The natural treasures in Yang Zhen's hands looked extremely precious. Even in the upper mirror world, it was impossible to collect so many precious natural treasures.

Maybe there are so many natural treasures in the Shanghengjing world, but there are so many people here and the place is so big. It is already a great fortune to come across one. How can one collect so many?

Yang Zhen was chasing a Nascent Soul cultivator. No matter how he looked at it, Yang Zhen found this matter a little strange. However, when a Jindan cultivator got excited and started chasing after him, the other Jindan cultivators no longer cared about so much and all followed suit.

No matter how powerful Yang Zhen is, he is only a Jindan-stage cultivator. There is also a Yuanying-stage cultivator here. Yang Zhen is doomed. He will die of exhaustion! Boom! The air waves burst out by dozens of Jindan-stage cultivators were extremely terrifying. The true energy fluctuations that covered the sky and the sun rushed towards Yang Zhen together, and stopped Yang Zhen before he could leave.

When the middle-aged monk heard Yang Zhen's words and looked back, he was immediately shocked, and at the same time, he could not suppress his anger.

You have so many good things, yet you still come to snatch a carrot from me. You must be sick in the brain!

"This is what you said, a king cannot stand without trust!"

The middle-aged monk turned sharply, drew a perfect arc in the air, and chased after Yang Zhen madly.

When Yang Zhen saw the middle-aged monk coming back, he was overjoyed. It was true that people die for money and birds die for food.

At this time, those Jindan stage cultivators all attacked Yang Zhen without saying a word, using all kinds of skills and martial arts. For a moment, the true energy in the air was surging violently, like a huge ocean wave, and it was obvious that they wanted to kill Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen’s target was only the middle-aged cultivator. These Jindan-stage cultivators could not stimulate any abnormal movement of the Jindan at all.

In order to have another good fight with the Nascent Soul cultivators, Yang Zhen swung his sword, and the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword suddenly exploded. The terrifying thunder covered the sky and the sun, and in the surging thunder, thunder dragons roared and covered dozens of Golden Core cultivators in the blink of an eye.

Boom! Yang Zhen's inner essence was in turmoil at this moment. The might of his sword was as bright as the sky. Those Jindan-stage cultivators were unable to dodge in time, and most of them fell from mid-air.

The middle-aged monk was about to rush to Yang Zhen, but when he saw this horrifying scene, he was suddenly shocked, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he quickly turned around and ran away.

"Fuck, come back!"

"Only a fool would go back!" The middle-aged monk was sweating profusely as he ran.

This guy is definitely not an ordinary Jindan-stage cultivator. How could a Jindan-stage cultivator possess such terrifying true energy? Moreover, the power of this sword has already touched the meaning of the sword, which is a symbol of the great perfection after the mastery of martial arts.

Sure enough, Yang Zhen's eccentric personality is probably something that only the disciples of large sects or even blessed lands dare to possess. Moreover, he has so many rare treasures on him. He must be the best among the disciples of large sects, or the genius rumored in the world.

Such an existence is not something that ordinary cultivators can afford to offend. Even if they can, they will end up offending a large sect or even a blessed land, and they will definitely suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk's pace increased, and he didn't even need to move like a snake. He ran in a straight line so fast that Yang Zhen felt like he could not catch up with him.

Those Jindan stage cultivators who were lucky enough to survive looked at Yang Zhen in horror and did not dare to chase him.

What a joke, Yang Zhen's sword killed a large number of Jindan-stage cultivators like dumplings. Can such beings die of exhaustion? Yang Zhen didn't expect that his sword would actually cause trouble, but he couldn't not cut it. These Jindan-stage cultivators were too difficult to deal with. They relied on their numbers to bully others. If they capsized in the ditch when fighting with the Yuanying-stage strongman, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Seeing the middle-aged monk's fearless way of escaping, it was obvious that he was not someone who could be fooled by some rare treasures. Yang Zhen's eyes lit up and he took off the Thousand Masks on his face.

