Chapter 537: Jinyang Palace Worship, Yang Zhao

Many people were crushed by the pressure, and in an instant, blood and flesh flew all over the street.

On a tall building in the distance, three emperor-level masters from Yangquan City frowned, and then one of them asked in confusion:

"This is the worshiper of Jinyang Temple, Yang Zhao? I didn't expect him to come too!"

"I don't know what's going on, but it's just right to see the excitement." Another person tilted his head and looked in the direction of Luo Zhen, saying lazily.

The third person didn't say anything else, but began to pay attention to the situation on Luo Zhen's side.

"I am the chief worshiper of Jinyang Temple, Yang Zhao! I am here to arrest you on the orders of the great elder!" Yang Zhao looked down at Luo Zhen in mid-air and said slowly.

Even his voice was quite imposing, shaking cracks on the ground and walls.

"Boy, I'll ask you again, do you want to join our Jinyang Temple! This is the last time the great elder asked me to ask. If you don't answer, I will kill you here!" Yang Zhao continued, his tone undeniable and his attitude extremely arrogant.

But Yang Zhao has the capital to be arrogant.

Because he is the chief worshiper of Jinyang Palace, and he is at the eighth level of the Emperor Realm!

He can be regarded as the ceiling combat power of the Savage Continent!

And most importantly, he also has a low-grade imitation spiritual treasure, and he has almost completely controlled it.

"Bah, you still want me to join your Jinyang Palace! Are you qualified to teach me Luo Zhen?" Luo Zhen naturally scolded mercilessly.

I don't know whether I can win the fight, but before the fight, I must not lose the momentum!

As for why he didn't join Jinyang Palace, it was because Luo Zhen also had his own bottom line.

People in Jinyang Palace did things without any bottom line, and Luo Zhen didn't like it!

"If you are so stubborn, then you'd better die!" Yang Zhao roared, and his voice turned into a wave of air and attacked Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen felt something was wrong, and flew up with Bai Tong in his arms, and then turned his head and saw that the place where he was standing was directly smashed by an invisible force!

Luo Zhen hurriedly threw Bai Tong away, and at the same time ordered the golden body evil corpse to protect Bai Tong well.

The next moment, Yang Zhao suddenly appeared behind Luo Zhen and slapped him.

Luo Zhen turned around quickly and blocked with both hands!

"Bang!"

There is no doubt that Luo Zhen was blown away, leaving a drag mark hundreds of meters long on the ground.

He hit the city wall hard, almost knocking down the entire city wall!

"Brother Luo Zhen!" Bai Tong, who was thrown away by Luo Zhen, landed lightly on the building, and then found Luo Zhen's condition, and couldn't help but worry.

"Be quiet, if the damage is too great and too many innocent people are implicated, don't blame the alliance for hunting you down." Sikong took a healing pill and then flew to Yang Zhao to remind him.

Yang Zhao didn't look at him and said indifferently: "Jinyang Palace will take care of it for me, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Besides, after the matter is done, you will also give you the spiritual medicine you want. Isn't it worth it to die a few people in exchange for a pill?" Yang Zhao continued, as if he didn't care about human life.

Indeed, after reaching a certain realm, human life is like grass in their eyes.

Sikong did not speak, silently agreeing with Yang Zhao's words.

As long as he gets that pill, he can be promoted to the seventh level of the emperor realm!

For a cultivator, what is more important than promotion?

That's why Sikong agreed to the message from Jinyang Palace to help kill Luo Zhen. Otherwise, he would not want to wade into this muddy water!

After all, even Qingyun was killed, so he naturally knew the degree of danger.

However, with the imitation spiritual treasure in hand, he was not inferior to Luo Zhen.

However, he still underestimated Luo Zhen.

The two fought for a long time, and not only did he not cause any harm to Luo Zhen, but he was fooled by Luo Zhen in terms of speed!

