Qi Siyuan left with five others.


    Finally, they gave up the idea of taking refuge in Yang Xuan, and I''m afraid they won''t mention it again in the future.


    Because in their hearts, Yang Xuan is a complete madman.


    Raise millions of troops and attack the divine realm.


    I''m afraid only a madman can say this, and only a madman can do it.


    But with their departure, this sentence from Yang Xuan''s mouth spread.


    Raise millions of troops and attack the divine realm.


    With the news that Yang Xuan could control zombies, all those who heard this sentence couldn''t help trembling.


    "Crazy, crazy, he''s crazy!" someone''s body shook wildly and his lips were shaking.


    "What is he doing? Is he crazy?" some people seriously doubt the authenticity of the news.


    "Go down and close the mountain gate. No disciples are allowed to walk outside, especially to avoid Baiqi''s place. Violators will be expelled from the school." a sect leader gave an urgent order.


    "Strike a stone with an egg, strike a stone with an egg, little white, dare to attack the divine domain. Doesn''t he know how to write the word death?" someone disdained after hearing the news.


    "He can control zombies. If he really raises millions of troops, I''m afraid even the forces in the divine domain should be treated with caution." someone was sad.


    For a time, not only the northwest land, but also the whole world began to shake because of Yang Xuan''s words.


    Northwest, yuan family!


    "Attack the divine realm? Is it the same vein of Tianchi?"


    The speaker was a thin old man with a green shiny Jasper wrench on his hand holding a tea cup.


    "Ancestors, I''m afraid so!" Yuan Xinqiu looked dignified and sad.


    "Oh, Tianchi is not a cat and dog. It''s just hitting a stone with an egg." the old man turned the trigger on his thumb and said faintly: "someone in my yuan family died in his hand. This revenge can''t be undone!"


    Yuan Xinqiu didn''t speak. Up to now, he suddenly felt that he was the owner of the house. In fact, he was nothing.


    The real master is the old man who looks energetic in front of him.


    Yuan Zizhen!


    The ancestor of the yuan family, the true God of the yuan family.


    Yuan Xinqiu wanted to ask about the inside story revealed by Yuan Changan before he died that day.


    But he dare not!


    "You say he has been promoted to zhenshenjing?" Yuan Zizhen suddenly asked.


    Yuan Xinqiu took back his mind and respectfully said, "the news that came back says that there are two elders at the peak of the virtual God in the vein of Tianchi, who died in his hands."


    "Oh, my own way is the way of heaven. The true God is so easy to succeed. It''s probably just what means he used." Yuan Zizhen''s eyes flashed: "it''s the way he used to control zombies. I''m very interested."


    Yuan Xinqiu didn''t speak. He didn''t know how to answer his ancestors.


    "Well, although I''m just a junior, it''s worth walking myself to make this happen." Yuan Zizhen said slowly.


    Yuan Xinqiu suddenly looked up and looked at his ancestors in disbelief. His face was full of shock.


    The old ancestor had not been out of the yard for many years. At this time, he had to go for Yang Xuan and spread it. I''m afraid the world would shake three times.


    "Old ancestor, Baiqi has a means to kill people, flesh and bones..." Yuan Xinqiu thought and said.


    "Just take it!" Yuan Zizhen said casually, "in my hand, he can''t turn the sky."


    "Old ancestor, I mean, we might as well ask him to help..." Yuan Xinqiu said again.


    "Oh!" Yuan Zizhen sneered and looked at Yuan Xinqiu. He was cold all over.


    "When did my yuan family need to be humble to ask for help? You are too cowardly as the head of the family." Yuan Zizhen said coldly.


    Seeing that the old ancestor was angry, Yuan Xinqiu quickly knelt on the ground and dared not breathe.


    "Stop your anger!"


    "Hum, I''ll settle this account with you after I''ve solved the white matter. You''ve managed such a big yuan family. It''s really a shame for our ancestors."


    "Xinqiu deserves to die!" Yuan Xinqiu couldn''t stop kowtowing and dared not speak again.


    ……


    Tianchi pulse!


    "No, master, I''m going down the mountain!" yunziyan suddenly stood up, ignoring the fishing rod in his hand and lifted it from the water.


    "Oh, you didn''t say you couldn''t go down the mountain before?" the divine calculation looked at her with a smile.


    Yunziyan was not joking. He said with a white face: "he wants to attack my Tianchi pulse. Can master still sit still?"


    "How can''t you sit still?" the divine arithmetic son stared at the fishing rod: "where he wants to attack, just fight. What does it have to do with me?"


    "But he''s going to hit Tianchi now, master!" Yun Ziyan said anxiously.


    "How do you know he''s going to attack Tianchi? Maybe he''s going to raise millions of troops to attack the holy mountain? Or he''s going to attack the Lingxiao temple. I heard that, of course, when he was in the East, he also had friction with the Lingxiao temple." the old God of shensuazi said.


    "That''s different. In the northwest, he only has friction with my Tianchi, not what Tianchi is? No, I''ll go down the mountain to persuade him." Yun Ziyan threw away his fishing rod and said to go.


    "Oh? Distressed?" the divine arithmetic child said for old disrespect: "moved?"


    "Master..." Yun Ziyan was speechless.


    "Well, well, if you want to go down the mountain, go! Take this." the divine arithmetic son said and threw a white jade.


    "What is this?" asked Yun Ziyan.


    "Something to save your life!" the diviner didn''t look back, but his voice was dignified: "the future is messy. I only calculated the possibility from the long river of time, and that possibility shows that you have a disaster!"


    Yunziyan was silent for a moment before he asked, "master, do you still let me down the mountain?"


    The divine teller shook his head, but he didn''t speak. He just focused on fishing.


    Yunziyan couldn''t wait for the master''s answer. He bit his teeth and turned away.


    "Rob here, go down the mountain is the gate of life!" the divine alchemist seemed to be murmuring, raised the fishing rod in his hand, a small fish struggled on the hook, and finally pulled out a gap in his lips and fell back into the pool.


    ……


    Outside Jiangyang!


    Yang Xuan looked at the corpse soldiers and Zombies who had begun to contact at his feet, and then turned his eyes to the gate of Jiangyang city.


    Where, a woman dressed in purple, enchanting and graceful.


    Black armor has been put into battle. Among the zombies, there are zombies in the realm of virtual God, which need him to deal with.


    Yang Xuan walked to the head of Jiangyang city step by step in the void. Every step fell, there seemed to be ripples.


    When he gently fell on the top of the city, he found that the so-called purple clothes were only stained with blood and looked purple.


    Actually, it''s a red dress.


    A red Xiuhe dress, even the joy on it has not dissipated.


    Long hair shawl, pale and bloodless skin, vaguely visible folds, but covered by a thick layer of powder.


    A bad smell accompanied by the deposited smell of blood came to my face, which made me feel nauseous.


    However, Yang Xuan had a vague sense of familiarity with the inferior powder taste in the blood stain.


    Where did he smell it.