I have a promise with the beauty

The new alliance was established in Blue Water Blessed Land. A simple ceremony was held that day. Representatives from all the major sects of the rabble were sent to participate. They said a few indifferent words and then presented a gift that no one could look down upon.

The eye-catching greetings are enough to prove that the mob also has dignity. They have a common idea and are not optimistic about the new alliance.

What Tai Chi Sect? There is only one god-level Yi Jian Tian.

What Kunlun? The Kunlun Mountains are old, and they might explode and die as soon as they take action.

What is the Divine Dragon Sect? He wants to be the big brother as soon as he is established? You idiot, he was probably overshadowed by Taiji Sect and Kunlun as soon as he appeared on the scene.

No future, no future.

The mob has all gone, going back to their own territory to develop with peace of mind, waiting for the decisive battle to reap some benefits. This is the way the mob survives. Who will take care of the affairs of the three alliances, who will take care of the Kunlun Mountain Elder, and who will take care of the Shenlong Gate.

Yang Qingshan, the head of Yang Qingshan, it is the last word to survive and benefit from it.

Yang Qingshan received the most gifts, but he was not happy, but rather unhappy, because the gifts were all ironic, ironizing that Shenlongmen would not live long. Yang Qingshan smiled and kept all the gifts. Although the things were small

It is unlucky, but it is of some value and can be used as a reward in the future.

Murong Qiushui and the other girls were a little nervous, because the Tai Chi Sect had sent out the latest news after they arrived some time ago. It turned out that the fog in the depths of the fairyland was gradually fading, and some secrets that had never been found were exposed. Now

What you have to do is to rob the resources deep in the fairyland with the gods and demons. Whoever robs more resources will win the war.

After a thousand years of seclusion, the number of disciples of the Shenlong Sect has grown to 200,000. Most of them have entered a very high level. Some of the disciples are completely disciples of the Shenlong Sect. They look like masters outside the world. When Yang

When Qingshan appeared, these disciples lowered their heads and waited for instructions.

The selected heads of the ten small sects are the new generation elders of the Shenlong Sect. Yang Qingshan even gave them powerful immortal skills. After a thousand years of powerful training, these ten elders are already ready to break through.

The bottleneck of the ninth-level Yuanxian, but they all have godhead in their hands. Yang Qingshan did not let them refine it, but only gave them the confidence to refine it after reaching the god level. At that time, these ten elders were the middle gods, and their strength was extraordinary.

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Looking at the cultivation of the ten elders, Yang Qingshan said: "I am going to take you to the Climbing Tower. Before that, I want to tell you something. After entering the Climbing Tower, you will not be able to leave. Are you willing?"

The ten elders were all stunned. It was their dream to enter the Climbing Tower, but they would have to be locked in it for the rest of their lives. The ten elders all hesitated.

"Haha, it's actually easy to leave the Climbing Tower, as long as you make a blood oath." Yang Qingshan said.

"Yes, we will not betray. We were all born in Big Brother's world. We are natives. We all have the spiritual thoughts in Big Brother in our blood. We will not betray at all." An elder said.

"Well? You have my spiritual thoughts in your blood." Yang Qingshan was surprised. After careful observation, he really felt that ten people had their own spiritual thoughts in their bodies, but they were very few, so few that Yang Qingshan would ignore them.

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"It turns out that everyone born and raised in my world has my spiritual thoughts, so your faith is also mine."

"That was the time when everyone in the world believed in Big Brother."

"I see, I am a believer. I thought you believed in other girls besides me."

"Yes."

"..."

Yang Qingshan was speechless. It seemed that after Qiao Lina Ziyang built her own statue, several girls learned it and divided their beliefs among themselves. But Yang Qingshan didn't care. The absolute belief in the world was still Yang Qingshan.

After gaining confidence, Yang Qingshan took ten elders who were envied by everyone to the Climbing Tower.

Under the top floor of the Climbing Tower is a huge palace with ten main halls connected together. Yang Qingshan sent the ten elders into the main hall one by one and said: "Although these ten main halls are separate,

But they are one body. This hall itself has a time domain. A hundred times the time, you should also feel a hundred times the time. Besides, practicing here has other advantages besides being fast. You should take good care of it.

Seize this opportunity, but the most important thing is that there are several layers below this layer of soil world, and there are countless precious spiritual herbs that need your strength to grow."

Speaking of this, the ten elders all opened their mouths in surprise. The breath soil is the most precious spiritual treasure. The number can at least be photographed first. But Yang Qingshan said that there are actually several layers of worlds here. How many breath soils are there?

Ah, but Yang Qingshan said so, there must be so much potential.

