Chapter 1005: Someone bullied your apprentice!

Countless people were all awakened by Yang Zhen's fellow villagers. You woke up Lei's outer focus Linnen, and dare to say hello to a holy realm, so there may be only Yang Zhen in the world.
　　
　　 Seeing a smile-like expression on the face of the powerful saint realm, everyone has an unreal feeling. Isn't Yang Zhen this and the strong realm saint?
　　
　　 How is this possible, but if not, what does the smile of the Holy Realm mean?
　　
The countless people's faces were all ridiculous, and the big mouth of the fire sickle closed unconsciously, and he looked at Yang Zhen forcefully, and then looked at the strong men of the Holy Realm, quietly toward the edge of the Tianquan Queyang array. Rely on.
　　
　　 At this moment, the strong man of the Holy Realm suddenly stretched out his hand, and Yang Zhen's face changed wildly, and flew towards the Jiulong Coffin without any room for resistance.
　　
　　Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er's face changed a lot, just about to shoot, saw Yang Zhen waved his hand, and immediately forced to hold back.
　　
　　 is not malicious, anyway, Yang Zhen can't feel it!
　　
After landing on the Jiulong Coffin, Yang Zhen looked up and down at the Holy Realm strongman and muttered to himself: "Obviously, is this the breath of the Holy Realm strongman? Sure enough, it scares the Ben Sao San ."
　　
"Ben Sao Sheng?" A strange look appeared on the face of the powerful Sacred Realm, and he suddenly laughed and said: "Interesting, a little interesting, you reminded the old man of an old man, the same is the way to return. Why..."
　　
　　 said some inexplicable words, the sacred realm sighed while watching Yang Zhen and then said, "Are you awakening the old man?"
　　
　　 Hearing this, the five and a half steps of the Great Saint's face changed wildly, and he didn't dare to be angry. He looked nervously at the Holy Realm.
　　
　　 If Yang Zhen really brought the Holy Realm back to life, then Yang Zhen might not really need to die today.
　　
　　 Those monks who had just thought about singing the cat upside down and you were too beautiful, it was as if it was awful to swallow a fly alive.
　　
　　 However, what surprised many people was that Yang Zhen shook his head and said seriously: "No!"
　　
　　 "No?" Sacred Realm's face showed a curious look, looked at Yang Zhen with a smile, and said: "You have to think clearly, if you wake up the old man, the old man will spare your life."
　　
　　Yang Zhen grinned and said, "My fellow, your joke is not funny at all. If Ben Sao Sheng wants to live, he can't take it away. Are you sure you can do it?"
　　
　　 "It's a little interesting!" The powerful saint realm suddenly smiled and reached out to press on the cover of Yang Zhentian's spirit. With Yang Zhentian's cultivation of Jiu Chongtian, he didn't hide.
　　
　　 In fact, Yang Zhen didn’t even hide, what a joke, in case of the action of avoiding, annoying the Holy Realm, he would never know how to die.
　　
　　Speaking is an art. In front of the Holy Realm, you can say some inexplicable words, but you can never do something inexplicable, because it will kill people.
　　
　　Just when everyone thought Yang Zhen was dead, the strong man of Holy Realm shouted, shocked, and said horror: "How could this be?"
　　
　　Which way?
　　
　　 The powerful saints will be inexplicable.
　　
　　 Yang Zhen looked at the Holy Realm Powerhouse in a daze. Everyone looked at the Holy Realm Powerhouse in a dumbfounded way. Where do I know how the Holy Realm Powerhouse said this? What was it like?
　　
　　 Just dare not move!
　　
　　 There was one on the scene, no one dared to move casually.
　　
At this moment, the strong man in the Holy Realm frowned suddenly and said: "The old man's coffin has been refined for thousands of years. You can force the successful refining in such a short period of time. Question, what are you going to do with it?"
　　
　　 "Pretend!" Yang Zhen answered without thinking.
　　
　　Pretend?
　　
　　 The Sacred Realm frowned, turned around and glanced. His eyes fell on the Fire Scythe. The Fire Scythe's face suddenly changed wildly and rushed outward.
　　
　　 "He is not worthy!"
　　
　　 came with a soft hum, and did not see any action of the powerful in the holy realm. The fire sickle suddenly wailed and fell from midair. The blood spewed like a fountain along the way, scaring everyone's face pale, and their hearts almost stopped.
　　
　　 When the fire sickle fell on the ground, all the people were shocked to find that the fire sickle was dead.
