God knows how the horns on Yang Zhen’s head grew, and the scales on his body are exactly the same as those on the young man from the Lin clan.

"You three, I'm talking to you, but who are you looking at? That old man, yes, you, stop right there!"

Yang Zhen swaggered in front of the three great saints, stared at the young man of the Lin clan and said, "Qi Lin, do you know your crime?"

The three great saints were startled and stared at the horns on Yang Zhen's head for a long time. Then they fell silent and stood aside, not knowing whether to leave or not.

Qi Lin was even more shocked. He looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and asked in confusion, "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Yang Zhen rolled his eyes and asked, "How do I know your name?"

You have two big words written on your badge, as if you are afraid that others don’t know your name, and you still ask me why I know your name?

As for who this Sao Saint is? "You don't need to care who I am. Actually, I am the uncle of your third aunt's distant cousin. You should call me cousin according to seniority!"

At this point, Yang Zhen's eyes widened, and the savage aura on his body became even stronger. He stared at Qi Lin and said, "Let me ask you, what is the Lin tribe's motto? Did you eat it?"

"We swear to defend the land of the Dragon Head until our death. We must not forget our original aspirations and our mission. Qilin, please do not forget it."

Qi Lin's voice was crisp and clear, and a blast of barbaric aura rushed straight into the sky, causing everyone around him to gasp.

"We swear to defend the land of the Dragon Head to the death, never forget our original aspiration, and keep our mission in mind!" Yang Zhen pounded his chest with his fist, making a loud sound that shook the mountains. Waves of terrifying power rippled under Yang Zhen's feet and rushed in all directions.

The ground around was shaking. The violent earth elements were surging and tumbling, causing the people around to stagger. They all looked at Yang Zhen in horror.

Qi Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Yang Zhen's feet with envy.

"Cousin... Cousin, has your Kun Yuan Jin broken through the Saint Realm?"

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, intuition was really good. Although he could sense the earth element fluctuations on Qi Lin's body behind the stone, and could roughly guess the body-building technique that Qi Lin was practicing, if he failed to imitate it properly, someone could die.

With Qi Lin's terrifying strength and the three great saints, Yang Zhen probably wouldn't be able to escape even if he ran.

There is the Great Sage in the sky and Qilin on the earth. In this situation, if Yang Zhen cannot sneak into the forbidden area, he can only fight for his life.

Now it's all right. Yang Zhen heaved a sigh of relief. So this technique is called Kun Yuan Jin? It really has something in common with Ksitigarbha Technique. And maybe this technique was derived from Ksitigarbha Technique.

Yang Zhen was determined in his heart. He glanced at Qi Lin and said, "It won't be long before you can break through this level."

A hint of surprise flashed across Qi Lin's face, and he looked at Yang Zhen more cordially.

These Lin people don’t seem to be very smart!

However, Yang Zhen liked this kind of honest and straightforward character, and he didn't have the heart to deceive Qi Lin any more, so he said to the elder: "Saint Tianxuan will die in three days? How did you know that?"

The elder's face flashed with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Just as he was about to speak, Qi Lin suddenly said, "Cousin, the holy vein has dried up. All of us in the tribe are using the power of the earth to maintain it. We have no time to care about anything else. What this old man said is right. If we don't find a solution within three days, the ice coffin of Saint Tianxuan will be destroyed."

Yang Zhen was stunned, looked at Qi Lin in surprise, and asked, "How could the holy vein dry up for no reason?"

Damn, I think I let it slip! Yang Zhen's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he became more calm and indifferent. He pointed at the desolate mountains and fields and said, "Over the years, the holy veins here seem to have been exhausted due to the changes in the world. Even the tribesmen think there is no way out, but I... I have been struggling to find a solution to this matter for so many years. Now I come out of seclusion to solve this matter. But you want to let humans into the restriction. If something unexpected happens, who will be responsible?"

"You... found a solution?" Hope suddenly burst out in Qi Lin's eyes, and he pulled Yang Zhen to break into the restriction.

The great elder suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Absurd, the mystical principles of heaven and earth are inextricable, and the sacred veins here have been damaged by heaven and earth. There is almost no way to revive them again. How dare you say that you have found a way?"

At this point, the elder's eyes flickered with doubt and he stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Who are you? I'm afraid you are not here to save Saint Tianxuan, but to destroy the restrictions here, right?"

Yang Zhen sneered and said, "You are surprised by what you have seen. You said that the holy vein cannot be restored here. What if I restore it?"

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed across the face of the Great Elder. Just as he was about to speak, Elder Diao stood up, looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled look and asked, "Can you really restore the holy veins here?"

Are you kidding? This place is almost dry. How can we recover?

Yang Zhen just wanted to quickly enter the restriction, find out what Saint Tianxuan wanted to do, repay the favor as soon as possible, and then slip away. Do whatever you need to do. No one would restore your holy veins.

This place is not far from the Yaoguang Holy Land. Once Yang Zhen restores the holy veins of this place, won’t the Yaoguang Holy Land be the one that benefits?

Even if the ice coffin of Saint Tianxuan absorbs all the holy veins here again, once the cycle of Heaven begins, the holy vein will still be the same holy vein, and the ultimate beneficiary will still be the Yaoguang Holy Land.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It can be seen that the three great saints of Yaoguang Holy Land also hope that the holy veins here can be restored.

Even if he could recover, Yang Zhen would not do it. Would Yang Zhen do such a thankless task? What kind of joke is this? Seeing the doubtful expressions on the faces of the three great saints, Yang Zhen coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked around the forbidden door. He found that the Saint Tianxuan was worthy of being the Saint Tianxuan. The restriction she set was really not something that could be broken into in a short time.

This is troublesome. He can't get in. Now Yang Zhen is riding on the pig and is in a dilemma.

Seeing that several people were getting impatient waiting, Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Guess?"

Guess this sentence. The three great saints who almost guessed it began to doubt their lives.

How could a great sage be fooled by an unknown "Lin Clan kid"? The great elder laughed loudly, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Ignorant boy, let your clan leader come out. I want to see what you can do when facing the life and death of Saint Tianxuan."

Yang Zhen's stubborn temper also came out, staring at the nose of the great elder and said: "No need to ask the clan leader, damn, isn't it just a holy vein? Do you believe me...I can repair it in a few minutes?"

At the same time, Yang Zhen glanced at Elder Jian and Elder Diao.

Damn it, Thousand Faces is really good at changing one’s appearance. He has been hanging around in front of Diao Wutian and Elder Jian for such a long time without being discovered.

If I don’t show my power, do you really think I can’t even repair my holy veins?

When it comes to competing with heaven for strength, this saint has never backed down.

After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)