Lingjian Peak, somewhere in the forbidden area.
Xiao Die looked at a stone sculpture in front of her with an infatuated expression. In her eyes, crystal tears were brewing.
This stone sculpture looked very much like Su Ziyang's untransformed appearance.
Xiao Die covered the face of the stone sculpture with both hands and muttered to herself, "Brother Hanxing, do you know? I really miss you so much! "
"I really want to be by your side until the end of time!"
"Brother Hanxing, are you thinking of Die?"
"Did I make you hate me before?"
… …
Xiao Die said sentence by sentence, and two lines of tears fell drop by drop.
That kind of longing formed wisps of transparent air waves, surrounding the stone sculpture and constantly entwining.
"Brother Hanxing, today, I met a prodigal. His name is Xing Ba. At first, I thought he was you!"
"However, looking at his ruffian appearance, I can confirm that it is not you at all!"
"Brother Hanxing, do you blame me for leaving you?"
"How have you been recently?"
At this point, Xiao Die gradually stopped crying, and her eyes were full of determination.
"My lover, please forgive me! I have a mission to complete! If I can come back, I will definitely accompany you until the end of time and never leave! "
Xiao Die's whole appearance had completely changed. That kind of unparalleled strength was written all over her face, "The blood of the clansmen must be repaid with blood!"
"Hu … …"
With a sound, Xiao Die instantly disappeared.
When she reappeared, she came to a large hall.
"Sect Master!"
A woman stood in front of Xiao Die and saluted with her fists clasped.
"Speak." Xiao Die said.
"Sect Master, we found out that a team of angels from the East Region God Clan went to the Dragon Pit!" The woman said.
"Dragon Pit?"
Xiao Die frowned slightly, and a trace of caution appeared on her face, "Is it related to the recent resurrection of the Dragon Clan? Is there a dragon in this Dragon Pit? "
"What are these angels wearing?" Xiao Die asked.
"They are not wearing any special armor. However, our men are able to sense that they possess extraordinary strength. Likely, the experts among them have reached rank nine Martial Ancestor!"
"Rank nine Martial Ancestor?"
Xiao Die frowned and pondered.
"Okay, you can leave first. I got it!" Xiao Die said.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The woman quickly retreated.
"Men!" Xiao Die shouted.
"Phew …"
A figure rushed over and knelt in front of Xiao Die.
"Sect Master!"
"Pass down my orders. Go to the Heavenly Spirit Division and select ten personal guards. They must be the strongest. Tell them in advance that there will be dangerous missions, even life-threatening ones! Those who are willing to join can sign up, "Xiao Die said.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
His figure sped away.
After the figure disappeared, Xiao Die looked to the east with a serious expression. "If there really is a resurrected dragon, we must take it down!"
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Heavenly Spirit Division.
"Pass down the sect master's secret order. Select ten elites from the Heavenly Spirit Division to carry out a top secret mission!"
"The mission this time around will be filled with danger. Their lives may be in danger. Those who are willing to sign up, come to the Heavenly Spirit Hall to sign up within an hour.
"Once the top secret mission is completed, everyone will be rewarded with half a month of cultivation in the Heavenly Spirit Pool!"
"If the number of people who sign up exceeds ten, the point selection competition will be held in two hours!"
Su Ziyang was preparing to enter the pavilion when a voice sounded from the sky.
That voice clearly entered the ears of every member of the Heavenly Spirit Division.
"We can go to the Heavenly Spirit Pool to cultivate after completing a mission? There's such a good thing? "
"This is great! I must sign up!"
"How could I miss out on such a good thing?!"
At this moment, the people of the Heavenly Spirit Division immediately moved. Like a pot of bees, they rapidly ran toward the Heavenly Spirit Hall.
"It seems that Die has encountered some trouble. In that case, I can go and help her!"
The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth rose slightly. His body also rapidly followed the group of people toward the Heavenly Spirit Hall.
He ran to the entrance.
"Bang …"
He fiercely collided with someone.
Looking up, he saw a man in a purple robe coldly staring at him.
This person was the man who broke through the door of his pavilion not long ago.
Because he grabbed Die's hand, he was jealous. The killing intent on his body was not concealed in the slightest.
His name seemed to be Di Long.
"You dare to bump into me!"
Before Su Ziyang could say anything, Di Long roared angrily.
This roar immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"What? Star Tyrant dared to bump into Di Long? This guy is trying to pick a fight, right? "
"No way, right? He even dares to bump into Di Long. Is his head clipped? "
Everyone looked at Su Ziyang, all of them revealing a look of pity for him.
"Kid, you broke my clothes, compensate me 10,000 spirit crystals. You bumped into my chest, compensate me 1,000,000 spirit crystals …"
Di Long said sentence by sentence. Obviously, he was deliberately extorting.
"Hehe …"
Su Ziyang smiled evilly and reached for his chest. "I'll pay!"
He came in front of Di Long, raised his palm, and slapped down.
"Pah …"
A loud sound.
It spread throughout the entire Heaven's Spirit Hall.
Di Long's body flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
Several of his teeth scattered around like hailstones.
This time.
More people were attracted to the scene.
Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, their faces full of disbelief.
Sending Di Long flying with a slap?
Oh my god!
How strong was he?
Di Long blankly touched his right face with a look of surprise.
Then, his face was full of resentment.
The look of gnashing teeth seemed to want to swallow Su Ziyang.
"Ouch, my hand hurts! Logically speaking, you should compensate me 200 million spirit crystals. Hurry up, give it to me! "
Su Ziyang stretched out his hand and said indifferently.
"You …"
Di Long's chest stagnated, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.
The slap just now made him unable to fight back at all.
The strength of the Star Tyrant in front of him was definitely above him.
A wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. Not to mention, there were so many people watching. If he was beaten up by him, it would make him look very weak.
"Hmph, I'll remember this grudge!"
Di Long struggled to stand up. Before Su Ziyang could react, he ran toward the registration area.
This scene caused the surrounding disciples to be dumbfounded.
He ran away?
He ran away after being slapped?
He didn't even have the courage to resist?
Then, how strong was this person in front of them?
Everyone looked at Su Ziyang as if they wanted to see through him.
Not long after.
"The number one person of the Heaven's Spirit Division, Di Long, actually ran away?"
"It seems that the number one person is going to change hands!"
"It should have changed hands long ago. The number one person now is either Du Hong or Ning Lanhui!"
"That's true!"
Such discussions continued to sound.
Su Ziyang also stared blankly at Di Long's figure.
Logically speaking, after slapping him like this, he should be furious and fight with him for 300 rounds.
Then, after being beaten black and blue, he would call out his family's ancestor.
It seemed that he was a player and didn't have an ancestor, but he should still call out the faction behind him.
This was a bit wrong.
Forget it, registration was more important.
With that thought, Su Ziyang quickly walked toward the registration area.
Seeing Su Ziyang arrive, many people made way and consciously stood behind Su Ziyang.
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