Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Zhao Yang's voice and movement woke everyone up, everyone silently stepped forward, bowed to Zhao Yang, and then held a cup of tea.

"Sit down, you're welcome." Zhao Yang stretched out his finger and pointed at the randomly scattered stones.

With such randomly scattered stones and a barren mountain, Zhao Yang was only wearing a pale white gown, showing no seriousness in hospitality at all.

But everyone dared not speak, holding teacups in their hands, looking for a stone to sit down carefully.

Any calculations, any preparations, in such an environment, have become a joke.

Everyone knew that the situation had changed since they heard the twelve magic weapons displayed on the third floor of Qingxue Building.

But no matter how I calculate it, I can't imagine the current situation.

At this time, not to mention these people, even Brother Zhuge, Mochi and Huang Jian behind him were also shocked and dared not speak.

Such means of changing the world are beyond their cognition.

Could it be that there are really immortals in this world?
Looking at the picturesque scenery, Mochi couldn't help but secretly rejoice, his master is so skillful, he, this little demon cultivator, is really lucky.Following such a master, the future is limitless.

On the table, there were four cups of tea with a curling aroma.

Zhuge Jun licked his tongue, and was about to go forward to fetch a teacup, but Zhuge Hong stopped him.

Zhao Yang tapped his fingers lightly on the stone platform, looking at the teacup in front of him.

"So, there are still four families who haven't come?"

"Back to the Vice Sect Master, Baiwu Sword Sect, Luoxue Sword Sect, Duixueling and Bingcang Sword Academy have not arrived." Zhuge Hong hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his fists and said loudly.

Zhao Yang smiled lightly and said, "Forget it, this is not taking my words seriously."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacups on the table and poured the tea in them on the stone platform one by one. The tea gathered into a small pool, exuding a fragrance.

"Mochi, you go there." Zhao Yang said lightly, then waved and threw out a palm-sized gray boat.

Mochi reached out to take it, shaking his whole body, bowed his head and said, "Old slave obeys."

After finishing speaking, the spiritual power in his body sank suddenly, and then the boundless magic flame that had been tightly locked rose up.

"Gold core demon cultivator!"

"Gold Core Realm Patriarch!"

……

With a low cry, those people almost threw away the tea in their hands.

Zhuge Jun hissed, thinking that he had not been very respectful to this old guy, his face turned pale.

Mochi strode out of the flower hall and flew away.

"It's boring, I'll let you guys watch the show." Zhao Yang said suddenly, and then tapped the tea on the stone platform with his fingers, and a three-foot light curtain rose.

"what is this!"

Several exclamations, several people stood up.

On the light curtain, a hundred-foot-long bluish-gray flying boat floated in the air, at an extremely fast speed, smashing through the clouds, leaving only a roar.

The appearance of this flying boat is clearly the boat that Zhao Yang handed over to Mochi just now.

Top-rank magic weapon, Cloud Breaker Battleship.

Without too much introduction, with this battleship, Nascent Soul can fight.

A top-grade magic weapon already has its own spiritual consciousness, and basically does not need to be manipulated by the practitioner, it can act according to orders.

The battleship flew rapidly, but after a cup of tea, it hovered over a cliff.

"Snowfall Sword Sect!"

Seeing that scene, someone trembled.

The flying boat arrived in the sky, the sects below were in chaos, and dozens of figures flew up into the sky.

"Om-"

There was a loud noise on the flying boat, and the dozens of figures were all frozen.

With a sound of demonic energy from Mochi, he stepped into the void.

"Ancestor of the Devil Dao!"

"We didn't offend the Demonic Dao!"

……

Mo Chi flew in front of these people, swept his eyes, and said indifferently: "Who is the suzerain of the Luoxue Sword Sect?"

Those people unconsciously cast their gazes on an old man in a bright yellow brocade robe.

"By the order of my master, the deputy head of the Frost Snow Sword Institute, please go to Qingxue Tower." Mochi looked at the old man and spoke slowly.

"There's no way in this world to force you to—"

Before the old man finished speaking, Mochi had already raised his hand, and a black light flashed, beheading his head.

"hiss--"

Looking at the old man's head being beheaded in the picture, those people holding teacups were sweating coldly in their vests.

Some people looked gratefully at the people around them. If it weren't for the reminders from these close friends, they might be the ones who were beheaded at this time.

"The Luoxue Sword Sect doesn't respect the Frost Snow Sword Academy, so there is no need for it to exist." Mochi looked at the other trembling people, and said in a deep voice: "All the people of the Luoxue Sword Sect should go to the Frost Snow Sword Academy to plead guilty, otherwise——"

He waved again, and streaks of gray smoke fell on the heads of these people and disappeared.

"Within three days, without one person, none of you will survive."

After finishing speaking, Mochi's figure dissipated in the same place, and the flying boat above his head slowly started, and then with a loud roar, it pierced the sky and left.

Zhao Yang tapped the stone platform with his fingers, and ripples shattered the light curtain, and the picture ended here.

Zhao Yang smiled and said nothing, while the others were restless and at a loss.

Fortunately, they also knew that when their family came to Qingxue Tower at this time, they would not be wiped out like those people.

It's just that the Shuangxue Sword Academy suddenly broke out strongly, and they didn't know where to go for a while.

Less than half an hour later, there was a roar, and Mochi strode into the flower hall, bowed to Zhao Yang, and returned the flying boat.

Then, with a wave of his hand, four heads hung in front of him: "Master, the suzerains and sect masters of Baiwu Sword Sect, Luoxue Sword Sect, Duixueling and Bingcang Sword Academy have been invited."

Is this called an invitation?
Those who sat on the rocks looked at the ink pool full of demonic energy, and dared not even breathe out.

The forces of the four families and the ninth rank collapsed in an instant.Is this the true background of Frost Snow Sword Academy?

"Well, I have no other intentions, just to talk to you." Zhao Yang nodded, glanced at the four heads, and waved his hands.

A faint cold wind drifted past, and four illusory figures appeared.

Divine soul!

After a person dies, doesn't the spirit dissipate quickly?

The souls of these people were actually arrested!

dead, don't let it go...

A chill welled up in everyone's hearts.

It really is a magician!
The four illusory figures were dazed at first, and then after a little clarity, they turned around to look at their own heads, and then at the heads of the various sects. They wanted to speak, but they couldn't make a sound.

Such strange methods are really chilling!

Zhao Yang didn't look at the others, and said calmly, "When the Qingxue Building reopens, I just happened to meet and chat with you."

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, the business of Qingxuelou must be booming!"

……

Everyone quickly complimented.

The expression on Zhao Yang's face remained the same, he waved his hands and said, "I think this square city is not far from the Sword Academy, and I plan to take it all back to the Sword Academy, do you have any opinions?"

have opinions!
But dare not say.

This Fangshi is a chicken that lays golden eggs, and everyone feels distressed to let it out like this, but at this time, no one made a sound.

"Well, let's take it as your acquiescence."

Zhao Yang smiled, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, hundreds of light spots flashed.

"Although this square city originally belonged to the Sword Academy, I don't want to take it for nothing. Let's count these mysterious treasures as compensation."

Mysterious magnetic treasure!

Everyone made moves one after another, gathered the light spots in front of them, and then pinched one of the bright stones.

Magnetic spar.

With this spar, it is easy to practice the way of black magnetism.

This is a conspiracy!

No, this is a conspiracy.

Everyone raised their heads in horror and looked at Zhao Yang with a smile on his face.