Chapter 1192: Reluctant to make something difficult for it!

How powerful are the people in Sannomiya?
　　 No one can really touch the details of the Sannomiya, because the inheritance of the Sannomiya is too huge.
　　 has been passed down for so many years, and there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Sannomiya.
　　 Tens of thousands of disciples, how many people with extraordinary talents?
　　I think with my toes that such a sect can't be bothered.
　　Anyway, Yang Zhen has never seen such a huge sect.
　　Whether it is Ushigong Palace or Xi Xigong Palace, they are all powerful enough to make everyone's scalp numb.
　　 Especially the Jianyang Palace in the Sannomiya, is said to have been a powerful presence of the Great Emperor, and Yang Zhen was surprised to hear it.
　　 "How many such sects are there in the Great Desolation?"
　　 Yang Zhen asked Zhou Tong curiously.
　　 Zhou Tong thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "Countless!"
　　 "Dig grass, so scary?" Yang Zhen really didn't expect such an answer.
Zhou Tong pouted his lips and said, "Since the beginning of the barbaric era, this kind of sect has gradually become lonely. Until now, I am afraid that only the inheritance like Sannomiya can still maintain such a heritage. Others have disappeared for a long time. ."
　　Yang Zhen was relieved, so he still had fun to play, in case a super sect like Sannomiya like a toad after the rain all jumped out, then play a fart?
Zhou Tong seemed to see Yang Zhen’s thoughts, and said with a lip: "Boy, your talent is also outstanding in the San Gong, but there is no support from the big gate behind him, and cultivation is really a little worse. Medium, many disciples as old as you are, many are already in the state of the Great Sacred."
　　Yang Zhen waved his hand, but he wasn't very worried about this.
　　 What happened to the Great Saint, even when the Great Saint came, he also rubbed them against the ground.
　　Yang Zhen is not the kind of person who has to fight for someone else's behavior. Yang Zhen's fight depends on the mood.
　　Seeing Yang Zhen's casual appearance, Zhou Tong stopped talking, and there was a look of gloating on his face. After a flash, Yang Zhen didn't even notice.
　　 "Boy, good luck!" Zhou Tong patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder.
　　Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong with a dumb face, and asked, "The people in Sannomiya, will definitely be in trouble with Ben Sao Sheng?"
　　 Zhou Tong nodded and said, "This is inevitable. Who made you win the old man?"
　　 Yang Zhen almost jumped up and gave Zhou Tong a brain: "Damn, you won’t be troubled if you win this Ben Sao Sheng?"
　　Zhou Tong laughed like a fat man with two hundred pounds, his face full of jokes.
　　 "Do you think that the Sannomiya Six Gates are the sect of those flames outside?"
　　Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, and said, "Since they will definitely find Ben Sao Sheng in trouble, Ben Sao Sheng has no choice but to try to do something for it first."
　　 Zhou Tong almost hit the door frame.
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　　 The Great Emperor Road, exists in a desolate mountain northwest of the atrium.
　　 There are very few people here, even the fierce beast is not willing to come.
　　 Endless chaotic atmosphere haunts the world, and many monks will even devour their consciousness, not to mention the dangers they may encounter anytime, anywhere.
　　Dahuang Emperor Road is not the name of this area, the locals call this place that has been handed down from the wild times as...the place of sacrifice!
　　Everything in the world, commemorating the heavens, although the desperate place is born, it is not enough.
　　 Some people say that the land of sacrifices used to be the battlefield of the fairy, and some people said that this place used to be the place where the Nine Nether Purgatory and the Devil curse. Anyway, any strange things can happen.
　　 It was not called the Great Emperor Road until two emperors had walked out here, because although it was nine dead and one life here, if it can survive, the understanding of heaven and earth can reach a level that ordinary people can't reach.
　　 The sky and the sky were several times sorrowful, and countless dead bones were buried, even the former Emperor Realm powerhouse had fallen into it, not to mention the innumerable great saints.
　　 The entrance to the Sacred Land, a group of more than a dozen people exuded a terrible breath, standing quietly on a hill, watching the dark red breath of the air, the atmosphere was very solemn.
　　 One of the women in red giggled and said to everyone: "You seem very nervous."
A man with a sword and eyebrows raised his lips and said, "There must be some tension. After all, it is the Great Emperor Road. It will be opened soon. In the next period of time, the place of sacrifice will be the most in the atrium and even the world of cultivation. Lively place."
　　 These people are none other than the successor disciples of Sannomiya, especially the handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His body is entangled with dragon spirit, and there is a faint venom in Ziwei.
　　 The lady in red is not simple, the breath on her body is looming, and she is clearly standing in front of everyone. If there is no voice, no one can notice her.
　　 But if she opened her mouth, there would be nothing else in everyone's eyes, and the whole person's mind was dragged on her inexhaustibly.
　　 "In this world, is there a place where Jianyang Gongyanzi is afraid?"
　　 Jianyang Gongyanzi virtual.
　　 Hearing this name, the other monks around the mountain took a breath, and the voice of discussion was even quieter.
　　Yan Zixu showed a smile on her face, and looked at the woman meaningfully, and said: "Where there is a concubine, you demon girl, what is my Yanzixu?"
　　 Princess Concubine giggled and leaned forward and back, and the water around the crowd was almost coming out.
　　After Yanzi emptied, a strong man who could not hold back to see Princess Concubine snorted softly and said, "I don't know when the six gate people will arrive. It's really slow."
　　 Hearing this, more than ten people's faces all showed interest.
　　 Yan Zixu said with a smile: "It is said that a disciple named Yang Zhen appeared in the six gates, and he actually won the elder Zhou Tong and became the master of the elder Zhou Tong. What do you think about this matter?"
There was a sparkling light in the eyes of Princess Shifei, and she said, "The slave family is very interested in this Yang Zhen, but Elder Tu Miyang and Dong Tianming and others have already gone to Qinglian Gate~EbookFREE.me~ Now the leader should be Dong Tianming, if this is the case, the Nu family is a bit disappointed."
　　 Yanzi smiled and said to the sturdy man with naked upper body next to him: "Dong Tianming is nothing but, if he is the team leader, it is still up to you to take over."
　　 The strong man snorted and said, "Are you serious, Brother Yan, let me lead the six men?"
　　 everyone laughed, his face full of playful look.
　　 "Brother Lu Yan will naturally not be interested in that Dong Tianming, but... I heard that Yang Zhen realized the twelve Qinglian, but Brother Lu Yan could have learned something."
　　Lu Yan grinned, like a stream of water wading through him, saying, "Still concubine understands me."
　　 "Then do you still look at the slave's house?" Princess Fei blinked at Landing Rock.
　　Lu Yan's hair was raised, and he turned around hurriedly, his face flushed red, and he hummed repeatedly.
Yan Zi waved his hand and said: "In view of the Zongmen's situation, we are not good at doing it, but the people of the six gates can only become a burden to follow us. After getting their team leader, let them die by themselves. ."
　　 Everyone's eyes lit up and they all laughed.
　　 "Cough, this idea is good, but can the slave family bring Yang Zhen? I heard that his talent is very high, and the slave family is very curious. How high can he be?"
　　 "Who can bear you..." Lu Yan grunted.
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