Chapter 1071 The Real Power of the Holy Land!

Who has the loudest voice?

If it is louder than the voice, Yang Zhen is not afraid of giant Buddhas or trolls.

Tuntianjiu is not only able to swallow the sky, but also has a terrifyingly loud voice.

After an earth-shattering roar, the terrifying wind and waves instantly blew away the giant Buddhas all over the sky. Yuan Tianyu was the first to bear the brunt of the blow.

"Soul attack, no, it's impossible, how can you have such terrifying power of soul?"

Not to mention Yuan Tianyu, even a group of monks around were shocked by the roar of their ears, shook their heads, and finally came to their senses.

As we all know, the power of the soul is one of the most difficult powers to cultivate. In the whole world of comprehension, there are not many exercises that can cultivate the power of the soul. There are methods, but it is too slow.

This is also one of the reasons why monks with strong spiritual power will be more outstanding.

Who would have thought that Yang Zhen's deep soul would be so terrifying that even the strong in the holy realm could hardly resist it.

hum!

There was a roar, and on the barbecue grill that Yang Zhen sacrificed, all the Dao Slashing Holy Light exploded completely, covering the sky and the earth.

"Slaying Dao Holy Light is Dao Slashing Holy Light. Could it be that Yang Zhen really wants to fight Yuan Tianyu?"

"It's a joke. Senior Yuan didn't use the power of true energy in the Dao Severing Holy Light because he was afraid of causing changes in the sky. Now, no one is perfecting his Dao heart in the Dao Slashing Holy Light. Yang Zhen sacrificed the Dao Slashing Holy Light at this time. What's the use?"

"Could it be that Yang Zhen still wants to use Dao Severing Light to fight Yuan Tianyu? This is simply ridiculous."

Seeing Yang Zhen sacrifice the Dao Slaying Holy Light, Yuan Tianyu also laughed, as if he saw a huge joke, and walked towards Yang Zhen calmly.

"Although the power of Dao Slashing Holy Light is weird, no one has ever been able to use this power, and with your strength, even if you have many means, you can't stop the strong in the holy realm, unless you can... Forget it "Although the Dao Severing Holy Light is powerful, it cannot be easily refined even by a strong person in the holy realm. Today, you can't stop the old man."

Speaking of this, Yuan Tianyu glanced at Elder Wang not far away, and said to Yang Zhen with a smile: "Boy, the Black Lotus Holy Land is not some heinous sect, on the contrary, the Qingluan Sect is not a place of benevolence and righteousness. Judging a power by good or evil is a very naive idea, but this reincarnation clock... the old man is bound to win!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Tianyu suddenly changed.

Sensing the changes in Yuan Tianyu, everyone let out an exclamation and became silent.

"This...is the real power of the holy powerhouse!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and the surrounding world seems to have become frozen.

In Yuan Tianyu's hand, at some point, there was a long green sword.

The long sword is slender, giving people a feeling of endless sharpness, but what is shocking is not the sensory impact brought by the holy soldier. With the long sword in hand, Yuan Tianyu suddenly became sharper, as if the whole person had become a The sharp blade with a handle gives people a feeling that they can cut even the sky and the earth.

Not only everyone present, but even Yang Zhen's complexion changed.

That's what it feels like!

Yang Zhen didn't know how long he hadn't experienced the feeling of death.

A creepy feeling rose from Yang Zhen's back. Facing such Yuan Tianyu, Yang Zhen's back was drenched almost instantly.

This feeling reminded Yang Zhen of someone.

A person who once had a great influence on Yang Zhen.

That peerless female saint in the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda!

Before the peerless female saint cast that shocking sword, she felt this way.

"Damn, trouble!"

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and his expression also became solemn.

Seeing this, Yuan Tianyu showed a look of disdain on his face, shook his head and said: "Boy, obviously, you don't understand what the real power of the holy realm is. If you can still survive under this sword, old man How about giving the little girl next to you a chance?"

