"We have to find a way to sneak back to Dingbeicheng and get Zhou Tianyuanjian's Divine Realm Chapter. However, the big demon in the secret cave of Baizong Mountain is in some trouble." Zhou Yang thought to himself.
Although there are six-level high-level demons in Baizong Mountain, with his current level of cultivation, he is not afraid as long as a real seventh-level demon does not appear.
However, the trouble is that if there are too many high-level sixth-level monsters, it will be difficult to deal with them, not to mention there are many low-level and middle-level monsters at the sixth level.
Another point is that he is not afraid of the big monsters in the secret cave of Baizong Mountain, but after he leaves, will those big monsters take revenge on Dingbeicheng?
This was a big question, and he had to think it over carefully.
After a while, Zhou Yang rose into the air, carefully identified the direction, and then rushed toward the northeast.
With his cultivation comparable to that of a demigod, he could be more than a hundred miles away in an instant, and his speed was extremely fast. Nearly an hour later, he discerned the direction again and headed north again.
After another two hours, Zhou Yang turned twice and flew across a distance of four to five million miles. Only then did the appearance of military camps appear in his consciousness.
After a long period of rapid sweep, his mana consumption was also very high, so he slowed down at this time.
"Huh?" King Xiaoyao in the handsome tent suddenly raised his head, and then frowned.
The generals on both sides of the handsome case were stunned, and they also released their spiritual consciousness, but found nothing, and couldn't help but look at King Xiaoyao.
Five or sixty thousand miles away, Zhou Yang also discovered King Xiaoyao's handsome tent. After thinking about it, he rushed over.
"Who is it?" Thirty thousand miles away from the Iron Blood Legion's camp, a group of patrolling soldiers suddenly appeared in the sky. Those soldiers stood in front of Zhou Yang and surrounded him in a fan shape. The leader was a Qian Fu in the early stage of the Golden Core. long.
The commander released his spiritual consciousness and couldn't help being surprised. Judging from the person's aura, he turned out to be a master of the late Golden Elixir stage, and his heart tightened.
"I am Zhou Yang, a subordinate of Prince Xiaoyao. Thank you for your hard work!" Zhou Yang said, holding his fists.
"Zhou Yang?" When the captain heard this, he couldn't help but become wary. Although he had never met Zhou Yang, he had heard of his name. He secretly thought that this person had gone to the City of Nine Netherworlds to practice. How could he appear here? Calculated by time, but it’s still early!
"It's Zhou." Zhou Yang nodded.
"You..." the captain's eyes flickered and he said hesitantly.
"Oh, due to special reasons, Zhou left the trial site early." Seeing his appearance, Zhou Yang also explained.
"This..." The commander looked solemn, and the sergeants also became nervous.
"Let him enter the camp!" At this moment, King Xiaoyao's voice reached the ears of the commander.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The captain relaxed, then waved his hand, and the sergeants moved out of the way.
"Thank you!" Zhou Yang clasped his fists again, then swept towards the camp.
"Jiuyou Ghost City is so casual now. You can come in as you say and leave as you say?" The captain was very puzzled, but since the prince had spoken, there must be no problem with Zhou Yang's identity.
In fact, Zhou Yang originally wanted to sneak into the camp secretly, but now with his cultivation level, no one in the quasi-god realm is his opponent. However, there are millions of people in the Iron-Blooded Legion, and there are countless masters. There is no way for him to avoid so many pairs of eyes.
Now he dares to show his true face to others, but he has another purpose.
"See you, Your Majesty!" Zhou Yang entered the camp and bowed deeply to King Xiaoyao.
"Why did you come back alone, Yu, oh, where is Lao Chi?" King Xiaoyao asked in a deep voice with his eyes like daggers.
All the generals under the tent were surprised and looked at him with doubts, especially Linghu Jun.
"Your Majesty, there are some details in this. Please report them to me alone!" Zhou Yang looked at Xiaoyao Wangdao.
Some things are difficult to say in front of so many people, and if it is transmitted via voice, it cannot be explained in one or two sentences.
"You guys, please retreat first." King Xiaoyao waved his hand, and everyone in the tent also retreated despite their doubts.
After half a stick of incense, King Xiaoyao stared at Zhou Yang, his brows furrowing even deeper.
Zhou Yang was extremely nervous, silently waiting for the choice of this master of the divine realm.
If the Agni Fire Empire doesn't tolerate him, then he will really die in Hezhou. Not to mention returning to Dingbei to retrieve the treasure, not even the Iron Blood Legion can get out.
In fact, there is still more than a year. Unless someone is teleported back like him, it is impossible for the information in the ghost town to be revealed here. He could have not told these secrets. He still had enough time to go to Dingbei. Then find a way to contact the Dark Continent, and finally go to a foreign land to achieve the path of divine travel.
However, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping for the good side of human nature, hoping that King Xiaoyao would be a gentleman, hoping that Xiaoyao would appreciate him, and hoping that there would be a place for him in Hezhou.
King Xiaoyao frowned and pondered, but did not respond.
Zhou Yang paid attention to every little move of King Xiaoyao, and felt extremely nervous.
This duel is a gamble, a gamble involving life and death.
"Do you want to go back to Dingbei?" After a long time, when Zhou Yang was suffocating, King Xiaoyao said calmly.
"After my subordinates have finished handling the sect's important matters, they will definitely return to the empire to follow the prince. My subordinates' heart can be learned from the world!" Zhou Yang said solemnly.
"Well, I'll teach you a method of concentrating Qi, and supplement it with the art of disguise. No one should be able to detect it." King Xiaoyao glanced at Zhou Yang and said expressionlessly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Zhou Yang thanked him sincerely.
"Generals, listen to the order!" King Xiaoyao nodded, and then said loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of generals entered the military tent with cheers and bowed to salute the prince.
"Send the order and promote Zhou Yang to the rank of General of the Iron-Blooded Legion and deputy city lord of Sheri City, under Yun Lizi!" King Xiaoyao glanced at the crowd and shouted in a deep voice.
The generals were stunned for a moment, looked at Zhou Yang, and then all looked at King Xiaoyao.
Zhou Yang is only a late-stage Golden Elixir cultivator. He seems to be just entering the late-stage stage. He is a bit reluctant to serve as a deputy general, let alone a general. Could it be that the prince gave the wrong military order?
"This order!" King Xiaoyao's face darkened and he said coldly.
"Yes!" The generals were startled and hurriedly bowed in response.
It's just a matter of being named the general of the Iron-Blooded Legion, but he actually also leads the first deputy city lord of Sheri City. What kind of good fortune does this Zhou Yang have?
"This is the general's card, and a letter from my king to Brother Tea King. Keep it." After saying this, King Xiaoyao threw the two things to Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang's expression relaxed, he took the token and the jade slip, and bowed to King Xiaoyao.
"Cloud." King Xiaoyao waved his hand and threw out another object.
"Yes!" Zhou Yang accepted the order, reached out to grab the object, turned around and left.
The shuttle-shaped battleship was racing at lightning speed. Zhou Yang sat cross-legged in the cabin, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, frowning tightly.
He was carefully pondering King Xiaoyao's intentions.