"However, you were fooled by a junior in the venerable realm. What's the use of the imitation spiritual treasure? In view of the fact that you stopped him, we in Jinyang Palace promised you that nothing will be lost. Next, you just watch carefully!"

Yang Zhao said in a cold voice, his words were extremely disdainful, without any mercy.

Although Sikong gnashed his teeth with anger, he was powerless to refute.

But fortunately, he got what he promised, so he didn't care!

In the distance, Luo Zhen spit out the Three Lights Divine Water, repaired his injuries, and then barely crawled out of the ruins.

With that kick just now, Luo Zhen was absolutely sure that Yang Zhao could break through the ninth level of the Emperor Realm at any time!

Yang Zhao is now at the peak of the eighth level of the Emperor Realm, and he can't be any higher. If he wants, he can be promoted immediately now!

But since he is still suppressing it, it means that he has ideas. After all, although the thunder tribulation is terrible, Luo Zhen doesn't think he will be unable to resist!

Sure enough, the big sect is a crouching tiger, a worshiper is actually no different from the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, which is so powerful!

Luo Zhen also suffered a lot of injuries from the previous attack. After all, his strength has not been fully restored, and he was hit by a strong man in the eighth level of the Emperor Realm, and his body is almost collapsed.

If it weren't for the Three Lights Divine Water, Luo Zhen would probably be in a miserable state now.

Can't beat it!

Luo Zhen made a quick judgment.

And even if he could win, he would probably be seriously injured again, so slipping away in time was Luo Zhen's first rational decision.

What's more, even the Lord of Yangquan City, who was in the sixth level of the Emperor Realm, had a replica of the spiritual treasure. As a super sect worshiper in the eighth level of the Emperor Realm, there was no reason why Yang Zhao should not have a replica of the spiritual treasure.

If Yang Zhao took out the replica of the spiritual treasure, the battle with the white-bearded Taoist priest in the Demon Valley would probably happen again!

If his strength drops again or he is seriously injured, Luo Zhen will almost certainly die, because there is a Sikong who is watching him with eagerness.

The city lord of Yangquan City holds a replica of the spiritual treasure!

The attack power of the imitation Lingbao cannot be underestimated, although it cannot hit Luo Zhen head-on. But if Luo Zhen comes while he is fighting Yang Zhao, Luo Zhen will also be extremely troublesome.

In addition, there is the little girl Bai Tong.

"Fuck, he's running away again. Why are there such strong men everywhere? Are they ruined?" Luo Zhen cursed in his heart.

Then the brain works rapidly, looking for opportunities to escape.

Seeing Luo Zhen stand up, Yang Zhao flashed and appeared behind Luo Zhen. He suddenly stretched out a pair of big hands and grabbed Luo Zhen suddenly.

Luo Zhen quickly released the light mask again, and then turned into light and shadow, flowing a hundred meters away!

"The Escape Spell? It's really good. I learned Qingyun's trick so quickly." Yang Zhao smiled, praised him, and then said coldly,

"But you may not know that Qingyun can't stand a single move in front of me!"

As soon as Yang Zhao finished speaking, he shook his big hand, and the surrounding space seemed to be really exploded by Yang Zhao, and the entire mask shattered.

Luo Zhen's Light Escape Spell can't work either.

"Look where you're going!"

As soon as the mask of light was shattered, a spear made of Yuan Li appeared in the palm of Yang Zhao's right hand and shot towards Luo Zhen.

Although the spear was very fast, Luo Zhen had time to dodge. The spear passed by him on one side of his body and hit the sky.

But the spear is just a cover.

The next moment, Yang Zhao rose into the air and landed next to Luo Zhen in the blink of an eye. His whole body suddenly burst into black energy, and then he slapped Luo Zhen with a palm.

A line of ten thousand feet!

Luo Zhen quickly used his magical powers to avoid the fatal blow and appeared behind Yang Zhao like a ghost.

A dragon of Yuanli once again condensed in his right hand, and Luo Zhen said coldly: "It's my turn to take action!"