Three years, the experience in the small world, for Yang Zheng, it was like a hellish trip.

In the sect, he is called the pride of heaven by his peers, and in terms of cultivation, his qualifications are rare in the sky, although he is not a lone spirit root monk, but in terms of comprehension, he is far higher than his fellow disciples!

What it takes others years or even decades to comprehend, he can comprehend in a year at most, and he can immediately comprehend it in his heart, and even add it to his derivation.

Valued by Qingyun Ancestor, the disciples in the sect are secretly called Zongzi, and they are the future masters of the Aoki Sect, but with such a dazzling aura, in the small world, they are stripped naked by life.

"Fortunately, Wei Xin didn't get any better!" During the period of recuperating in the small world, he learned about what happened behind him from the middle-aged man, and his heart was much better, with Wei Xin's qualifications as a golden linggen, he was also as defeated as himself.

The other person was even more miserable, coming from the Demon Cultivation Continent, a rare Lei Xiu in ancient times, the result was that he died, leaving no trace!

No matter how miserable he and Wei Xin are, at least there is still life, and there is still a chance for Dongshan to rise, if time comes, if they can cultivate to the Yuanying realm, it is not certain who is whose prey!

The three major sects in the Zhongyuan Continent have similar endings, and when they return to the sect, although there will be punishments, at least in the eyes of the ancestors, the Aoki Sect is no worse than the other two!

"Cultivate to Yuanying, hum! I will double the shame I received that day!" With this thought, Yang Zheng opened his eyes.

In his eyes, in an area miles away, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and his eyes swept quickly. There are only about 40 people!

At the beginning, hundreds of thousands of people entered the small world, and in the end, only these people came out of it, Yang Zheng shrank his eyebrows slightly, what the old turtle said was really right, this small world, the place where the monks are buried!

After frowning, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly searched for the figure that disgusted him!

When the light curtain disappears, the figure in it is revealed. Most people are basically lit up with their feet. Dash into the distance!

You can't stay here for long, and the people who can survive in the small world are quite cautious people who know the crisis that exists here!

Threat from Haixiu. It's more of a threat from those who come out alive.

The fastest one. There was an abrupt stop. In front of him, there was a flash of light, and his body walked quickly. Encountering unimaginable resistance, he immediately stopped.

In the great change of his face, he used all his strength, but there was only a slight flash of light in front of him, and under all his strength, it was still the same, and the figure could not move forward.

"Oh no! This place is surrounded!" exclaimed someone on the other side.

"Who are they? They are all people who have survived in the small world, why do they need to do this!" exclaimed.

"No, it is impossible for a person who has entered the small world to have such a powerful cultivation, is it ...... Could it be that the Yuanying Monk is here!?" After a moment of panic, someone quickly reacted, and his face suddenly turned white.

"Hum ......" a cold snort, I don't know where it came from, echoing in all directions.

Although the voice was small, it made people's eardrums almost deaf for a moment, and the person on the flying sword shook and crumbled.

The coercion is so strong that it is like a thousand heavy things approaching the body in an instant, making people irresistible and their knees weak.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sound of falling water, in the small world, most people are already exhausted, out of the small world, in the face of such coercion, there is no room for resistance, one after another.

Even after falling into the water, his breathing was still rapid, his chest was tight, and he could barely breathe.

"Ah! what a primordial monk!"

"What are you going to do, did you just come out of the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den again!"

......

In the struggle, panic abounded.

"Yang Zheng, what the hell is going on!" The void shook, and a blurred figure of an old man appeared in the sky.

The old man was dressed in a green shirt, with silver hair, a ruddy complexion, a pair of dark eyes, as deep as the sea, and a majesty of no anger on his face, which made people dare not look sideways.

At this time, he looked at a figure in front of him that was swaying on a flying sword.

The figure gritted its teeth, its eyes were red, and its body was shaking, as if its whole body was exerting force, confronting the immense pressure imposed on its body, unwilling to give in.

At this moment, he heard the voice, and his figure shook violently, and he lost his strength suddenly, and fell on the flying sword under his feet.

