Chapter 1267 You Are Late, Brother!

Sure enough, it was a senior who Yang Zhen offended!

Hearing the words of the people in the sea of ​​blood, everyone in Shang Yuanzong was stunned, with expressions of shock and worry on their faces.

"What to do, it really is the trouble caused by Master Yang Zhen, such a powerful senior, after Master Yang Zhen returns, will he..."

"Sovereign, let's fight him. Anyway, we are dead. If we die, Uncle Yang Zhen will definitely avenge us."

"That's right, suzerain, if Junior Brother Yang Zhen comes back, he might die with us, it would be too worthless to die like that!"

"This senior speaks loudly. Junior Uncle Yang Zhen is not a person who is afraid of people. He can do anything. Since this senior is so powerful, why didn't he go directly to Junior Uncle Yang Zhen and come to embarrass us? ?”

"Huh? Junior sister, hearing what you said, it seems to make sense."

"Originally!" Junior Sister snorted softly, the boss looked down on the people in the sea of ​​blood.

Gou Shengtian on the side snorted coldly, and said: "What do you know? The senior in front of you is at least a person in the realm of a great saint, and he might be a saint. What is Yang Zhen's current cultivation level? At most, the saint realm cannot be higher. , how could it be his opponent."

Hearing this, everyone shuddered and looked at the terrifying sea of ​​blood clouds in midair with some horror.

Among the many disciples present, there is not even a single one in the Holy Realm, and there are even beginner disciples in the Nascent Soul Stage. How can they experience the horror of the Holy Venerable?

The little junior sister showed a dull look on her face, like the real Changyue who asked at the side: "Grand Master, what is the cultivation level above the holy one?"

There was a forced smile on Changyue's face, and he explained: "Above the holy venerable is the emperor-level powerhouse. I heard that now that the Great Desolation is open, there are already emperor-level powerhouses, but... It is the legendary strong man, how can there be too many?"

"That's it, then Young Master Yang Zhen...maybe he's a powerhouse in the Emperor Realm!"

Looking at the little junior sister in front of them who looked like a little fan girl, everyone shook their heads and smiled wryly.

How is it possible for a strong man in the imperial realm?

"No!" Gou Shengtian revealed a dignified look on his face, and said, "Although the realm of the Holy Lord is powerful, but above the Holy Lord, it is not the power of the Emperor Realm. There is another realm that is unknown!"

The little junior sister's eyes suddenly widened, and she asked excitedly: "Second grand master, what is the realm above the holy one called?"

"A kick in the door!" Gou Shengtian said in a deep voice.

"A kick at the door?" A strange look flashed in the eyes of the little junior sister, she shook her head and said, "What an ugly name, the junior uncle is not in the realm of a kick at the door, he is a strong man in the imperial realm, a great emperor, and he will be here soon!" They are going to step on the colorful thunderclouds to save us."

Hopeless!

A group of disciples around showed bewildered expressions on their faces, and they stared blankly at the little junior sister.

At this time, the sound in the sea of ​​blood disappeared again, but the terrifying sea of ​​blood enveloped Baiyun Mountain. What a spectacular and frightening sight, it seemed like a celestial phenomenon, which made people horrified.

In five days, the entire Youzhou Continent knew about this matter. The Shangyuanzong in Baiyun Mountain was covered in a sea of ​​blood by a senior who was so powerful that he didn't know what level he was.

Many people are guessing what kind of powerful person Shang Yuanzong offended to be besieged to such an extent.

Even the Great Wilderness forces that have just appeared recently are quite afraid, and they have sorted out all other places, except that they did not go to Shangyuanzong.

In this way, the legend about Shangyuanzong in the chaotic Youzhou Continent is even more bizarre.

Some people say that Shangyuanzong is over, and ghosts and wolves howling can be heard in the middle of the night, and there is a creepy feeling when you get close.

Shangyuanzong has been reduced to the Shura Field, an abyss of hell connected to Jiuyou Purgatory.

It is far away from Shangyuan Zong in Shangshanli, on the edge of Youzhou Continent, it is relatively better here, but the news has already spread.

In the teahouse, many people were discussing this matter.

"Have you heard that Shang Yuanzong did not escape the catastrophe in the end, and now there are all dead bodies inside, which is a miserable situation. Everyone is dead, and the flesh and blood on their bodies are gone, and blood is constantly dripping out on the ground ,pitiful!"

"What? It has come to this point. Yesterday it was said that only some people died, and ghosts and wolves could still be heard in the middle of the night."

"It was already yesterday. You have never seen such a terrifying scene. The sea of ​​blood directly covered Baiyun Mountain, and the entire mountain was gone!"

...

Everyone in the teahouse stared wide-eyed with sighs on their faces.

"It's all in such a mess now. The Shangyuan Sect is not the only sect that suffered. All the surrounding forces have been destroyed by the Great Desolate Powerhouse, and those who have not been destroyed have also become vassals!"

No one noticed that in the teahouse, a table had turned into powder.

It wasn't until a man and a woman quietly disappeared into the teahouse that the table turned into powder with a bang, fluttering and falling to the ground.

Everyone exclaimed, looking at such a strange scene with disbelief, silent like a cicada, no one dared to speak nonsense anymore.

In mid-air, Han Yan'er had a worried look on her face, hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to take Yang Zhen's hand, and said, "Don't get excited!"

There was a smile on Yang Zhen's face, and he grinned and said: "I'm not excited, I've never been excited, if Shangyuanzong is gone, this world... there's no need to exist!"

"Yang Zhen!" Han Yan'er showed a dignified look on her face, and said, "You must keep your heart!"

It's hard to imagine, if Shangyuanzong really turned into a purgatory on earth as everyone said, what a terrifying appearance Yang Zhen would turn into after being stimulated.

The whole world doesn't need to exist anymore?

When others heard this, they would definitely scoff. For some reason, Han Yan'er felt a chill in her back.

A thousand miles is only a short while, and Yang Zhen took Han Yan'er to rest for a while, inquired about the news in the teahouse, and ate something by the way.

Now that he is burning with anxiety, it is only a moment for thousands of miles to be under Yang Zhen's feet.

When Yang Zhen came near Shangyuanzong, he suddenly relaxed.

He could feel that there were still those familiar auras on Baiyun Mountain, even though the air was covered in a sea of ​​blood, Senior Sister and the others did not die.

"It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die!" Yang Zhen let out a long sigh of relief, and even didn't feel so disgusted with the somewhat familiar breath in the sea of ​​blood!

Han Yan'er breathed more heavily than Yang Zhensong, and glared at Yang Zhen with some resentment. This is a very rare expression, which made Yang Zhen's eyes widen with disbelief.

"Xiao Dao idiot, you are caring about Ben Sao Sheng!"

"Who cares about you?" Han Yan'er glanced at Yang Zhen and turned her head away!

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and said to everyone in Xuehai: "Brother, I'm here, you can show up now, let Ben Sao Sheng take a look, who is so bold, dare to block Ben Sao Sheng's door?"

boom!

There was a roar from heaven and earth, and the sea of ​​blood gradually dispersed, forming a figure!

"Holy One, it really is the Holy One!"

Countless people from Shangyuanzong exclaimed in unison.

Yang Zhen, however, had a strange face, and said in a bewildered manner: "Brother, you are late!"

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