Chapter 1002: Can really scold the dead!

The terrifying air waves covered the sky, and the violent sky and air in mid-air seemed like a sea, and the rivers and rivers turned between the seas and people. It was terrifying, and a group of people shouted with excitement. The cold hair roots burst, and the emotions reached the extreme.
　　
　　Yang Zhen's momentum is like a rainbow. In the mid-air, with the help of the horror power of the Barren Heaven Offering, Xiuwei directly broke through the ninth heaven of the celestial phenomena period.
　　
Chilong and Tung Tin-Ye are also arrogant and violent, covering the sky and covering the sun, especially the Chiron, with wings on their backs, huge wings in the air, and howling and roaring, where there is a little weak look, a pair of eyes scarlet is endless The tyranny, if it wasn't for Yang Zhen's containment, would have rushed to desperately.
　　
However, it is the poor Qixian behind Yang Zhen that has made many half-step big horrors. This horrible thing has never been seen before. No one can condense the legendary Heavenly Punisher such as Qiqixianxu. The beast became a virtual shadow. For a time, the five and a half steps of the Great Saint's face changed wildly, staring at Yang Zhen in midair, all with a look of consternation on his face.
　　
Huo Si's face was so blue that Yang Zhen was so ridiculed twice and so much that he was irritated. He roared and pointed at Yang Zhen, saying, "Boy, you think you can be saved from death with the help of Chi Long and Tun Tian Ji ?"
　　
Roar--!
　　
　　The voice just fell, and a magma emerged out of thin air behind the fire sickle. Between the violent energy and a huge figure, a huge figure appeared, which was a legendary flame beast.
　　
　　The flame beast roared into the heavens, and after seeing the poor sky, he was not afraid at all, but had a feeling of eagerness to try.
　　
　　The fire sickle laughed, stood up, standing in the air, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, even if the Holy Realm comes today, it will not change the end of the destruction of Shang Yuanzong."
　　
Seeing this scene, everyone around was frightened, and just one person with a fire sickle gathered such a terrible wave. It is conceivable that the five and a half steps of the Great Saint broke out the most powerful fighting force. What a terrible thing.
　　
　　Boom!
　　
　　 came again after a series of rumblings, the endless real-element fluctuations also broke out in Gu Po and others. The huge waves raged, the Dao covered the sky, and a series of fields formed in the blink of an eye.
　　
Not to mention others, even Yang Zhen was taken aback. No one expected that the Dayou Dynasty's half-step sage, the outbreak of Dao, could even be connected together, forming a field-like existence. .
　　
　　The low-pitched cat groaned on the ground and said, "Boy, the big things are not good. These guys seem to be thinking, you need to be careful."
　　
"Dao Yitong?" Yang Zhen's eyes were rounded, his face was all horrified, and a black wave was exploded with a loud sword in his hand, although the evil shadow and the black figure were compared with the dragon. There are many small ones, but after all, it is also an ancient fierce beast. Apart from the violent flames, he roared at the five and a half steps of the Great Saint.
　　
　　 "Oh, I'm so scared. The half-step big holy dynasty of the Dayou dynasty is really unusual, but it's a bit inappropriate to use the word Daoyi to figure it out."
　　
　　 The cheap cat just rightly asked: "How should it be best described?"
　　
　　Yang Zhen smiled and said, "Is it embarrassing? Or do you smell the same?"
　　
　　 Bang!
　　
　　The fire sickle was furious again and again, after hearing Yang Zhen's words, he roared and rushed towards Yang Zhen: "The boy with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, you die for the old man!"
　　
　　 hum!
　　
Suppressed by the horrible moral power, Yang Zhen's figure in the air suddenly staggered, but his face showed a playful look, staring at the fire sickle, his eyes solidified, and between his hands, the violent heaven and earth of the air suddenly appeared. Interwoven into a net.
　　
　　 "Is the half-step big sacred person awesome, privately running into a house, you are a taboo, and you have come to the one-acre three-point ground of Bensao St., so arrogant, but look at what is called the real field!"
　　
　　 said, Yang Zhen raised his hands violently over his head, and a burst of violent force suddenly came from Shang Yuanzong in all directions.
　　
　　 In mid-air, a huge blazing sun suddenly passed through the layers of dark clouds and thunder, exuding the light like a world of extinction, and covering the entire Baiyun Mountain.
