Chapter 1147 This Name Is Very Old Naughty Boy
After a group of people came to the place where the sword spirit was, Yang Zhen suddenly regretted it.
There are fierce sword auras all over the mountains and plains, as if someone cast a thousand swords on the top of the mountain to return to the clan. Is this place where people stay?
It's almost fatal!
The deep mountains and old forests are lush and green, and there are patches of miasma everywhere. It is slippery and difficult to walk. Yang Zhen wonders if mudslides may occur in this place at any time!
It's just that although the environment is not very good, there are quite a few people. Along the way, monks in various costumes divide camps based on their cultivation strength, layer by layer, and the water around a mountain is impenetrable.
The closer he was to the top of the mountain, the more Yang Zhen could feel the fierce aura. Although everyone didn't know where the sword spirit was now, everyone could feel that the sword spirit must still be somewhere on this mountain .
In mid-air, many half-step great sages were able to stop, only some holy land powerhouses and great sages were getting closer to the top of the mountain.
The Tianshan Holy Land camp has even built a lot of houses in the place closest to the mountain peak, and Yang Zhen suddenly felt much more at ease.
Looking at it like this, it would take quite a few days to stay here, and it would be much better to have a place to stay than to sleep in the wilderness.
Yang Zhen doesn't mind using the ground as his bed and the sky as his quilt, but the Holy Master of Tianshan Mountain, who looks pretty, is willing to sleep on the ground with Yang Zhen?
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen looked at the Holy Master of Tianshan with a strange smile.
Seeing the Holy Master of Tianshan and others coming, many people showed shocked expressions, and the news spread quickly.
"Even the Holy Master of Tianshan Mountain has come. It seems that the arrival of Luo Shanyang has brought a lot of pressure to the Holy Land of Tianshan Mountain."
"You can't say that. Although Luo Shanyang is known as a sword idiot, he hasn't found the sword spirit until now. Besides, even if he finds the sword spirit, who can say whether Luo Shanyang can get the sword spirit's approval? allow?"
"Have you noticed that the people from the Shaking Light Holy Land are also making frequent movements, it seems that they are trying to find a way."
"Holy Land of Light? It is said that Son of Light is practicing swordsmanship. I don't know if he can beat Luo Shanyang."
"How is it possible, among the younger generation present, who can compare with Luo Shanyang in terms of swordsmanship?"
There was a lot of discussion around, Yang Zhen listened with gusto, and walked forward while looking for Luo Shanyang.
It's just a pity that Luo Shanyang is not here. This guy who dares to say that his generation is all ants is really arrogant.
Damn it, Yang Zhenxin felt a little bit unhappy, even Ben Sao Sheng didn't say such a bad word, after seeing this Luo Shanyang, he must see whether he has three heads and six arms or an extra eye.
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons said with a wry smile: "There are many strong people here, and some people, even the old man, dare not provoke them easily. You have to keep a low profile and take the sword spirit as the top priority."
Yang Zhen nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I've never been cowardly in terms of keeping a low profile."
Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng in front staggered and almost fell into the mud next to them.
Fu Yao looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, low key?
If Yang Zhen is considered low-key, then they are too insignificant.
Li Qingfeng's fists were clenched, but there was no other way, this time he came to look for the sword spirit, and Yang Zhen was the main one.
There is almost a customary rule among the strong men of the older generation, that is, under special circumstances, even if the sword spirit comes out, they will not go to subdue it. For so many years, whenever a sword spirit appears, there has never been a strong man from the older generation. There have been incidents where the orcs were successfully subdued.
They are all young geniuses, and they are only able to gain the recognition of the sword spirit because of their swordsmanship.
The sword spirit only recognizes one master in its life. Once the master dies, the sword spirit will destroy the sword and be buried. Therefore, the appearance of the sword spirit will always appear alone, and will not be accompanied by any peerless sword!
Along the way, Yang Zhen has already analyzed the mind of the sword spirit in detail, and all kinds of legends from ancient times to the present have been discussed by everyone without knowing how many times.
It's just... Yang Zhen still has no idea in his heart!
Whether or not the sword spirit can be subdued is one thing. Yang Zhen came here this time to prevent the sword spirit from falling into the hands of the sword idiot Luo Shanyang. After completing this task, Yang Zhen's mission is considered complete.
As for whose family the sword spirit will belong to, who can say for sure?
Maybe when Yang Zhen was wreaking havoc, the sword spirit, the old man, got angry and fled into the void with a whoosh. Except for the real strong man with the power of the void, who can catch up to him?
The power of the void, until now, Yang Zhen has never heard of anyone being able to control it.
So if the sword spirit flies, it really flies.
Just when everyone was thinking about each other, a thunderous laughter came, which startled Yang Zhen who was walking away, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the source of the sound.
"Who am I? It turns out that girl Ziyuan came in person. Why, you Tianshan Holy Land is bound to win this sword spirit?"
Purple Yuan girl?
Hearing this title, Yang Zhen almost didn't connect with the Holy Lord of Tianshan.
What is the origin of the person who dares to call the majestic Heavenly Mountain Holy Lord like that?
An old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of everyone, looking like an old urchin, with a red face, round eyes, a bit like the bubble eyes of a horned frog, and a red nose with a garlic head, which looked very funny.
The appearance of this old man, but no one can laugh, the terrifying aura on his body is like stars, and people can fall into it just by looking at it.
Except for Yang Zhen, Jiulong and the Holy Master of Tianshan, everyone subconsciously looked away.
"Huh?" The old man let out a sigh, and after landing, he circled around Yang Zhen twice, laughed loudly, and said, "Not bad little guy, maybe he can compete with that boy Luo Shanyang, where did girl Ziyuan come from?" Find such an interesting kid?"
The Holy Master of Tianshan said with a smile: "It's a disciple I found in Jiulong, but it's not a personal one!"
After speaking, the Holy Master of Tianshan turned to Yang Zhen and said, "This senior is Zhou Tong, the Supreme Elder of the Tianjue Sect in the Atrium, a powerful existence with a perfect cultivation in the Ninth Heaven of the Holy Realm, and it is very hopeful to break through that step."
Zhou Tong?
Tsk tsk, this name is very old naughty.
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "I've seen Senior Zhou Tong."
Don't even think about it, people like Zhou Tong must come here for the sword demon, otherwise, with his identity, who else can invite him?
Tianjue Sect, this power, even if it does not surpass the Tianshan Holy Land by a large margin, it is probably not comparable to the Tianshan Holy Land.
Zhou Tong curled his lips, and said: "It's well-behaved, not fun, just like Jiulong, he can't get a fart with three kicks."
Hearing Zhou Tong's words, Jiulong smiled bitterly, this is one of the people he dare not easily provoke.
After hearing Zhou Tong's words, the people next to him were taken aback, and looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions.
Yang Zhen is quite satisfactory?
If he was well-behaved, there would be no outliers in the world that day. I don't know what kind of expression Zhou Tong will have when he knows Yang Zhen's character.
The problem is, no one dares to speak now.
The Tianshan Holy Master pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Senior...you two may have a lot of common language."