Chapter 874: Ancient Sacred Text

In mid-air, black words were shining brightly one by one, and terrifying air waves surrounded the words, exuding waves of Dao Yun power.

Yang Zhen couldn't figure out what these characters were. It was a kind of characters he had never seen before. Just looking at them, he almost didn't need to know what these characters meant. In the eyes, there is a feeling of soul-stirring, swimming in the sea of ​​talent.

This feeling really startled Yang Zhen, his eyes were bigger than a bull's, and he looked up in disbelief, like a sand sculpture!

Beep his mother, this time I really learned a lot, who would have thought that talent can play like this?

Just condensing the words, I can't understand the meaning at all, there is a feeling of absorbing talent and purifying the soul. If you are playing like this, why do you need chicken soup for the soul?

Yang Zhen stared blankly at what happened in front of him, his face full of incredulous expressions, if this could be played on the blue planet, then the blue planet would have already conquered the stars and the sea.

When I was in school, the teachers were responsible for condensing the words, and the students just stared blankly in their seats, and they were able to increase their knowledge. After three years or five years, wouldn’t they be able to go to the Qing Dynasty?

Yang Zhen wondered if he could also learn this ability. When the time came, he would go back to Planet Azure and open a school. The advertisements were all thought out. Come on, our school has a 100% acceptance rate in Tsinghua University and Beihua!

Hum——!

There was a roar of heaven and earth, and the terrifying words in midair became obscuring. Yang Zhen suddenly woke up, and was surprised to find that thin black lines under the stage were visible to the naked eye, like spider webs. The black Emperor Yun fierce beast in the middle rushed forward.

Roar--!

There was a roar like the wrath of the sky, and the black Diyun fierce beast rose directly against the wind, covering the sky and covering the sun. While roaring and roaring, it slapped away the Diyun led by the demon god with a slap.

Feng Wuya's face was livid, staring at the words that were still slowly flowing in mid-air, and said in a deep voice: "The ancient sacred text, I didn't expect that you even got the ancient sacred text."

With a half-smile expression on Mo Wu's face, he nodded and said, "The ancient holy power is contained in the abyss of the demon god's collar. Once you die, the whole holy palace will have nothing to do with you. Do you think we are unprepared this time?" Come or not?"

Speaking of this, Mo Wu looked at the audience and said: "There are two Emperor Yuns present, of course, there is only one left now, and even if the other one is condensed, it is also very elegant, and there is still a half-step emperor method, Coupled with the ancient scriptures, it is enough to make you crazy, and the old man has given you all the chances, and you can decide whether you want it or not."

don't want?

Fools don't want it!

All the people present were erupting, almost frantically beginning to understand the terrifying power brought by the ancient scriptures. Many people were even breaking through, and waves of monstrous power surged out, covering the entire dojo in the blink of an eye.

At this time, I can't care about anything!

The sky roared, if the demon god leader withdraws from the sky at this time, most of the people present will probably be killed or injured, and most of the entire demon god leader will be obliterated by the punishment of heaven.

At this time, it was almost time for the demon god leader to cast a trap, even if they were asked to withdraw the concealment, they would not be able to bear the price.

Feng Wuya's face was ashen, and he snorted coldly, and when he waved his hands, there were bursts of buzzing sounds from the sky, and the black thought power disappeared immediately.

Yang Zhen's eyeballs almost popped out.

This Feng Wuya is too terrifying. Under such circumstances, can he instantly dissolve his mind power?

The next moment, Yang Zhenxin thumped in his heart.

No, it's not deconstruction, or even purification. Even if it is purified, Yang Zhen can still see the mind power. Now Yang Zhen can still feel the overwhelming mind power condensed, but he can't see it.

Obviously, the reason why Yang Zhen and everyone can see Nianli is not that Nianli itself can be seen by the monks, but because of the existence of Tianmu.

Now that Feng Wuya has removed this ability, everyone will naturally not be able to see it.

Just when Yang Zhen was puzzled and didn't know what Feng Wuya was going to do, Feng Wuya suddenly said in a deep voice: "The demon god is under orders, get ready for battle."

Roar--!

There were earth-shattering roars, and all the leaders of the demon gods roared in unison.

Yang Zhenxin was stunned, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Zhonghuang, let go of the abyss, remove the cover of the sky, and the remnants of more than a hundred demon puppets want to do whatever they want under the leadership of the demon god. It's just wishful thinking."

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What?

Hearing Feng Wuya's words, everyone's expressions changed, even the big black Demon Five was shocked all over, and he roared in surprise: "Feng Wuya, you are crazy, let go of the abyss, get rid of it!" Concealing the sky, we are bound to die, but none of the tens of thousands of cultivators present will live, and even you demon god leaders will be killed or injured, and the inheritance of tens of thousands of years will be destroyed, is this the so-called morality in your mouth?"

Hearing Mo Wu's words, before Zhonghuang and others could speak, many monks present were furious, and even many people's eyes began to flash with bright red light, staring at the demon god leading the crowd, and roaring in their mouths, Like a ferocious beast, it chooses people and devours them.

Seeing this, Mo Wu laughed loudly, pointed at Feng Wuya and the others and said, "See, this is the ancient inheritance you are after, this is the leader of the demon gods that you regard as a holy place, and they keep saying that we have done all kinds of bad things. Regardless of your life and death, who is it?"

The last two words were deafening, like a terrifying sound from the Nine Heavens, pouring directly into everyone's ears.

Yang Zhen startled the bastard, quickly plugged his ears, and looked at the audience in surprise, his expression shocked.

All the people in the audience suddenly burst out black waves of air, tumbling up and down, condensed into a cloud-like air wave in mid-air, and after being roared by the black emperor beast, they swallowed it in one gulp .

Roar--!

The ferocious beast roared up to the sky, and its terrifying aura even rivaled the sky and the earth. A wave of terrifying power that was so violent that it could destroy the sky and the earth directly rushed towards the sky through the sky.

Booming, the sky was furious, and violent thunderbolts descended from the sky, and landed on the sky curtain suddenly, and the sky curtain was suddenly in danger.

A Diyun fierce beast who dares to challenge God?

Yang Zhen's face was full of surprise, he turned to stare at the cheap cat and said, "Damn, what's going on?"

The cheap cat frantically searched for a direction to leave. After hearing Yang Zhen's words, Yang Zhen almost frightened her soul out. After she realized it, she said angrily, "Boy, what do you think this power of thought is? A power of faith, everyone in front of them is crazy, they are no longer themselves, can't you see it?"

"Brainwashing?" Yang Zhen's expression changed, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Mo Wu in mid-air.

The bastard laughed in mid-air, his face was full of ferocious expressions, but at this moment, the world was furious, who would care to look at him?

Seeing the countless monks rushing towards the stage, Yang Zhen was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

"Spicy, I hate brainwashing stuff the most. Is there any way to break this shit?"

The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen like a fool, and said, "Unless you have something more profound than the ancient scriptures, which can cleanse the hearts of these people."

"Something more profound than the ancient scriptures?"

Yang Zhen muttered to himself, his complexion became more and more strange. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the golden scripture in his head.

Ben Sao Sheng wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength doesn't allow it!