Chapter 939 I'm Just Too Kind!

Rumble!

Under the blowing of endless air waves, the sky was full of dust, and Yang Zhen couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly. Yang Zhen fell down the mountain at high speed, and huge stones were blown over continuously, hitting Yang Zhen on his body.

With Yang Zhen's current physical fitness, these stones will naturally not bring him any harm, but Yang Zhen is somewhat uncomfortable being hit by so many huge stones.

From this point of view, the others couldn't bear it, and they all ran away with their heads in their hands. Although they were embarrassed, no one retreated. They all rushed towards this side as if they had seen the treasure of heaven and earth.

Yang Zhen's speed is really too fast. The speed that was already fast when he was slapped by Chilong, under the blessing of Yang Zhen's sky cannon and Ling Kongxudu, before everyone had time to react, he had already rushed in. In the cave.

The huge cave still has some temperature, Yang Zhen can feel it, this is not the temperature of the ground slurry, obviously, Chilong is not a cold-blooded animal, as long as it is not a cold-blooded animal, it will have feelings, Yang Zhen was right.

This time helping Chilong cross the catastrophe, Yang Zhen has gained too many benefits, the first is the change of the Huangtian Festival.

Yang Zhen performed the Huangtian Festival with all his strength this time, without considering the sequelae caused by the Huangtian Festival. Anyway, if he didn't do this, he would have died, but it was a blessing in disguise. Under mutual crushing, the origin formed the purest power, dormant in Yang Zhen's body.

At this time, Yang Zhen's cultivation base has actually stabilized at the level of the eighth heaven of the celestial cycle, and will soon truly break through the celestial phase.

Fortunately, Yang Zhen no longer needs to suppress his cultivation level, otherwise, even if there are no sequelae, Yang Zhen will have to scold his mother.

After entering the interior of the mountain, Yang Zhen was completely shocked.

No wonder Chilong always has a horrible aura that makes Yang Zhenxin jump. Yang Zhen actually felt a wave of surging air inside the mountain, as if the majesty of the sky, and instantly had an urge to worship.

Although Yang Zhen has never felt the breath of the Great Emperor, Yang Zhen can feel it. This is the breath of the Great Emperor, and it is the breath of the Great Eastern Desolation.

Isn't the Emperor Donghuang from the corner of the East China Sea? What are you doing there?

Not only came, but also forged an indissoluble bond with Chilong, and even hollowed out a big mountain to create such a place full of imperial aura.

Yang Zhen pondered, the old boy Donghuang must have no good intentions. If he got such a thing here, he would not guard it. Obviously, this kind of existence will make the entire Youzhou Continent fight for this thing sooner or later. There is a big fight, and I don't know how many people will die here.

Bad, bad!

But this is just Yang Zhen's subjective conjecture, what actually happened, I'm afraid there is no way to study it now.

Judging from Chilong's meaning, it doesn't want others to get this thing, but wants Yang Zhen to get it.

This...how is this so embarrassing?

"I don't even tell Ben Sao Sheng where the things are. It's such a big, dark place. Where can I find it?"

Yang Zhen managed to get to the bottom of the ground, and released the power of his spiritual consciousness as soon as his feet landed. He wanted to see clearly what the environment was like, but his face changed, and he almost jumped to scold his mother.

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The power of spiritual consciousness can't be released at all. In addition to the emperor's energy, there is also a kind of restriction here, which obviously blocks all the power of Yang Zhen's spiritual consciousness.

But Yang Zhen thought about it, this is also good, it will save everyone to release the power of spiritual consciousness, and when it is messy, how many people will die?

Yang Zhen sighed, but he still had a kind heart. Since everyone was beaten to death because of this thing, then the Sao sage took the thing away. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why is Sheng so kind?

While muttering to himself, Yang Zhen, who was running around like a headless chicken, suddenly felt a ray of heat in his heart again, and his eyes lit up.

Damn, how could I forget this baby.

I used to think that this thing was a scourge, but now it seems that not only is it not a scourge, but it is also a treasure.

Yang Zhenshen followed his mind and walked forward according to the feeling, no matter what direction it was, in short, he just followed the feeling.

It didn't take long for Yang Zhen to come to a pool. The water in the pool was so clear that at a glance, one could almost see waves of ground mud churning up and down in the extreme depths.

Emerald green smoke was lingering on the spring water. I didn't know what it was, let alone whether it was poisonous. Yang Zhen didn't approach it, but walked along the pool water to the stone platform next to it.

A huge jade tablet appeared in front of Yang Zhen.

The jade stele is flawless, and the emperor's aura is surging. Apart from this thing, Yang Zhen really can't think of anything more worthy of Chilong's protection than this.

The stone tablet in front of him was about ten feet high, and it seemed to weigh more than ten thousand catties. Yang Zhen's largest storage ring could not be stored, and it was a bit difficult for a while.

Amidst the mist of spring water, emerald mist slowly rises along the stele, and then falls down after climbing up, as if among the beauty of fairy dust, there is a kind of...delicious appearance.

Naturally, Yang Zhen would not go to eat it. He sat in front of the stone tablet and muttered to himself: "How can I let this big thing be taken away?"

If it was Chilong, Chilong could pinch it with two fingers and take it away, but Yang Zhen is so small, he might be able to carry it, but if he goes out to race with people with such a heavy thing, then Yang Zhen simply jumped into the pool and swam into the mud to scald him to death.

"It's really too big. It would be nice if it could be smaller."

Rumble!

A series of dull voices came, and Yang Zhen was startled. He really jumped up and looked at the huge stone tablet in front of him with vigilance, his eyes widening.

At the same time, the burning feeling in Yang Zhen's mouth came back again.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, looked at the stele with burning eyes, and said again: "Can it be smaller?"

Rumble!

"Damn, this thing is not bad, it is actually voice-activated, can it be smaller?"

Rumble!

Yang Zhen started to play, until the stone tablet shrank to the size of a palm, and then it disappeared. Yang Zhen felt a thump in his heart, and hurriedly picked up the jade tablet and put it in the storage ring.

"This is easy!"

Yang Zhen felt extremely comfortable in his heart, and he also felt extremely comfortable physically.

On the stone tablet, there seemed to be bursts of warm and jade-like breath, nourishing Yang Zhen's body and soul, making him extremely comfortable.

Yang Zhen has heard and seen the principle of the innocence of a man and the guilt of his jade. After getting something, why would he stay here too much and go out immediately.

Just walking, Yang Zhen came back again, and set his eyes on the stone wall next to him.

Smooth as jade, clean and flawless, it looks... a good thing to make a fake!

Yang Zhen pondered, if he just left like this, it would seem a little unreasonable.

If those who rushed down didn't see anything, they might be furious. If there was a fight, it would be bad.

Fighting and killing always hurt Tianhe, Yang Zhen decided to do another immeasurable merit.

Just as Yang Zhen was sweating and making fakes, almost everyone rushed into the giant mountain.

Not long after, Yang Zhen wiped off his sweat, put an indistinguishable stone tablet in its original place, took a deep breath, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and then his expression changed.

Someone is coming this way, so fast!

Yang Zhen hurriedly dodged to the side. In the midst of the dense air waves, an old lady with not very good legs and feet came over. After seeing the stele, her face showed ecstasy, and she rushed away at a speed of squeezing a bus. Come here, pick up the stele and leave.

It's not procrastinating at all, Yang Zhen was dumbfounded!