After saying that, Hei Qiu sat cross-legged beside the Black Lotus Saint and said in a deep voice, "Don't be affected. Just stay calm and steady your mind. Leave the rest to me. I want to see what earth-shattering things Yang Zhen can do."

Sure enough, Hei Qiu did not rush up to kill Yang Zhen directly. Obviously, there were other ways to kill Yang Zhen. In Hei Qiu's eyes, it was much more important for the Black Lotus Saint to perfect her Tao heart than to kill Yang Zhen directly.

The Black Lotus Saint nodded, looked at Yang Zhen strangely, and a hint of interest appeared at the corner of her mouth.

In fact, there was not much grudge between the Black Lotus Saint and Yang Zhen. The Black Lotus Saint even once felt a little curious about Yang Zhen and was very interested in the various legends about Yang Zhen.

However, Yang Zhen has now come into conflict with Hei Qiu, and given Hei Qiu's character, he will never let Yang Zhen's life go. In this way, no matter how much the Black Lotus Saint is interested in Yang Zhen, it is inevitable that Yang Zhen will become a dead man later.

The Black Lotus Saint sighed, looked at Yang Zhen deeply, and closed her eyes.

If Yang Zhen offends Hei Qiu, he will die today! Buzz! A terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from Hei Qiu's body, and a shocking roar was heard. Behind Hei Qiu, a huge monster condensed.

Everyone was frightened by the horrifying creature in front of them. Even Ming Luan growled and stared at the black shadow behind Hei Qiu, looking a little uneasy.

The roar was like that of an ox, shaking the universe. As the roars continued, a terrifying black shadow rushed straight into the sky, hovering above the black dragon's head, exuding a momentum of destruction.

What shocked everyone was that this terrifying black shadow was so lifelike, with layers of blood wrapped around it.

As expected of a Black Qiu, the phantom of Taoism it condensed was so real that it could even be stained with blood, making it even more hideous and terrifying.

Dragon, a dragon!

To be precise, it was a legendary dragon. Even the scales on its body were clearly visible amid its roar.

The Qiulong is not a real dragon, but it is also a kind of dragon. The blood of a real dragon flows in its body. It shocks the world throughout eternity and intimidates all living things.

In order to prevent the Black Lotus Saint from being disturbed in her perfection of Dao heart, Hei Qiu did not use his true essence directly, but instead condensed his Dao power in an attempt to destroy Yang Zhen's Dao heart in one fell swoop.

The mean cat who had just wiped his saliva let out a strange cry in the crowd, pointed at the roaring Qionglong in the air and said, "How shameless! To deal with a kid in the ninth heaven of the Celestial Stage, you actually condensed a Qionglong. The old face of your Black Lotus Holy Land has been completely lost by you, old boy."

"Don't be rude!"

A cold snort was heard, Mei Xiang's face turned ashen, and he pointed his sword at the bitch cat, his face full of murderous intent.

The mean cat shrank his neck and pouted, saying, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. It's no big deal. Even if you put a sword on my neck, I won't tell you!"

Saying the most cowardly words in the most tough attitude was perfectly performed by Jian Mao.

After finishing speaking, the mean cat raised his head and shouted to Yang Zhen: "Boy, the Qionglong has come out, can you still grill it? If you can, don't forget to take my share."

After hearing what Jianmao said, everyone present was stunned.

Even the mean cat was frightened by the Qionglong, doesn't that mean that the mean cat also thinks Yang Zhen is in danger? Mei Xiang showed a hint of sneer on his face, as if he didn't want to have to fight with a cat. He sheathed his sword and returned to the Black Lotus Holy Land, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful look on his face.

Seeing the expression on Mei Xiang's face, everyone present became more certain that the black dragon was definitely extraordinary.

This is also confirmed in the words of Jianmao.

Can Yang Zhen survive the attack of the Qionglong?

However, what made everyone unbelievable was that Yang Zhen was lighting the fire at this time! Seeing Yang Zhen lying on the barbecue grill, blowing on the charcoal inside, making his face dusty, everyone felt that their brains were not enough.

If a cultivator wants to light a fire, isn't it just a matter of snapping his fingers? Yang Zhen naturally knew what everyone was thinking, and said with a curled lip: "You all don't know that the meat roasted without any cultivation methods is actually the most fragrant."

Everyone's eyes twitched. Who the hell asked you this?

In this situation, you still have the mind to grill meat, don't you know that you may be hit by the dragon in the next moment and die? As expected, Hei Qiu snorted coldly, and with a finger, the violent dragon in the air suddenly roared and roared to the sky, covering Yang Zhen's head.

"Saint Qingluan, you should feel lucky. This Dao Heart Shock was originally prepared for you."

As soon as Hei Qiu finished speaking, Yang Zhen jumped up with an "oh my" sound, looked at the Saint of Qingluan seriously and said, "Did you hear what that old bastard said? He was originally going to target you, but I blocked it for you. Let's record this account first and fulfill it after this matter is over. You are the Saint of Qingluan Sect, you can't cheat."

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the grateful look on Saint Qingluan's face turned into surprise.

The rest all stared at Yang Zhen in astonishment. If it weren't for the fact that the Qionglong was so terrifying, everyone would have had the urge to rush up and rip open Yang Zhen's head to see what was inside his head.

At this time, you are still arguing with Saint Qingluan? You should think about how to survive first.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Even the Saint Qingluan had already perfected her Dao Heart, and said to Yang Zhen anxiously, "Young Master Yang, you... be careful!"

Hearing the exclamation of Saint Qingluan, everyone's heart skipped a beat and they all turned to look at Yang Zhen.

Behind Yang Zhen, a giant dark golden beast with wings on its back and a single horn on its head appeared at some point.

Facing the overwhelming Qionglong, the giant beast glanced at it indifferently, and slapped the Qionglong on the head. Amid countless people exclaiming, there was a loud bang that shook the mountain, and the entire Qionglong was slapped to pieces.

And Yang Zhen... was still blowing wildly at the charcoal fire, his face covered with black carbon ash.

The whole world fell into deathly silence, and everyone looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, as if the terrifying beast behind Yang Zhen had never appeared at all in the flash of a flash.

If the Qionglong had not really disappeared and everyone had not heard the sound of a slap, no one would have dared to believe their eyes.

"Then then then...what is that?"

"Qiongqi Tiantiantian... Tianxu? Oh my god, what did I see? That's Qiongqi Tianxu!"

"Impossible, how could someone be able to condense a being like Qiongqi Tianxu?"

"But...if it's not Qiongqi Tianxu, what else can smash a Qionglong's head with a single slap?"

Hei Qiu's face turned completely pale, with a look of horror on his face. He stared at the empty space behind Yang Zhen and said sternly, "No, it's impossible. What is that? What was that behind you just now?"

Yang Zhen raised his head and grinned, his black face and white teeth showing his simple and honest appearance: "I'm sorry, I did blow out a little flame just now, but it disappeared again. Don't worry, it will be lit soon."

Who the hell asked you this? What does it have to do with me whether you light the fire or not? (End of this chapter)