how?

Yang Tieniu actually wanted to make enemies with all the men in the world for the sake of Saint Qingluan? "It's ridiculous. How could Yang Tieniu be so virtuous that he actually wanted to pursue Saint Qingluan? He is really shameless."

"What do you mean the world is drunk but I am the only one sober? Even if we are all drunk, it is not his turn to pursue the Saint Qingluan!"

"Ever since Saint Qingluan debuted, I don't know how many young men have wanted to see her glory, and how many saints have wanted to win the favor of Saint Qingluan. The name Yang Tieniu sounds disgusting. Why would he want to pursue Saint Qingluan?"

Yang Zhen didn't know when he had said that he wanted to pursue the Holy Maiden Qingluan, and he didn't dare to ask. He looked at the angry crowd in front of him with a confused look on his face.

Qi Yunling stamped her feet and said angrily: "These bastards really want the world to be in chaos. Can you just say such things casually?"

Saint Qingluan smiled, looking nonchalant, and said comfortingly: "Let them say whatever they want."

"But..." Qi Yunling's face flashed with a helpless look. She glared at Yang Zhen and said, "What mistake did Yang Tieniu make that he has to face so many accusations?"

"He doesn't seem to be afraid!" Saint Qingluan showed a hint of surprise on her face. She glanced at Yang Zhen and changed the subject, saying, "The sound of the Samsara Bell is getting more and more frequent. If nothing unexpected happens, the Samsara Bell will probably appear soon."

After hearing this, everyone around immediately forgot about Yang Zhen and looked at the surrounding environment with vigilance, fearing that they would be reincarnated accidentally after the reincarnation bell came out.

At this moment, the violent thunderclouds in the sky suddenly became ups and downs, and waves of violent energy from heaven and earth gathered in the air. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and there were strong winds everywhere, blowing everything around into a mess.

A hearty laugh was heard, and several old men walked out of the Tianle Holy Land. They all had the cultivation level of a half-step Great Sage and came to the side of the Qingluan Saint. An old man with white hair and beard spoke up, "I didn't expect that the appearance of the Samsara Bell would alarm even the Qingluan Sect. Is the Qingluan Saint Master all right?"

Saint Qingluan had a peaceful smile on her face. She bowed to the newcomer and said, "It's Senior Qingguan. I hope the Holy Lord is doing well. Thank you for your concern."

The old man called Senior Qingguan had an immense aura that stunned Yang Zhen. No wonder the Tianle Holy Land was so high-profile; this half-step Great Sage was obviously very powerful.

At this time, another voice was heard, and everyone made way for it and looked in the direction of the sound.

An old woman came with many disciples and said with a smile: "Qingguan, you old fellow, the Saint of Qingluan Holy Land is here, so you come forward, why don't you go to my Wuchen Holy Land to reminisce about the past."

Qing Guan showed a playful smile on his face and said, "Even if I don't go, Master Shengquan will definitely not give up this opportunity. Isn't he here?"

The two of them laughed heartily, and it seemed that their relationship was not as incompatible as the legend said.

The Saintess Qingluan also bowed and greeted Master Shengquan.

Shengquan Zhenren smiled, waved her hand and said, "I am already an old woman. It won't be long before Saint Qingluan doesn't have to bow to me anymore."

This is true. It won’t be long before Saint Qingluan will be able to break through to the Half-Step Great Saint realm. Then she will be a true saint.

Yang Zhen found it boring. He didn't know why, but he always felt that something was going to happen, but he couldn't see through the changes between heaven and earth.

Ming Luan next to him was also a little uneasy. Yang Zhen patted Ming Luan and said to him comfortingly, "Don't worry, if the sky falls, there are still guys bigger than you to hold it up."

Ming Luan’s huge head glanced at Yang Zhen, rolled its eyes, and then turned its gaze back to the air.

