Yang Zhen is happy!

This unknown blood refining method is great.

It was actually able to activate the seeds of qi and blood of heaven and earth in his body.

Moreover, Yang Zhen had a feeling that if he could practice this technique to perfection, he might be able to completely refine his body and integrate all the forces in his body to truly form a unique power that belonged only to him.

This is quite awesome.

But let’s get through the tribulation first.

Yang Zhen looked up at the horrifying sea of ​​blood in the air. This was a divine punishment caused by the qi and blood of heaven and earth. He seemed to have made things too big by carelessness and detonated the seeds of qi and blood of heaven and earth in his body, which attracted the attention of the laws of heaven and earth.

Damn it, aren't you tired of this kind of heavenly punishment coming every other day? Yang Zhen took out the Daque sword, glanced at Zhou Tong who looked confused, and decided to disperse this heavenly punishment first.

"What do you want to do, kid?"

Zhou Tong showed a surprised look on his face, staring at Yang Zhen and said: "With your current strength, if you resist this heavenly punishment, you will get into trouble."

Yang Zhen exclaimed, and was surprised to see a look of worry on Zhou Tong's face. He didn't know whether the old man was afraid that he would get hurt or die and no one would help him show off, or he was really worried that he would get hurt.

No matter what the reason was, Yang Zhen was very grateful to this old man, so he simply put away the Daque Sword and decided not to resist this divine punishment.

"Okay, I won't resist anymore..." Yang Zhen said to Zhou Tong with gratitude.

Zhou Tong was stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could say anything, he saw Yang Zhen rushing towards the thundercloud of heavenly punishment.

"I'll try to see if I can refine it directly!"

"I...you...you bastard!" Zhou Tong jumped up.

You can't even resist it, and you want to refine it directly? Throughout the ages, who has ever heard of anyone being able to refine the thundercloud of heavenly punishment directly?

These are the qi and blood of heaven and earth, and they are life-threatening.

Just when Zhou Tong had not yet reached the highest point in his jump, Yang Zhen had already entered the thundercloud of heavenly punishment.

Zhou Tong opened his mouth, stamped his feet, cursed a few bastards, and a big gourd appeared in his hand. He looked at his thumb hesitantly, then took a bite of it hard, as if he regarded his thumb as Yang Zhen, and bit it with grimace.

"hiss!"

A sound of gasps was heard, and Zhou Tong shook his hands and hurriedly formed a complicated formation on the gourd. The big gourd suddenly swelled up in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became about ten feet in size.

Buzz! A huge wave of air rushed out from the gourd and rushed into the thundercloud of heavenly punishment in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, this is a treasure that I have treasured for many years. This kind of thunder punishment can cause my heavenly tribulation. This is all I can do to help you."

Looking at the violent and ferocious blood-red thunderclouds of heaven and earth, Zhou Tong shouted to the air with a painful look on his face.

In the thundercloud of heavenly punishment, Yang Zhen, who was grinning, suddenly felt a warm feeling coming, and billions of cells in his body seemed to come alive and became extremely active. Waves of terrifying power poured into his body from the warm breath, and then poured out madly. After several times, Yang Zhen's whole state reached the best state he could achieve.

How terrifying was that Quan Yang Saint Root that made Zhou Tong take Yang Zhen to the Sanmen Festival at all costs? Yang Zhen could no longer afford to think about it. The warm breath Zhou Tong brought in didn't seem to last long. Yang Zhen took advantage of the fact that his body was not in so much pain and sat cross-legged in the center of the thundercloud of heavenly punishment.

At the same time, the unknown blood refining method in his body suddenly started running at full speed, forming a strange image of nine stars in a row above Yang Zhen's head.

Nine fist-sized blood and energy beads shone brightly above Yang Zhen’s head, looking extremely mysterious.

The unknown blood refining method, after being practiced to the extreme, can form nine stars in a row on the top of the head, swallowing up the sky and the earth, that is, even the blood of heaven and earth can be swallowed for one's own use.

This was the real reason why Yang Zhen did not use the Daque Sword to break the heavenly punishment thundercloud, but instead tried to refine and absorb it.

"Blood refining, start!"

As Yang Zhen shouted angrily, blood light flashed in his eyes, and the nine-star blood beads above his head suddenly shone brightly and began to spin rapidly.

In the terrifying thunderclouds of heavenly punishment, the thunder was violent. Rays of lightning that looked like long dragons fell towards Yang Zhen, but were all blocked by Yang Zhen's Nine Stars in a Row.

A terrifying suction force burst out from the Nine Stars in a Row, and the blood and energy in the air rushed towards the Nine Stars in a whirlpool-like terrifying speed.

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Zhou Tong, who was running around anxiously and cursing the bastard not far away, felt the influence of the energy of heaven and earth. His eyes widened and he looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Until Yang Zhen had absorbed the last bit of the energy of heaven and earth, and under the rolling dark clouds in the sky, only a few dry thunder dragons were left roaring and struggling. Zhou Tong did not even blink, and his mouth was open enough to swallow his fist.

“What… is going on?”

Zhou Tong muttered to himself, his eyes full of absurdity, and then he cursed: "Asshole, since you have such a powerful blood refining method, why do you still want my unknown blood refining method? Aren't you a little too greedy?"

Yang Zhen leaped up and landed in front of Zhou Tong. He calmed down the raging blood in his body, grinned, and said, "Old man, you should be honest. We agreed that after I have perfected the unknown blood refining method, you will give me another method or martial art. Now you want to renege on your promise. Do you have no shame?"

“What?” Zhou Tong’s beard was puffed up, and he stared at Yang Zhen and said, “You bastard, do you think I have never practiced an unknown blood refining method? What you used just now is not at all…”

"Aha, now you admit it?" Yang Zhen stared at Zhou Tong and said, "You old man are very bad, and you never tell the truth. Fortunately, I, the saint, call you an honest and reliable young man. I really don't want to associate with a guy like you who doesn't keep his word."

"You?" Zhou Tong looked Yang Zhen up and down and said, "If you are known as an honest and reliable young man, then I am an old man who never lies. Bah, kid, tell the truth. What kind of skills did you use just now? It is somewhat similar to the unknown blood refining method."

"Give me a martial art that is worthy of my status as a saint first!" Yang Zhen stretched out his hand.

Zhou Tong glared and was about to speak when Yang Zhen suddenly grinned, blinked at Zhou Tong, and said, "Don't you think that this unknown blood refining method has some strange places, as if it is completely wrong?"

“Nonsense, if you can feel it, how can I…what did you say?” Zhou Tong’s eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked at the thunderclouds of punishment that were slowly dissipating in the sky, and suddenly cried out in surprise, “This is impossible!”

"Nothing is impossible. Just give it to me or not!" Yang Zhen turned around and left.

Zhou Tong hurriedly chased after him, looking at the back of Yang Zhen's head in surprise and suspicion, with a ridiculous look on his face. Then, he remembered something and grinned, like a 200-pound fat old man.

(End of this chapter)