"I'm Yang Zhen!"

The voice rolled like a rainbow, sweeping in all directions in the air. After hearing the words, more than half of the Jindan stage cultivators changed their faces. Not only did they not chase Yang Zhen anymore, but they turned around and ran away.

The middle-aged monk swayed and almost fell from mid-air. He turned back and stared at Yang Zhen, roaring, "Yang Zhen, I knew it was you, you bastard, wait for me, I have been saving crystals for twenty years, a full twenty years!"

"Then come and take it back!"

"Bah, do you think I'm stupid? I... I'll live for another twenty years!"

Yang Zhen looked at the middle-aged monk running away in bewilderment, and made up his mind to practice his body skills well. If he could beat him, he would beat him, and if he couldn't, he would run away. It didn't matter what the strength was or the size of the fist was. In this day and age, whoever was faster was the king.

Boom! The ground suddenly exploded, and a figure emerged from the ground, holding a long sword. The whole person and the sword suddenly turned into a huge wave of energy. The man and the sword merged into a giant blade that could split the sky and earth, and rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"Another Nascent Soul Stage expert!"

More and more people rushed over here, and after seeing Yang Zhen actually fighting with a Nascent Soul stage expert, they all gloated over his misfortune.

"Yang Zhen, that bitch, has finally gotten into trouble that he shouldn't have. Now he's being hunted down by a Nascent Soul Stage expert. He's doomed!"

"It's better not to die. I still have 10,000 crystals in his hands. Even if I don't take back the compensation, I have to get those 10,000 crystals back."

"How about we go together? He seems to have quite a few good things in his hands."

…

The monks who came later were thinking quickly, and after discussing, they all approached Yang Zhen.

Those Jindan stage cultivators who were frightened by Yang Zhen's sword were hesitant to speak, and looked at those who rushed forward with a gloating look on their faces.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

In the battle between Yang Zhen and the Nascent Soul stage expert, these people dared to rush forward like this, which was simply no different from seeking death.

Sure enough, just as these people approached the range of Yang Zhen and the Yuanying stage expert with the long sword, Yang Zhen suddenly slashed down with his sword, and the violent true energy evaporated, and the talent inscribed in it turned into countless sword blades, which rushed towards the giant blade in an overwhelming manner.

Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth was heard. The Qi waves of Yang Zhen and the Yuanying-stage strong man with a long sword collided with each other, and immediately overturned a group of Jindan-stage cultivators.

"Impossible, how can you, a Jindan-stage cultivator, possess such terrifying power?"

The Yuanying stage cultivator with the long sword cried out in horror, looking at Yang Zhen in doubt and shock.

Yang Zhen ignored the Yuanying stage expert with a long sword, and stared at the place where the Yuanying stage expert with a long sword rushed out with burning eyes, laughing.

"This is actually a world within a world, there must be good stuff in there, don't leave, wait for me to go in and take a look before we fight, don't leave, don't leave!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air burst out from Yang Zhen's body, and he rushed towards the underground world like a cannonball.

Not far away, the middle-aged cultivator wiped his sweat, looked at the confused long-sword Nascent Soul stage expert with a look of relief, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

This idiot, when he heard Yang Zhen's voice, he didn't hide, but rushed out to suffer. He deserved it.

How could the powerful Yuanying stage warrior with a long sword have thought that Yang Zhen was still thinking about the good things in this situation? His face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly followed Yang Zhen and rushed towards the world within the world.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of voices from within the world: "Oh no, it's Yang Zhen, that bastard Yang Zhen is here, quickly put the things away, and don't give them to him even if they're broken!"

Yang Zhen exclaimed, and appeared in front of everyone: "It seems that there is already a legend about me in the world!"

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, but they moved secretly and surrounded Yang Zhen.

At the same time, a young man with a sinister look said to a young female disciple beside him: "Go, ask the elders to come and tell them that Yang Zhen has appeared!"

The fourth update is here! Thank you all for your tips, and I wish all the bosses will become bigger and bigger.

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