed, and it directly swept out more than ten zhang away, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and a layer of air film appeared in front of him.

Zhao Yan's heart suddenly moved, put away the qi of heaven and earth, and turned to move forward at a normal pace.

As a result, Zhao Yan's speed suddenly slowed down.

The Spirit Sect Sword Forging Hall is no longer a complete building now.

The dilapidated and collapsed wall, like the ruins of a hill, can vaguely distinguish that this was originally a magnificent palace, the bluestone paving in the Sword Casting Hall, the dormitory, the practice ground and other areas, you can also see traces, and the area is also like a sect atmosphere, which shows the prosperity of the Sword Casting Hall at its peak.

Although it is only a hall, the scale is not small.

When Zhao Yan arrived, there were thousands of immortal cultivators coming and going, and more than half of the immortal cultivators who had entered the Spirit Sect Dao Palace had already arrived.

Most of the immortal cultivators would rush to the Spirit Sect Sword Casting Hall as soon as possible to find the acquired treasures.

Not long after Zhao Yan came to the Sword Casting Hall, he saw a group of Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivators, almost hundreds of them gathered together, all of them in black strong clothes were extremely conspicuous, and their eyes were cold looking at the Immortal Cultivators who came and went.

Zhao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The Spirit Sect has now become like this, and the remaining immortal cultivators of the Spirit Sect are still so unified here, Zhao Yan subconsciously thought that there was some kind of treasure in this place, but for the time being, he didn't know what plans they had brewing, and when they were going to make a move.

Zhao Yan's murderous intent was well hidden, but it was still felt by one of the Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivators who had been engraved three times, this person seemed to be the leader of this group of Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivators, he turned his head sideways and stared at Zhao Yan coldly.

Zhao Yan naturally looked at him without fear for a while, and felt the strength of the other party in his heart.

However, no matter how strong he is, Zhao Yan is confident that he will be suppressed.

With Zhao Yan's current strength, he can suppress almost all the Seal Immortal Cultivators.

Zhao Yan is worried that there is no reason to make a move against the Spirit Sect immortal cultivators, he can't target this group of people for the sake of a guess in his heart, if this person doesn't open his eyes, Zhao Yan will not hesitate to kill him!

The Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator walked slowly towards Zhao Yan, and hundreds of Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivators followed silently behind him, and the atmosphere here suddenly became depressing.

Hundreds of Spirit Sect cultivators, their movements were neat, their eyes were cold, and their faces were not kind to Zhao Yan, this group of people themselves had an overwhelming momentum, which was unmatched.

In other words, an ordinary immortal cultivator couldn't help the other party's gaze for a long time, and avoided it early, how could one person be the enemy of a hundred people.

But Zhao Yan is a weed in the mountains, and he has cultivated the qi of Taoism, and he has been mixed between life and death all the year round, and he has cultivated a sword-wielding person, who would rather bend than bend!

Zhao Yan's expression was as usual, his eyes were like a pool of calm lake water, bottomless, undisturbed, and he looked at the group of Spirit Sect cultivators who were walking slowly.

There were immortal cultivators next to him who noticed the strangeness here, and they were all slightly surprised, and some of the immortal cultivators of the same sect were discussing together.

The Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator at the head walked in front of Zhao Yan and suddenly stopped, followed by hundreds of Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivators who also stopped at the same time, neatly terrifying.

Not to mention Zhao Yan, who was directly opposite the hundreds of Spirit Sect immortal cultivators.

This is a kind of confrontation of momentum and will, using the rise and fall of footsteps to turn this invisible suppression into tangible.

Zhao Yan was calm and calm, gently pinching the hilt of the Zhijian at his waist, and looked ahead without saying a word, as if the more than 100 people in front of him were not worth mentioning.

Zhao Yan's seemingly ordinary actions skillfully dissolved the suppression of the other party's momentum, and the whole person exuded an arrogant and uninhibited atmosphere.

The onlookers couldn't help but be heartbroken, and they all secretly admired, and many more immortal cultivators had beautiful eyes rippling with color, looking at Zhao Yan with great interest.

With the strength of one person, Zhao Yan stubbornly withstood the pressure of hundreds of Spirit Sect cultivators, without retreating half a step, without any fear.

At this moment, the onlookers felt at the same time that Zhao Yan was standing there, but the power he represented was enough to shake the hundreds of Spirit Sect immortal cultivators. It seems so ridiculous, yet so real.

The Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator and Zhao Yan secretly fought a move, but they ended in failure, and their momentum was weakened invisibly.

A grim smile escaped from the corner of the Spirit Sect cultivator's mouth, and he said, "It's a little interesting, who are you?"

Zhao Yan smiled coldly, still silent, his face sank like water, and he did not answer the Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator.

The Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator shook his head and chuckled: "Looking at your strength, among the younger generation of Immortal Cultivators, I'm afraid it's not a nameless person, in the Lower Spirit Sect Li Chen, how about making friends with me?"

"Hehe, I think you think you think highly of me, I am a nobody among the younger generation, there are countless young immortal cultivators who are more powerful than me, I'm afraid you are sitting in the well and watching the sky", Zhao Yan said lightly: "As for making friends, I'm not interested." ”