Chapter 1267: You are late, brother!

Sure enough, Yang Zhen offended a great senior!
Hearing the words of the people in the blood sea, all the hearts of Shang Yuanzong were awkward, with a horrified and worried look on his face.
"What to do, it really is the trouble caused by Uncle Yang Zhen, such a powerful predecessor, after Uncle Yang Zhen returns, will it..."
"Sect Master, let's fight with him. Anyway, we are all dead. If we die, Uncle Yang Zhen will definitely avenge us."
"Yes, Sect Master, if Brother Yang Zhen comes back, maybe he will die with us, and the dead will be too worthless!"
"This senior has a great tone. Uncle Yang Zhen is not afraid of people. He can do everything. Since the predecessor is so powerful, why not go directly to Uncle Yang Zhen, and it's embarrassing us ?"
"Huh? Sister, listening to you, it seems a little reasonable."
"Originally!" Xiaoshimei snorted, and the boss looked down on the people in the blood.
Aside, Gou Shengtian snorted and said, "What do you know, this predecessor in front of you, let's say that he is also a person of great holy realm, maybe he is still a holy deity, what can Yang Zhen do now? At most, the holy realm cannot be higher anymore. , How could it be his opponent."
Hearing this, everyone was in shock, looking at the horrified blood sea clouds in midair.
Among the many disciples present, there is not even a holy land, and even the entry disciples of the infancy, how can they experience the horror of the holy and powerful?
The little teacher's face showed a dull look, like a real person on the side of the moon, asking: "Master Master, what is the cultivation practice above the Lord, what is it?"
A faint smile appeared on the face of Changyue Real Man, and he explained: "On top of the Holy Lord, it is the Emperor Realm Powerhouse. I heard that now that the Great Desolation has opened, there have been Emperor Realm Powerhouses appearing, but...The Emperor Realm Powerhouse has this It’s the legendary strongman, how could there be too many?"
"Well, then Uncle Yang Zhen... He might be the Emperor Realm!"
Everyone looked at the little teacher girl in front of her, and everyone shook her head and smiled bitterly.
How is it possible for the Emperor Realm to be strong?
"No!" Gou Shengtian showed a dignified look on his face, and said, "Although the Realm of the Holy Lord is powerful, but above the Holy Realm, it is not a strong Emperor Realm, there is also a realm, unknown!"
The little sister's eyes suddenly widened, and she asked excitedly, "Master II, what is the realm above that holy master?"
"Go to the door!" Gou Shengtian said in a deep voice.
"Lin Men Yi?" Xiao Shimei's eyes flashed a weird look, shaking her head and said: "It's a nasty name, Xiao Shi Uncle is not Lin Men Yi's realm, he's an emperor realm, an emperor, immediately We will step on the colorful thundercloud to save us."
Hopeless!
A group of disciples all around looked dumbfounded, staring blankly at the younger sister.
At this time, the sound in the blood sea disappeared again, but the terrifying blood sea covered the Baiyun Mountain, what a spectacular and terrifying scene, as if it were heavenly, terrifying.
In five days, the entire Youzhou mainland had already known about this matter. The Upper Yuanzong of Baiyun Mountain was covered by a sea of ​​blood and was inaccessible by a predecessor who was so powerful that he did not know what the realm was.
Many people are speculating as to what powerful character Shang Yuanzong offended, to such a degree that he was besieged.
Even the forces of the Great Desolation, which have only recently appeared, are quite apprehensive. They have sorted it out elsewhere, but they have not gone to Shang Yuanzong.
As a result, the chaotic Youzhou mainland, the legend about Shang Yuanzong, is even more bizarre.
Some people say that Shang Yuanzong is over. In the middle of the night, you can hear the sound of ghosts crying and howling. When you get close, there is a creepy feeling.
Shang Yuanzong has been reduced to Shurachang, a abyss connected to the Nine Nether Purgatory.
It is relatively better from Shangyuan Zongzuo where the mountain is located, the edge of the mainland of Youzhou, but the news has been passed.
In the teahouse, many people are talking about this matter.
"You heard about it, Shang Yuanzong didn't escape the disaster in the end, now it's all dead bodies, that's a miserable one, everyone is dead, the flesh and blood on the body are gone, and there's blood flowing continuously on the ground ,pitiful!"
"What? It has already reached this point. Yesterday, it was said that only a part of the people died, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling can still be heard in the middle of the night."
"It was already yesterday. You have never seen such horrible scenes. The sea of ​​blood directly enveloped Baiyun Mountain, and the entire mountain is gone!"
...
Everyone in the teahouse widened their eyes and sighed.
"It's all messed up like this now. The Shangyuan Sect is not the only victim. The forces around them are all destroyed by the Great Desolate Power, and the ones that haven't been destroyed have become vassals!"
No one noticed that in the tea house, a table had become a powder.
It wasn't until a man and a woman quietly disappeared in the teahouse that that table turned into powder, and fell to the ground.
Everyone exclaimed, and looked at such a strange scene in disbelief, no one dared to talk nonsense.
In the air, Han Yan'er had a worried look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to take Yang Zhen's hand and said, "Don't be excited!"
There was a smile on Yang Zhen's face, and he grinned and said, "I'm not excited, I'm never excited, if Shang Yuanzong is gone, this world... there is no need to exist!"
"Yang Zhen!" Han Yan'er's face showed a dignified look and he said, "You must keep your heart!"
It's hard to imagine how terrifying Yang Zhen would become if he turned into a human purgatory, as everyone said, when stimulated by Yang Zhen.
There is no need for the whole world to exist?
When others hear this, they will sneer. I don’t know why, but Han Yaner has a cold feeling behind him.
Thousands of miles is nothing but Yang Zhen took a break with Han Yan'er for a moment, inquired about the news in the teahouse, and ate something by the way.
Now in a hurry, Qianli is at the foot of Yang Zhen, but it is only a moment.
When Yang Zhen came near Shang Yuanzong, he suddenly relaxed.
He could feel that the familiar breath on Baiyun Mountain, even if the sea of ​​blood was shrouded in midair, they did not die.
"It's fine without dying, it's fine without dying!" Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, even not familiar with the familiar breath in the blood sea!
Han Yan'er is bigger than Yang Zhensong's breath~EbookFREE.me~ There is a bitter look in Yang Zhen's face. This is a very rare expression. Yang Zhen's eyes widened and his face was unbelievable.
"Tao Dao, you care about Ben Sao Sheng!"
"Who cares about you?" Han Yaner glanced at Yang Zhen and turned her head!
Yang Zhen laughed and said to everyone in the blood sea: "Boy, I'm here, you can show up, let Ben Sao Sheng come to see, who is so bold and dare to block the door of Ben Sao Sheng?"
boom!
A roar of heaven and earth came, and the blood sea gradually dispersed, forming a figure!
"Holy Lord, it really is Lord!"
Countless people from Shangyuanzong exclaimed together.
Yang Zhen was a weird face, and said in full force: "Brother, you are late!"
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