"Here, in addition to practicing in seclusion and being promoted to lower gods as quickly as possible, you are also responsible for the growth of the lower layers of spiritual grass. The biggest asset of the Shenlong Sect is various panaceas." Yang Qingshan said. After settling the ten elders, Yang Qingshan

He then brought Cheng Bing into the Climbing Tower from outside. Besides him, there were 50,000 alchemy disciples and thousands of various alchemy furnaces.

When thousands of alchemy furnaces and 50,000 disciples came to a special world in the Climbing Tower, everyone was surprised to find that it was a honeycomb-like world. Each grid was a small world, and the temperatures in this world were different.

, some are so hot that no one can bear it, and some are so cold that everything can be turned into ice cubes.

Yang Qingshan chuckled and said: "There are three thousand small grids here with three thousand kinds of temperatures. You are divided into three thousand groups. Under the action of three thousand pill furnaces, you can refine all the elixirs that can be refined.

There is a small hole in the wall. They only need to use their spiritual power to write out the required spiritual herbs and send them into the small hole. New spiritual herbs will come out in a short while. Your task is not to stop refining the elixir until you are told to stop."

"It's too harsh. If the eldest brother dies outside, wouldn't we be exhausted?" Cheng Bing said.

"Don't worry, if I die, this Climbing Tower will be destroyed, and you will naturally die too, so you still pray that I won't die outside." Yang Qingshan smiled and left the Climbing Tower.

After doing all this, Yang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was going according to his plan. The most dangerous thing now is not the gods and demons, but internal problems. The first is the three elders of Kunlun. These three elders are all middle gods. Who

Knowing what they are planning, the Shenlong Sect established by Yang Qingshan is very powerful, so powerful that it makes anyone jealous, because 200,000 people have immortal level strength with the same resources as Yang Qingshan's hemorrhage, but such quality is still far away.

More than Taijimen and Kunlun.

"Old Kunlun Mountain."

Yang Qingshan pondered for a while, then released a few bees to fly to Kunlun's camp outside Blue Water Paradise, specifically responsible for spying on Kunlun's movements. Taiji Sect Yang Qingshan was not very reassured, but Yi Jiantian was a good person, and Yang Qingshan was just casual

A few bees were released, and then a large number of bees were released into the rabble's camp. Yang Qingshan suddenly collapsed. The rabble was so crazy.

After shaking his head and clearing all the noise in his mind, Yang Qingshan became normal. He hid in his own space. When he came out, Yang Qingshan was already a different person. His target was the rabble camp.

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The camp of the mob is an independent world, completely outside the control of the three alliances, and they do not abide by any of the regulations of the three alliances. It is like a vegetable market, with countless immortal cultivators passing through. Their strength is uneven, and the most powerful one is the ninth-level Yuanxian.

, there are even first-level Yuanxian who are weak, and Yang Qingshan surprisingly discovered that although the mob has no discipline, the strength of their ninth-level Yuanxian is far more than that of his own Shenlongmen, which can be described by almost ten thousand people. More importantly, Yang

Qingshan can sense the god-level power hidden in the camp.

"God level? Are there god-level experts? These rabble are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons." Yang Qingshan was a little surprised. He walked back and forth in the huge camp, pricking his ears to inquire about news from all parties. In the end, for an hour

Afterwards, a voice quietly called Yang Qingshan.

"Brother, little brother, if you have something to do, come on, come on."

"kindness?"

Yang Qingshan turned his head. Although he changed his appearance, Yang Qingshan's strong temperament was still there. When he saw a wretched guy waving to him in the distance and sending a message to go by himself, Yang Qingshan thought for a while and walked over.

"Brother, it's the senior." The wretched person asked directly, but his attitude was very humble.

"..."

Yang Qingshan did not speak, but showed an unpredictable expression. The wretched man panicked, and became more sure that Yang Qingshan was the person he was looking for, so he cautiously sent a message: "Senior, come with me, everyone is waiting."

Since Yang Qingshan didn't say anything, he followed the wretched man and soon arrived at a very ordinary tent in the camp. This tent was obviously private land, and it was obviously a large sect, but such a sect

In the eyes of sects like Taiji Sect, the sect is just a small sect, and Yang Qingshan doesn't take it seriously.

Entering the camp, there were many people inside, but they all seemed to have not seen Yang Qingshan. They were busy refining elixirs and refining spirit treasures, waiting for Yang Qingshan to follow the wretched people deep into the camp and enter a teleportation room.

In the formation, everyone stopped what they were doing, looked at each other a few times, and all guessed which guru Yang invited, and continued working after failure.

The calmness on Yang Qingshan's face was not fake, because in front of him were hundreds of powerful men of lower gods. However, these powerful men were not disciples of large sects, but wives of some small sects with a long history among the mob.

The wife in charge, they had been hiding for many years, and now they all came to the fairyland. With such strength, Yang Qinhan was in a cold sweat, but he was a mid-level god, and he could still escape if he was not the opponent's opponent.