Yang Zhen laughed out loud, and suddenly the big missing sword appeared in his hand, pointed at Yuan Tianyu, and said, "Then I want to try!"

Hearing this, everyone around was startled and hurried to the distance.

"Are you kidding me? Can this kind of power be resisted by those below the Holy Realm?"

"Crazy, Yang Zhen is crazy, but I didn't expect Yuan Tianyu to use this kind of power, isn't he afraid of being backlashed by heaven and earth?"

Everyone was terrified, but as long as they were far away, they would not be affected. Occasionally, some people turned their heads to look at Yang Zhen, and suddenly screamed strangely: "How is that possible!"

How is it possible?

Could it be that Yang Zhen couldn't hold on under Yuan Tianyu's aura?

More and more people turned around and looked at Yang Zhen. After seeing it, they forgot to run away.

Standing in mid-air alone with a sword, Yang Zhen's aura also changed drastically.

Yang Zhen, who put away his hippie smile, had an unusually tough face, and the vigor between his brows was completely different from before.

"This... what kind of power is this, why do I also feel the power of the Holy Realm in Yang Zhen?"

"Impossible, how can a monk in the celestial phenomenon burst out the power of the holy realm, this...Could it be that Yang Zhen is already in the holy realm, and he is just hiding his cultivation?"

Countless people were all dumbfounded. How could they know that although Yang Zhen is not a strong man in the holy realm, he has the power of a sword in the holy realm in his body!

Holding the Daque sword in his hand, Yang Zhen fixed his eyes on Yuan Tianyu, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, you are determined to win reincarnation, I... don't allow anyone of you to hurt little Guliang."

"Overreach!"

Although Yuan Tianyu also had an unbelievable expression on his face, he was extremely confident in his own strength. While laughing loudly, he pointed his long sword!

Hum——!

There was a buzzing sound like the roar of heaven and earth, and the whole world suddenly became pitch black.

Under the sky, there is a dark scene, only a sword light, linking the world!

Everyone was startled and subconsciously closed their eyes.

It's too scary, this is the true strength of the holy realm, the sky is full of darkness, a ray of sword light, as if tearing apart the space, rushing towards Yang Zhen.

Everyone's scalp was numb, and they looked at the dark scene in front of them with horror.

Yang Zhen laughed out loud, and rushed towards Jianmang. The Da Que sword in his hand suddenly became violent, and a mighty force burst out from the Da Que sword.

"The sword of the stunning female saint is much stronger than yours!"

boom--!

The sky spun, and the entire Wuting Mountain became fragmented under the collision of these two swords, rumbling and collapsing in all directions.

Countless people had horrified expressions on their faces, and rushed out from the endless dust and mist, and came to the midair in embarrassment, before they had time to stabilize their figures, they looked at Yang Zhen and the other two.

In mid-air, Yuan Tianyu and Yang Zhen passed by each other and slowly stopped in mid-air.

"Who the hell won this...?"

"It's unbelievable that Yang Zhen can burst out with such terrifying power in the holy realm. How much background does this bastard have?"

"Look, Yang Zhen moved, this... Could it be that Yang Zhen won?"

Countless people exclaimed, with horrified expressions on their faces, they looked at Yang Zhen.

Whoosh!

Yang Zhen staggered and fell from mid-air, fluttering like a catfish.

Yuan Tianyu laughed loudly, put away the long sword gracefully, shook his head and said to himself: "Too young!"

Seeing Yang Zhen fall like this, everyone felt a sense of regret.

So Yang Zhen died like this?

Yuan Tianyu jumped up and rushed towards Hua Youyue, just as he was about to rush to Hua Youyue's side, a huge door panel suddenly appeared from mid-air.

"You are the one who is too young!" Yang Zhen slapped Yuan Tianyu away with a sword, turned to Hua Youyue and asked, "Little Guliang, how long will it take for you to recover?"

Hua Youyue opened her eyes, and when she was about to speak, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Yang Zhen's face changed drastically!

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