Chapter 1240: Thousands of grudges! Emperor Fengyu!

Yang Zhen looked strangely at the figure in the air, he had seen the Sword of Sacrifice, but he didn't know why it appeared here.
And now the holy sword is much stronger than when he saw it.
In this state of slashing the holy sword, I am afraid that even a large lack of sword can't be tough.
Who the is he who came here with the holy sword?
"Slash the Holy Sword?" Sword Demon showed a dignified look on his face, said: "Be careful, this person is not normal."
Yang Zhen also saw that abnormality was coming, and the strong and energetic all over his body was like a legendary magic repair. It was creepy, the blood was full of sky, and the waves were like the sea. , Washed away by the thundering rain.
The Five Territories is really not the only place where the Four Territories can enter.
There are silhouettes everywhere in the mountains and forests around the silhouettes. At least Yang Zhen saw Dao Chi and even saw Mei Wuhua.
"Aren't Mei Wuhua with you? Why are you here?"
Yang Zhen turned to look at the cheap cat and asked, his face full of dignity.
This old guy actually left Xiaoguliang and Xiaodaochi alone and came to the Five Wonders?
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Hua Youyue shook her head and said, "You misunderstood Senior Mei, he and Senior Jiulong said they would have extremely dangerous things to do, so they did not go with us, and we The two, together with the cheap cat and Jin Wu, are not dangerous."
Yang Zhen froze for a moment and asked, "Why did I only see Mei Wuhua, where did my fellow Jiulong go?"
The cheap cat pouted and said, "Isn't it on it?"
"Above?"
Yang Zhen was shocked, and there was a shocked look on his face. He looked at the silhouette of endless hostility in the blood sea. The murderous opportunity emerged, and he could not feel the breath of Kowloon at all.
"This is... Jiulong fellow?" Yang Zhen felt a little unbelievable.
What is this for?
The cheap cat's face was rarely serious, and said, "Boy, Jiulong's current state seems to be a bit wrong, it should have been eroded by magic energy."
"Magic Qi?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure in the air. "That is to say, the fellow in Kowloon is now in danger?"
The cheap cat shook his head and said, "It's not in danger. Kowloon is a holy realm, after all, as long as you keep your heart, it's not easy to be completely eroded by magic energy, but you don't know what he is going to do."
Yang Zhen flew towards Mei Wuhua, the speed was so fast, the crowd didn't respond at all, and Yang Zhen had arrived beside Mei Wuhua.
Mei Wuhua was taken aback. After seeing who was coming, she was taken aback. "Yang Zhen?"
"It's me!" Yang Zhen said with a deep voice: "Why are you here, what's wrong with him in Jiulong fellow?"
Mei Wuhua smiled bitterly and said, "I thought the speed of the cultivation of the Holy Master and Dao Chi girl had already surprised the old man. I didn't expect to see you again, but you brought more shock to the old man. ..."
Speaking of which, Mei Wuhua's face showed a helpless look and said, "Let's go for tens of thousands of years. Let him go. This kind of thing, we can't get in touch."
"What grievances of tens of thousands of years? What is going on?" Yang Zhen asked strangely.
At this time, everyone around them gathered around, and after seeing Yang Zhen's age and cultivation as the realm, Qi Qi was taken aback, and suddenly there was a lot of discussion.
"Who is this young man, and he is already a realm of saints at a young age, is it a genius from a wild heritage?"
"My God, this kind of talent, looking at the entire cultivation world, I am afraid I can't find a second person?"
"Why can't I find a second person, you forgot the teenager just now?"
"That's a human?"
There was a lot of discussion, and there was a shocked look on his face.
The surrounding discussions heard Yang Zhen's irritability, and a violent momentum suddenly broke out on his body. Between the waves and the sky, like everyone in the sky, everyone changed their faces and looked at Yang Zhen with a watchful face. The face is full of daring expressions.
"Ah, I remembered that he was Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen had already broken through the realm of the Holy Lord."
"What? Yang Zhen? Is he already a holy realm?"
The voice of discussion gradually dissipated. Obviously, everyone who knew Yang Zhen had informed Yang Zhen of his temperament.
This is not annoying.
Others don't mess with him, he always finds trouble for others, and once offended this guy, there will be no good life in the future.
Amidst the chills, Yang Zhen turned to stare at Mei Wuhua and said, "Is there any danger in the current state of my fellow Jiulong?"
"There are naturally dangers, but..."
Mei Wuhua hadn't finished talking, and there was a sound of laughter running through the world, in all directions, unpredictable, not to mention everyone, even Yang Zhen could not determine where this person was in the end.
But Yang Zhen can be sure that the person in front of him is not very old.
Under such a terrifying power, this young man created the cosmic world and the terrifying sky in mid-air.
This guy... so powerful!
Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at the air, his mind completely condensed.
"Kowloon... for so many years, you are still so persistent, why not?"
The young man’s voice seemed to come from Jiu You, which made people feel a bit creepy.
Yang Zhen froze.
This person and Jiulong really knew each other.
The grievances of tens of thousands of years that Mei Wuhua said refer to this young man?
The blood in the midair stepped out of the sky and thunder step by step, and it was Jiulong, but at this time Jiulong was deeply hostile and full of murderous opportunities.
"Why?" Jiulong's voice was like talking to his friends for many years after tea and dinner, and there was no anger at all.
Hearing the voice of Kowloon, Yang Zhen was relieved.
"The grievances of tens of thousands of years, the pain of three generations of reincarnation, why do you ask me?
Jiulong is like narrating an irrelevant thing, even with a hint of smile, in the air, the sword flying, a wave of terrifying terror, turning over the river.
Roar!
Nine mad dragons flew in mid-air, endless breath filled the sky, and the surrounding air condensed.
With a shocked look on his face, Yang Zhen turned to look at Mei Wuhua and asked, "Here in Jiulong fellow... is he the one who seals the magic gate?"
"How is it possible!" Mei Wuhua smiled bitterly, said: "The person who sealed the magic gate is the emperor Fengyu!"
"Emperor Fengyu is... the fellow of the fellow of Jiulong?" Yang Zhen's eyes widened.
Mei Wuhua nodded and said, "In order to save Kowloon, the Emperor Fengyu sealed the magic gate at the expense of the soul. When she was about to succeed, she was injured by Mozun Shuya ~EbookFREE.me~ The three-life reincarnation lowered the curse of forbidden art, which sealed the sparse cliff, but... it can only seal this life."
Mozun sparse cliff!
Coming out soon?
With a weird look on Yang Zhen's face, he looked at the Jiulong Jiongzun in the air and said aloud, "My fellow, do you want to help?"
After hearing Yang Zhen's words, the crimson Kowloon looked shocked and completely restored Qingming. He laughed and said, "How can a demon Venerable let Xiaoyou take action, see me slashing this today, we Rejoice the wine!"
"impossible!"
The sound of Shuya was disdainful. It seemed to be shocked by the restoration of Jiulong in Kowloon. All the might in the air was condensed and suddenly rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen grinned and wondered: "Look, this is not a grudge between you and this guy. He even kills Ben Sao Sheng."
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