Zhang Yang was hunched over, panting like an old man in his twilight years, terminally ill.

"So this is the sword cultivator, who can kill himself!"

A bitter smile in his heart, Zhang Yang also made a warning bell in his heart.

The sword cultivator has a very powerful combat power, which is undoubtedly second only to the demon cultivator who is good at self-destruction, because the sword cultivator's fighting style is to burn all his own potential and output at any cost, just like a madman.

On the other hand, look at the Golden Elixir Dao. People focus on health preservation and seeking the Tao. No matter what they do, they first need to consider whether the body can withstand it.

So this is why Zhang Yang can crush the five foundation builders of the Golden Elixir Dao in Black Mist Village alone.

But the price is that his current life span is less than two hundred years.

"It is not enough to last for a single passionate and courage alone. People say that the cultivators of the Golden Elixir Dao value the most resources. What is the theory of wealth and law? But in my opinion, the sword cultivator needs more resources, because the sword cultivator's fighting style is destined to have short life without resources!"

"So you are here to build a village!"

"A warm reminder, you still have a battlefield that has not been cleaned and plundered. Will you plunder immediately?"

"Yes, plunder."

Zhang Yang hesitated for a second, and finally chose to compromise, because he now realized that when a lone sword cultivator is at most a short and gorgeous meteor in this world of immortal cultivation.

He doesn't want to be a meteor, and he doesn't want to live short, so he must establish a sect that can not only train thugs for himself, but also provide resources for collection and reserves.

Not to mention anything else, just the benefits of sword energy radiation. Are wandering sword cultivators qualified to do it?

But when establishing a sect, he has to practice and can only hand over some of his authority.

"brush!"

A faint white light swept across the entire Black Mist Village like mist. About ten minutes later, a detailed list of plunders appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

"Graid two incomplete immortal souls and kill two Taoists in the Foundation Establishment Period."

"Capture the weird and black soul gourd."

"Pilled into the broken Xuan-level array fragments."

"Two seriously injured Taoist Jindan was captured."

"Get two ordinary spirit gathering platforms."

"Pillage 50,000 units of iron and 20,000 units of copper."

"Plunder twelve earth pills."

"Pilling 50,000 units of spiritual rice."

"251 prisoners of Black Mist."

"15 prisoners of Hei Niu Villagers."

"Rescue 4 prisoners from Black Mist Village."

"The last battle was seized"

"Kill one of the Black Wolf Demon Kings and plunder one of the complete demon souls."

"200 immortal stones."

"A common demon king's heart."

"3,000 units of ordinary demon king's essence and blood."

"The secret technique of plundering the demon king burns blood."

"Plundered special props, boat tickets."

"Plundered special props, fragments of heavenly secrets."

"What are the fragments of heaven?"

Zhang Yang quickly passed all the information and asked at the end.

"Warm reminder that at least level 1 sects need to be established and the golden balance system is actively activated to sell and purchase materials from all heavens and all worlds. At the same time, the system will provide paid item identification and preliminary intelligence analysis."

"Warm reminder, a level 1 sect needs a strange mountain gate, a mortal-level spirit gathering platform, and a mortal-level formation map."

Sighing your lips, I said with great sincerity, warmth, your sister!

It’s never possible that the fragment of heaven is similar to the fragment of hope.

After all, he was in the shadow world before, but now he is in the real world.

Let this go for the time being. He swallowed two earth pills to slightly reduce his damage, and then Zhang Yang went to see the prisoners.

The world of fairy tale also needs to be people-oriented, and I hope these prisoners can make him like it.

The first thing Zhang Yang went to see was the two Jindan Taoists in the Black Mist Village (friendly reminders were not Taoists in the Golden Dan stage, nor were they simple Taoists, but only referring to the practitioners whose direction of practice was the Golden Dan Dao).

This is an old and a young man. He had escaped faster in Zhang Yang's Jiushan Sword stance before, so he was only seriously injured. Now he is lying on the ground, looking gray. In fact, they have secretly taken healing pills and are able to escape, but they dare not escape, even though Zhang Yang doesn't even have the means to take care of them.

This is the deterrent power of the sword cultivators. They knew very well that even if they escaped 9999 meters, perhaps the final outcome would still be to be killed by a sword!

Rather than doing this, it is better to wait for the defeat.

"Life and death, two ways, one is with me, and the other is killed by the mountain gate, and choose it yourself."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, and just acted as a condition.

"I chose the road, and the path has nothing to do with Black Mist Village. I just passed by, just passing by." The old man lying on the ground pretending to be dead jumped up first.

"I also choose the way to live. Although I am from Heiwu Village, the village chief of Heiwu Village insulted my mother. This hatred is irreconcilable and irreconcilable. Now the immortal chief has killed the old thief for me. From now on, I will be a lackey under the immortal chief's disciple!"

The boy also made a decisive choice, and even looked grateful, as if he had lived a life worse than death in Black Mist Village.

"Xian Changmingjian! His father is the village chief, and his mother is the village chief's wife!"

The old man immediately showed his loyalty.

"It's okay! From now on, you will be the guardians of the mountain gate of Tianjianmen. Do it well and don't waste it." Zhang Yang didn't care at all. What he lacked the most now is manpower. No matter what evil intentions he has, he can do things.

Two Jindan Taoists were recruited, and Zhang Yang asked them to heal their wounds first and then be responsible for maintaining order.

Zhang Yang himself focused on the four prisoners from the Black Mist Village.

This is very interesting. These prisoners were imprisoned in the underground iron prison of Heiwu Village and were imprisoned with the help of the ancient formation of the village protection. They usually would never escape from the prison. As a result, Zhang Yang used the third level of golden sword to directly break the ancient formation of the village protection, and then they escaped.

Even as soon as they escaped from prison, they helped Zhang Yang kill Zhang Yang, who is said to be the second most powerful foundation-building master in the Black Mist Village, a spiritual old woman who specializes in spiritual sea.

This ultimately led to the fact that the weird black fog gourd of the Black Mist Village did not participate in the battle.

"Several fellow Taoists have invited me. Thank you for your help in the fight just now." Zhang Yang changed to a kind smile.

These four prisoners are not simple, but since they did not leave immediately, they did not declare that the Black Mist Village was their spoils. They just waited quietly and indirectly shocked the surviving villagers of Black Mist Village, which means that they can still communicate and contact their relationship seriously.

"What do you know about Zhang Jiao, the new leader of Xiatian Jian Sect? "

"So it's Master Zhang! Thank you, Master Zhang for helping you!"

The four of them didn't care about it, and they would give Zhang Yang a big gift first, which would be a very good attitude.

However, the four of them are not like cultivators. Apart from their scars and their faces of rashness, they don’t know why Heiwu Village had to make a big move to imprison them secretly. Wouldn’t it be better to kill them directly?
Chapter completed!