Chapter 482 My Whole Body Hurts, and so Do My Chickens!

The Huangtian Zhenwen is different from the Genjin Zhenwen.

The Genjin True Pattern is the simplest true pattern among the nine patterns of heaven and earth, and the profound meaning of heaven and earth contained in it is also the simplest.

According to the legend, the desolate true pattern is a kind of heaven and earth rune that existed when the heaven and the earth were born, which contains the art of evolution of the heaven and the earth, and is an extremely powerful true pattern of the heaven and earth.

Now seeing the origin of Huangtian Zhenwen, Yang Zhen really realized what is called Tiandi Zhenwen!

A mysterious aura rushed towards his face, and Yang Zhen's whole mind was immediately attracted.

This is a kind of curiosity of thousands of living beings about the origin of heaven and earth, and Yang Zhen is no exception. Facing the desolate and true pattern, Yang Zhen has an urge to comprehend it thoroughly.

But this is obviously impossible, let's not say that Yang Zhen has not really refined the Huangtian Zhenwen yet, even if he has refined it, without years of comprehension, it is impossible for Yang Zhen to fully comprehend it.

And once Yang Zhen fully comprehends Huangtian Zhenwen, he will have a qualitative understanding of the world, and he can even change the world with every move!

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen felt ashamed!

Damn, you must get this wild and innocent pattern.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and did not rush to collect the Huangtian Zhenwen. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the spot, and slowly operated the Huangtian Art, familiarizing himself with the Huangtian Art again.

Unexpectedly, with this familiarity, he understood more things about Huang Tianshu.

Desolation technique!

It is definitely not as simple as being able to temporarily increase a little strength.

After discovering this, Yang Zhen was not in a hurry anymore, and ran the desolate sky technique over and over again, making the desolate sky technique fly up.

Every Sunday, Yang Zhen can comprehend more things.

And the Huangtian Zhenwen in mid-air seemed to sense Yang Zhen's aura, and began to rotate slowly, exuding a mysterious aura of desolation.

boom--!

After running it for an unknown number of times, Yang Zhen's expression changed, and the whole world seemed to emit an earth-shattering roar, and Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly opened.

"It turns out that this is the true meaning of the Desolate Sky Art!"

Yang Zhen laughed out loud, finally comprehending the essence of Emperor Donghuang's creation of Huangtian Art!

It turned out that the Huangtian technique can only explode at the most terrifying speed if it is combined with the Huangtian Zhenwen. Once Yang Zhen has practiced the Huangtian technique to the great perfection, he can absorb the original power of all things in the world for his own use.

"Damn it, it's a mess!"

If Yang Zhen comprehends the Huangtian technique to the extreme, cooperates with the Huangtian Zhenwen, and crazily absorbs the original power of all things in the world, Yang Zhen is confident that with a single blow, he can beat both Qi Laogui and Lu Qiju. life of doubt.

It's just that this kind of existence, which is almost forbidden, puts too much burden on the human body, and monks with insufficient physical strength can even explode their bodies directly once they are fully used.

but……

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, is such a thing as physical strength a problem?

For the humanoid monster Sao Sheng Yang, this question is simply a joke.

While Yang Zhen was laughing, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the midair.

boom!

Yang Zhen, who broke out at a terrifying speed, slammed into the Huangtian Zhenwen, and suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. Because of the heart-piercing pain, his face showed a ferocious look, and the skin of his whole body was split inch by inch.

"Damn it, it hurts so much, Huangtian Zhenwen, give it to Ben Sao Sheng!"

Hum——!

The sky and the earth hummed, and endless barren ancient aura erupted from the barren sky pattern, sweeping the entire sky and earth suddenly.

The three cheap cats were startled, oh yo, and said in surprise: "Damn, this kid is crazy, just rushed into the true pattern of heaven and earth, is he going to die?"

Sao Ji and Da Que Jian also looked worried, especially Da Que Jian, who didn't laugh either hey hey, hey hey hey, and looked at Yang Zhen in midair with a bewildered expression.

