Chapter 893: The 8th Dragon Elephant! Destructive!

　　 Yang Zhen felt that he might have realized the feeling of the monkey brother at that time, and the station was not stable, and it was a sky when he looked up.
　　 It's okay if it's just a piece of sky, but this sky has also condensed a huge thunder giant. If it wasn't for Yang Zhen who had already practiced the Longxiang Town prison body to the state of Mahayana, I'm afraid it would be killed by a slap.
　　 Feeling powerless and uncomfortable!
　　 But almost no one knows to what extent Yang Zhen's physical resilience is so strong, um, except Xiaoguliang!
　　 Of course, God may be added now!
Under the eyes of all eyes, Yang Zhen was all covered in green smoke, and looked up at the thunder giant hand that fell from the sky. From a distance of millions of feet, he blew the clothes on Yang Zhen's body violently, and even the green came out of his body. The smoke is all crooked.
　　Yang Zhen barely had a piece of skin intact. Under the strong wind, pieces of black residue fell down, revealing blood-red skin.
　　 That's the color that blood stains red!
　　 Hua Youyue bit her lip, this is the first time she showed such an expression, looking at Yang Zhen, two lines of clear tears left behind her cheeks, and fell to the ground with a click.
　　Han Yan'er was already crying and yelling at Yang Zhen: "Yang Zhen, you bastard, you... you hold on to me!"
　　Feng Wuya and other people's expressions changed continuously, staring at Yang Zhen, one of them counted, and his breathing was heavier than the cow.
　　 For thirty thousand years, there may be others who have achieved the same level as Yang Zhen, but who are they?
　　 The great sage who reclaimed the sea from the earthquake mountain, and the emperor realm who destroyed the heaven and earth in his hands, like Yang Zhen in the fight against the heavens and the earth, with a posture of arrogance, whoever gave me away.
　　 But...
　　 Yang Zhen is just a monk in the Nineth Heaven of the God of Transcendence. If such a monk is thrown in the world of the Great Desolation, it is just an ordinary disciple of the ordinary sect.
　　It should have been under the protection of Zongmen and Zongmen strong men, carefree cultivation, receive some resources every day, and enjoy the world with a group of younger brothers and sisters.
　　 And Yang Zhen, taking the God of Nine Chong Tianxiu as a god, he faced the sky rage alone, and now he was seriously injured and faced with such terrible Tianwei, he...what did he do?
Both Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er knew that Yang Zhen didn't do anything harmless except ordinary people who always offended others. Even if it was, it was just because it was shameless, pitting some people, and harmless. , Not to mention anger.
　　 Such a person, why is it out of control?
　　Han Yan'er's voice made Hua Youyue startled, turned around and looked at the cheap cat, hesitant to say anything.
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The cheap cat was startled, staring at Hua Youyue and said: "Hua girl, don't look at me, even if you cut the road, you can't help Yang Zhen, you are a reincarnated person, you can't stand it, and Yang Zhen Against the sky and change your life, it stands to reason that you should be more tolerated by the world than this bastard. Now rush up, not to mention the emperor, even if the king of heaven wants to spare Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen can't survive."
　　 Hua Youyue's face flashed a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, nodded, and put her eyes on Yang Zhen again.
　　 After listening to the cheap cat, Feng Wuya and others were really taken aback and looked at Hua Youyue with a stunned face.
　　 "This... What kind of evil are these people around Yang Zhen, and Hua Sheng Nu is actually a reincarnated person?" Even the status of Feng Wuya was a bit dumbfounded.
　　Five rounds of Tianzun swallowed and murmured: "Oh, maybe I really found a backer."
　　Tang Tianqiang strong man, a guy who burns the soul of the gods, said to a little girl in the magical period that he found a backer. Other than not feeling ridiculous, others looked enviously at Wulun Tianzun.
　　 Five rounds of Tianzun just burned a lot of gods and souls just now, which is that their realm is relatively high. If they are replaced by other people below the stage, they will not stop once they burn, and they will die long ago.
