The faces of the few cultivators closest to Yang Zhen changed drastically. They quickly turned their heads to look at Yang Zhen, and found that Yang Zhen was still running. They immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

There are too many uncertainties in a sudden natural disaster. In this situation, instead of thinking about escaping, one is thinking about detonating the thunder. This kind of operation is creepy to hear about, let alone seeing it with one's own eyes.

"Yang Dingtian, don't do anything reckless. This thunder can't be detonated at will. If we are not careful, we will all be involved in the heavenly calamity and it will be difficult for us to survive."

"Run quickly, Yang Dingtian, don't try to get yourself killed, don't try to get yourself killed."

"It's okay if you die, don't involve us."

Hearing the discussions around him, Yang Zhen was slightly stunned. He turned his head to look at the three lotus seats that were rushing towards him madly, and suddenly stopped, which made everyone feel creepy.

“Yang Dingtian, what are you going to do?” Old man Yao’s face changed drastically, staring at Yang Zhen and said, “Don’t do anything reckless. I am also suppressing my realm. If I am targeted by the heavenly tribulation, I will be skinned alive if I don’t die.”

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, facing the violent heavenly tribulation alone, and said: "Don't worry, everyone, this Sao Saint will still take you to show off and fly, how can I let you be burned by this heavenly tribulation? Just retreat, I will bear this heavenly tribulation alone!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. They stopped in shock and looked at Yang Zhen with uncertainty.

"What on earth does this bastard want to do?"

"Why do you care what he does? The right thing to do now is to run away. A forced calamity is no joke."

"No, you and I are both independent cultivators. How can we let Yang Dingtian face danger alone? If this word gets out, how can you and I hold our heads up in front of other independent cultivators?"

"But……"

"There's nothing to worry about, Brother Yang Dingtian. Don't worry, we will protect you. Even if it costs us our lives, we will keep you safe!"

Yang Zhen glanced at the people behind him with a strange expression, and was surprised to find that there was actually a cultivator in the Lianxu period among them.

Damn it, you are a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, why are you talking so righteously? After entering the Heavenly Tribulation, won’t you turn into ashes in an instant? However, Yang Zhen did not expect that this group of casual cultivators would be so righteous. In this case, they can run away, but once they really encounter danger, they are still very reliable.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said to the monks who had stopped to help him: "Thank you for your help, but..."

At this point, Yang Zhen took a deep look at everyone, waved his hand with a resolute look, and waved everyone away, saying resolutely: "It's just that, at this moment, the matter between me and that old man Sanlianzuo, for the sake of everyone's safety, if I, Yang Dingtian, don't go to hell, who will?"

Boom! As soon as the words fell, a huge wave of energy suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body. The terrifying talent inscriptions covered the sky and the sun. The dark golden star talent condensed into a huge Buddha with a bang behind Yang Zhen. The Buddha had a solemn appearance and a head full of bumps, which looked very awesome.

"This... this is the shadow of the Buddha. I didn't expect that Young Master Yang actually has such attainments in Buddhism. Such a talent that surpasses all others in the world is truly rare in the world."

"If I don't go to hell, who will? My blood is boiling when I hear what Young Friend Yang said. Don't worry, if anything goes wrong with you today, I will do nothing else in my life but focus on the heirs and disciples of Beiguyuan and beat them up. I will make sure they know what stupid things they have done."

"What a profound state of mind that benefits all living beings. I didn't expect Young Friend Yang to be so righteous!"

A group of people were astonished at Yang Zhen. They looked at the huge Buddha above Yang Zhen's head in horror, with expressions of surprise and doubt, and their faces were full of admiration and gratitude.

The old bastard Sanlianzuo was simply crazy. He just rushed towards the crowd like that. If it caused a large-scale natural disaster, the people present would not be able to bear it. I don't know how many people would be killed or injured.

Now Yang Zhen actually wants to bear this powerful calamity by himself, how can everyone not be grateful? Yang Zhen looked at the reactions of the people around him and muttered to himself: "Damn, is it too much? I didn't expect that the Buddha statue of Tathagata's fellow villager would have such a great influence."

Seeing everyone retreating while expressing gratitude, Yang Zhen almost cursed.

At this time, the Three Lotus Seats had already rushed up, and the rumbling heavenly calamity overhead was violent and raging. Even the Three Lotus Seats were covered with scars and looked miserable. One could imagine how miserable Yang Zhen's end would be if he was dragged into this heavenly calamity.

As everyone knows, the power of a forced heavenly tribulation is much stronger than that of an ordinary heavenly tribulation. It already contains a hint of the power of heaven's wrath. Even a well-prepared tribulation-crossing cultivator may not be able to withstand it, let alone a cultivator like Yang Zhen who has just broken through to the Divine Wandering Stage.

Just as the heavenly calamity was about to envelope Yang Zhen, a more terrifying ball of thunder suddenly erupted in the air.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen and the three lotus seats in horror.

During the process of running wildly, Sanlianzuo had spat out a lot of blood. Now he finally caught up with Yang Zhen, laughed and said, "Yang Dingtian, even the heavens will not tolerate you today, and sent down a calamity to help me take your life. Do you have anything else to say?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "I'll say it again. Do you think this Saint will be afraid of a mere thunderbolt from you?"

As he said this, Yang Zhen's body trembled violently, and he felt the tremendous power of heaven rushing towards him.

At the same time, three thunders suddenly exploded, rushed down from mid-air, and fell madly on the three lotus seats.

Puff! Sanlianzuo opened his mouth and spurted blood wildly. There was almost no intact part of his body. He stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy face.

Although Yang Zhen appeared to be calm on the surface, he was already panicking inside and was secretly frightened. This sudden calamity was much more terrifying than the two previous ones he had encountered.

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It is almost certain that if any of the heavenly tribulations that Yang Zhen had encountered before had half the power of this one, the grass on Yang Zhen’s grave would have been mowed by now.

"Damn it, I don't know if the Dragon Elephant Prison Shock Body can withstand it, let's fight!"

Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and rushed towards the heavenly calamity.

“Yang Zhen, you can’t do that!” Hua Youyue’s face turned pale and she cried out in shock. She didn’t even bother to shout at Yang Dingtian and hurriedly said, “In your current state, you can’t withstand the heavenly tribulation caused by the two of them!”

The heavenly tribulation caused by the two of them! What Yang Zhen didn't know was that once he broke into the center of the heavenly tribulation at this time, he would attract a new heavenly tribulation. The heavenly tribulation of the two complemented each other, not to mention him, even the three lotus seats that had survived the heavenly tribulation would surely die.

This is the power of the heavenly tribulation, which can almost cut off the life of a strong person in the tribulation period!

Seeing that Yang Zhen was actually rushing towards him so recklessly, Sanlianzuo was also shocked. With a look of horror, he suddenly turned around and ran away.

“Damn it, Yang Zhen, are you crazy… Are you Yang Zhen?”

The Sanlian Seat's entire body shook violently, and he turned around and looked in horror at Yang Zhen who was rushing towards him.

After hearing Hua Youyue's words, Yang Zhen reacted suddenly. His face changed drastically and he cursed. He had no idea that such a sudden change would happen. It was too late for him to stop. With a strange cry, he crashed into the center of the heavenly tribulation.

"Damn, this time it's a big win again."

"Oh no, Yang Dingtian actually rushed in like this?"

“Yang Zhen?” Someone also heard Hua Youyue addressing Yang Zhen and cried out in surprise: “He he he is not Yang Dingtian… He is Yang Zhen?”

(End of this chapter)