Chapter 786 So It Is So

"No, it's impossible. How could there be a more powerful text than the ancient holy text?"

Mo Wu's face flashed with astonishment and disbelief. Seeing that there were more and more terrifying golden words around Yang Zhen, he let out a roar, and his body also erupted with monstrous devilish energy.

A strand of terrifying black lines condensed in mid-air, slowly forming an ancient holy script. Between roars and roars, the whole world seemed to be enveloped by monstrous devilish energy.

At this moment, the ancient holy scriptures are no longer the holy scriptures to educate the world, but have become an extremely tyrannical force. The faces of countless monks changed drastically, with painful expressions on their faces. As if being stripped away, they gathered in mid-air.

Roar!

The heaven and the earth roared, the beasts roared, and the terrifying beasts condensed by Emperor Yun roared and shook the sky, with ferocious eyes, they rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"Little friend Yang, be careful!"

The faces of Feng Wuya and the others changed drastically, they shouted angrily, and rushed towards Mo Wu!

"You bastard, you actually did such a thing against the heavens, aren't you afraid that you will be wiped out by the heavens and the earth, and you will never recover?"

Mo Wu laughed loudly. He looked like he had come out of the Nine Nether Purgatory in mid-air, with a ferocious face, and said to Feng Wuya: "The world is obliterated? It's a joke, we can escape when the world is in a catastrophe, just like today's world With such dilapidation, how can this world stop us from walking?"

"You will kill yourself if you do many injustices. You will be punished by God for killing innocent people like this!"

Rumble!

In the sky, there was a terrifying majesty of heaven, and the sky roared, as if it wanted to destroy this world.

Those ignorant monks are now awake, but they are also in endless pain.

This kind of ancient sacred text, no, it should be called ancient magic text now, and it is already absorbing the souls of everyone.

"You bastard, stop quickly, or even if you destroy the entire Demon God Territory, you will also be destroyed."

Feng Wuya's face was stern, and he stared angrily at Mo Wu and the others.

There are mourners everywhere, this is the real mourner everywhere, tens of thousands of monks are all under control, their faces are flickering with painful expressions, and many people have begun to grow black spots on their bodies, their eyes are gradually turning pale, and their pupils are about to disappear.

Roar!

The ferocious beast roared at the sky, as if it felt that Yang Zhen was nothing to be afraid of, raised its head to the sky and roared at the sky, provoking the sky.

Everyone was shocked by the terrifying scene in front of them. If this beast took shape and exploded, no matter what cultivation level everyone present, they might not be able to survive.

After hearing Feng Wuya's words, all the disciples in the entire demon god leader let out roars, with the will to die flashing in their eyes, and they all burst out with the most terrifying power.

Shangwu Tianzun's face was stern, and he ran away with a bang, burning his soul, took a deep look at Yang Zhen, turned around and said to Feng Wuya: "Old friend, now we have to remove the cover of the sky to stop these bastard puppets, old man go first step!"

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Seeing that Shangwu Tianzun actually burned his soul, everyone exclaimed, and the old man Yuelong said in amazement: "Old man, why are you doing this!"

Shangwu Tianzun laughed loudly and said: "As early as 30,000 years ago, the old man should have died, but in fact, death...is not a kind of relief!"

Rumble!

Wulun Tianzun also erupted with a terrifying air wave, and Wulun sealed the sky in mid-air. The terrifying air wave turned the world upside down. He stared at Shangwu Tianzun and said, "Old Crow, wait first..."

After saying that, Wulun Tianzun turned around and shouted at Feng Wuya who was about to remove the concealed sky: "Stop, old guy, give this little guy Yang Zhen a chance!"

Feng Wuya gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "Wu Lun, I know you have great confidence in Yang Xiaoyou, but if you don't open the curtain of concealment now, we will all die here, and the entire Demon God Territory will also be razed to the ground!"

Just as Wulun Tianzun was about to speak, Feng Wuya pointed at the thousands of monks solemnly and said, "Look for yourself!"

Ho ho ho!

A deep roar sounded, and many monks had turned into puppets with black air all over their bodies, with ferocious expressions flashing on their faces, and even the pain disappeared.

What shocked Wulun Tianzun was that these monks exuding black devilish energy were extremely terrifying, not to mention extremely powerful, and the terrifying aura emanating from them was not worse than Zhou Tianqi at all!

That is to say, in less than half an hour, Mo Wu was able to create tens of thousands of Zhou Tian period powerhouses!

Such a terrifying scene made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom of the sea!

Wulun Tianzun opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. After a long time, he turned around and smiled bitterly at Yang Zhen, and said: "Boy, there are some things that must be done by someone. I promise you to guard you for a hundred years. I'm afraid Going to break my promise!"

boom!

Wulun Tianzun also erupted with a terrifying wave of soul fire, and his aura rose sharply, obviously burning his own soul.

A bitter smile flashed across Feng Wuya's face, he turned his head and said, "Remove the truth..."

"Boy, can you do it, if it's later, the deity will die here too!"

The cheap cat suddenly let out a strange cry, and yelled at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and opened his eyes suddenly, a group of golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, in which the inscriptions of talent were full of violence, and breath-taking power emerged spontaneously.

"So it is, so it is!"

In the eyes of everyone with astonishment and uncertainty, Yang Zhen threw himself into the air with a bang.

"It turns out that this is the so-called ancient sacred text. I know that this so-called power of thought is so imaginable as the power of faith in the legend!"

A look of shock flashed across the cheap cat's face, and he looked at Yang Zhen in amazement and said, "Boy, have you really enlightened?"

Yang Zhen nodded, looked up at the ferocious beast that was roaring towards the sky, took a deep breath and said, "I never thought that there would be such power in this world!"

boom!

There was a terrifying loud noise that seemed to open up the world, and a terrifying golden wave of air erupted from Yang Zhen's body again.

Big golden characters appeared in midair, like the light of nine heavens, spreading to all things.

hum!

During the frequent celestial phenomena, the black air waves were cut off by the golden light emitted by Yang Zhen, and strands of terrifying light, like drizzle, sprinkled on thousands of monks who were still roaring and howling.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with a look of astonishment and uncertainty, and their eyes widened in surprise under the shock of their hearts.

"Quick, stop quickly, Shangwu Tianzun, Wulun Tianzun, you two old things, stop quickly!"

Feng Wuya's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly stopped Shangwu Tianzun and Wulun Tianzun who were about to fall into a rage.

The two of them were interrupted from burning their souls, and they stopped with a dull expression on their faces. After they came to their senses, they stared at Feng Wuya angrily and said, "Old man, why do you want to stop us? If we continue to delay, we will all... What's this?"

Buzz buzz!

Bursts of heavenly sounds sang loudly, falling on everyone's ears like a warning bell, resounding through the sky deafeningly.

Those monks who were bathed in the golden light unexpectedly all fell silent, looked up dully at the golden words in mid-air, and murmured what they were talking about.

At the next moment, some unidentifiable golden lines suddenly emanated from some monk, gathering towards Yang Zhen in mid-air. Next, more and more golden threads, like spider webs, began to condense towards Yang Zhen. Flutter away.

"Nian Nian Nian Nian Nian Nian Nian Li?" Wulun Tianzun couldn't speak the shocking words!

How could it be possible for Yang Zhen to condense the power of thought?

He's only at Zhou Tianqi's cultivation level!

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