"The true pattern of heaven and earth is born from the origin of heaven and earth, and the horror and truth contained in it can explode the heads of thousands of creatures in the world almost instantly. Damn, what kind of evil is this kid, can he hold on to this?"

The cheap cat turned around in a hurry, and at the same time showed a look of shock on his face.

"Damn it, evildoer, what kind of evildoer is this, I have opened my eyes today."

In fact, what Jianmao and others don't know is that Yang Zhen really wants to scold his mother now.

He is so skinny, it hurts so much, his whole body hurts, his brain hurts, his dick hurts too, there is no place that doesn't hurt.

Rumble!

A wave of terrifying breath of heaven and earth crazily washed over Yang Zhen's body, and there was no place on Yang Zhen's body that did not bleed out.

However, these bruises contained endless impurities in Yang Zhen's body. After a few rounds, Yang Zhen's body was crystal clear like a jelly.

...

At the front of the formation, Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other, their faces were a little ugly, tens of thousands of monks lay down a third of them in the blink of an eye, and everyone didn't even know the reason.

Everyone's face turned pale. Any powerful enemy, at least a visible existence, can't be defeated at most with a desperate effort.

This kind of invisible danger is the existence that makes everyone's hair stand on end.

Damn it, before everyone could react and feel a breath, there was a large group of people lying down. This... what happened?

Qianlao and other Mahayana stage powerhouses looked stern, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they came in front of those people who didn't know life and death.

There is breathing, at least not completely dead, but everyone can't feel any breath of life on these lying people.

Are creatures without life breath still alive?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even Lu Qiju and Old Ghost Qi looked at each other in bewilderment, and Qi Qi turned to look at Old Qian, and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Qian, what did you find?"

Elder Qian pondered for a moment, then turned and glanced at Saintess Qianling.

Qianling Saintess Liu frowned slightly, stepped forward, and slowly closed her eyes.

Hum——!

An ink-like aura seemed to melt into the water and spread out in mid-air, wrapping a woman on the ground in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the Qianling Saintess was shaken all over, stepped back two steps, opened her eyes in surprise, and said, "They... were blocked by a strange force!"

"What?"

Everyone was taken aback and blocked the three souls and seven souls. Doesn't that mean that it is no different from being dead?

Not far away, Qing Lin and the others looked at the crowd gloomyly, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

"These people are stronger than we imagined. In the face of this power, only one-third of them fell down."

"The world has changed drastically. I never thought that today's monks can refine the power of the soul to such an extent."

"It's not refined. Although these people have powerful spirit power, they seem to be chaotic, so there is no level of refining at all. At most, they are derived from heaven and earth."

Qinglin glanced at the clansman next to her, and said in a deep voice, "Did you find Bai Xian?"

The tribe hesitated for a moment, then stopped talking.

"Say it!" Qinglin's face darkened, and a trace of anger flashed between his brows.

The tribe hurriedly said: "We have found Bai Xian, but she doesn't want to come back."

"What do you mean not wanting to come back?" Qinglin suddenly had a bad feeling and asked with a cold face.

The clansman smiled wryly, and said, "Qinglin, you know Bai Xian's character, what she wants to do, even the elders of the clan can't stop her..."

Qing Lin gave a cold snort, planned on that person and said: "I just want to know what she wants to do and what she is doing!"

That no one took a deep breath and said, "She...has become interested in a human monk, and is now looking for him!"

"What?"

Qinglin was shocked all over, and suddenly became furious. For some reason, Yang Zhen's heroic figure who was yelling at him suddenly flashed in his mind, and there was also a desolate look on his face, and he muttered to himself that he was handsome and heinous.

"...Am I handsome?"

"Ah?" The clansman looked confused.

"Bi Qi Niangzhi, let me ask you, am I handsome?"

"Handsome... handsome!"

"Damn it, don't let me see you, or I'll make you realize that handsome has a purpose, no, what are they going to do?"

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