All the ancient tribesmen looked at Xiao Bingmei in surprise and doubt, with complicated and painful expressions.

Hei Laogui and the others looked at her in bewilderment and shouted angrily, "Assholes, what are you going to do? You are burning your own blood like this, and you are just going to watch her die?"

The elder of the Ou clan was shocked, and turned around, tears streaming down his face. He stared at Hei Laogui and others with a cold expression, and said, "This is none of your business!"

"Bullshit!" Shang Yao simply cursed out loud, pointing at the crazy monks and saying, "Thousands of monks have turned into zombies, and you, an old man, say it's none of our business?"

The elder of the Ou tribe laughed loudly, his face grim: "They? They turned into zombies, what does it have to do with us? After all these years, who knows how we got through it?"

For a moment, the entire ice cave was silent, with only low roars coming from the mouths of the monks who had fallen into madness.

On the top of the mountain, the mean cat suddenly cried out: "Damn it, no! Boy, stop Little Ice Sister!"

"Why?" Yang Zhen was stunned, looking at the mean cat in confusion and said, "They are devoting themselves to their race. They have such a fearless spirit. Why would you stop them?"

"Sister Xiaobing will die!" A trace of solemnity flashed across Jianmao's face.

"What the hell?" Yang Zhen was stunned. When did the mean cat become so philanthropic?

But this is a matter between the clan members, and he doesn't want to be disliked.

"Most people here will die!" The mean cat's face darkened.

"Digging grass?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes: "This is a bit too much!"

"Damn it, the little Taoist idiot will die, and the flower spirit girl will also...fuck!"

Boom! A huge wave of energy suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and he rushed down the mountain like a cannonball.

"Little Bing, please stop right there!"

Boom! The sound was endless, scaring everyone present. Even the cultivators below the Divine Wandering Stage who were almost doomed to eternal damnation were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

Yang Zhen stepped on the somersault cloud and descended from the sky, like a fairy from outer space, but he was carrying a huge package on his back, which somewhat spoiled the view.

There was no way. There were too many treasures in the ancient clan’s ancestral land, and the storage rings of the Zhenjimaojian trio were not enough.

Among all the people in the ice cave, Yang Zhen is the richest now.

Seeing Yang Zhen descending from the sky on the white clouds, Xiao Bingmei was shocked all over and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Gu Nuoyu's deepest impression of Yang Zhen was that he was somewhat eccentric. From the first time she saw Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen's exaggerated yet free and easy demeanor left a deep impression on her.

I do my own thing and my imagination runs wild.

This kind of character is something that a woman like Gu Nuoyu, who was born a saint of the Xu clan, cannot understand, but she yearns for it very much.

Over the years, the countless personalities that Gu Nuoyu had longed for in his heart were almost all fulfilled in Yang Zhen, so Yang Zhen made Gu Nuoyu remember him firmly at the first opportunity. However, until now, Gu Nuoyu still thought that Yang Zhen was an ordinary man named Yang Jia.

Now everyone was furious. Thousands of cultivators wanted to stop the Xu clan from opening the sky, but they had no way to break the ice sculpture restriction. Hundreds of Xu clan members all looked reluctant, but they could only watch her walk step by step towards the ice sculpture and towards death. This indifference made Gu Nuoyu's heart gradually sink into the abyss.

One side wanted to stop it but had no way to do so, the other side knew that she would die but did not stop it. Gu Nuoyu had a sad smile on her face, but only shed two tears.

Gu Nuoyu only had two tears to shed! The rest were all fear of death and helplessness towards fate.

However, at this moment, Yang Zhen came, stepping on the white clouds, with an almost overbearing attitude and speaking rude words, asking her to stop.

At this moment, Gu Nuoyu suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, as if the clouds had parted and the moon was shining.

A sad smile flashed across Gu Nuoyu's face. He turned around and glanced at Yang Zhen. He was really unique and different from others.

But... just like those people, there is nothing we can do about this matter.

But why would he be so determined to stop this? The Ou Clan opened the sky, and the Saint Maiden sacrificed her life. This... has nothing to do with him, right?

Even if there was a connection, Yang Zhen would not have been able to successfully stop it, because Gu Nuoyu had already stepped within three meters of the statue. At this distance, no foreign cultivator except the people of the Zhu clan could enter, unless another great sage came here, and he was a great sage who was proficient in the formation of heaven and earth.

Otherwise... Gu Nuoyu will be dead today!

Yang Zhen’s arrival surprised everyone, but Hua Youyue and others were relieved.

Great? Everyone looked at Mo Xueling in bewilderment, wondering where Mo Xueling's mysterious confidence in Yang Zhen came from.

Even the people of the Xu clan looked at Mo Xueling in confusion.

What does "great" mean? Could Yang Zhen be a great sage who is proficient in the formation of heaven and earth?

If that were the case, then the Shu clan's Kaitian plan was doomed to fail, but Yang Zhen was not like that. Not only that, he was just a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing stage who had just successfully passed the Tribulation.

The next moment, everyone looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, all in shock and doubt.

In this situation, what can Yang Zhen do?

The elder of the Xu clan had a calm expression and shook his head.

Yang Zhen couldn't do anything... Damn it? Just when everyone was secretly shaking their heads, thinking that Yang Zhen couldn't do anything, Yang Zhen grunted and walked towards Gu Nuoyu, and just walked straight towards the Saint of the She Clan.

“Young friend Yang, little…what?” The black old ghost’s eyes almost popped out.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Shit, I must have seen it wrong, or something went wrong.

In full view of everyone, Yang Zhen actually walked step by step to the side of the Saint Maiden of the Xu Clan and grabbed the hand of Gu Nuoyu.

Everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the ground, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Those monks who had fallen into madness were still desperately crashing into the statue restriction, which meant that the statue restriction was still there.

Where are the promised restrictions of heaven and earth?

What about the Great Sage of the Xu Clan who froze the ancestral land and set up the restrictions of heaven and earth with his own hands?

Wasn't it agreed that no one could get within three meters of the statue unless the Great Sage came in person?

Yang Zhen just walked in step by step without even stumbling a bit.

What the hell is this guy!

Palace Master Liu knew that Yang Zhen was extremely talented and could do what no one else could. He was an absolute monster.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er also knew that Yang Zhen was a genius who always shocked everyone and did many incredible things.

But... there has to be a limit to exaggeration, right? Look how scared the people of the Xu tribe were. The elder of the Xu tribe started rubbing his eyes, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking they had seen it wrong.

No one thought that Yang Zhen could successfully stop the Saint, no one.

Even Gu Nuoyu was looking at Yang Zhen with a dazed look on her face at this moment, and she didn't even notice that Yang Zhen was holding her hand.

Everyone was terrified!

The next moment, Yang Zhen took Gu Nuoyu's hand and walked out, dragging Gu Nuoyu out.

The elder of the Ou tribe woke up as if from a dream, trembling with anger, pointing at Yang Zhen and shouting: "Boy, you you you...what are you doing?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned around to look at Gu Nuoyu, and then looked at the bitch cat and the chicken who were still running towards him.

Damn, it came too fast. I didn’t hear Bitch Cat explain clearly why the little girl and the little Taoist idiot died.

Looking at a group of people from the Xun clan who were eyeing him covetously, Yang Zhen was stunned.

How the hell do you explain this?

Halfway through, Yang Yaojin showed up and snatched the saint away?

It has nothing to do with the free period. First, there are a lot of things to do on Saturdays and Sundays, so the update will be later. Second, Nanfeng found that the outline must be optimized, so... I'm going crazy!

Thanks to the brother 'Who is who of who in the rest of my life' for his series of rewards! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)