Seeing Yang Zheng's appearance, the old man's face eased, and his sleeves were windless, and suddenly, a cadre felt that the boulder pressing on his heart had been removed.

"Ancestor, really Ancestor!" Yang Zheng struggled to stand up, his eyes looked towards the place where the voice came from, and his face, which was already flushed, became more and more red like blood.

"The disciple visits the ancestor, the disciple is ashamed, let the ancestor come in person, the sin is unforgivable!" Yang Zheng didn't dare to slack off, he shook the flying sword and stepped forward, his body was completely prostrate on the sword, and he didn't dare to move.

He really didn't expect that as soon as he came out of the small world, he would meet the ancestor, this is the Qingyun ancestor of the sect, the ancestor who is most optimistic about him!

Thinking of what happened to him in the small world, his body suddenly shook.

When the Ancestor came, he must have noticed that the Bloodthirsty Gun had been lost, and there was something that the Ancestor was extremely concerned about in the small world.

You must know that Qingyun Ancestor has been in retreat for nearly a hundred years, and the major events of the sect are often ordered through transmission notes, and it is rare to show his true body!

That is, this time for the trip to the small world, he once hurriedly went out of the customs once, decided on the candidate to come to the small world, and then retreated again.

I also know from this that the trip to the small world, how important the ancestors are!

"Meet the Ancestor. The middle-aged man who came out with Yang Zheng also hurried forward and paid homage.

"What's the matter, it's just the two of you?" Qingyun Ancestor's face was a little pale, he went to the small world, these candidates were all decided by him personally, and he was almost the most outstanding person in the Jindan cultivation of the Aoki Sect, and now, nine more than two, his heart couldn't help but hurt greatly, this is the pillar of the next generation of the Aoki Sect!

"Say!What's going on!?Could it be that someone from the Wei family secretly stabbed you, or did someone from the Phoenix Sect whip you with an embroidered sole?" Qingyun Old Ancestor's face twitched slightly, his voice was amplified, and he glanced at each of the other two directions with his head at the same time.

In the sect, the other ancestors are not directors, and they are in retreat all the year round, and he is the only one, occasionally learning about the affairs of the sect, thinking of the decades behind the Aoki Sect, the situation of Jin Dan's generation, his mood has deteriorated a little.

The bloodthirsty mad gun lost contact with his divine sense, and Yang Zheng had his life, in the small world, he naturally experienced a bloody battle, Yang Zheng could not have thrown the bloodthirsty mad gun in the immortal tower and ran away, and even so, the divine consciousness attached to him on this gun could not disappear, there was only one possibility, it was artificially suppressed!

can threaten Yang Zheng, counting the numbers, the most likely are the other two major sect disciples in the Zhongyuan Continent!

"Qingyun Daoyou, you can't say that! I still think that your sect showed a knife at my Wei family behind the back!" In the direction that Qingyun Ancestor was looking at, there was a ripple in the void, and a middle-aged man in a long robe appeared.

His face was expressionless, impervious to mountains and water, and his tone was flat, but as soon as the Jindan monk peeked at him, his heart was beating wildly, and an invisible huge pressure followed.

"Oh, it turned out to be Wei Li Daoyou, what's the matter, something is wrong with the Tianjiao disciple of your sect?" As soon as the figure appeared, Qingyun Old Ancestor's eyebrows raised slightly, and his tone was not friendly.

"Hmph......" Wei Li didn't answer.

"The Phoenix Sect didn't know that it was that Taoist friend who came, and he asked to come out. He turned his head and said lightly in one direction.

"The two Taoist friends are polite, I'm still ready to wait, it's going to be lively today!" In the void, a middle-aged woman appeared, although she was dressed in coarse cloth, she had a beautiful face, and she couldn't look sideways.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that the three of us old guys are here, so, what happened in the small world? Yang Zheng, you can tell me. Qingyun Ancestor snorted and turned his head to face Yang Zheng, who was still kneeling. (To be continued......)