　　
　　A half-step great saint, just died in front of everyone, and even the soul could not get out of the body, just died.
　　
　　 Everyone's face showed a panicked expression, afraid of the dissatisfied look on the face of the Holy Realm in front of him, and stared at himself with one glance.
　　
　　 "Huilong Tianjue? The senior of Kowloon is too deceiving." Gu Po's face changed wildly, staring at the Holy Realm strongman on the Jiulong Coffin, all with a sad expression on her face.
　　
Yang Zhen yelled, pointing at the fire sickle and said: "See if you see it, everyone sees it. The death of the fire sickle has nothing to do with Ben Sao Sheng. It is this old... This senior stared at you with a look, you Testify to Ben Sao Sheng."
　　
　　Jiulong Dasheng looked dumbfounded and laughed, said: "Sure enough, even the character is like, kid, who the are you?"
　　
　　Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Senior, who is your acquaintance?"
　　
　　 Jiulong Jiulong shook his head and said, "Well, you are not him anyway, boy, the old man is a little tired. Is there a good place for the old man to sleep?"
　　
　　 Hearing this, everyone subconsciously swallowed.
　　
　　 Jiulong Jiulong is going to sleep, what does this mean?
　　
　　 "There is, there is really a good place for seniors to rest." Yang Zhen said quickly, glaring at the reluctant Chilong, and said, "You just have to make another nest."
　　
Kowloon Dasheng accidentally glanced at the dragon next to him and laughed, said: "It's okay, the old man will still grab a place with you. You and I are half. I didn't expect that there is such a treasure in the small sect. ."
　　
Speaking of this, Jiulong Dasheng took a deep look at Gu Po and others, and his body suddenly disappeared into the air. Chi Long suddenly wailed and rushed towards the emperor monument, fearing that Jiulong Dasheng would it. Its nest.
　　
　　 And everyone who heard the words of the Great King of Kowloon had a shocked look on their faces. Even a powerful person in the Holy Realm was said to be the treasure, what is it?
　　
　　Shang Yuanzong, how is it possible to have such a treasure?
　　
　　 Watching the Great Nine Saints disappear into the sight of everyone, Gu Po and other small disciples of the monstrous monarchy all showed a big sigh of relief on their faces, and hurriedly pulled the body of the fire sickle to leave.
　　
　　Yang Zhen glared and said, "Damn, come and go whenever you want. If you are a restaurant here? Don't rush to sleep, fellow, I want to pretend to be a few people!"
　　
　　 "Boy, don't deceive people too much!" Gu Po and others stumbled, almost dropped the body of the fire sickle, staring at Yang Zhen with a desperate look.
　　
　　 Yang really called out: "Oh, fellow, someone wants to beat your apprentice, shit, so many people bully me, do you still care about your apprentice?"
　　
　　 Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone on the scene was struck by lightning.
　　
　　Are you too good at climbing upright?
　　
　　In such a blink of an eye, you have become an apprentice of the Holy Realm?
　　
How powerful is the Holy Realm~EbookFREE.me~ Throughout the ages, there have been so many people, how many strong people at the peak of the astronomical period have stepped into the realm of the half-step Great Saint, and have been so stranded in this sky since then In the middle of life, it is impossible to break through the Holy Realm.
　　
　　Don't say it's a Yang Zhen in your area, that is, all the half-step great saints who are thinking about having a master in the Holy Realm.
　　
　　 What kind of father and mother were born of this bastard, and how did they raise so big?
　　
Seeing Gu Po and others staggeringly left Shang Yuanzong, the cheap cat sneaked out of nowhere, and came to Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, don't call it, and close when you see it. Although this guy in Kowloon is approachable, don’t go too far. Besides, he is almost asleep now."
　　
　　 "Sleep..." Yang Zhen stayed for a while, and hurriedly said: "Quick, open the array, close the door, let the dog..."
　　
　　 At this moment, a sudden voice sounded in Yang Zhen's mind: "Boy, you come!"
　　
　　 "Who?" Yang Zhen stared at his eyes, staring at the surroundings with caution, and asked, "Who calls me?"
　　
　　 "Who shouted you?" The cheap cat pouted, his face cautious and sneaky.
　　
　　 "You come too!"
　　
　　 This voice is not a sound. Yang Zhen and the cheap cat shuddered, looking at each other, they were all a little ignorant.
　　
　　 "Damn, didn't you say you fell asleep?"
　　
　　 "You ask me, I ask who to go, maybe... a little insomnia?"