The System Takes Me to Practice

ten minutes later.

After a slaughter of black sulfur earthworms, all six disciples of the Sacred Sword Sect were swallowed by it.

"At this moment for you today, you must remember not to be kind to the enemy."

Yang Fan passed through the crowd, ready to leave.

The nineteen people of Longyang Jun looked at each other, looked at Bing Xueer who was not far away, and followed.

"Too much deception, it is simply that I didn't put my Divine Sword Sect in my eyes. The Sword Sword Sect, don't you intend to say something?"

Xiang Mingxu said coldly.

"It's really not good for Monkey King to do this."

Xiang Mingxu was taken aback, thinking that Jian Yi was going crazy, but he didn't sing against him.

"If it were me, I wouldn't let them die so easily without torturing your disciples of the Swordsman Sect."

People from other forces suddenly found it funny.

It is not his own disciples who are dead, and of course those people will not feel distressed.

Xiang Mingxu's face turned dark, and his fists were tightened.

"Wait, you must eradicate your Divine Sword Gate in the future."

"why!"

Yang Fan walked in the front, and Bing Xueer suddenly stopped him.

"Are you saying that I let you go and only do it to other people?"

Bing Xueer stared at Yang Fan.

"It should be because of the Ice God Curse."

"Just because of the Ice God Curse? Not because we are all descendants of the Ice God?"

Yang Fan said nothing.

Since the opponent had already regarded himself as a descendant of the Ice God, Yang Fan didn't bother to explain it anymore, it was too troublesome.

"Since your strength is so strong, why not go back to the Ice God Valley and fight for the Ice God inheritance?"

Yang Fan was taken aback, "Ice God still has a heritage?"

This time it was Bingxue's turn for a moment.

"Well! I have stayed in the Ice God Valley since I was a child, and every ten years there will be an Ice God inheritance competition. Those who win are eligible to enter the ancestral land, but even if they enter the ancestral land, they may not be able to accept the inheritance."

Yang Fan was shocked, the inheritance of the Ice God is definitely not simple, if there is a chance, he must go.

"Okay, I will have time, but I don't know where the Ice God Valley is."

Bing Xueer is funny.

"Even if you know that you can't enter the Ice God Valley, and there is no pattern to open the formation, even if you are a direct descendant of the Ice God, you can't enter."

"What's more, you are just left out, and you are still descended from outsiders."

"You mean you are a direct descendant of Ice God?"

"Of course! According to my seniority, I am the 20th generation grandson of Ice God."

Yang Fan was speechless.

I have nothing to do with the Ice God at all, the Ice God Curse is still learned through the system.

"If you want to find treasures, go find it. I won't be involved in the next half month."

Yang Fan bid farewell to everyone and practiced alone in a secret room.

Upon seeing this, Bing Xueer no longer planned to stay in the Immortal Tomb, and went directly out of the secret realm.

Xiang Mingxu, the second elder of the magic knife gate, saw Bing Xue'er, his face sank.

The scene of Yang Fan and Bing Xue'er being together had long been seen by Xiang Mingxu. Although he couldn't hear the sound, he guessed it from his lips alone.

This time, of the ten disciples who entered the Sacred Sword Gate, nine were killed, and the only thing left was that they had blood relations with that Monkey King, so that the Sacred Sword Gate was lost.

The fire emperor Zao Wou-ki's eyes gleamed, and he wondered if he should get closer to Yang Fan, the sword gate.

After half a month!

"The time is up, everyone, let's use the formation."

The Emperor Huo got up and took out the old piece of jade.

A group of big men like Jianyi, Yaozun, Taiyi, Gu Yuehu took out their own ancient jade, the ancient jade merged, sent out a formation, blasted to the formation outside the secret.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Soon, the disciples of all forces, except those from the Swordsman Sect, were sent out one after another.

Some people are happy, some are in tatters, and some have broken arms and legs.

"Everyone, the secret space has been closed, and the amount of treasure obtained is the ability of the respective sect disciples. I hope that the competition between them will not affect the harmony. Tonight, the emperor will have a banquet for everyone. I hope everyone will be willing to show their faces."

"His Majesty the Fire Emperor, there are too many disciples in the Swordsman Sect that have been damaged this time, so they will stay here to participate in the banquet because they have no face."

As soon as he said this, a trace of killing intent flashed in Zao Wou-ki's eyes.

As soon as Zao Wou-ki said it was a face, Xiang Mingxu came to slap her face immediately, which clearly did not put Zao Wou-ki in his eyes.

The elders of other forces were immediately happy, and they didn't want to give the Fire Emperor in the future, for fear that they would be unlucky.

"Dean, this Xiang Mingxu doesn't give the emperor of fire face so much. I am afraid that he will suffer in the future. In my opinion, it is better not to go to the exchange meeting with them in a few months. The Divine Sword Gate is also very good."

A senior instructor from the Spark Academy of an eighth-level force in the south of Huoyuan Country said to an old man.

The old man is Shen Jianzhong, the dean of the Spark Academy. He was able to overcome the mid-term strength and founded the Spark Academy thousands of years ago. Today's Spark Academy is nothing in front of the ninth and tenth sect.

But apart from these forces, Spark Academy has a very big reputation. Many families will send some talented children into the Spark Academy.

Although those family children will leave Xinghuo Academy in the future, the feelings are still there, and its appeal is no less than that of some ninth-level sect forces.

The high-level tutor of Xinghuo Academy had a very small voice, and only Shen Jianzhong could hear it.

Speaking of it, the group of students that Yang Fan met before he met the ghosts of the underworld was the students of the Spark Academy, and the woman who took the lead seemed to be called Ma Xiaoli.

"His Majesty Fire Emperor, I'm leaving now."

After that, Xiang Mingxu pulled Bing Xueer and left directly.

Suddenly, the court was quiet.

Zao Wou-ki glanced for a moment, said.

"I wonder who else needs to retire first?"

Everyone was silent, and the suzerain of some small forces was even more afraid of not being too afraid.

The power of the Mahayana period is terrifying.

Time flies quickly, and the evening comes in the blink of an eye.

Everyone, including the disciples who entered the secret realm, came to the palace.

Some people came to the palace for the first time and looked around.

"Brother Sun!"

A familiar voice came, and Yang Fan turned his head and found that the person who came was Zhao Yin, the sixth prince.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness Six."

"Brother Sun, you and I don't have to do that. Come on, sit down."

"Listen to my father, your disciples of the Divine Sword Sect have found a lot of good things in the secret realm."

Zhao Yin picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

"Zhao Yin, is this heart moving?"

"That's not the case. But the set of swords you gave me before is really powerful. In such a short time, my swordsmanship has improved a lot."

"That set of swordsmanship is mainly based on strong skills. If you rely on the tactics, it is not an opponent at all. It is a mortal who has no cultivation level."

The Dugu Nine Swords that Yang Fan gave to Zhao Yin before was only the original version, not the true version of Dugu Nine Swords that the system gave to the cultivation version. After all, the relationship between the two was not so good.