With a curious look on his face, Shengquan Zhenren turned to look at Yang Zhen and asked, "This young friend is so strange, but he can actually get along with Mingluan. Could he be a rare genius disciple of Qingluan Sect?"

Yang Zhen stood up and said with a smile: "Senior, thank you for your praise. I am just a casual cultivator. I am grateful to the Aurora Holy Land for taking me in. I just came to see the excitement. I am not a disciple of the Qingluan Sect."

Hearing this, Zhenren Shengquan and Qingguan both showed surprise on their faces and looked at Saint Qingluan.

Saint Qingluan nodded and explained, "Indeed, even Qingluan is a little curious. Mingluan doesn't seem to reject Fellow Daoist Yang Tieniu."

"Yang Tieniu?" Qing Guan laughed, patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder, and said, "My friend, this is a good name. It's simple and impressive."

Qing Guan laughed out loud, obviously liking Yang Zhen’s personality very much.

At this time, Shengquan Zhenren suddenly said, "This time the Samsara Bell has appeared, maybe a Saint Realm expert will come to refine it. The grudge between us is not worth mentioning. Why don't we join hands and seek opportunities together?"

Saint Qingluan nodded, glanced at the Black Lotus Holy Land, and said, "Qingluan has no objection."

Qing Guan laughed loudly and said, "We should do so, so as to avoid being ruined by some scoundrels in this great opportunity of ours."

The three of them had just reached an agreement when the sky suddenly darkened, and everyone who saw it was stunned.

Ming Luan roared towards the sky and seemed a little nervous, which made Yang Zhen stunned and he almost turned around and ran away.

For some reason, Yang Zhen suddenly had a bad premonition, but he still couldn't see through the changes between heaven and earth.

Looking at Saint Qingluan and the others, they all had puzzled expressions on their faces and obviously did not notice the danger.

Boom! A series of loud singings of heaven and earth came from midair. Endless patterns of heaven and earth directly covered the heaven and earth. The heavenly sound rolled, and a series of heavenly lights fell from the sky. It was not the power of thunder, but a kind of aura that Yang Zhen had never seen before.

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As soon as the light appeared, tens of thousands of people present became excited.

Yang Zhen was completely confused. Damn, it seemed like he was the only one who didn’t know what the hell this Skylight was?

"The Holy Light of Slashing, this is the Holy Light of Slashing!"

Some people exclaimed, their faces were filled with shock, and they cheered excitedly.

"My God, the Holy Light of Slashing Dao actually appeared here. This... This is truly a great fortune. We came to the right place."

"The Holy Light of Slaying Dao has appeared. It must be the Samsara Bell. It must be the Samsara Bell for sure."

"It's a pity that the Holy Light of Slashing Dao can only be used to its maximum effect by a Saint Realm expert. With our level of cultivation, we should remember this feeling and save it for future use."

A group of people cheered and jumped for joy, all bathed in the holy light of the Way of Killing. Even the Holy Maiden Qingluan and the other half-step great saints had looks of surprise on their faces, and their excited faces were full of excitement.

Cutting the holy light?

This was the first time Yang Zhen heard of such a thing. He had heard of it before, as if someone had cut off his past and present lives. However, Yang Zhen had never expected that such a seemingly absurd thing could actually exist as the Holy Light of Cutting.

I really gained a lot of knowledge today. Judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, the Holy Light of Cutting is definitely something extraordinary. At least those present below the level of Half-Step Great Sage all had expressions of near madness on their faces.

From the cheers of the crowd, it is not difficult to judge that even a strong person in the Saint Realm needs to cut the Holy Light.

It's just a good thing, why do you want to kill him?

Yang Zhen was a little confused.

"Hey, you don't seem very excited. Don't you know how precious the Holy Light of Slashing is?" Qi Yunling looked at Yang Zhen curiously, her face starting to turn red with excitement.

The Saint Qingluan was stunned and also set her eyes on Yang Zhen.

(End of this chapter)