　　
"Half hanging child Tianquan Queyang Formation?" Between the movement of Yang Zhen's hands, Tianquan Queyang Formation changed drastically, and a violent wave of devastating waves rushed out and re-condensed into one in the blink of an eye. The huge sky covered everyone.
　　
　　 "There is a good sentence that you said. Even today, even if the Holy Realm is coming, you old man will certainly die!"
　　
　　 Yang Zhen flashed a dignified look on his face, staring at the fire sickle that rushed up to change his face, Shen Sheng said: "Tianquan come!"
　　
　　哗!
　　
As Yang Zhen's voice fell to the ground, a tremendous sound of water came, mixed with the violent thunder in the air, the power of terror seemed to be like Tianwei, and it seemed like a mighty sea wave. From nine days, it fell heavily into the sky of Queyang. In formation.
　　
　　 "Impossible, that is, the Tianquan Queyang Formation in the Tianquan Holy Land, also does not have such power. How did you do it?"
　　
　　 The face of the fire sickle changed a lot, and he stopped in the air, and the face of Gu Po and others also became very ugly, rushing towards Yang Zhen crazy.
　　
　　 "Quick, kill Yang Zhen, this is the full version of Tianquan Queyang Array, no, Tianquan Queyang Array has no such power at all, this... this is not Tianquan Queyang Array!"
　　
　　 "Yes!" Yang Zhen's expression gradually became colder, Shen Sheng said: "This is an upgraded version of Tianquan Queyang Formation, Tianquan Queyang Mountain and River Formation!"
　　
　　As Yang Zhen's voice fell to the ground, terrifying mountains appeared in the air, as if held in Yang Zhen's hand, and rushed toward the fire sickle heavily.
　　
　　Yang Zhen laughed aloud, and her clothes were raging fiercely, her hair flying, like an ancient of war, and her body was full of anger.
　　
　　 "Old irons, help me to crush this bad old man, shit, bully Shang Yuanzong, but it can't be done by a few and a half steps.
　　
Roar--!
　　
In mid-air, the two ancient fierce beasts completely ran away. The violent air waves squeezed the surrounding space away. What about the half-step Great Saint, the two raging guys, Chilong and Tuntianzhi, just casually Can squeeze one.
　　
　　 "Be careful of the fire sickle!" The elder elder angered, screamed, and threw the sword in his hand into the air.
　　
Yang Zhen laughed, and looked at the angrily corrupted elder, said: "Elder elder, haven't you told me, don't you just throw things out casually when you are outside? People, it's not very good to hit flowers and plants after all, how ethical, do you say it?"
　　
　　 Big elder puffed out blood, staring at Yang Zhen's face.
　　
　　 It was only then that the hearts of everyone found awkwardly that Yang Zhen, the bastard, said that he would scold everyone in the Dayou Dynasty, not just talking casually.
　　
　　As the words said, the elder elder directly angered his blood, and he breathed out without holding his breath.
　　
　　Yang really can scold the dead. Who has seen this fresh and vulgar scolding technique?
　　
　　 Everyone heard creeps~EbookFREE.me~ throwing things around?
　　
　　 This is obviously a horrible martial art. Was Yang Zhen described as throwing things?
　　
　　Half-step big saints even sacrificed the saints, to what extent should this martial art be violent?
　　
The people looked up at the holy soldiers with violent vitality in the air, and their faces were all horrified, but the violent martial arts in the hearts of the people did not erupt, and the long sword of the soldiers flew into the air. There was a violent shaking, and it twisted up.
　　
　　 Apparently, under the anger of the elders, he could not control his flying sword.
　　
　　 At this moment, a dark shadow came out, swallowing the holy sword into his stomach, and flew to Yang Zhen.
　　
The elder opened his mouth and looked at the sacred soldier who was disappearing, and another blood spurted out. He was staggered by the stiff passive nature of the evil shadow, and he roared with sorrow: "Yang Zhen, Give me back my sword!"
　　
　　 The voice just fell, and a miserable cry came, and the fire sickle was kicked in the air like a ball by the two dragons and swallows, and the two were not so happy.
　　
　　 Seeing this scene, everyone around was boiling and shouting with exhaustion.
　　
　　 Ren Changsheng looked at the air with excitement, and then looked at Tianyue's grandma.
　　
　　 Grandma Tianyue's face shone with shock and eagerness, and muttered in his mouth: "Wait, wait..."