Endless waves of air suddenly descended from the sky above and merged into the genocidal punishment from heaven.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone present, including the old man, the Sword Demon, and the Taoist Demon, turned extremely ugly.

The water monkeys crawling on the ground were all shocked. The sounds suddenly stopped. They looked up with despair at the air that suddenly turned blood red, and lay on the ground trembling.

The old man showed a bitter smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

Dao Demon and Jian Demon looked at each other, both looking a little ridiculous. They opened their mouths, but no one said anything.

Yan Zixu's eyes almost popped out, and he turned to look at Shi Feifei in horror. Shi Feifei was shaking all over, her face pale, and she looked up blankly at the almost violent air wave in the air.

Heaven and earth are angry!

This time I was really angry.

Every one present was filled with a feeling of despair.

However, this kind of despair was not felt for himself, but mostly for Yang Zhen.

In the crowd, those people who went against the will of heaven were all stunned as if they were petrified, staring at the blood-red thunder in the air, which rumbled and condensed into a ferocious beast that covered the sky and the sun, and gradually a fanatical look appeared on their faces.

"Double Heavenly Punishment!"

Dao Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief and uttered these four words that even he felt were extremely heavy.

Although they had already seen it, after hearing these four words, the others were still shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in mid-air in disbelief.

Roar! A sound like a ferocious beast burst out of his throat.

Roar! Thousands of fanatical roars came from the mouths of the heaven-defying monks in the crowd.

The sound was like waves, rumbling like thunder, and it went straight into the sky and reached above the nine heavens.

Crazy, Yang Zhen was crazy, and all these heaven-defying cultivators were also crazy, with their eyes shining, staring at Yang Zhen's figure in the air.

Among these people, Zhong Er had the most intense fanaticism on his face. He pulled a cultivator beside him and said, "This is Yang Zhen. This is Yang Zhen, the guy I told you about. He was the one who took the Heaven-Defying Technique from me."

Hearing this, everyone around had a strange look on their faces, especially the old man who was with Jianmo and Daomo. His brows were twisted into a knot. He suddenly turned back and looked at Zhong Er. The gaze that seemed to be real made him pale. He took several steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Tong kicked Zhong Er away and yelled, "Fuck it! I was wondering why Yang Zhen suddenly became unpopular. It turns out that you idiots gave him the reverse cultivation technique. I'm going to kill you, you bastard!"

Boom! A thunderous sound was heard, and all the momentum in Zhou Tong suddenly burst out.

Zhong Er looked desperate. He gritted his teeth, climbed up, stared at Zhou Tong and said, "Come on, old man. Am I afraid of you?"

Zhou Tong suddenly rushed towards Zhong Er, with a furious look on his face, and slapped Zhong Er on the head.

The old man sighed and suddenly made a move. With just a casual wave of his hand, everyone's face suddenly turned pale. Zhou Tong's face changed drastically. A long sword appeared in his hand. He suddenly turned around and slashed in the air with the sword.

Boom! The sound of swords clashing rang out. Zhou Tong took a step back, stared at the old man and said, "Why did you stop me from killing this bastard?"

The old man shook his head and ignored Zhou Tong. Instead, he looked up into the air and sighed, saying, "Yang Zhen is not tolerated by heaven and earth. He is not here for practicing the reverse cultivation technique."

"What?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Zhou Tong sneered and said, "Old man, others may believe you, but I don't. You said that Yang's intolerance is not due to his practice of reverse cultivation. Is there anyone in this world who is born into intolerance?"

Even Zhong Er widened his eyes with a look of disbelief.

The reason why those who go against the will of heaven are not tolerated by heaven and earth is that these people practice reverse cultivation methods, plundering power from between heaven and earth to strengthen themselves, which is completely opposite to the cultivators who follow the will of heaven.

It would be strange if the world could tolerate such a group of people.

But...even though those who go against the will of heaven have strange behaviors and eccentric personalities and are difficult to get along with, they are just a group of pitiful people.

No matter how pitiful a person who defies heaven is, can he be as pitiful as a person who is born into disrespect for heaven and earth? Seeing the double punishment from heaven in mid-air, everyone's face changed.

Zhong Er raised his head and murmured to himself, "Born to be unacceptable by heaven and earth, Fellow Daoist Yang Zhen, you...you...damn it, heaven and earth are so unfair, Fellow Daoist Yang Zhen, you...you are so pitiful!"

As he cursed, Zhong Er actually shed tears.

The tall and strong man was crying so hard that his eyes were wet. The people around him were dumbfounded, but they didn't know what to say.

Dao Mo and Jian Mo lost their composure for the first time and their eyes almost popped out.

In this world, are there still people who are born and cannot be tolerated by the world? If so, why would the world allow such people to be born? Everyone immediately looked up in the air. Although they could not see Yang Zhen, they also widened their eyes and looked far away.

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At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly burst into laughter, his voice was like a loud bell, piercing through the heaven and earth, but the open-minded and even eccentric tone in his laughter made everyone's faces look ridiculous.

This is crazy, this is crazy, poor Yang Zhen.

He can actually laugh at a time like this. Can he... still laugh?

Just as everyone was staring in astonishment, there was a sudden loud bang in the air. The whole world seemed to have turned into an endless purgatory, and it was dark for a moment.

Everyone was startled and quickly released their protective holy energy, with solemn looks on their faces.

The next moment, something happened that shocked everyone.

It was dark for a moment, and then the whole world seemed to explode. Countless space fragments rushed out in all directions. The sea of ​​thunder and lightning seemed to fall apart all of a sudden. The terrifying air waves surged and tumbled, and there was chaos, as if it was the legendary creation of the world. But how could Yang Zhen do such a thing? Countless people stared at the violent clouds in the sky with wide eyes. After they gradually dissipated, Yang Zhen's body was shining with golden light, like a sun, and waves of terrifying faith power burst out from his body.

"This is impossible!"

The three old men exclaimed and almost jumped up.

Zhou Tong was even more stunned, looking at Yang Zhen, who looked like a god of war, with a look of shock on his face.

Rays of light, as if universal, emanated from Yang Zhen and were actually reflected back to the water monkeys who were prostrating themselves on the ground in respect.

Those water monkeys seemed even more respectful, with a look of horror flashing across their faces, and then surprise, so surprise that they were trembling with fear.

But after Yang Zhen gave back the power of faith, the power of faith in his body not only did not decrease, but became even stronger.

In mid-air, Yang Zhen laughed loudly, looked at the water monkey on the ground and said, "The cause and effect of heaven and earth, this is it, you can go now."

The water monkeys bowed their heads and worshipped. In fact, ever since the explosion of heaven and earth and the coming of the genocide punishment, these water monkeys have been worshipping Yang Zhen. At this time, they just kowtowed a few more times.

After the water monkeys gradually dispersed, Yang Zhen's power of faith slowly dissipated, and he murmured to himself: "So, this is what happened..."

What's going on? Yang Zhen was so anxious that he almost scratched his head.

(End of this chapter)