Chapter 290: Paladin has spirit! Choose your own!

Thousands of dead bones, all kneeling on the ground, facing one direction, hang their heads and die.
Anyone who sees this scene will feel a shock.
Yang Zhen heard the cry of the cheap cat and ran over to see it. He was suddenly taken aback, and he couldn't help but shouted.
Looking up, the cheap cat was sitting on the ground beside him, looking at Sao Ji with a furious look.
Sao Ji didn't know what was going on. He dragged the tail of the mean cat desperately out of the way.
The cheap cat was impatient with Sao Ji Diao, stretched out his paws and slapped his head against Sao Ji's head in a series of beats, and said angrily: "Let go, you give it to the deity, shit, the thing here is not you Why can't you take it at home?"
"No!" Sao Ji looked angry, letting the cheap cat slap his head to shake the mountain, but he didn't let go.
Yang Zhen stepped forward and gave a second hand a slap. After pulling them apart, he said angrily, "Why are you still fighting?"
The cheap cat snorted and pointed to Sao Ji: "You come to judge. There are so many babies here. Sao Ji this wouldn't let the deity touch it. Why?"
Sao Chicken snorted coldly, tilting his head in an arrogant look, ignoring Yang Zhen at all, let alone a cheap cat.
"Look at you, what's the attitude of this bastard?" The cheap cat pointed to Sao Chicken. "If you put it before, the deity can slap it into roast chicken."
"No!" Sao Ji glanced at the cheap cat, looking at the cheap cat with one eye, full of disdain.
Yang Zhen ignored the two guys, turned his head and looked at the group of dead bones on the ground in amazement, frowning.
Hua Youyue came to Yang Zhen and said, "It was all killed and there was no wound on his body!"
Not only is there no wounds, even the skin on the body is not damaged, if it is not dried to become a corpse, Yang Zhen thought there were a group of people here bowing down to the ancestors.
The crowd is headed by an old man. He looks unkempt, but his body is shining brightly. I don't know how many years have passed in the past, and my breath has not completely dissipated.
This is a strong man!
Yang Zhen came in front of the old man and performed a junior salute to the old man.
"Boy, everyone is dead. What are you doing so politely with this old man?" The cheap cat came to Yang Zhen suspiciously and asked in a suspicious look: "I haven't seen you so polite before."
Yang Zhen glared at the cheap cat and said, "You know what, the dead are the big ones, they are in the earth, this is the custom of our village. This group of people can't sleep, especially these old men, don't you think that Is it pitiful?"
"Oh, listening to what you say, the deity really feels that they are a little bit pitiful. They can't live together with the heavens, and they can't sleep in the soil. But in this way, aren't all the living beings a bit pitiful?"
Speaking of which, the cheap cats were all stunned, grunting, and said in surprise: "Damn, the deity suddenly felt that what he said was justified, it just implied the avenue."
Yang Zhen snorted and said, "If this is also called Dadao, isn't Dadao too worthless? This is just a common sense of life. How can a living creature live in the world without the consciousness in this respect?"
One person and one cat, you said nothing to me, and no one noticed. Behind him, including Hua Youyue, all looked at them with surprise.
Especially the exotic woman Mo Xueling, a pair of sapphire blue-green eyes flashing a brilliant light, staring at Yang Zhen with a scorching look, full of surprise.
"I didn't expect Yang Zhen to be afraid of the earth, and even Tianzun dared to kill him with a sword. He actually had such a high level of consciousness. He spoke with sorrows, words and words, and faced the juniors who were already ancient so naturally. Li, what kind of person is he?"
On the side, Shan Yang was dumbfounded and suddenly hummed, "We don't know what kind of people, only Yang Zhen has a reason to do so."
Mo Xueling was stunned, turned his head to look at Yang Zhen, and was suddenly stunned.
In front of the old man, a ray of light flashed by suddenly, and the whole hall buzzed with a peculiar breath fluctuation. In the direction of everyone kneeling, a huge millstone turntable rumbling turned.
"Oh, it's opened!" Yang Zhenxing walked arrogantly toward the millstone turntable, and the crowd watched for a while.
The cheap cat was also stunned, looking at Yang Zhen's back and said annoyed: "Damn, the deity is fooled. How can your kid have the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young? It turned out that a way to open the secret was discovered. The old man was also very bad, and actually made such a shameless prohibition."
Mo Xueling stared blankly at Yang Zhen, and couldn't help but laughed dumbly, murmured, "It turns out so."
Arida sneered and said, "Yang Zhen, this bastard, certainly did not sincerely treat the old man with a junior gift."
Shan Yang nodded busy, just about to speak, Mo Xueling suddenly shook his head and said: "You are wrong!"
"wrong?"
Arida and Shanyang looked at each other and asked in unison: "What's wrong, isn't it?"
There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Mo Xueling’s mouth, and the dimples around her mouth had a unique and exotic charm, and she said,
When the millstone turntable opened just now, a little surprise appeared on Yang Zhen’s face. I don’t know if doing so will open the ban."
"This..." Arida and Shanyang shuddered, watching astonishly Yang Yang walked beside Mopan.
With a faint smile on the face of Hua Youyue, who walked in front of Mo Xueling, her eyes kept falling on Yang Zhen, getting softer and softer. When Yang Zhen stepped forward, she immediately said, "Be careful!" "
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "The little girl is coming, there are good things here!"
Hua Youyue was stunned, and the Lianbu models walked over and asked curiously, "What is good?"
Yang Zhen is a rich and oily guy. He has all sorts of weird things on his body. It can be said that he is a good thing.
The grindstone in the place where a few people are is very huge. After turning around, there is a beautiful seat on it, shining brightly, with a breath of awesomeness that people dare not look directly at, it should be Zongmenzhang Seat.
It's just that at this time, the position of the head of the Zongmen was empty, and no one was there. Although it was spotless, it should be a long time no one has touched it.
Yang Zhen looked back at the seat of the Zongmen, and said with a grin on his face: "Come and see for yourself, I can't pull it out!"
"Can't pull it out?" Hua Youyue looked at the probe. His eyes suddenly flashed in surprise, and said with a low voice: "Holy soldier!"
Behind the seats~EbookFREE.me~ A long sword with a shining blue light was inserted obliquely, and the ice on it was extremely rich, but it did not disperse, as if it had been guarding the long sword.
Yang Zhen nodded, jumped to the position of the head of the sect door, used all his strength to hold the sword handle, and the strength of the milk was used, and he could not pull out anything.
"Damn, little girl, let me go first. I and this broken sword!" Yang Zhen was furious and changed his angle. His body suddenly burst out with a wave of power fluctuations, shouting, and his hands were full of blue, His eyes widened.
Click!
With a clear voice, Yang Zhen's hands and arms were frozen into Bingtuozi.
"Ao lying down, it's so cold!" Yang Zhen hurriedly let go, looking at the long sword with a weird look, his eyes flashed with disdain, and said: "Broken sword must be a broken sword, broken, sour of!"
Hua Youyue lost her smile and slowly explained: "The Holy Sword is spiritual and chooses its own. Obviously, you are not its owner!"
"Who is rare!" Yang Zhen glared at the long sword, and the cheap cat next to him grinned scornfully, with a look of contempt.