After Yang Zhen took out the third Dao Mark, all the aura between heaven and earth suddenly condensed, and a terrifying vortex of blood appeared in the air, like a vast ocean, ups and downs, and the whole world was printed in blood red.
Everyone was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, with shock in their eyes.
The mean cat who was running for his life noticed something was wrong, looked back, stumbled and rolled far away, and screamed: "It's unjust, you crazy kid, the third Dao Mark was in your hand, but you didn't take it back earlier...ah...help, someone is killing me...boy, save me, I'm dying."
Sect Leader Wang looked at the two hairs floating on the sword in his hand in confusion, his eyes filled with horror.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the cheap cat fell to the ground, he slashed down with his sword with almost all his strength. With a loud bang, the whole earth shook. The cheap cat was slashed by the sword and flew hundreds of feet away. He landed on the ground without any harm. He got up immediately, howling like a ghost and continuing to run forward.
Just two hairs fell off?
Is this a cat? The cat seemed to have been fatally wounded. It stretched out its hands and pulled up its tail, pointing at Sect Master Wang and cursing angrily: "Damn it, you wait, old bastard, you actually cut off two of my hairs, you are dead, kid, go learn the Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Skills, and then you can kill this old thing, oh my god, help me!"
Sect Leader Wang's face turned pale, and in a rage he drew his sword and chased after the cat. The mean cat ran away, but did not run far, just circled nearby.
The other two powerful warriors in the Void Refinement Stage also looked at the cheap cat jumping around in confusion. Every time at the most dangerous moment, it could always rush out hundreds of feet. After losing two hairs, Sect Master Wang didn't touch even a single hair.
The other monks all looked at the cheap cat who was still jumping up and down and cursing with a bewildered look on their faces, and looked at each other in bewilderment, with a cold wind whistling behind them.
Yang Zhen was already despicable enough, but who would have thought that a mean cat would suddenly appear, who was as bad as Yang Zhen. The combination of these two mean guys was so terrifying that Sect Leader Wang was pissed in the face by the mean cat, but he couldn't do anything about it.
Yang Zhen was trying desperately to climb up. After he took out the three Dao Marks, the heaven and earth were in turmoil. However, an extremely strange aura burst out from his body, and he seemed to have merged into the heaven and earth. Those violent restrictions had little effect on him.
These three Dao Marks seemed to be extraordinary! Then, Yang Zhen climbed to the top of the mountain almost smoothly. He looked back at everyone and said with a smile, "Great! Oh, I suddenly feel like singing."
Swish! Everyone present changed their expressions.
"You dare!"
"Asshole, if you sing, even if I die, I will tear you into pieces."
…
Although Elder Qu and Elder Tie didn't know why Yang Zhen was singing at this time, they suddenly had a bad premonition.
The faces of the people around also changed drastically. They looked at each other, and many of them even covered their eyes.
Hua Youyue smiled bitterly and said, "I knew that after Yang Zhen climbed up, he would never give up. I just didn't expect that he would actually sing."
Just as Yao Lao was about to speak, Yang Zhen suddenly took a deep breath.
"Not good!" Everyone was shocked.
The mean cat's eyes were shining, and he looked at Yang Zhen in amazement as he ran.
“You can’t beat me, there’s nothing I can do, I’m just that strong. You can’t catch up to me, la la la la la, come at me all at once, I’m not afraid of anything…”
Yang Zhen was really happy. There were so many people at the foot of the mountain craning their necks to watch online, looking as if they wanted to kill him but were unable to do so. It was really fucking comfortable.
Sect Leader Wang was chasing after the mean cat with a sword in hand. After hearing Yang Zhen's winding singing, he staggered and nearly fell.
As Yang Zhen's nasty voice rang out, Elder Qu and Elder Tie trembled all over. They pointed at Yang Zhen and said "you you you" for a long time, their old faces turned red, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
Boom! Boom! Endless waves of energy burst out from the two of them, and a violent shadow formed behind them, rushing towards the mountain at a hysterical and terrifying speed.
Boom! The three auras collided with each other, and the two Void Refining Stage warriors spat out another mouthful of blood. They fell from the middle of the mountain and sat on the ground. They slid several feet away before stopping. Their blood and qi were churning, and their faces were green and red.
The restriction was so terrifying that even two powerful warriors in the Void Refinement Stage were unable to break it at all.
As expected, he was so angry that he vomited blood. He vomited blood twice at once.
What sin did these three highly respected Lianxu period masters commit to offend two shameless villains, Yang Zhen and Jianmao?
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with horror and fear. This song was so damn cheap! At this moment, another sound of piercing gold and splitting stone rang out.
“You can’t catch up to me, there’s nothing I can do, I’m just that strong, you can’t hit me, damn it, la la la la la, come at me all at once, I’m not afraid of anything…”
The mean cat ran and danced and learned Yang Zhen's song after just one listen. Combined with the mean cat's mean voice, it sounded even more annoying than Yang Zhen's singing.
That’s not all. The cheap cat was too fast and its movements were too strange. Sect Master Wang couldn’t catch up with it at all. It even stopped occasionally to wait for Sect Master Wang.
Sect Leader Wang was so furious that his sword flew around, blowing up the surrounding land, but he still didn't touch a single hair.
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, pointed at Yang Zhen and said in horror: "Quick... look!"
Buzz! In midair, a torrent of Qi and blood seemed to be pulled by something, forming an extremely large funnel, pouring back towards Yang Zhen's soul.
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Yang Zhen's face changed drastically, he shouted softly, and a wave of blood and energy surged in his body. The Shangyuan Ancient Scripture and the Ancient Elephant Thunder Body were running wildly.
Even so, the terrifying energy and blood almost burst Yang Zhen.
Wow! Yang Zhen's face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He staggered and half-knelt on the ground, his face pale and his expression listless.
"Damn it, kid, are you okay? Are you going to die now?" The mean cat was startled and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt.
Upon seeing this, Sect Leader Wang sneered, turned around and went back. He couldn't catch up with the cheap cat anyway, so he simply came to Elder Qu and Elder Tie, looking at Yang Zhen on the top of the mountain with a gloating look on his face.
Seeing such a scene, it must be that Yang Zhen was unable to withstand the terrifying blood and energy of the Twelve Blood Refining Profound Arts, and suffered backlash. He might even die suddenly, and his body would burst.
Everyone exclaimed and looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment. Who could have thought that Yang Zhen, who was so arrogant just now, would get his comeuppance and could not bear it.
Hua Youyue exclaimed, and asked, "Yang Zhen...can't bear it anymore?"
Yao Lao nodded and said in a deep voice: "Looking at the current situation, Yang Zhen really can't bear such a terrifying blood and qi, I'm afraid he is in danger."
Hua Youyue looked up and saw that the violently surging energy and blood in the air was still surging and converging towards Yang Zhen.
Such terrifying Qi and blood, let alone a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, even a cultivator in the Lianxu stage might not be able to withstand it.
Yang Zhen's move was too reckless. After all, it was a martial arts inheritance left behind by a powerful saint.
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Yang Zhen cursed in his heart. In fact, everyone guessed wrong. It was not that Yang Zhen could not withstand so much energy and blood, but his extraordinary talent actually upgraded the Twelve Blood Refining Profound Arts.
The Twelve Profound Blood Refining Techniques was originally an extremely insidious and overbearing martial art. It was extremely dangerous for Yang Zhen to practice it at this time, let alone upgrading it so abruptly.
This is killing me! Yang Zhen complained bitterly, not knowing what to do. Who would have thought that his talent could even upgrade the skills created by the Saint Realm?
Who can I go to for justice ?
(End of this chapter)