Seeing so many demon cultivators looking at each other, no one dared to go down and kill the bastard Yang Zhen. Everyone looked at Chen Xiaotian with a strange expression on their face.

After all, he is a powerful figure who is famous in the Demon Realm. Now he is overwhelmed by anger. Everyone wants to laugh but is too embarrassed to do so. They all hold it back and their faces turn red.

Shu Ya also had a strange look on his face, and said to Chen Xiaotian beside him: "My Lord, the blood moon has erupted here, and the sky burial ground has just taken shape. If we go down now, no one will be able to come up alive."

"Then how can he be alive?" Chen Xiaotian snorted coldly, but did not delve into it further.

After all, as a lord, he knew very well that the place where Yang Zhen was now was the most dangerous place in the sky burial ground. It was just that Yang Zhen's expression and words were too irritating. Not to mention a lord, even the dead Demon Emperor would be so angry that he would come back to life.

"Boy, you are in danger now, so you said some irritating words to anger me. It did have some effect, but do you think you can anger me and make people die with you?"

Having said that, Chen Xiaotian waved his hand, and those demon cultivators suddenly felt relieved and retreated one after another, as if they had survived a calamity.

Anyone could see that with the blood moon in the sky, the sky burial ground must be full of dangers. The strange aura had already made everyone present shudder. Even Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya did not rush forward easily. How could Yang Zhen feel good? Just when everyone had strange expressions on their faces, Yang Zhen suddenly stretched his body, and a crackling sound came out, revealing an extremely comfortable expression.

"Cool!"

Hearing this word, everyone shuddered and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

Cool? Damn it, cool you big head ghost.

It would be strange if you could feel happy in this situation.

But the expression on Yang Zhen's face didn't look fake at all. The group of people were suspicious and gradually became more suspicious.

Seeing Yang Zhen's radiant look, the group of people looked at each other, obviously confused about what had happened.

"Could it be that there has been some change in the Sky Burial Ground? Could this blood moon be a stroke of good fortune?"

"No one can say for sure. It's hard to say whether the Demon Emperor has already transformed the Sky Burial Ground. If so, then this opportunity will be left to Yang Zhen alone, right?"

"Even if it's a chance, who would dare to try it?"

Everyone was talking about it. Chen Xiaotian's face turned pale. He stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "What the hell are you doing, you bastard?"

Yang Zhen glanced at Chen Xiaotian and said, "Damn it, you old man are a bit too arrogant and unreasonable. Can't others enjoy themselves? Can't they scream after enjoying themselves? Go back and tell your wife about this. It's over if she kicks you."

"You're looking for death!"

Chen Xiaotian shouted angrily and waved his hand casually. A terrifying demonic energy suddenly transformed into a huge scorpion in mid-air and rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, his face full of disdain: "Pipi Shrimp, don't come out and embarrass yourself. Speaking of Pipi Shrimp, this Sao Saint has a more powerful one here, do you want to see it?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen casually threw out the Scorpio, and in just a flash, he absorbed the Scorpio thrown out by Chen Xiaotian.

There is not a single dreg left.

After all, the blood moon is not a decoration. Yang Zhen still cares about Scorpio. After absorbing Chen Xiaotian's Scorpio, he hurriedly put it away.

"I don't know which idiot has been refining a mantis shrimp for a thousand years. It seems that he has some special hobby."

Seeing this scene, all the demon cultivators present were stunned, as if petrified, staring blankly at Yang Zhen and the Scorpion that flashed by in Yang Zhen's hand.

Shuya showed a bitter smile on his face, as if he had expected it, and hurriedly said to the lord beside him: "Be patient, be patient..."

"Asshole, asshole..."

Chen Xiaotian's face turned from ashen to red, with some bloodshot in some parts. He stared at Yang Zhen with a pair of scarlet eyes, and black demonic energy began to emerge from his nose. It was obvious that he was very angry.

"Boy, you are dead today. Even if the Demon Emperor is reborn, he can't save your life!"

Yang Zhen simply sat on the ground, waved his hands and said, "Don't be so confident. I am right here, and I am sitting down. Come and bite me if you dare!"

"Die for me!"

Chen Xiaotian's face turned pale, and he was obviously furious. He became crazy.

A dignified lord was actually so angry. The people around were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen with horror in their eyes.

Demon Lord Shuya's face was gloomy, and he shouted wildly, "My Lord, don't be careless!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xiaotian leaped into the mountain shrouded by the blood moon, and the demonic energy on his body was instantly cut into pieces by the invisible blood-red thread.

"Fuck, so ruthless!"

Yang Zhen screamed strangely and muttered to himself, "The legend of someone who would even beat himself up when he got so ruthless really does exist."

Chen Xiaotian was shocked, a look of horror appeared on his face, he roared, stared at Yang Zhen and shouted: "Boy, you tricked me!"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "I didn't ask you to come in right now. How can I say I'm trying to trick you? This place is really nice for me. You should stick with it for a while. It's not only good for your body, but also for your soul. It's also good for training."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Seeing Chen Xiaotian's face as if he didn't believe it, Yang Zhen frowned and asked, "You don't believe it? I'll take two steps for you, and see, two steps..."

Having said that, Yang Zhen actually walked into the area covered by the blood moon, and he even had an urge to jump.

Everyone looked at the incredible scene in front of them in confusion.

While Yang Zhen could move around freely, Chen Xiaotian was stuck in mid-air and couldn't move. Is this... is this still the all-powerful Lord Chen Xiaotian?

"Boy, what do you want to do?" Demon Lord Shuya showed a solemn look on his face, staring at Yang Zhen. Without waiting for Yang Zhen to speak, he continued, "Don't think you can do whatever you want. You can't kill him, and we are here, so we can't just watch you do it."

Yang Zhen waved his hands and said, "I really don't understand you. Why do you want to fight and kill each other when you disagree with each other? Why did I become a cultivator? To strengthen my body. At this time, why don't I do something meaningful? This master doesn't have any deep hatred with me, so why should I kill him?"

Shu Yai was right. Even though Chen Xiaotian was in a difficult situation now, it was not easy for Yang Zhen to kill him. If Chen Xiaotian was angered and did something like the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, it would be difficult for Yang Zhen to control all the blood.

"Something meaningful?" Shu Ya showed a bad look on his face, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "What are you going to do?"

Yang Zhen blinked at Shu Ya and said, "For example... go find the Emperor's Tomb?"

Hearing this, everyone was startled and all their eyes were fixed on Yang Zhen.

At this moment, a ghostly sound suddenly came.

"Damn it, kid, don't think you can take the inheritance of the great emperor in the imperial tomb by yourself. I'm here!"

Whoosh! A black shadow rushed towards the mountain peak, and countless people hurriedly followed it, rushing into the area covered by the blood moon.

The dark shadow flashed by and rushed back.

"Excuse me, let me practice for a while. I'll come back after the blood moon is gone."

"No, stop now!"

"Asshole."

"What...what is this? Master, save me..."

(End of this chapter)