Those two old fellows, Yuan Tianyu and Elder Wang, definitely did it on purpose. They must have known that refining the Samsara Bell would cause such a horrific celestial phenomenon!

Boom! After saying this, Yang Zhen leaped up and rushed towards Hua Youyue.

Han Yan'er gritted her teeth and stomped her feet in anger in the air.

But she was helpless here. After hesitating for a moment, she fell to the ground, picked up the cheap cat, and asked, "There must be another way, right?"

The mean cat shook his head, took a breath, and said, "Unless Yang Zhen can fully comprehend the power of the Holy Light of Slashing Dao, otherwise, the two will surely die. These two old bastards are really not good people. They seem to be trying to stop Yang Zhen, but in fact they have been releasing the Holy Qi into the sky, attracting the Purple Sky Heavenly Punishment."

Purple sky punishment!

Upon hearing this name, even the faces of Saint Maiden Qingluan and Saint Maiden Heilian turned pale.

Especially the Black Lotus Saint, who muttered to herself, "It turns out to be the Purple Sky Heavenly Punishment. Yang Zhen is dead!"

No cultivator below the level of a Saint could survive the Purple Sky Heaven Punishment, not even Yang Zhen.

Even if Yang Zhen could barely hold on, what about Hua Youyue beside him? Elder Wang sighed and said, "Are we going too far?"

Yuan Tianyu sneered and said, "Isn't what Yang Zhen did too much? I've said before that judging good and evil by good and evil is the most childish behavior. In this world, there are only final winners, and there is no process of kindness."

As soon as the words fell, the purple thunder in the sky suddenly began to boil, and the entire thundercloud was like a whirlpool, connecting heaven and earth.

The terrifying rumbling sound of thunder was endless, and Yang Zhen's eardrums were almost broken.

Roar! A furious roar was heard, and in the air, a Thunder Palace flashed by, magnificent and lifelike, with every pattern clearly visible.

“It’s the Thunder Punishment Palace, it’s actually the Thunder Punishment Palace!”

Seeing the appearance of the Immortal Palace, everyone's faces changed and they rushed out frantically.

Even Yuan Tianyu and Elder Wang, when they saw the Immortal Palace flash by, they also crawled towards the outside of Wuting Mountain.

"Oh my god, it's actually the Thunder Punishment Palace. It seems that even God doesn't want Yang Zhen to survive."

Yuan Tianyu's face was full of horror. He looked up at the looming Leifa Palace, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

What evil had Yang Zhen and Hua Youyue done to attract the Thunder Punishment Palace? Elder Wang was also horrified, muttering to himself: "The Thunder Punishment Palace, even a Saint Realm expert would be in danger of death when facing the Thunder Punishment Palace, Yang Zhen... How could Yang Zhen possibly attract the Thunder Punishment Palace?"

Yuan Tianyu laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "This is what you sow for your own sins. How can a mere astronomical boy dream of ascending to heaven?"

“That won’t lead to thunder punishing the Heavenly Palace!” Elder Wang’s face was filled with worry.

Yuan Tianyu didn't know what Elder Wang was worried about. Hearing this, he glanced at Elder Wang and said, "Saint Realm power, Heaven and Earth True Marks, Slashing Holy Light, Samsara Bell, and all those mysterious methods. Do you think Yang Zhen is just an ordinary Celestial Phenomenon cultivator?"

"Of course he is not an ordinary celestial cultivator!"

If he was an ordinary cultivator in the Celestial Phenomenon Stage, how could he be noticed by the Great Sage of Nine Dragons?

While the two were discussing, Yang Zhen held up his Dao aura, came to Hua Youyue, grinned, and said: "Little girl, it seems that we are in danger of death again."

Hua Youyue's face was pale, with blood on the corners of her mouth. She opened her eyes, looked at Yang Zhen, shook her head and said, "As long as I'm by your side, I'm not afraid of anything."

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, pointed at the Thunder Punishment Palace in the sky, and said, "Aren't you afraid of this thing?"

