Yang Zhen spoke in a very relaxed manner, as if he was having fun with old friends who had known each other for thousands of years, very free and easy.

"you!"

Bo Tai's face was filled with rage, but he also knew that he was being a little reckless in staring at Saint Qingluan. He snorted coldly and said no more, but still couldn't help wanting to look at Saint Qingluan a few more times.

The aura of the Saint Qingluan was so strong that she became the focus of the entire audience as soon as she appeared, and almost all eyes were on this woman.

Qi Yunling glanced at Yang Zhen, who was sitting like an old monk, and said, "The Blue Luan Saint was born with the blood of the Blue Luan Saint. It is said that she was destined to become a Saint. It's just that she was born at the wrong time and caught up with the great changes in the world, so she fell asleep. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she was about to break through to the Saint."

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Is there really such a thing as special bloodline in this world?"

Bo Tai didn't seem to want to give up any chance to strike Yang Zhen. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "You are surprised by what you have seen. The legend of the Holy Blood has always existed. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. No, aren't you a casual cultivator of the Great Wilderness inheritance? Why haven't you heard of the Blue Luan Saint?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "I have lived in the mountains for a long time and have not been involved in the affairs of the martial arts world for a long time. However, there are still rumors about me in the martial arts world. I have not heard of the Saint Qingluan, but maybe the Saint Qingluan has heard of me."

"I've heard of you?" Botai laughed and said, "Have I heard of your name, Yang Tieniu?"

At this point, Bo Tai showed a look of contempt on his face, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "Stop talking for a while. Junior Sister Yun Ling promised to take you with her. I don't want you to embarrass the Aurora Holy Land. Otherwise, you'd better stand behind me."

Yang Zhen nodded. He didn't want to stand out in such an occasion.

Qi Yunling was right. We all came here to find the Samsara Bell. It is better to be low-key.

Seeing Yang Zhen so obedient and standing behind Bo Tai, Qi Yunling and Bo Tai were both a little surprised, but they didn't say anything. Instead, they let Yang Zhen stand behind them and look around like a curious baby.

When the group passed through the crowd and landed next to Ming Luan, Ming Luan suddenly turned around and looked towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was shocked, thinking that this guy was incompatible with him and was going to eat him without saying a word, so he immediately hid behind Bo Tai.

Bo Tai laughed loudly, turned around and patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder, with a gentle face like a respected senior brother, and said slowly: "It's okay, Ming Luan has a gentle temperament and will not attack you."

It's a pity that the Saint Qingluan didn't see it at all! Yang Zhen was really shocked. Damn it, he finally made up his mind to be low-key, but he didn't expect to kill Mingluan right away.

Besides, it is not easy for such a being to live for tens of thousands of years. Yang Zhen thought that the meat of this Mingluan must not be delicious because it is old!

Seeing Yang Zhen's cowardly look, everyone present laughed out loud. Even Qi Yunling burst out laughing and looked at Yang Zhen with more interest.

Among the people nearby, only Saint Qingluan did not laugh out loud. She just smiled, reached out to comfort Mingluan, nodded to Yang Zhen, and then said to Qi Yunling: "Junior Sister Yunling, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon."

Qi Yunling suddenly turned into a lively little girl. She held Saint Qingluan's hand and said happily, "Ling'er didn't expect Sister Qingluan to arrive so soon. Did you get the exact news?"

Although Yang Zhen also wanted to hold the hand of Saint Qingluan and introduce himself, but seeing the countless pairs of eyes around him, coming out at this time was obviously contrary to his low profile. He reluctantly held back and glared at Mingluan.

Ming Luan gave Yang Zhen a blank look and ignored him.

After seeing Qi Yunling, Saint Qingluan was obviously very happy. She shook her head and said, "We didn't get any news about the Samsara Bell, but Uncle Wang disappeared nearby, so we had to come here to find out."

"What?" Qi Yunling's face flashed with a look of shock, and he exclaimed, "Senior Wang is missing? How could he, a Saint Realm expert, disappear for no reason?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhen, who was behind Bo Tai, was moved. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the old man who had pulled him into the vortex with one sleeve.