When the people set their eyes on Yang Zhen again, Yang Zhen suddenly turned his head and looked to the people, looking all the way, falling on Han Yan'er, grinning, his mouth full of big white teeth, hanging on his dark face It's very embarrassing, even funny.
　　 No one could laugh, and the tears in the eyes of Yang Zhen, Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er fell when they saw it like this.
　　 Yang Zhen seemed to raise his hand and did a tear-wiping action, and with the cry of Han Yan'er wow, with the last trace of strength, he said in a word: "Famine! Heaven! Sacrifice!"
　　 hum!
　　The world is turbulent, the entire demon collar seems to be irritable, countless worlds of vitality seem to be given life, and rushed towards Yang Zhen crazy.
Roar!
　　I don’t know who yelled, shattered under the curtain of the sky, a burst of golden light rushed towards Yang Zhen, countless monks shouted frantically, and looked at Yang Zhen, almost fanatic!
　　Feng Wuya and other people's faces changed greatly. After a shocked look, they were all surprised!
　　 "This... turned out to be that kind of power, how did Yang Zhen do it?" A look of shock flashed on the face of the old Yuelong, looking to the thousands of nearly fanatical monks.
　　 Feng Wuya pondered for a moment, and said: "Yang Zhen's son, I am afraid that he is born to be the life of the party's master!"
　　 Everyone was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
　　 Wulun Tianzun laughed, and felt more and more that he found a big backer!
　　 The power of terror makes the surrounding world meet, and terror is like a whirlpool, holding Yang Zhen's body up.
　　Yang Zhen carried the big missing sword and stared into the air and laughed: "Come out, solve it once, lest Ben Sao Sheng get hurt again, after all it hurts!"
What?
　　 Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the group of people around were all dumbfounded, and they became nervous.
　　Could there be other people around?
　　 Feng Wuya snorted coldly, just about to order it, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar in the sky. There were hundreds of shadows in the horror Leihai!
　　 "Heaven and Earth Beast!"
　　 The cheap cat groaned and wandered around the spot: "It's broken and broken, how can you forget this thing!"
　　Feng Wuya and others stared dumbly at the terrifying beasts in the air, and rushed out after the terrifying giant. Yang Zhen was like a mouse in front of these things.
　　 However, at this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly blew a whistle and laughed and said, "Brothers, set it!"
Roar!
　　 A black light shook the sky, black air covered the sky!
　　唳!
　　 A gleam of golden light was overwhelming, with huge wings flying across!
　　The evil shadow black man likes the heaven and earth beasts the most. After seeing the heaven and earth beasts, he shines his eyes.
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　　 As soon as the two guys came out, they rushed towards the sides of the sky, and in a turn, they crossed the thunder giant hand and stopped hundreds of fierce beasts.
　　Feng Wuya et al. thought about how Yang Zhen could elicit so many terrible beasts in the world. When he saw the shadow of thunder rushing down from the sky, they all screamed, their eyes widened, and they couldn't even speak.
　　 Yang Zhen laughed, took a deep breath, and roared: "The eighth dragon elephant, open!"
　　 The eighth dragon elephant!
　　Due to the terrifying power of Yang Zhen's body at this time, forcibly using the Eighth Dragon Elephant is a bit dangerous, but... it's really fun to get up!
Roar!
　　 A roar of dragon elephant came from behind Yang Zhen. The huge pan dragon covered the sky and covered the sky. In the buzz of the sword in his hand, the whole world seemed to be frozen!
　　 "Bing!"
　　 Rumble!
　　 A sword is turbulent, countless thunders are blasting in all directions, and half of the demon gods around them have been affected by this terrible blow and destroyed most of them!
　　 Feng Wuya's distressed mouth was trembling, but his eyes were squinting, and watching the sea of ​​terror in the midst of the sky, it was so dissipated, and there was a feeling of not responding.
　　 Boom!
　　Yang Zhen fell to the ground again and smashed a big hole again!
　　 Countless people rushed towards Yang Zhen, one white and one red figure, lightning fast between blasts!