Chapter 404 Stealing the Holy Maiden?

? Countless threads of blood fluttered like the waterfalls behind the little ice girl.

All the ancient people looked at Xiao Bingmei in surprise, with complicated and painful expressions.

Old Heigui and the others looked at her blankly, and roared angrily, "Bastard, what are you going to do to burn your own blood like this, just to watch her die?"

The old man of the Ji clan was shocked, and when he turned around, tears were streaming down his face, he stared at Old Heigui and the others with a gloomy expression, and said, "This is none of your business!"

"Fart!" Shang Yao simply cursed, pointing at those frenzied monks and said: "Thousands of monks have turned into walking corpses, you old man said it has nothing to do with us?"

The old man of the Yi clan laughed out loud, with a ferocious expression on his face: "They? They turned into walking corpses. What does it have to do with us? After all these years, who knows how we got here?"

For a moment, the entire ice cave was silent, only a low roar came from the mouths of those monks who had fallen into madness.

On the top of the mountain, the cheap cat suddenly yelled strangely: "Damn it, it's not good, stop Xiao Bingmei, boy!"

"Why?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, looked at the cheap cat in puzzlement and said, "He is dedicated to the race, this kind of fearless spirit, why stop him?"

"Little Bingmei will die!" A trace of seriousness flashed across the cheap cat's face.

"Shall I wipe it?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, when did the cheap cat become so fraternal.

But this is a family matter, and he doesn't want to be disgusted by others.

"Most of the people here will die!" The cheap cat's face darkened.

"Digging grass?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes: "This is a bit big for playing!"

"Damn it, the little Daoist will die, and the flower spirit girl will also be... grass!"

boom--!

A torrential wave suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and his whole body rushed down the mountain like a cannonball.

"Little Bingmei, why don't you stop this Sao Sheng!"

Rumble!

The mighty voices rang out endlessly, startling everyone present, even the cultivators under the fugue stage who were almost lost in doom, were stunned for a moment, and looked at Yang Zhen with a confused expression.

Yang Zhen stepped on somersaulting clouds and descended from the sky, like a fairy flying from the sky, but he was carrying a huge package on his body, which was a bit disturbing.

There is no way, there are too many treasures in the ancestral land of the ancient clan, and the storage rings of the real chicken, cat and cheap trio are a bit insufficient.

Everyone in the ice cave counts as one, and now Yang Zhen is the richest.

Seeing Yang Zhen descending from the sky on white clouds, Xiao Bingmei was shocked all over, and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

For Yang Zhen's impression, Gu Nuoyu's deepest impression is that he is a bit of a maverick. From the first time she saw Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen's exaggerated but free and easy posture was deeply imprinted in her impression .

I do my own way, and I do whatever I want.

This kind of personality is something that a woman like Gu Nuoyu, who was born as a saint of the Yi clan, can't understand, but she yearns for it very much.

For so many years, the countless personalities that Gu Nuoyu had yearned for in Yang Zhen's body were almost fulfilled one by one, so Yang Zhen made Gu Nuoyu firmly remember them immediately, but until now, Gu Nuoyu thought that Yang Zhen is an ordinary man named Yang Jia.

Now everyone is furious. Thousands of monks want to stop the Yi clan from opening the sky, but they can’t break through the ice sculpture restriction. Death, this kind of indifference, made Gu Nuoyu's heart gradually sink into the abyss.

One side wanted to stop her but couldn't do anything, and the other side knew she would die but didn't stop her. Gu Nuoyu had a sad smile on his face, but only shed two tears.

Gu Nuoyu only has two tears to shed!

The rest are all the fear of death and the helplessness of fate.

However, at this moment, Yang Zhen came, stepped on the white clouds, and said rude words in an almost domineering posture, telling her to stop.

At this moment, Gu Nuoyu suddenly had a kind of enlightenment as he pushed through the clouds and mist to see the moon.

A poignant smile flashed across Gu Nuoyu's face, and he turned his head to look at Yang Zhen, he was really unique, he really was different.

But... just like those people, there is nothing they can do about it.

Just why would he be so determined to stop it?

The clan opened the sky, and the saintess sacrificed her life, this...has nothing to do with him, right?

Even if there is a relationship, Yang Zhen can't successfully stop it, because Gu Nuoyu has already stepped within three feet of the statue. At this distance, no monks from other tribes can enter it except for the tribe, unless another great sage comes here. And he is also a great sage who is proficient in the formation of heaven and earth.

Otherwise... today she, Gu Nuoyu, would be dead!

Yang Zhen's arrival surprised everyone, but Hua Youyue and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yang Zhen is here!" Mo Xueling said happily, "That's great!"

Great?

Everyone looked at Mo Xueling blankly, wondering where Mo Xueling's confidence in Yang Zhen's obsession came from.

Even everyone from the Yi clan gave Mo Xueling a confused look.

What does great mean?

Can Yang Zhen still be a great sage who is proficient in the formation of heaven and earth?

If it is, then the Kaitian clan is doomed to fail, but Yang Zhen is not, no, he is just a cultivator who has just successfully crossed the tribulation period.

The next moment, everyone looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment, wondering and wondering.

In this case, what can Yang Zhen do?

The old man of the Ji clan looked calm and shook his head.

Yang Zhen can't do anything... hold the grass?

Just when everyone shook their heads secretly, thinking that Yang Zhen couldn't do anything, Yang Zhen walked towards Gu Nuoyu, walking straight towards the saint of the Yi clan.

"Yang Xiaoyou, little... what?" Old Hei Gui's eyes almost popped out.

Damn, I must have read it wrong, or something went wrong.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen actually walked up to the saintess of the Nai clan step by step, and grabbed the hand of the saintess of the Nai clan, Gu Nuoyu.

Everyone's jaws were about to drop to the ground, and they all looked at each other with a feeling of bewilderment.

Those frenzied monks are still desperately crashing into the statue's restraint, which shows that the statue's restraint is still there.

What about the heaven and earth restriction?

What about the heaven and earth restrictions that the great sage of the Yi clan had frozen the ancestral land as promised?

It is agreed that no one can enter within three feet of the statue unless the Great Sage is present in person?

Yang Zhen just walked in step by step, without even a bit of stumbling.

What the hell is this guy!

Palace Master Liu knew that Yang Zhen was so talented, capable of what others could not, that he was an out-and-out evildoer.

Both Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er also knew that Yang Zhen was a genius who always shocked everyone and did many unimaginable things.

But... there must be a limit to exaggeration?

Look at the scare of the Yi tribe, the elders of the Ji tribe began to rub their eyes, and the others looked at each other in a daze, thinking that they had read it wrong.

No one thought that Yang Zhen could successfully stop the saint, no one.

Even Gu Nuoyu looked at Yang Zhen blankly at this moment, and didn't even notice that Yang Zhen was holding her hand.

Everyone was shocked!

The next moment, Yang Zhen took Gu Nuoyu's hand and walked out, forcefully dragging Gu Nuoyu out.

The elder of the Ji clan woke up like a dream, trembling with anger, pointing at Yang Zhen and shouting: "Boy, you you you... what are you doing?"

Yang Zhen was taken aback, then turned his head to look at Gu Nuoyu, then at the cheap cat and Saoji who were still running towards this side.

Damn it, it came too fast, I didn't hear the cheap cat explain why my little aunt Liang and Xiao Daozhi died.

Looking at a group of people from the Yi tribe who were staring at each other, Yang Zhen was stunned.

How to explain this?

Yang Yaojin ran out halfway, and abruptly robbed the saint?

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