Chapter 1005 Someone Is Bullying Your Apprentice!

Countless people were all stunned by Yang Zhen's words, fellow countryman, you woke up Lei's outer Jiao and inner tenderness, and Yang Zhen was probably the only one who dared to say hello to a strong man in the holy realm like this.

Seeing the half-smile look on the face of the strong man in the holy realm, everyone felt unreal. Could it be that the bastard Yang Zhen is really a fellow with the strong man in the holy realm?

How is this possible, but if not, what does the smile of the holy man mean?

Numerous people had absurd expressions on their faces, and the big mouth of the fire sickle closed unconsciously. They looked at Yang Zhen, then at the strong man in the holy realm, and quietly walked towards the edge of the Tianquan Queyang formation. Lean on.

At this moment, the strong man in the holy realm suddenly stretched out his hand, and Yang Zhen's face changed wildly, and he flew towards the Kowloon coffin without any room for resistance.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er's expressions changed drastically, and they were about to make a move when they saw Yang Zhen waving his hand, and immediately held back forcefully.

There is no malice, Yang Zhen can't feel it anyway!

After falling on the Kowloon coffin, Yang Zhen looked up and down the strong man in the holy realm, and muttered to himself: "Hey, is this the breath of the strong man in the holy realm? .”

"Ben Sao Sheng?" There was a strange look on the face of the strong man in the holy realm, and he suddenly laughed, and said: "Interesting, interesting, you remind me of an old man, who is also a dead man, but why, However..."

While speaking inexplicable words, the strong man in the holy realm sighed, looked at Yang Zhen and said, "You woke up the old man?"

Hearing this, the five-and-a-half-step great sage's face changed wildly, and he didn't dare to vent his anger. He looked nervously at the strong man in the holy realm.

If it was really Yang Zhen who resurrected the strong man in the holy realm, then Yang Zhen might really not have to die today.

Those monks who just thought about singing cat you are so beautiful on their head, now feel as uncomfortable as if they swallowed a fly alive.

However, to the surprise of countless people, Yang Zhen shook his head and said solemnly: "No!"

"No?" A curious look appeared on the face of the strong man in the holy realm, he looked at Yang Zhen with a half-smile and said, "You have to think clearly, if you wake up the old man, the old man will spare your life."

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "My fellow, this joke of yours is not funny at all. If Ben Sao Sheng wants to live, God will not take him away. Are you sure you can do it?"

"It's interesting!" The strong man in the holy realm suddenly smiled, and stretched out his hand to press on Yang Zhentian's spirit cover. With Yang Zhentian's cultivation base of Xiangqi Jiuzhongtian, he didn't dodge it.

In fact, Yang Zhen didn't even dodge, what a joke, if he made a dodging movement and annoyed the strong man in the holy realm, he would die without knowing how to die.

Speaking is an art. In front of the strong in the holy realm, you can say some inexplicable words, but you must not do some inexplicable things, or you will die.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Zhen was going to die, the strong man in the holy realm let out a cry, his whole body was shocked, and he said in horror: "How could this be?"

which kind?

Those who are strong in the holy realm will be inexplicable.

Yang Zhen looked at the strong man in the holy realm in a daze, and everyone looked at the strong man in the holy realm dumbfounded. How could he know what the strong man in the holy realm said?

Just don't dare to move!

There is one person present, and no one dares to move casually.

At this time, the strong man in the holy realm suddenly frowned, and said: "This coffin of the old man has been refined for thousands of years. It is considered a good luck for you to be able to forcibly refine it in such a short period of time. Answer the old man's question." Question, what are you going to use it for?"

"Pretend to be a person!" Yang Zhen replied without thinking.

pretending?

The strong man in the Holy Realm frowned, turned around and took a look, his eyes fell on Huo Siany, his face suddenly changed wildly, and he rushed out crazily.

"He doesn't deserve it!"

There was a soft snort, but no movement was seen from the strong man in the holy realm. The fire scythe suddenly wailed and fell from mid-air, spurting blood like a fountain along the way, scaring everyone's faces pale and their hearts almost stopped.