Could this old man be the Saint Realm expert surnamed Wang? Thinking of this, Yang Zhen almost laughed out loud. He deserved it!

The old man came up and slapped Yang Zhen in the face, saying that if Yang Zhen blocked his way, only a ghost would block your way. Now, not only did he suck this saint into the vortex with one sleeve, but he was also sucked in. It was really gratifying. Yang Zhen decided to eat some melon seeds to celebrate.

Sure enough, after Qi Yunling finished speaking, he suddenly exclaimed, "It is said that a Tianxu Gate once appeared on the top of Wuchen Peak. Two Saint Realm powerhouses and Yang Zhen were sucked into the Tianxu Gate. One of the Saint Realm powerhouses was the Nine Dragon Saint. Could the other one be Senior Wang?"

Yang Zhen spat out a melon seed shell, nodded and said inwardly.

Saint Qingluan glanced at Yang Zhen and said thoughtfully, "It is very likely that if the other Saint Realm expert is really Uncle Wang, then we will have no way to find him."

Qi Yunling pulled the hand of Saint Qingluan and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Sister Qingluan. I heard someone say that Yang Zhen will not die in the Tianxu Gate. He, a little guy in the ninth heaven of the Tianxiang period, will not die in it. Senior Wang and Saint Jiulong will not die in it either."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen almost choked on the melon seeds and glared at Qi Yunling.

What do you mean he won’t die in there?

This Sao Saint will not die in there, so Jiulong and that old man will definitely not die in there? What's the reason? Yang Zhen curled his lips a little, and at the same time he was a little curious, who on earth trusted him so blindly that even the legendary Tianxu Gate could not kill him.

A trace of curiosity flashed across Saint Qingluan's face, and she said, "Who have you heard say that Yang Zhen would not die in there?"

Qi Yunling chuckled and said, "Many people say that the legendary Yang Zhen is a great disaster. People like him will not die easily in the Tianxu Gate. Well, I believe him too."

After hearing this, Yang Zhen, who had just brought out a small stool, lost his balance and fell to the ground, looking at Qi Yunling in astonishment.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Until this moment, Yang Zhen finally understood why his reputation was so bad. This guy spread his reputation. What did he mean by Yang Zhen was a big disaster? Good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years? Yang Zhen curled his lips. The person who said this was either a guy with ulterior motives or the outspoken bastard Jianmao.

Saint Qingluan chuckled and said, "Along the way, I have heard many legends about Yang Zhen. They all say that Yang Zhen is a very unique person. I just don't know if I will have the chance to meet him again in this lifetime."

Yang Zhen enjoyed hearing this and blinked at the back of Saint Qingluan. What do you mean you don’t know if you will have the chance to see her again? Haven’t you seen her now?

At this moment, Ming Luan suddenly let out a low roar and looked up at the sky.

A sound like a dragon's bell came from the sky.

Dang! The sound waves penetrated the heaven and earth, resounded in the sky, and shook the universe. Almost all living beings in the world were shocked.

This was the first time Yang Zhen heard such a sound. His whole body was shaken, and his soul was almost shaken apart. He hurriedly held his breath and looked up at the sky with a blank face, cursing stupidly: "Damn, what the hell is this?"

Qi Yunling and the others were also startled, but then their faces lit up with joy, they looked up at the sky and said, "The Samsara Bell is ringing. This is the Samsara Bell ringing."

A look of surprise flashed across Saint Qingluan's face, and she asked curiously, "Why can we only hear his voice but not see his trace?"

Qi Yunling shook his head and said, "No one has seen the Samsara Bell. It seems that since the past few days, we can only hear this sound, but there is no trace of the Samsara Bell."

Saint Qingluan nodded and said, "Maybe it's not time yet!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, a cold snort came from behind Yang Zhen, followed by a hand on Yang Zhen's shoulder.

“Get out of the way!”

Yang Zhen staggered after being pushed, and turned back to attack someone with his eyes wide open.

This bastard, does he want to scare people to death by walking silently?

When he turned around, Yang Zhen was happy. They were from the Black Lotus Holy Land. No wonder they were so arrogant.

(End of this chapter)