Chapter 1171: I'm sorry!

The formation is broken!
　　
　　 Seeing Yang Zhen's small array, everyone exclaimed.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli's face flashed with a suspicious gloom, and now he had no time to speak or desire, and hurriedly immersed his mind in the stele.
　　
　　Don't even dare to delay Lin Miaoyi, after Weng Yongli left, hurriedly began to comprehend the 12 Qinglian.
　　
　　Compared to comprehension of Twelve Qinglian, whether it is possible to win this competition is a trivial matter.
　　
　　 After all, it’s the Qinglian Gate that doesn’t have magical powers. This supreme exercise, even Lin Miaoyi of the Qinglian Gate, is very precious, not to mention that the urn of the Tiansheng Gate never left.
　　
A glance at Yang Zhen, who is still studying the formation, has a lingering look flashing in his eyes. This time, he is comparing who can comprehend the twelve green lotuses in the stele, only because of the ground hidden in the stele In Kaiyuan Array, the three people could not crack, which was the second best. Now Yang Zhen cracked the array, and it was good to make mistakes and hit the wrong way. Weng Yongli still admired Yang Zhen a little.
　　
　　 But it was just admiration, and now I realized that Twelve Qinglian was the final result of this competition.
　　
　　 On the gift of comprehension, Weng Yongli really has never encountered anything more powerful than him.
　　
　　 In a quick glance, Yang Zhen seems to be still studying the market, this is not in a hurry at all?
　　
There are twelve green lotuses in the stele, even in the green lotus gate, no one can practice, and with the style of the green lotus gate, they will definitely do some tricks on the twelve green lotus exercises. Comprehend, the twelve Qinglian exercises will disappear inside the stone tablet, avoiding being comprehended by the second person.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli sneered, his face was full of contempt, and when I realized the twelve Qinglian, let you know that the person who laughed to the end was my Weng Yongli, not you Yang Zhen!
　　
Confident Weng Yongli immersed his mind in the stand, and Zhou Tong frowned, looking at Yang Zhen, somewhat puzzled.
　　
　　 The ghost-like mother-in-law's face regained the appearance of smiling but not smiling, but at this time, looking at Zhou Tong's eyes, some gloating.
　　
Those who are able to be brought to the Sanshan Conference by the three powerful players with one foot, which is not a talented supernatural wizard, a little slower, it may not even be able to see the twelve Qinglian exercises, Yang Zhen Not worried at all?
　　
　　Yang Zhen was not in a hurry, Zhou Tong was in a hurry, glanced at the ghost ghost mother-in-law and fake old road, and really saw the expression of gloating on the faces of the two.
　　
The mother-in-law of Chenggui has full confidence in Weng Yongli, and the must know that no matter whether Lin Miaoyi has realized the 12 Qinglian, or Weng Yongli has realized the 12 Qinglian, the practice method of the 12 Qinglian in the stele , Will surely disappear.
　　
　　 In this way, Yang Zhen only focused on researching the position, and I am afraid that there is no chance to even catch a glance at the 12 Qinglian.
　　
Zhou Tong was a little anxious, even if he was a strong man near the door, he was almost unable to hold his breath. In the end, everyone could not help but just started to speak, Weng Yongli suddenly felt a shock, opened his eyes in surprise, and opened his eyes towards the grandstand. Come up.
　　
Yep?
　　
　　 Zhou Tong froze for a moment, looking weirdly at the fake.
　　
"What's wrong?" Fake Laodao asked, frowning. The expression on Weng Yongli's face was really weird. It was like someone cheated him, but he dare to be angry and dare not say anything. It was a blank look.
　　
　　 Weng Yongli's face was erratic, but he didn't dare to stare at the fake old man. He was about to speak. Lin Miaoyi suddenly retreated with a sudden bang.
　　
　　 An urn has left people dumbfounded. Now even Lin Miaoyi has stepped back. What happened in the stele?
　　
　　 Seeing that Lin Miaoyi had stepped back, the expression on Weng Yongli's face was even more angry, and he looked up at the fake Tao, and he stopped talking.
　　
　　The mother-in-law groaned, glanced at the fake old princess, and Shen Sheng said, "What the happened?"
　　
　　 Hearing the mother-in-law's words, Weng Yongli seemed to have raised the courage and said aloud: "Master, the stone tablet is empty, there is no twelve green lotus at all, there is nothing in it!"
　　
what?
　　
　　 Hearing this, everyone on the scene was stunned, and turned to look at the fake old road.
　　
　　Fake old Taoist whispered: "Impossible, the old man personally crushed the jade of Chuan Gongyu and portrayed it into the stele. Even the small Famen in it were portrayed by the old man himself. How could it be impossible?"
　　
　　Weng Yongli gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "But there is nothing in it!"
　　
　　 At this time, Lin Miaoyi looked at Yang Zhen strangely, and then a ridiculous look flashed in his eyes. He turned to the fake master and said, "Master, but it is empty!"
　　
"This is impossible!"
　　
　　 The fake old man was shocked. He stood up and walked off the stage. Suddenly he heard a sound, and he was shocked.
　　
　　 Yang Zhen laughed, looking at the position in his hands, he couldn't help but muttered to himself: "It turns out that this is the case, the predecessors who portrayed this position are really awe-inspiring. I have learned what I learned, and this time I didn't come to nothing."
　　
　　 Speaking of this, Yang Zhen suddenly stunned, looked up at a group of people with scorching eyes, and asked in surprise: "What happened?"
　　
　　Coldly sneered, as he walked down to the stands, he muttered and said, "Why not? The old man clearly portrayed the Twelve Green Lotuses in his own hands... How could he disappear suddenly..."
　　
Weng Yongli didn't get the twelve Qinglian, the boss's resentment in his heart, but there was no way out of this accident, only to wait for the development of things, unconsciously looked at Yang Zhen, this bastard, luck is really good .
　　
　　If the twelve green lotus is portrayed into the stele again, wouldn’t Yang Zhen also have a chance?
　　
　　 is really a little unwilling!
　　
　　 Weng Yongli stared at Yang Zhen with hate.
　　
　　 At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly looked at the fake old man with a blank face and said, "That... isn't there only one person who can understand the 12 Qinglian?"
　　
　　 "Yes!" Fake Lao Dao's subconscious answer seemed to be still thinking about why the twelve Qinglian suddenly disappeared~EbookFREE.me~ Suddenly, Fake Lao Dao was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise.
　　
After a while, everyone reacted and looked at Yang Zhen with a dumb face, all with wide eyes.
　　
　　Yang Zhen shook the position in his hand and said, "Sorry, when I closed the position just now, I learned the 12 Qinglian by the way."
　　
　　 Hearing this, everyone present had an urge to scold the mother.
　　
　　I understand it by the way?
　　
　　 If the twelve Qinglian comprehends so well, it will not become the supreme practice of Qinglianmen.
　　
　　Don't say it is by the way, even if the Qinglian goalkeeper twelve Qinglian is open, everyone present can understand that if there is a number of slaps, it is considered to be a genius gathered, you even said... By the way, to understand?
　　
　　Zhou Tong let out a long sigh of relief, hehe laughed, looked at the fake old man, his face full of gloating expressions.
　　
　　 "You are afraid that you don't know how high this bastard's perception is. Bie Qi Niang, the old man is hurt by it, but the expression on the face of the fake Lao Dao is really comfortable!"
　　
　　 "Impossible, this is impossible!"
　　
　　Weng Yongli roared, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "I don't believe it!"
　　
　　Yang Zhenai touched the position in his hand, and the white urn looked away forever, and said, "Do you believe me, shut me up?"