When the fire sickle fell to the ground with a thud, everyone was shocked to find that the fire sickle was dead.

A half-step great sage died in front of everyone like this, without even having time to get out of his body, he died like this.

Everyone had panicked expressions on their faces, for fear that the strong man in the holy realm would show dissatisfaction on his face and stare at him to death.

"Mixed Dragon Art? Senior Nine Dragons is too deceitful." Gu Po's face changed wildly, staring at the strong man in the holy realm on Nine Dragons' coffin, her face was full of grief and indignation.

Yang Zhen said oh, pointing to Huo Sickle and said: "Did you see it, did you see it? Huo Sickle's death has nothing to do with Ben Sao Sheng. You must testify to Ben Sao Sheng."

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons looked stunned, laughed loudly, and said, "Sure enough, even the personality is similar, boy, who are you?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Senior, who is the acquaintance you speak of?"

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons shook his head and said: "Forget it, you are not him after all, boy, I am a little tired, is there a good place for the old man to sleep?"

Hearing this, everyone swallowed subconsciously.

The Great Sage of Kowloon is going to sleep, what does this mean?

"Yes, yes, there is really a good place where seniors can rest." Yang Zhen said hastily, glaring at the reluctant Chilong, and said, "Just make another nest yourself."

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons unexpectedly glanced at Chilong next to him, laughed loudly, and said, "It's okay, the old man will still fight for the place with you, you and I are each half, I didn't expect that there is such a treasure in the small sect." .”

Speaking of this, the Great Sage of Nine Dragons took a deep look at Gu Po and the others, and his figure suddenly disappeared into midair. Chilong wailed suddenly, and then rushed towards the direction of the Emperor's Monument, for fear that the Great Sage of Nine Dragons would snatch it. its nest.

And everyone who heard the words of the Great Sage of Nine Dragons had shocking expressions on their faces. Even a dignified holy man called it a treasure. What exactly is it?

How could it be possible for Shang Yuanzong to possess such a treasure?

Seeing the Great Sage of Nine Dragons disappearing from everyone's sight, Gu Po and other disciples of the Dayou Dynasty who were silent like cicadas all showed a look of relief on their faces, and hurriedly pulled the corpse of the fire scythe to leave.

Yang Zhen stared, and said: "Damn, come and go as you want, can you think this is a restaurant? Don't rush to sleep, fellow, I still want to pretend to be a few people!"

"Boy, don't bully me too much!" Gu Po and the others staggered and almost dropped Huo Sickle's body, staring at Yang Zhen with a look of panic.

Yang Zhen yelled strangely: "Oh, fellow, someone is going to beat your apprentice, damn it, so many people bully me, why don't you care about your apprentice?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was struck by lightning.

Are you really good at climbing up the pole?

In such a blink of an eye, you became the apprentice of a strong man in the holy realm?

How powerful are the strong people in the holy realm? Throughout the ages, there have only been a few people, how many strong people at the peak of the astronomical period, stepped into the realm of the half-step saint, and have been stranded in this natural moat since then, unable to break through the holy realm for the rest of their lives. territory.

Not to mention you are just Yang Zhen, but all the half-step great saints and powerhouses all want to have a master of the holy realm.

What kind of father and mother was born this bastard, and how did he raise him so big?

Seeing Gu Po and others staggering away from Shang Yuanzong in embarrassment, the cheap cat sneaked out of nowhere, came to Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, stop yelling, just accept it when you are good. Although Jiulong is approachable, don't go too far, besides, he is almost asleep now."

"Sleep..." Yang Zhen was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, open the formation, close the door, let the dogs go..."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Zhen's mind: "Boy, come!"

"Who?" Yang Zhen stared at his surroundings vigilantly, and asked, "Who called me?"

"Who called you?" The cheap cat curled her lips, looking cautious and sneaky.

"You come too!"

This voice was not a sound transmission. Yang Zhen and Jianmao trembled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Damn, didn't you say you were asleep?"

"You ask me, who do I ask, maybe... a little insomnia?"