Chapter 700 You Are Not Human! Really Not Human!

The cheap cat lay on Yang Zhen's shoulder and climbed up the iron chain. Yang Zhen scolded his mother a lot along the way.

"Damn it, what kind of restriction is this? You can't use your spiritual power. Could it be that Sanhua Saintess also used crawling to seal this guy on it?"

The cheap cat quacked, looked at Yang Zhen teasingly, and said, "Boy, you volunteered to come up to see this. Who is to blame? Then again, how do you know there are good things on it?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips, turned his head and said to Yang Zhen: "I just heard the guy above talking to me, do you believe it or not?"

"Trust!" The cheap cat nodded solemnly: "Trust you big-headed ghost, don't say that so many people haven't heard it, but you have heard it yourself. Whispering, although the deity can't hear what is said, you can still feel it if you don't say it."

Yang Zhen was taken aback, and said in surprise: "Damn, your perception is so sensitive?"

The cheap cat said with a smile: "How about it, envy or not, do you want to learn?"

Yang Zhen shook his head solemnly, and said to the cheap cat: "Where did you learn your skills from an amateur cram school? Do you know that you are cheated, and you are still proud, you are so proud!"

"Fart, you have been deceived, your whole family has been deceived!" The cheap cat was furious, staring at Yang Zhen and said: "This is a method of tempering the five senses passed down in ancient times. It has been passed down for thousands of years. Years, it is said to be the most sensitive method in the world, you actually said that this deity was deceived, and this deity believes you!"

Yang Zhen chuckled and looked at the cheap cat without saying a word.

The cheap cat was taken aback, widened his eyes and said: "Boy, you don't need to look at me with such disgusting eyes. Even if I want to teach you this method, you can't learn it, because it's a kind that is only suitable for you. The way to cultivate spirit beasts!"

Yang Zhen staggered, and almost fell off the iron chain. The cheap cat screamed strangely in fright, and grabbed Yang Zhen's collar tightly.

In this world, is there a method that is only suitable for the cultivation of spirit beasts?

In other words, the bastard, the cheap cat, is really not as simple as a fierce beast or a monster. Maybe it is really a spirit beast, and it is even very likely to be the holy beast it said in its own mouth.

Surprised, Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "I haven't tried it, how do you know that this Sao Sheng can't practice?"

The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously, and taught the law in Yang Zhen's ear. After a while, one person and one cat looked at each other.

The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen with a bewildered face, felt the breath coming from Yang Zhen, and immediately widened his eyes: "Have you learned it?"

"Such a simple thing, of course, can be learned in one go. Are you as stupid as you are when you are a sage?"

"Impossible!" The cheap cat's eyes almost protruded, and it screamed strangely: "You are not human!"

Yang Zhen really almost fell this time, and slapped the cheap cat on the head, furious: "Damn, you are not human, no, you are not human at all."

The cheap cat didn't even hide, looked at Yang Zhen with a confused face, shook his head and muttered to himself, "You are not human, you are not human."

Yang Zhen was taken aback, and asked in surprise: "Dig the grass, are you stupid?"

"Not to mention human beings, even monster races can't practice this kind of method. What are you...?"

Yang Zhen was also confused, and stared at the cheap cat, and said: "As you can see, the real human beings will be fined ten for fakes!"

There was a look of surprise and uncertainty in the eyes of the cheap cat, and his face was strange as if he had met Yang Zhen for the first time. He immediately reacted and asked curiously: "You said just now, the guy above talked to you, what did you say?" ?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, pondered for a moment, and said in an extremely low and hoarse voice: "You are here!"

"Are you here?" The cheap cat was taken aback for a moment, then jumped up with a loud voice, and said strangely: "The guy above actually knows you?"

"Impossible!" Yang Zhen replied with certainty.

Not to mention that Yang Zhen is basically an ordinary single dog from the blue planet, even the guy before he passed it on is just an ordinary, even a little dull guy.

Can such a person know a powerful evil spirit worthy of being suppressed by Sanhua Saintess?

How is this possible!

But since you don't know each other, why do you say "you are here" again?

This sentence is the main reason why Yang Zhen decided to come and see for himself.

The cheap cat also felt that it was impossible for Yang Zhen to know the guy above, and said with a dumbfounded expression: "It's strange, could it be that the guy above recognized the wrong person, shouldn't it!"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's not impossible. They have been suppressed for 20,000 years, or even longer, and maybe their brains are showing off."

As they said that, there was a sudden gust of wind in front of the two of them, which startled them and hurriedly looked up.

A huge space platform, locked by countless iron chains, straddles the midair.

This platform seems to be made of clay, but it does not have the breath of the earth. Instead, it has a sense of chaos, which makes people feel like they are in the mid-air chaos.

Yang Zhen and Jianmao got inside through the iron chain, and they didn't know how long they climbed before they finally climbed to the upper floor.

The wind was howling, and a wave of destructive evil breath rushed towards the face, covering the sky and the sun, making people desperately unable to see any edges.

This is the most creepy place Yang Zhen has ever been to so far.

The gloomy, evil, obscure and terrifying aura, like sharp knives, almost cut Yang Zhen's skin, and Yang Zhen was dumbfounded.

Damn it, he is the seventh dragon elephant in the prison body of the dragon elephant, and the level of the skin is almost unable to withstand these... winds?

The violent wind roared like thousands of evil spirits in purgatory roaring and whimpering, making people frightened and frightened.

Under the earth-shattering roar, the iron chain rattled, and the deep and hoarse voice came from Yang Zhen's ear again: "You are here, you... you are here, it's okay, it's not too late! "

"Who are you?" Yang Zhen's face changed, this time it really changed, because he did hear the voice, and finally confirmed that this person spoke to him, not someone else.

The cheap cat obviously also heard this voice, the hair on its body stood on end, staring at the endless void and said: "Pretend... pretend to be a ghost, come out!"

"Come out!" Old God Yang Zhen sat down and said, "Come out, I saw you!"

The more this is the case, the more you must remain calm!

Yang Zhen had a calm expression on his face, but in fact he was already panicking in his heart!

Anyone who has been suppressed for at least 10,000 years, or even 20,000 or 30,000 years, whoever said in an extremely familiar tone, you are coming, will definitely be scared to death.

Facing the inquiries from Yang Zhen and the cheap cat, the voice turned a deaf ear and continued to mutter: "You are here! Finally here, it's just...why did you become so small, something is given to you...mission...is over, you also It's over, the sky... the end... the earth... the end..."

The sound was intermittent, fluttering, as if coming from the horizon, and seemed to be heading towards the horizon.

Dried pears cool!

Yang Zhen sat down on the ground and muttered to himself: "Damn it, this time I'm playing Dafa, what the hell is going on with what?"