Chapter 870: Divine Soul Seal

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Zhen's eyes widened, and he looked up at the sky.

The sudden terrifying laughter, like thunder falling from the sky, was deafening. Although it gave off an unruly aura, it gave off an incomparably hearty feeling.

After hearing this laughter, all the strong men of the astronomical stage on the entire platform changed their faces. Looking at each other, Zhonghuang and the others showed meaningful smiles on their faces.

Yang Zhen, the cheap cat and Sao Ji sneaked back to their seats, and together with Hua Youyuehanyan'er, looked at the sky with vigilance.

Countless people had horrified expressions on their faces, and looked up at the sky. The astonishment on their faces showed fear, and they even stopped their cultivation and enlightenment.

"coming!"

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, with a strange expression on his face.

He had already felt this looming aura, but he didn't expect these guys to come so quickly.

Although Zhonghuang and the others showed expressions of relief, everyone could tell that they were also a little surprised, as if they hadn't expected these people to come so quickly.

Just when everyone was in doubt, there was an earth-shattering loud noise in the sky, as if countless powerful men of the celestial phase attacked together.

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The emperor's complexion changed, and he shouted loudly immediately, and said, "Take away the concealed sky!"

Hum——!

The moment the sky curtain was closed, countless black shadows descended from the sky, and with a terrifying will of the mighty power of heaven, they suddenly landed on the platform.

Rumble!

Earth-shattering vibrations came, Yang Zhen was almost thrown away by this force, and hurriedly waved his hands, pulling Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er into his arms.

The cheap cat and Sao Ji were spinning around in mid-air, but Yang Zhen grabbed them and pushed them to the ground.

After stabilizing his body, Yang Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at the person coming, his face changed immediately.

The corpse puppet's breath is indeed the corpse puppet's breath.

It's just that the person who came here was obviously not a corpse puppet. He seemed to be as intelligent as an ordinary person, and his aura was stronger than those corpse puppets Yang Zhen had seen.

"This... who the hell is this person?"

Amidst the ups and downs of the air waves, Yang Zhen could vaguely see the appearance of the person coming, and almost popped his eyes out.

These people are stooped, and although they look like humans, their arms are so long that they can almost press the ground.

The whole body is as black as ink, and the person who looks like wearing a black cloak exudes a terrifying aura, as if he came out of the Nine Nether Purgatory, he looks neither human nor ghost, Yang Zhen looks suspicious indefinite.

Those people in the audience were even more shocked. Many people even stood up in a panic, with terrified expressions on their faces.

The boundless might of the sky was as mighty as the sea, and it was about to fall, but it was blocked by the reopened sky curtain, and once again lost its target.

The aura of Zhonghuang and others was so powerful that even Yang Zhen was taken aback.

This is the real fight between immortals. If these people fight, maybe they can destroy the entire demon god collar.

The air wave gradually subsided, and Yang Zhen looked at the people who came, they were all guys who couldn't see their faces clearly, only the leader, his face was as dark as ink, and between grins, his white teeth were exposed. In a very serious scene, Yang Zhen almost burst out laughing.

Damn it, did these people just crawl out of the mine?

One is blacker than the other!

Although these people were ugly, except for Yang Zhen alone, no one could laugh, because the aura on these guys was all astronomical.

What is the concept of a strong man in hundreds of astronomical periods?

If these guys are heinous existences, then these people alone are enough to destroy most of the cultivation world, and they are still the kind of people who are devastated.

The breath of thought power emanating from the countless people in the audience became more and more intense, Yang Zhen calmly stopped a thing called the power of thought by the cheap cat, felt it for a while, and hurriedly threw it out with his hands.

Horror, fear, horror, a wave of negative emotions in it, it's almost deadly.

This is the so-called mind power?

It's just like poisonous chicken soup. Is it to poison people to death?

What are people like Zhonghuang doing collecting such things?

Just when Yang Zhen was suspicious, Zhonghuang suddenly spoke: "You guys still came out."

Hearing this, the emotions of everyone around gradually calmed down, and they all looked at Zhonghuang and the others in shock.

Obviously, the Emperor knew of these existences, and seemed to be waiting for these guys.

What the world fears most is ignorance. Once someone knows what the hell these sudden astronomical period powerhouses are, then there is nothing to fear.

Even the heavens and the earth have ways to fight against it, let alone a hundred astronomical period powerhouses.

Even the demon gods don't have so many strong people, and they will definitely be prepared when they know that they may come.

After figuring this out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the aura on their bodies not only didn't decrease, but became more intense.

Yang Zhen was really confused. Although he thought of countless possibilities before, he never expected that a group of black guys would come.

What is this for?

After hearing Zhonghuang's words, the black guy who looked like he crawled out of the pot grinned, showing his white teeth, which were so darn reflective that Yang Zhen subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Dig the grass, this guy's teeth are so bright!" The cheap cat was on Yang Zhen's shoulder, covering his eyes, mumbling and cursing.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, a hearty voice came: "The demon god leader made such a big commotion, isn't it just to target my holy sect? If the old man doesn't come, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for you."

Holy Palace?

Everyone was stunned when they heard the name of this force.

Even Yang Zhen was a little dumbfounded. Judging from the name, this group of guys should be those evil cultivators or demons, and they are all played like this in TV dramas.

"kindness?"

After seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, the big black man frowned, and said with a meaningful smile on his face: "I didn't expect there to be a kid in the stage of transforming gods here, could it be that the leader of the demon god has fallen to such an extent? Is it, let such a child in the transformation stage be used as the seal of heaven to detonate the power of the sky, just to destroy my holy palace?"

What the hell?

Tianyin?

Want to detonate Tianwei?

Yang Zhen turned around to look at Zhonghuang with a dazed expression, and the faces of Zhonghuang and others became extremely ugly almost at the same time.

The cheap cat dug the grass, glared at Zhonghuang and the others, cursed and said: "Dug the grass, I think these guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes have no good intentions, and they want Yang Xiaozi to be the seal of heaven, which is simply unreasonable."

Yang Zhen's heart sank, he stared at the cheap cat and asked, "What is Tianyin?"

Before the cheap cat could speak, the big black man said with a smile: "Let the old man explain it. If you want to detonate the power of the sky outside the sky, reach the level of ten thunders and heavenly punishment, and destroy my holy sect, you must have one." Personally come as the seal of heaven, sacrifice the soul, and completely detonate it with monstrous resentment, the old man said so, do you understand?"

In other words, the demon god leader planned to sacrifice Ben Sao Sheng from the very beginning?

Yang Zhen stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile on the face of the big black man, then at the ashen-faced Zhonghuang and the others, and finally at the crowd in the audience whose faces had become extremely ugly. Take a breath.

The whole dojo fell into dead silence, and countless people looked at Yang Zhen with different expressions, all of them were waiting for Yang Zhen's reaction.

But Yang Zhen seemed to be stupid, the big black man stopped talking, Zhonghuang and others didn't explain, just looked at Yang Zhen quietly.

After a long time, Yang Zhen raised his head, looked at Man Tianmu and muttered to himself: "Damn, what kind of broken thing is this, if you want to reach the level of ten thunders and heavenly punishment, you need sacrifices?"

"Haha...huh?"

The big black man was stunned before he burst into laughter, and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief and asked, "You...what did you say?"