Yang Zhen has never been so annoyed. Damn it, it’s just a heritage, why make it so complicated?

The three flowers are back in place, why the hell don’t you gather the three flowers at the top of your head!

Seeing that the hesitation in Hua Youyue's expression was fading, Jianmao said hurriedly: "The Three Flowers Saint was an extremely powerful great saint in the Shangheng period. She was even not much different from the Tianxuan Saint who had two Ascension Orders. The Three Flowers Ancient Scripture she practiced was a technique from the ancient times, which was born from heaven and earth..."

The mean cat spoke very quickly, with a confused look in his eyes: "Damn it, I suddenly remembered that the legendary Three Flowers Ancient Scripture has an extremely heaven-defying method that can divide the soul into three parts and conceal the truth from the world. No wonder she didn't die during the catastrophe of heaven and earth, but survived with this method."

At this point, a look of sudden enlightenment flashed across the face of the mean cat, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "Do you still remember what kind of smell the little girl has?"

"What's that smell?" Yang Zhen was stunned and answered subconsciously: "The smell of Epiphyllum!"

The mean cat nodded and said, "It's Epiphyllum, three-part spirit, Epiphyllum planted body, the little girl is an Epiphyllum planted by the Three Flowers Saint, she...she is the carrier of the other two spirits!"

"So what?" Yang Zhen asked in a deep voice, staring at the increasingly illusory Gushan Hua Youyue.

The mean cat exclaimed in amazement: "What a good method! Although I don't know why the little girl has only grown up now, since she is the carrier of the three souls, she is similar to a furnace. Including this bone mountain spirit, the three flowers return to their positions, and the one that ultimately guides life is the third soul that has been nurturing."

“That is to say…” Yang Zhen was shocked: “After the three flowers return to their original positions, both the little girl and this Bone Mountain Spirit will disappear and become supplements for nourishing the spirit?”

"You can say that!" said the mean cat in a deep voice, "Both of these souls will have their minds wiped out!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and in the blink of an eye it became overwhelming. As the dark clouds rolled, waves of terrifying thunder dragon fire covered the sky and the sun, scaring everyone! The mean cat's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Yang Zhen in horror: "Damn it, kid, are you crazy? Using the power of the true essence in the forbidden land of life, are you looking for death?"

"So what?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and burst out all his strength for the first time. For a moment, his talent was soaring to the sky and the waves of his true energy were like a vast ocean, causing a huge energy tide in the air. One could even hear the sound of the true energy washing through the space.

Ning Wuque, who was standing aside, looked extremely pale, as if he had eaten a dead fly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The terrifying energy that Yang Zhen released at this time was several times more than his! You know, he is a powerful cultivator who has successfully transcended the tribulation.

At this moment, Ning Wuque actually had an absurd thought that he had survived a fake disaster.

Mo Xueling, Dao Chi and others were also shocked, including Su Dajia and Tian Rou. They all trembled and said in horror: "Yang Zhen, are you crazy?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, his clothes fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly, and the big broken sword in his hand made a whimpering sound, as if a demon from the underworld was roaring.

"Little girl, wake up!"

Yang Zhen's roar was like rolling thunder, one wave higher than the other, so deafening that thousands of cultivators present were all shocked.

"This... Is Yang Zhen really a lunatic? In this situation, he actually dares to use his true energy."

"He is simply courting death. The other flower spirit girl has a Saint-level aura. If she wants to kill him, she can be killed with just one finger."

"I didn't expect Yang Zhen to have such a true character. If I were Hua Lingnu, it would be worth it even if I died at this moment!"

"Yang Zhen... for the sake of Hua Lingnv, he actually dared to use his true energy in the Forbidden Land of Life, and even wanted to make an enemy of the Saint-level Divine Soul. This... this kind of courage has surpassed everyone present, but it's too self-defeating. How can he survive in this situation?"

…

Everyone was talking about it. Jianmao and Saoji both showed rare expressions of shock on their faces and stared at Yang Zhen, trying to persuade him.

"Kid, don't be so impulsive. Things are not without twists and turns. There is no need to risk your life here."

"right!"

"in a hurry!"

…

Yang Zhen turned a deaf ear to all the voices around him, staring at Hua Youyue on the Bone Mountain with a frown. When he saw a trace of struggle in Hua Youyue's confused look, his eyes suddenly lit up and he roared, "Little girl, wake up for me!"

Boom! There was another earth-shattering roar. As the spiritual energy in the air surged, the energy tide suddenly became turbulent. A terrifying pattern appeared in the air. Under the blessing of the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire, the True Gold Pattern became extremely violent.

Roar! A roar resounded through the heaven and earth. The Lianxu power behind Yang Zhen condensed into a mad dragon, roaring like thunder and fire, shaking the sky.

"Impossible, this...how is this possible!" Ning Wuque had a ferocious look on his face, as if he was crazy. He looked at Yang Zhen with an absurd expression, his eyes full of disbelief. He turned around and looked at Hua Youyue on the Bone Mountain. There was no obvious struggle in his expression, and suddenly he burst into hysterical laughter.

“Yang Zhen, even if you risk your life, dare to use your true energy in the forbidden land of life, and dare to be an enemy of the saint-level soul, Hua Youyue will not be able to wake up. She... is destined to disappear between heaven and earth... Hahaha... Puff..."

Boom! A dull sound was heard, and Yang Zhen casually swung the Daque sword towards Ning Wuque. Ning Wuque, who was already seriously injured, never thought that Yang Zhen would dare to kill him. He was unable to react in time, and the Daque sword cut him in half. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was filled with horror. He touched the broken part below his chest and died.

What! Everyone was shocked.

Yang Zhen actually killed Ning Wuque, the talented disciple of Beiguyuan who had successfully overcome the tribulation at a young age, just because of a disagreement?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"This Yang Zhen is really a madman. If he kills Ning Wuque like this, won't he completely offend Beiguyuan?"

"It's nothing to offend Beiguyuan. Yang Zhen even dares to offend a Saint-level soul. He is simply a lunatic!"

Buzz! Suddenly, a dull humming sound came from between heaven and earth. The sound of heaven curled up, and the endless sea of ​​flowers in the air fell to the ground, floating and scattering. Under the endless sky, a deep and crisp voice came.

"It's too late, young man. This is all fate!"

A tremendous wave of energy suddenly burst out from the saint-level soul, and saint-level pressure rose. The momentum that Yang Zhen had condensed in the air suddenly began to fall apart.

The terrifying power, comparable to that of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, was destroyed in mid-air with just a thought from a Saint-level soul.

Yang Zhen groaned, staring at the saint-level soul, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The saint-level aura is so powerful!

However, as the heavenly music rang out, the corners of Yang Zhen's mouth became more and more smiling, and a bright smile blossomed on Yang Zhen's face.

"Little girl, are you... planning on leaving just like this?"

It was not known whether it was because her saintly soul had relaxed a little, or because Yang Zhen's words had worked, but Hua Youyue, who had a confused look on her face, shuddered all over, and her eyes gradually became clear. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for her to look back at Yang Zhen, who looked like a madman.

Seeing the bright smile on Yang Zhen’s face, Hua Youyue’s bright eyes instantly shed two lines of tears.

"Yang Zhen...save me!"

Sorry, I am so tired today. Nanfeng remembers that I was so tired that I fell asleep while typing last week. I hope I can hold on today.

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