Chapter 487 Killing You Son of a Bitch!
Seeing that Yang Zhen was able to withstand the blow of the transformation stage without a single injury, everyone was shocked.
This is almost impossible!
In front of the powerhouses of the transformation stage, even Qi Laogui and Fang Jielin, both of the Mahayana stage experts, were unable to withstand a single blow and were killed on the spot, let alone Yang Zhen, a monk who only had the transcendence stage?
But in the current situation, there is no place for everyone to believe that Yang Zhen is standing in mid-air so well, not only is he unharmed, but he is also... Laughing loudly, shouting happily.
It seemed that someone could finally hurt him and make him feel very comfortable.
This Yang Zhen...is he really a monster?
That terrifying black light can block people's souls invisibly. Now such a terrifying black light rushes towards Yang Zhen, but it has no effect other than knocking him into the air?
How is this possible!
Qian Lao and Lu Qiju looked at each other, no matter what they said, they both showed ecstatic expressions.
Even if the two join forces, they don't have the confidence to defeat the strong Black Death clan, but adding Yang Zhen is different, Yang Zhen is resistant to fighting.
"Yang Xiaoyou, since you can withstand the attack of a strong man in the transformation stage, then you will entangle him, and the two of us will find a way to attack!"
Qian Lao said loudly, his eyes sparkled with excitement.
Lu Qiju also hurriedly said: "Young friend Yang, there may be some misunderstandings between you and me, but this kind of misunderstanding is too insignificant in the crisis of life and death. You just hold on and protect the law for the two of us. The two of us will find a way to seriously injure him!"
Everyone cheered and became excited.
"As expected of the older generation of Mahayana stage powerhouses, there is actually a way to seriously injure the god transformation stage powerhouses."
"Elder Qian and Lao Lu teamed up. I'm afraid even the God Transformation stage can't bear it. If we can hurt the powerhouse of the God Transformation stage, maybe we don't have to die today."
"Quick, Fellow Daoist Yang, it's up to you whether we survive or not, you must hold on!"
"Yeah, only if you hold on, can the two seniors unleash their terrifying martial arts skills, and only if you hold on, will the flower saint and the Daoist girl not be killed by this bastard monster at the stage of transformation!"
"Hold on, we believe you can!"
Everyone was shouting, Lu Qiju and Qian Lao gradually became excited, the air wave fluctuations on their bodies became stronger and stronger, and everyone exclaimed for a while.
Survival from desperation, although it is only a glimmer of hope, is enough to make everyone's heart beat.
The powerhouse of the Heisi Clan's God Transformation stage glanced at Qianlao and Lu Qiju with a look of disdain, and sneered, obviously not paying attention to them, and was about to speak.
"I said……"
Yang Zhen widened his eyes, stared at the two bad old men, and said with a confused face: "I said, two seniors, you two have been preparing for a long time to let Ben Sao Sheng be beaten in front, just to seriously injure him?"
Everyone: "???"
Damn, what expression do you have, you didn't seriously hurt him, do you still want to kill him?
Before everyone could speak, they heard Yang Zhen muttering: "Damn, is this the legendary operation as fierce as a tiger, and the combat power is two hundred and five?"
Everyone: "..."
The strong man of the Black Death Race looked at Yang Zhen with a confused face, and suddenly laughed heartily, and the waves of anger on his body rolled like monstrous waves: "Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect to meet this interesting person just after I came out." My boy, if this deity is not in urgent need of recovering his strength, I really don't want to kill you!"
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen strangely, with horrified expressions in their eyes.
"Yang Zhen, at this time, you are still so talkative. Hurry up and protect the old man. Otherwise, once this man regains his strength, we will all die here."
Lu Qiju's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he stared at Yang Zhen and said in a deep voice.
Even Qian Lao had a flash of anger in his eyes, and said to Yang Zhen: "Little friend Yang, now is not the time to show off!"
"Yeah, Yang Zhen, quickly protect the two seniors, the two seniors might be able to hurt him!"
"Except for the two seniors, who else can fight against the powerhouse of the transformation stage, so don't ridicule at this time."
