Chapter 1503 The Sky Shocks! The Magic Cultivator Strikes?
Even San Shengnv and others don't know that Yang Zhen has such an interesting past.
But everyone heard that they all had weird faces.
Yang Zhen is really too shameless. If such a thing is done, the three islands in the East China Sea may be in a panic.
The Golden Eagle Emperor looked at Yang Zhen with a dumbfounding look on his face, and said, "I really didn't expect that Yang Xiaoyou has such a high attainment in Wenhua."
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said: "Praise and praise, in fact, is not to have such a high attainment in Wenhua, but to have such a high attainment in all Dao, whether it is the Dao or the Xiao Dao, it is not for this Sao Sheng. what's up."
The Golden Eagle Emperor and the others were dumbfounded, and just about to speak, Hua Youyue brought people over.
"Senior Donghuang came from afar, and Youyue has lost his way, so I hope you will forgive me."
Seeing that Auntie Liang brought people out, Yang Zhen handed over the matter of arranging the Emperor Donghuang and others to Auntie Liang, and disappeared into the crowd with the cheap cat alone.
In the next few days, no one in the Sanhua Holy Land saw Yang Zhen and the cheap cat again.
Even the coquettish chickens rarely appear, so I don't know what the hell they are doing.
On this day, several great emperors were having a drink at the side, and the Golden Eagle Emperor couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and said: "The world has changed so much today, I never thought that I would meet such a genius like Yang Xiaoyou in my lifetime."
Emperor Donghuang shook his head, and said: "Yang is really not a genius of the sky, this old man is not too sure, but he... is indeed the number one ghost in the past and present, capable people can't, what happens to him, often happens. It’s a jaw-dropping feeling.”
Hearing this, Emperor Aotian showed a look of nostalgia on his face, and said: "The last time I saw that person was thirty thousand years ago, it's just a pity, God is jealous of talents, he and Yang Zhen It’s the same, it’s all against heaven and earth, I really don’t know how they cultivated, so that they have to hide under the eyes of heaven and earth.”
"Hide and hide?"
The Golden Eagle snorted coldly, and said: "I haven't seen Boy Yang hiding in hiding. You guys have never seen Boy Yang crossing the catastrophe. That kind of ferocity is like the world owes him."
The three of them laughed loudly, Emperor Aotian let out a light snort, and said, "Why didn't Boy Yang come out, what the hell did he do?"
The Golden Eagle waved his hand and said, "Little Yang has always been elusive, but now he suspects that the Heaven's Punishment at the time of the sun has something to do with the Wulin Clan, so he must investigate the Wulin Clan's affairs."
The two thought it made sense when they heard it, but they didn't delve into it, they just started drinking by themselves.
...
The Sanhua Holy Land became more and more lively. During the time when Yang Zhen was away, almost half of the famous holy land inheritances in the cultivation world came to the Sanhua Holy Land.
The people from the Three Palaces and Six Sects were led by Maosheng Palace, and the head of Qinglian Sect came in person with Lin Miaoyi to congratulate Yang Zhen on his wedding.
Even the people from the Three Kingdoms came, the Dajiang Kingdom was headed by Lachan Temple Yunjie, and the Shuiling Kingdom also came.
When Changyuelou Yaolao brought Lan Fangyue to Sanhua Holy Land, the whole Sanhua Holy Land was completely bustling.
Yao Lao was still the same, looking at Hua Youyue disrespectfully, and asked angrily: "I knew that kid's purpose was not pure, so let's do it now, even the wedding date has been set, What about Yang Zhen, where is he, let him come out to meet me, an old man, speaking of it, it was this old man who brought him into the threshold of alchemy."
Seeing Yao Lao still looking strong and healthy, a smile appeared on Hua Youyue's face.
Changyuelou told Hua Youyue that it was of vital significance, and she also met Yang Zhen in Changyuelou.
Lan Fangyue is now married, with a respectful expression on her face, she looks at Hua Youyue in awe.
Hua Youyue held Lan Fangyue's hand, and the two of them entered the boudoir, and the crowd naturally dispersed, arranged by Han Yan'er and the others, making them feel at home.
On this day, there is still one day left before the wedding day of Holy Master Yang and Holy Maiden Hua, and everyone still hasn't seen Yang Zhen.
It's just that outside the Sanhua Holy Land, tens of thousands of monks have gathered, and those who can enter the Sanhua Holy Land have all received countless envious looks.
In fact, if it is not a person with bad intentions, they can enter Sanhua Holy Land at will. Anyway, Yang Zhen can also detect people with bad intentions, but the status of these sects is really low. Even if people from Sanhua Holy Land invite them, there are still some Many consciously settled down outside Sanhua Holy Land.
On the one hand, it is impossible to face so many strong men, on the other hand... the sky above Sanhua Holy Land has already begun to gather Jieyun.
"Have you heard that Holy Master Yang is an existence that heaven and earth cannot tolerate, and the day of his wedding is the time when heaven and earth will kill him."
"That's right, I've also heard that Holy Master Yang shouldn't exist in this world at all, so he can't get married, let alone leave behind descendants."
"What? There is such a saying?"
"Yeah, just like the existence of that person back then, isn't there no descendant left behind?"
"That's true!"
A group of people talked about it, and it quickly spread around the entire Sanhua Holy Land.
Some people scoffed at this statement, and even glared at each other.
"What do you know? How could Holy Master Yang be afraid of some catastrophe?"
"Yeah, a group of bumpkins who have never seen the face before. You have never seen Holy Master Yang when he crossed the catastrophe, right? Ordinary catastrophes are not even qualified to tickle Holy Master Yang!"
Under the divergent opinions, there were even a few fights, but they were all harmless. With the mediation of many monks around and Sanhua Holy Land, they quickly subsided.
That night, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves suddenly came from midair. The sky seemed to be affected by some kind of force, and violent forces were gathering together.
Everyone looked at the mid-air with horror on their faces. The almost creepy feeling made people tremble with fear.
"This is not a catastrophe, this... this is a punishment!"
"Heaven's punishment for destroying the world, this is the punishment of heaven for destroying the world, my god, is this coming for Holy Master Yang?"
"It seems that Holy Master Yang's wedding is really a disaster. Fortunately, he didn't enter the Sanhua Holy Land. If such a punishment falls, even if there are three great emperors present in the Sanhua Holy Land, it may not help."
Countless people retreated one after another in shock. For almost a moment, there were not many people around Sanhua Holy Land, and they all watched from a distance.
In the attic of the main hall of Sanhua Holy Land, Yang Zhen looked up at the black vortex-like existence in midair, with a faint smile on his face.
Hua Youyue snuggled up beside Yang Zhen, raised her head and asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Afraid?"
With tenderness on Yang Zhen's face, he put his hand gently on Hua Youyue's lower abdomen, and said slowly: "Even if I destroy this world, I will not let you suffer any harm!"
After saying this, Yang Zhen's eyes had become extremely cold.
At this time, a gloomy voice came, and the sky suddenly darkened, and violent demonic energy emerged out of thin air, covering the entire Sanhua Holy Land in the blink of an eye.
Yang Zhen was taken aback, and said to Hua Youyue: "No matter what happens, don't leave the temple."
Saying that, Yang Zhen jumped up and came to the mid-air of Sanhua Holy Land, and said loudly: "Which demon cultivator friend is here, Yang is not far away, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"