Hua Youyue smiled very gently, staring into Yang Zhen's eyes, and said, "I've experienced this once before. I didn't die that time, and I won't die this time either!"

Have you experienced it once?

Yang Zhen was delighted, and his expression changed immediately: "That time of reincarnation?"

Hua Youyue nodded and was about to stand up when Yang Zhen pushed her down forcefully.

Seeing Hua Youyue's puzzled look, Yang Zhen took a deep breath, stood up and said: "I don't know what you went through in your previous life. I only know that in this life, I will shoulder all the difficulties you have!"

The Samsara Bell seems to be difficult to refine, which is understandable for something created by heaven and earth.

Now that things have come to this, how could Yang Zhen let Hua Youyue give up halfway?

Hua Youyue's face changed, and just as she was about to speak, a surge of blood energy surged out from Yang Zhen's body.

"This is the Qi and blood of heaven and earth, it should be helpful to you!"

"Yang Zhen you..."

"Hush! This is the Holy Light of Slashing Dao, a power that no dog in the Saint Realm can grasp. Don't you have to listen to the words of this Sao Saint?"

Buzz! Almost all of the holy light of the Dao of Slashing entered Yang Zhen’s Dao Yun realm.

Next, Yang Zhen passed all the golden light of the Dharma Image on his body that he had not had time to refine to Hua Youyue.

Hua Youyue's eyes were filled with tears. She shook her head and said, "Yang Zhen, you will die if you do this."

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "How can I leave like this when I haven't even achieved the status of Emperor?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen leaned down and moved closer to Hua Youyue.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Everyone looked at the white mist rising from Yang Zhen and Hua Youyue, and they stamped their feet in anger. No one knew what Yang Zhen did in the white mist. When he appeared again, his whole body was emitting bursts of holy light! The mean cat was amazed: "Damn, this bastard finally touched a trace of the aura of a half-step great saint. It seems that not dying this time is an extremely rare fortune for him!"

"But in this situation, can Yang Zhen still turn the tide and survive?" Saint Qingluan had a worried look on her face.

The Black Lotus Saint at the side sneered, showing no mercy to the Blue Luan Saint, and said sarcastically: "Stop pretending here. Even if Yang Zhen died here, it is related to your Blue Luan Sect!"

"You!" Saint Qingluan was furious. She stared at Saint Heilian and said, "If Yuan Tianyu hadn't targeted Yang Zhen like this, would Yang Zhen have died?"

"At least Elder Yuan is consistent in what he says and what he does. He is not like some people who seem to be eager to recruit talents but are actually waiting for opportunities to sabotage them!"

"Black Lotus Saint, you are making up stories!"

"Better than some people who are hypocritical!"

…

The mean cat looked at the two women, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "Women like this, even a hundred Yang Zhens wouldn't look down on them!"

"you!"

The Saintess Qingluan and the Saintess Heilian both shouted at the cheap cat in unison.

The mean cat grinned and said carelessly: "You two obviously don't understand Yang Zhen yet!"

At this point, the mean cat no longer paid attention to the two behind him, looked into the air and muttered, "Young Yang... is going to fight to the death again!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and he seemed to be on fire. He held the Great Sword in his hand, stared at the magnificent Celestial Palace in mid-air, and muttered to himself: "Damn it, old buddy, we are going to cause a big disturbance in the Celestial Palace this time, are you afraid?"

Roar! A roar that pierced through the heavens and the earth came, responding to Yang Zhen’s joke!

One man and one sword, Yang Zhen’s back at this moment was deeply imprinted in everyone’s mind.

Elder Wang was shocked, glanced at Yuan Tianyu, whose face was turning red and blue, and said, "What kind of monster have you created!"

Create?

Who created it?

Who can create Yang Zhen?

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and with a sword in hand, he rushed towards the Immortal Palace with a bang.

Throughout the ages, there is only one person who dared to do this, the legend who angrily slashed through three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations!

(End of this chapter)