"Beep his mother, Yang Zhen, do you want to kill everyone? Don't you want to watch this weird person kill the flower saint and the Taoist girl?"
A group of people were filled with righteous indignation and accused Yang Zhen one after another.
However, Yang Zhen didn't care about these accusations. He turned a deaf ear to everyone's words, curled his lips, and said to Lu Qiju and Qian Lao: "You two seniors don't have to worry about it. You two should go to the side, move a small bench, and get rid of it. Some melon seeds and candies to watch the show!"
"Yang Zhen, you really..." Lu Qiju was furious, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he exclaimed, "What do you want to do?"
"Yeah, boy, what do you want to do?" The black dead strongman looked at Yang Zhen with interest, and said with a half-smile.
Obviously, as the strongest cultivator here, the Black Death Race is not in a hurry to kill everyone, but is admiring the horror on everyone's faces with the mentality of cats catching mice.
It's just that instead of showing a terrified look, Yang Zhen now has a feeling of eagerness to try, which makes the black dead strongman a little suspicious, but he can't remember where Yang Zhen's self-confidence comes from.
"What do I want to do?" Yang Zhen laughed loudly, standing tall in mid-air, with fierce clothes and long hair flying, he carried the Da Que sword on his body with a bang, stared at the strong man of the Black Death Race, and said a word He paused and said, "Of course I, the Sao Sheng... beat you to death!"
Hum——!
A strange breath erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and the world changed suddenly, the wind and clouds turbulent, and the thunder rolled like Tianwei.
"Thunder?" The black dead man's face changed wildly, and he shouted angrily: "Boy, you are courting death. I hate the power of thunder the most!"
Yang Zhen yelled, and his eyes lit up: "So you hate the power of thunder, so to speak... If this is the case, then you go to die!"
boom--!
It exploded, the whole world exploded, between the heaven and the earth with a radius of tens of thousands of feet, countless terrifying true essence rushed towards Yang Zhen, like a huge and incomparably vortex, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
"Impossible!" The strong man of the Black Death clan looked horrified, with faint green light shining in his eyes, he was obviously taken aback, and said in horror: "This is a forbidden technique... no, this is not a forbidden technique, boy, you are crazy, so plundering Heaven and Earth True Essence, even if you kill this deity, you will die!"
What?
Hearing the words of looting the true essence of heaven and earth, everyone present was shocked.
Seeing the endless primordial energy of heaven and earth rushing towards Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen's aura was also rising at a crazy speed, everyone was terrified.
"It turned out to be plundering the true essence of heaven and earth, Yang Zhen, are you crazy?"
"No, this Yang Zhen is really a lunatic. How can he bear such a plunder of heaven and earth's true essence? Even if he didn't blew himself up at the scene, he couldn't bear the impact of such violent force, damage his sanity, and become a demon who only knows how to kill."
Han Yan'er's face was flickering with worry, she raised her sword and was about to rush towards the strong Heisi tribe, but Hua Youyue grabbed her.
Hua Youyue also looked at Yang Zhen in amazement, before Han Yan'er could speak, she heard Hua Youyue say in a slow voice: "This is not plundering!"
Rumble——!
Yang Zhen burst into air waves all over his body, and endless power condensed into violent dragons in mid-air, and the thunder rolled and fell like heavenly power.
And Yang Zhen, like a god of war walking in the thunder, holding a big missing sword, walked towards the strong man of the black death clan.
Desolation technique!
Absorb the origin of all things, and although Yang Zhen can only absorb the true essence of heaven and earth now, but... enough!
"Plundering?" Yang Zhen sneered: "So there are also idiots among the powerhouses in the stage of transforming gods. Which eye of yours has seen this Sao Sheng plundering the true essence of heaven and earth? This is called... robbing!"
At the end, the corners of everyone's mouths almost twitched. Damn it, Yang Zhen must have done it on purpose. Is there any difference between robbing and plundering?
Seeing that the air waves on Yang Zhen's body were about to catch up with the strong Black Death Race, everyone's hearts were beating wildly.
Qianlao and Lu Qiju looked at each other, already stupefied.
"What... what happened?"
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