Chapter 227: The Art of Desolation! Reincarnation! Beginning! (Five more chapters)



In the Lianxu stage, one can cultivate the phantom of true essence. The more powerful the soul of the cultivator is, the more powerful the image can be controlled. As everyone knows, any ferocious beast related to dragons is an extremely powerful existence.

Now, Elder Feng has not only broken through to the realm of divine wandering, and can allow his consciousness to leave his body, greatly increasing the power of his soul, but has also condensed into the phantom of a dragon. The power of his aura has exceeded the imagination of most people present.

With such a terrifying aura, Yang Zhen actually wanted to completely overwhelm Elder Feng with his aura. This was simply impossible.

When the two's auras collided, an earth-shaking spiritual storm erupted. For a moment, the air waves covered the sky and the sun. Everyone was horrified and retreated together, fearing that they would be harmed by the powerful spiritual power of the two.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but feel a little gloating.

“Once the power of the soul collides, the only way to stop is to determine the winner. Moreover, this kind of collision is the most dangerous competition between cultivators besides the confrontation of spiritual consciousness. If you are not careful, your soul will be damaged. At the very least, it will take more than ten years to recover, and at the worst, you will die.”

"Yang Zhen is really too arrogant now. No matter how talented he is, in terms of his aura and power, Yang Zhen can never be a match for a strong man who has already broken through the Divine Wandering Realm."

"This kind of power collision will soon determine the winner... What? Yang Zhen actually managed to hold on. This is impossible!"

A group of people were talking in shock, and everyone was looking at the two people in the air with nervous expressions.

What everyone said was right. With this kind of collision, even if Yang Zhen wanted to retreat, it was too late now, unless he could completely suppress Elder Feng, or be completely defeated by Elder Feng. Regardless of whether he voluntarily withdrew or was completely defeated by Elder Feng, Yang Zhen's life was almost ruined.

Because no genius can waste more than ten years repairing his soul.

Boom! In midair, the violent forces were still fighting against each other, and the terrifying aura erupting from the two people continued to rise.

The spiritual power of Yang Zhen was as solid as a rock. Amidst the roaring waves of air, an extremely huge phantom of a dragon and elephant appeared vividly behind Yang Zhen, competing with the dragon condensed by Elder Feng.

But everyone could see that Yang Zhen was gradually losing the upper hand and defeat was only a matter of time.

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment and cursed, "Damn it, this kid is really crazy. He is throwing away his own advantages and actually wants to completely subdue this old man through his aura."

Elder Feng laughed loudly, standing in mid-air, full of vigor and vitality, with a look of disdain flashing on his face, and said loudly: "Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen, I didn't expect that you would die because of your cleverness after being smart all your life!"

"not good!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looked at Elder Feng in shock and said, "Elder Feng actually still has room for maneuver!"

"What?" The others were shocked and looked at Elder Feng, exclaiming, "There is still room for maneuver in this situation. How strong is Elder Feng's aura?"

"I don't know how strong Elder Feng's aura is, but I heard that even in the entire Huashan blessed land, Elder Feng's aura is one of the best. Yang Zhen actually wants to compete with Elder Feng in aura. He is simply courting death!"

"It's a pity that Yang Zhen, such a genius, fell like this!"

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Elder Feng indeed roared angrily, and his aura suddenly rose again. Amidst the roars and howls of a dragon, waves of violent spiritual attacks rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"The winner is decided!"

Many people shook their heads and sighed. Unless a miracle happened, Yang Zhen would definitely die in this attack.

Yes, there is no doubt that he will die, and there is no possibility of survival because the difference in spiritual power between the two is too great.

As soon as Liu Ruoning finished speaking, everyone exclaimed in shock and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Under the overwhelming pressure, Yang Zhen suddenly raised his head. Amidst the laughter, a voice that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness came: "Wild Heaven Art, Reincarnation, Start!"

As Yang Zhen's intermittent voice came, unexpected changes suddenly occurred between heaven and earth.

Buzz! Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the entire Baiyun Mountain, and Yang Zhen's aura suddenly rose sharply at a speed that shocked everyone.

The power in Yang Zhen's body seemed to be replenished by some powerful energy, and with a bang it turned into a dazzling sun.

Roar! The roar of a dragon-elephant pierced through the heavens and the earth. The phantom of the dragon-elephant behind Yang Zhen suddenly seemed to come alive. In the vividness, a pair of eyes emitted a scarlet light. Suddenly, it opened its mouth and roared. A huge and terrifying energy that frightened everyone rushed towards Elder Feng.

"No, that's impossible!"

Elder Feng's face was pale and he looked in disbelief. He looked in horror at the violent gust of air that erupted from the dragon elephant and rushed towards the roaring and furious dragon.

Boom! Waves of destructive energy surged and tumbled, exploding over Baiyun Mountain with terrifying energy that was difficult to look at directly.

"No! Don't!"

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Elder Feng cried out in shock, and his face suddenly turned pale. The dragon that had condensed in the air was actually blasted into pieces.

After the dragon's phantom exploded, Elder Feng immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Yang Zhen in horror and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Impossible, impossible, this can't be your own aura. What on earth did you do?"

Yang Zhen pretended not to hear anything and walked towards Elder Feng step by step. He didn't wave to let the cheap cat come over until he was next to Elder Feng.

The mean cat came up to Yang Zhen hesitantly and said with a strange look on his face: "Boy, how did you do it? With your current spiritual power, you can't be a match for this old man."

Yang Zhen curled his lips, slapped Elder Feng all over, and sealed Elder Feng's true essence with the method in the Heavenly Book of Mysterious Principles. Then he said to the mean cat, "It doesn't matter if it's black, white, or mean, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat. Why do you care how I did it? Just tie it up!"

After tying up Elder Feng, Jianmao looked at the other four people and asked in surprise, "Boy, why did you tie up so many people? You could just take off their storage rings, take off their clothes and throw them here. Why bother with so much trouble?"

Yang Zhen glared and said, "What do you know? These are one-time deals. How much money can you make?"

"Do you have any other ideas?" The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously and asked as if no one was around.

The people around were stunned as they listened to the man and the cat discussing how to deal with five powerful men in the Divine Wandering Stage. The changes in their expressions were all extremely exciting.

It was not until this moment that everyone suddenly realized that all five powerful Divine Wandering Stage masters had been captured by Yang Zhen.

"Everyone..."

Yang Zhen's voice scared everyone. They all took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in horror.

For a moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Yang Zhen.

"Damn it, he's not going to arrest anyone again, is he?"

(End of this chapter)


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