I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 597

"Thank you, senior, for your advice."

Yang Zhao stood up, bowed and saluted, and walked slowly down the stone platform.

The sun was shining brightly outside the stone platform, and the rays of stars were scorching the entire desert. The entire world was like a huge oven.

But in this oven, Yang Zhao felt cold all over.

Just now, the moment her feet set foot on the desert, an invisible force fell from the sky, causing her back to bend slightly, and the yellow sand reached her knees, causing her legs to tremble.

Yang Zhao looked solemnly at the small mountain-like lion, took a deep breath, straightened his back, and used all his spiritual energy to get closer to the big lion step by step.

This invisible power is emitted by the big lion intentionally or unintentionally.

The closer he got to the big lion, the greater the pressure Yang Zhao felt, and the deeper the sand and soil sank under his feet.

When she was in the divine dream, this big lion was not such a big deterrent to her, but now it seemed that it was because of the tiger skin.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to fake the power of a tiger and use a little golden elixir covered in tiger skin."

Yang Zhao was trudging in the desert while thinking happily. She walked for a minute in a distance of less than 100 meters.

At this time, her hands were constantly changing the magic formula, the spiritual light was extinguishing, and the spiritual power all over her body was surging, making a hunting sound as it hit her clothes.

By the time he got close to the big lion's head, Yang Zhao was already unable to straighten up due to the pressure of the invisible force. His feet were trembling and stuck in the sand, and he could no longer move an inch.

Beads of sweat covered his cheeks. Yang Zhao slowly raised his hand to cover his heart. The organs there were already on the verge of shutting down. After a while, he reluctantly jumped to prove his existence.

The golden elixir in his belly rotates slowly, like a bearing lacking oil, while the spiritual energy in his meridians is as stagnant as asphalt.

A huge siren sounded from the void, making people's brains boil.

Everything was telling her that she could not move forward, and that moving forward would mean death.

"Hey, you really look up to me."

Ever since her golden elixir, she had never been suppressed so miserably.

No, it should be said that this kind of thing has never happened to her since she was born.

In the past, her cultivation level was low, and any senior master would not take her seriously when they met her. She had never been targeted like this before.

Of course, the more important thing is that she has always been on the edge of the Great Zhou Cultivation World and has no more entangled interests with those big shots.

Even when she first faced the layman Fengnan, the layman from the mountain range was peaceful. By the time the two sides confronted each other in the dream, she had already covered herself with a layer of tiger skin and could no longer feel the pressure from the other side.

“My eyes were really opened today.”

Yang Zhao touched the sweat on her forehead and laughed. She closed her eyes and panted for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly opened her eyes, a pair of golden eyes shining brightly.

She looked at the thick black in front of her and said, "Yushan, help me."

The bracelet on his wrist buzzed: "Do you still have the guts to raise a weapon against him?"

"How dare I say this?"

The spiritual power Yang Zhaoqiang squeezed out of his body drew a line in the darkness, and then he breathed heavily.

"Did you see it? Follow...this line and hit me...wipe it!"

puff.

"Bah bah bah!"

Yang Zhao struggled to pull his head out of the sand and turned to look at the trembling dragon spear inserted not far away.

"Yushan, please say something when you do it."

Most of Dragon Spear's body was stuck in the sand, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Be content, I only have one blow, and it only works when this senior doesn't pay attention. As long as he moves his eyes, I won't even be able to shake." Yang Zhao squeezed out some spiritual power and cleared the sand from his body. .

"Hey, Yushan, you talk too much today."

Following Yang Zhao's teasing, Yushan fell into silence again.

"You Jiao, if you don't talk every day like this, you will get autism sooner or later."

Yang Zhao straightened his clothes and turned around to face the huge lion head.

This lion was lying in the desert, with its more than ten-meter-long lion's head resting on its front paws, like a small building. With its eyes open, it could completely cover Yang Zhao's eyelids.

"Yang Yun, have you seen me?"

Seeing a hint of ridicule flash in the indifferent lion's eyes, Yang Zhao knew that Yang Yun was the one who was beaten.

She couldn't help but sigh and bowed deeply.

"Senior, can you please release my brother? Tell me what you want, and I will buy you any knives from the sky. Isn't my golden elixir stage more useful than his, a Qi training stage monk?"

The look of ridicule in the big lion's eyes became even stronger.

"Senior, he is just a monk in the Qi training stage. With such a small body, he really cannot bear your spirit."

This sentence is not nonsense from Yang Zhao. Although Yang Zhao cannot see through this great lion cultivation level, at least it is still in the Nascent Soul stage.

The soul with such a cultivation level is solid and huge, and the requirements on the body are naturally very high. The minimum bottom line is the golden elixir stage. No matter how low the cultivation level is, the body cannot bear his soul.

Taking possession of one's body is not that easy.

With Yang Yun's small body in the Qi training period, as soon as he succeeded in seizing the body, the huge soul could burst his body alive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Yang Zhao could only look at his big sincere eyes and talk earnestly.

"Yang Yun's small body is not even qualified to serve as a supply package for you. If you don't let him go, he will supply you with blood for at most one hour. When the time is up, he will definitely burp Yang Zhao."

This big lion monk was a mummy at the beginning. The reason why he can maintain his current appearance is because of Yang Yun's cultivation and the blood supply of his body.

When he was in the divine dream, Yang Yun was already unable to bear it. What's more, now that he has left the divine dream and is outside, the demands of this big lion monk on Yang Yun will only be greater, and Yang Yun will not be able to hold on for long.

"Now if you have any request, I will do anything for you for the sake of my brother. But if you don't agree, when he dies, you and I will become enemies, in this vast desert. "Where can you find someone to help you?"

Yang Zhao said both good and bad things, even with threats.

It's a pity that the big lion didn't want to communicate with Yang Zhao. He just watched Yang Zhao perform there without speaking, leaving her here.

"Yang Zhao, you asked the wrong person."

When the long voice came, Yang Zhao, who was talking at length, was startled and turned to look at the small stone platform.

Zhao Pheasant took out a luminous cup from nowhere on the stone platform, and the cup contained red wine.

"That stupid lion is trapped there and can't move, let alone let your brother go."

"He is a dead creature. This glimmer of life was left to him by the divine dream. Once he escapes from the divine dream, he will die that day. You have asked the wrong person."

These two sentences were like the blizzard in the winter moon, which made Yang Zhao feel cold all over. If this lion was destined to die, then Yang Yun...

"Senior, you..."

Zhao Pheasant nodded on the stone platform.

"The lion must die. There is nothing he can do."

Yang Zhao simply knelt down towards Zhao Pheasant and knocked his head straight into the sand.

"Please help me, senior!"