The two of them had a preliminary understanding of how tough Yang Zhen's fate was, but how tough was it exactly? How could they really tell?

Just judging from the expressions of the two emperors, Yang Zhen's operation really impressed them.

Especially the old man, his face was filled with an uncertain look, some astonishment, some horror, and some excitement. He stared at Yang Zhen with burning eyes, and his dim eyes seemed to reflect the light of youth.

The middle-aged emperor said with a smile: "Come to think of it, this kid looks a bit like you when you were young."

The old man laughed loudly, obviously very happy, but shook his head and said: "You don't have to flatter me. When I was there, I was not as crazy as this kid. When you listen to his deeds, you will know how crazy he is."

The middle-aged emperor was stunned, shook his head without comment, and said: "No matter how reckless he is, he still got himself into trouble in the end. Look at his current state, how long can he last?"

How long can you hold on?

This is a problem.

However, if this middle-aged emperor asked Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen felt that he could hold on until the two guys started to doubt their lives.

It seems to be a very interesting thing that the two emperors doubted their lives.

Yang Zhen had a puzzled look on his face. He stood under the ten heavenly punishments in a daze, muttering, "It's better to come together. Otherwise, it's too slow to do it one by one."

Having said that, Yang Zhen suddenly stretched out his arms in front of everyone, as if he was welcoming his newlywed wife. With a smile that showed that I understand you, he embraced the Ten Heavenly Punishments in his arms.

Boom! There was a loud noise that shook the earth, and everyone felt their scalp tingling.

The horrific riot coming from the air was as if Yang Zhen was blown to pieces, with fragments falling all over the ground.

After a muffled thud, the thunder in the sky still did not dissipate. It was showing off its power in the big black hole on the ground, like a thunder dragon, roaring and roaring.

The people in the Three Flowers Holy Land were stunned. They knew that their own Saint Lord Yang was very powerful in overcoming tribulations, but they didn't expect him to be this powerful.

This...is this something a human can do?

It was so showy that it made everyone's scalp tingle.

"This kid, now we can make a move, I believe with our strength, if we take it by force, it won't be difficult to snatch Yang Zhen from these people."

The middle-aged emperor felt like he was ready to fight. He could sense that Yang Zhen was not dead yet.

Ten heavenly punishments fell at the same time. Until now, the terrifying thunder force and the breath of the laws of heaven and earth in the air have made people shudder. Yang Zhen is still alive? Such a guy is really worth taking back for research. Even if the research is not thorough, we must learn from Yang Zhen how he practiced and see if we can copy it.

Even if it cannot be copied, with the powerful foundation of the Wu Lin clan, they can convince Yang Zhen to use it for them, and it is even possible to really create a human god of war.

Human God of War, the two of them became excited when they thought about this result.

This has been the long-cherished wish of the Wulin clan!

It will be realized soon.

The two men looked at each other with excitement on their faces, nodded, and decided to take action.

Although Yang Zhen was not dead, the two could feel that the aura on Yang Zhen's body was less than one tenth of its original strength.

In other words, even if Yang Zhen didn't die, it would be the same as if he was dead.

Just as the two of them turned their gaze back to the pit, a dark figure crawled out of the pit.

Just like that, little by little, slowly and leisurely, he crawled out.

The two men's eyeballs nearly popped out and turned into pissing beef balls.

This is fucking... The key point is that after Yang Zhen crawled out, there was nothing on his body left, he was pitch black like a person whose whole body was burnt. After he stood up, he patted his butt, as if there was dust on his butt that damaged his image.

You don’t even have any clothes on, why are you still shaking off the dust?

The two were dumbfounded and hadn't reacted yet. Yang Zhen suddenly smacked his lips and said to himself, "This time it's a bit weird, but you'd better destroy less of the Three Flowers Holy Land. Otherwise, I will get angry and chop you down without caring about your origin of heaven and earth!"

Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth passed through the air, and another ten heavenly punishments fell from the sky. This time, they were gray.

"Heavenly ghost, this is a heavenly ghost!"

Ten Heavenly Ghosts, what on earth did this kid do to anger God and man?

Even the old man was confused. Who would have thought that Yang Zhen was not dead yet and the sky ghosts appeared in the air? Boom! Yang Zhen had just jumped up when he was knocked down by ten sky ghosts and poured directly into the big pit.

…

Boom! …

Boom! After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged emperor and the old man felt their butts hurt from sitting on the ground. They stared blankly at Yang Zhen, who had once again climbed out of the pit, with their eyes twitching wildly.

"How many times has this happened?" the middle-aged emperor asked weakly.

"How should I know?"

The old man glared. He had no idea how many times that bastard Yang Zhen had gotten up.

But for some reason, the old man began to have an ominous premonition on his face and stared at Yang Zhen.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Have you noticed that the aura of this boy seems to be a little different?"

Different?

The middle-aged emperor was stunned, turned around and looked at Yang Zhen, with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

Although he hasn't figured out what's different, but since the senior said it's different, then it's really different.

Is this really the correct way to overcome the tribulation?

It's impossible. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, countless sages have summarized methods to overcome the tribulation. How could it be that he is not as good as a kid who has only lived for less than fifty years? It's simply impossible!

But for some reason, after hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged emperor began to waver.

The Wulin clan is good at suspicion.

Progress amid suspicion is the Wulin clan’s greatest advantage.

Of course, the suspicion is not just a blind guess, but is based on real evidence.

Seeing the look of surprise and excitement on the old man's face, the middle-aged emperor knew that everything was settled.

No matter what happens today, the Wulin clan is determined to get Yang Zhen.

The middle-aged emperor took a deep breath, touched the thing in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, we must take Yang back to my Wulin clan today."

"That's inevitable."

The old man nodded, then his expression changed and he looked at Yang Zhen fiercely.

This time, Yang Zhen did not jump directly into the air to be struck by lightning. Instead, he slowly floated up, raised his head, and with a calm expression on his face, he quietly looked at the ten black world-destroying punishments in the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone had an extremely strange feeling.

You're a naked black guy, do you really need to pose in such an elegant manner?

Just when even the cheap cat couldn't bear it anymore and covered his eyes and looked through his fingers, Yang Zhen suddenly moved.

In mid-air, a black and gray aura suddenly emanated from Yang Zhen's body. His hands drew a circle above and below his side. Countless afterimages of his arms formed a halo behind Yang Zhen, one black and one white, like a Tai Chi diagram.

The next moment, when Yang Zhen clasped his hands in front of his chest, the whole world seemed to stop.

Buzz! A buzzing sound was heard, and with Yang Zhen as the center, it slowly rushed in all directions.

The middle-aged emperor and the old man stood up suddenly, their faces full of horror.

(End of this chapter)