Boom! After Yang Zhen crashed into the extermination heavenly punishment, the whole world seemed to explode, and countless thunders gathered towards Yang Zhen from all directions.

The roars were deafening, and the terrifying sound waves penetrated the universe. Everyone could hear that the heaven and earth were angry.

Heaven and earth...are finally angry!

Zhou Tong hadn’t reacted to Yang Zhen’s words yet. He didn’t know why this brat Yang Zhen had become so... weird. It was as if he had become a different person. It was as if Yang Zhen, the man who needed a tall man to hold up the sky when it fell, had disappeared.

And what about the matter of dissolving the master-disciple relationship? Can it be dissolved just like that?

"This bastard, when he falls down in a mess, I will have to go up to protect him." After saying this, Zhou Tong looked distressed and muttered to himself, "Damn it, I just said that water monkeys are beasts, but I don't know how many people would say this and blame me. It's too hard for me."

Seeing Yang Zhen enveloped by countless thunders of genocidal heavenly punishment, Zhou Tong's face changed drastically, and he quickly leaped up and rushed into the air, but was pulled back by the leader of the Qinglian Sect.

"Let me go!"

Zhou Tong turned around and glared at the leader of Qinglian Sect. At this time, his strength had surpassed that of the leader of Qinglian Sect. If he didn't let go, he would kick him back.

A trace of anger flashed across the face of the leader of the Qinglian Sect. He stared at Zhou Tong and said, "What are you doing up there now? Can you save Yang Zhen from the genocide punishment?"

He cannot be rescued. At this moment, no one present can rescue Yang Zhen from the genocide punishment, unless Yang Zhen can come out by himself, but... this is even more unlikely!

"If you can't, then don't go?" Zhou Tong shook the leader of the Qinglian Sect and said angrily, "Are you going to let me watch Yang Zhen die here?"

Dao Mo snorted coldly and said, "He is seeking death himself, who can save him?"

Zhou Tong was stunned and almost rolled up his sleeves to fight with the Taoist demon.

Yan Zixu and the others had expressions of shock on their faces, their eyes fixed on the raging sea of ​​thunder in the sky, as if they didn't hear the discussions around them.

Although Yan Zixu was somewhat wary of Yang Zhen, he was not completely convinced. In terms of talent, Yan Zixu claimed that he was no less talented than anyone of his age. Yang Zhen's strength was stronger than his, but that was just because Yang Zhen had better luck.

But after seeing this scene, Yan Zixu finally understood that good luck is also part of strength.

If Yang Zhen wasn't so crazy, where would the good luck come from?

After taking a look at Shi Feifei from a distance and seeing the complicated expression on Shi Feifei's face, Yan Zixu sighed and was completely convinced by Yang Zhen.

Zhou Yan and others nearby looked at each other in bewilderment, then came to Yan Zixu and asked, "What are the chances of Yang Zhen surviving?"

Yan Zixu glanced at Zhou Yan and frowned. Didn't these people hear the discussions of the seniors? Yang Zhen... after entering the extermination punishment, the chance of survival is almost zero.

The genocide punishment from heaven is too horrific. The power of heaven and earth at this level is almost equivalent to the great catastrophe of heaven and earth thirty thousand years ago.

In a sense, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth that year could actually be seen as a genocide punishment from heaven, except that the target of that time was primate humans.

Thinking of this, the horror on everyone's face became even more intense.

Who could have thought that in the Great Wilderness Emperor Road, we would once again see the genocide punishment from heaven. This genocide punishment from heaven would certainly not be a disaster for humans, but who knows whether the heaven and earth would once again erupt with a genocide punishment against primates?

When everyone was feeling threatened, the endless sea of ​​thunder in the sky suddenly exploded with a loud bang.

Waves of terrifying air that could destroy the world surged out in all directions. The entire world seemed to be shattered by this force. Countless void forces ran around everywhere, and the whole place was pitch black and chaotic, which made people shudder with fear.

Countless thunders fell to the ground, and everyone's faces changed again.

The divine punishment of genocide finally began to target the water monkey race once again.

Yang Zhen failed? Countless people stared at the sky, but there was no trace of Yang Zhen, as if he had been completely destroyed by the explosion.

Just when everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen's voice came lazily: "I say, do you think this Saint is dead?"

Upon hearing this voice, countless black-clad people present cheered in unison, their expressions becoming excited again.

No matter what Yang Zhen’s original intention was, it is an indisputable fact that now he has only one man and one sword to fight against the entire genocide punishment from heaven.

Such an earth-shattering move, such an act against heaven and earth, how could it not excite those people who were struggling to survive and defy heaven? Amid countless cheers, Yang Zhen's figure walked out from the dark clouds.

One, two, a hundred, a thousand...

Countless Yang Zhen walked out step by step, looking like they were strolling in the garden, but their speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they stopped all the thunder in the world.

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Under the countless thunderbolts, countless Yang Zhen looked up, and the big missing sword in his hand suddenly burst out with groups of black air waves. He roared to the sky: "This coquettish saint said, this wave of coquettish saint, not only must I pretend, but also pretend beautifully, pretend to be awesome, break it for me!"

Wild! Heaven! Sacrifice! Buzz! Countless waves of air rushed in from all directions, rushing into the bodies of countless Yang Zhens.

In almost the blink of an eye, Yang Zhen's aura had risen.

As one punishment after another fell from the sky and destroyed Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen's figure disappeared completely.

Finally, Yang Zhen looked down and said to the water monkeys all over the mountain: "So that's how it is. This is the cycle of cause and effect. I don't know how many years you have been guarding here, but now... I will not watch you disappear. No matter whose destiny it is, we can't let this evil God lead us by the nose. If you can understand what I say, then stand up and learn from me!"

Yang Zhen almost roared out the last three words. As his aura floated, streams of blood fell from the air and turned into a blood rain, covering the entire blood monkey population.

Snap!

A drop of blood fell on the water monkey. The water monkey, who was crawling on the ground, was shocked all over and looked up blankly, just in time to see Yang Zhen giving a middle finger to the sky.

One, two, countless, a black mass of middle fingers stood up from the ground, and all the hairs on Yang Zhen's body stood up.

This is fucking awesome!

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, raised his head and looked at the ray of extermination thunder that Cang had condensed again, rushing upwards with a bang.

"What the hell is this? Break it for me!"

Buzz! Visible red threads rose from countless water monkeys and connected to Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.

The Sword Demon and the Dao Demon stood up with a bang, staring at the bizarre scene in front of them in amazement, and shouted in unison: "The power of faith!"

(End of this chapter)