"Oh no, that weirdo is not dead!"

"As expected of a strong man in the Spiritualization Stage, he is still alive even after his head exploded?"

"How is this possible? Could it be possible that a strong person in the Spiritualization Stage can grow a second head out of thin air?"

The violent air waves in the air blocked out the sun and the sky, and wisps of black mist exuded a creepy aura. Even Yang Zhen's figure was almost invisible, not to mention the strong man of the Black Death Clan.

Qinglin and other tribesmen looked at the black air waves in the air with horror, looking confused.

Especially Qing Lin himself, he exclaimed in shock, saying: "Impossible, this is impossible, that human cultivator was only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage just now, how could his cultivation level and speed increase so rapidly, and he could even chop the head of a Black Death Clan warrior into pieces with one sword?"

"It wasn't chopped into pieces!" Hong Qiu muttered to himself with a dull look on his face, "It was simply smashed into pieces. The brains came out."

In the crowd, Bai Xian looked at Yang Zhen's blurry figure in the air with doubtful eyes, and whispered: "This human boy is so powerful?"

Qinglin's face darkened and he looked at Yang Zhen deeply, his eyes flashing with jealousy and hatred. It was unknown what he was thinking.

The sound of jeer finally turned into a roar: "Boy, you are dead!"

Yang Zhen looked at something floating in the black fog with a confused look on his face, then turned to Qian Lao and said, "Damn it, what's going on?"

Elder Qian's face darkened, and he said hurriedly: "Young friend Yang, be careful. A strong person in the Spiritualization Stage can have his spirit leave his body. You can't kill him completely just by killing his body!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this.

"What? The soul leaves the body. Doesn't that mean that a strong person in the Spiritualization Stage can survive with his soul?"

"Indeed, I heard that once one cultivates to the Spiritual Transformation Stage, one will become a different kind of existence in the world, and will be able to survive even if the physical body is destroyed."

"Then... wouldn't that mean we are invincible?"

"How can I be invincible? I am just more powerful."

"It's over. Yang Zhen is only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage. There is nothing that can harm his soul!"

Qian Lao and Lu Qiju's faces were terribly gloomy. They looked at each other and sighed, "Young friend Yang, your soul is extremely powerful and hard to be injured by swords. You...you'd better leave here quickly!"

"Want to leave?" The Black Death Clan's strongman laughed loudly, and the black mist around him exploded with a bang. Waves of violent spiritual power surged in all directions, and an angry roar came: "If you want to leave now, it's too late!"

Buzz! As the heaven and earth roared, everyone's faces changed wildly. Many monks with low cultivation even vomited blood, their faces horrified and terrified.

"Such a powerful spiritual power. This is just a spiritual tide, but it is so terrifying. Can Yang Zhen... hold on?"

"Now we can only hope for a miracle!"

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other. The Holy Weapon Sun Shadow in Han Yan'er's hand suddenly made a buzzing sound and said, "Now, you have no reason to stop me, right!"

Hearing this, Hua Youyue was shocked. She slowly raised her head and looked up at the sky. The cold light of the Moon Shadow Sword was overflowing. She nodded and said, "I'll go with you."

Qian Lao and Lu Qiju hurriedly stopped the two girls and said, "Don't be impulsive. If you rush forward like this, not only will you not be able to help, but you will become a burden to Young Friend Yang."

The two women froze and asked in unison, "Why?"

Elder Qian had a strange expression on his face. He looked up at Yang Zhen, smiled bitterly and said, "You two should pay attention to the expression on Young Friend Yang's face."

Yang Zhen's expression? After hearing what Qian Lao said, everyone around him subconsciously looked at Yang Zhen's face, and they were immediately confused.

"This...what is he doing?"

"Seems to be communicating with someone?"

"Someone? There was only Yang Zhen there. Who was he communicating with? Could it be that weird strong man?"

"Of course it can't be that strong man, but Yang Zhen is really a man of great skill and courage. Under such circumstances, he actually turned a blind eye to that strong man."

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other and said in unison: "The Great Missing Sword!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhen yelled, "Damn it, no, you can't eat it, is this edible?"

"You spendthrift, I can't control you anymore, can I? Eat, eat. If you get an upset stomach, don't come to me. I don't have any medicine."

"Digging grass, do you really want to eat it?"

…

As soon as Yang Zhen finished his words, a buzzing sound was heard, and a violent air wave suddenly erupted from the Daque Sword, sweeping across the sky and earth in the blink of an eye, even covering the black light emitted by the strong men of the Black Death Clan.

"What...what is that?"

On the ground, everyone stared at the air in a daze, their expressions changing continuously, and they all exclaimed in surprise.

Roar! A roar that shook the earth was heard, and in the dark light, a huge black shadow appeared, covering the sky and the sun. It was fierce, with bloodshot and ferocious eyes.

Yang Zhen looked at the almost unfamiliar Evil Shadow Black Tie in front of him with a confused look on his face, muttering to himself: "Damn, is this the real Evil Shadow Black Tie? It's really awesome!"

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The evil shadow black glutton's body is covered with black scales, and between the glittering colors, there is a terrifying aura that makes people's heart palpitate. Its eyes are extremely terrifying, as if whoever it glares at will make that person pregnant.

It was just that although the evil shadow black tie looked like a physical entity, it was not a real physical body. In other words, it was also a spirit! Roar! The roars shook the earth.

Everyone was shocked. Who could have thought that Yang Zhen had such a terrifying and huge soul beside him? And it was the evil shadow black glutton!

"No, Evil Shadow Black Tie, this... How is this possible? How can such a thing exist in this world?!"

A scream was heard, and a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the black fog and shot away into the distance. It was the soul of a powerful Black Death Clan member.

Everyone looked at the soul of the powerful Black Death Clan leader who was fleeing in a panic with a confused look on their faces, and many people even began to feel that this powerful Black Death Clan leader was a little pitiful.

Tsk tsk, this is so scary that I don’t even want to fight!

Poor guy, he had just been released from the seal and his strength had not yet recovered to its best condition. He had only killed two powerful Mahayana masters when he encountered the monster Yang Zhen.

Not only does Yang Zhen have endless methods, but he also has many skills and martial arts that can restrain the strong men of the Black Death Clan. Even his soul after his physical body exploded was targeted by an evil shadow black glutton.

This... this is such bad luck.

"No, it's impossible..."

The strong man of the Black Death Clan ran while looking back. Even if it was his soul, everyone could see the confused look on his face.

At this moment, the evil shadow black glutton moved, and with a leap, it knocked down the strong man of the Black Death Clan like a cat catching a mouse.

A deafening roar sounded in the ears of the Black Death Clan's strong man, shaking his soul so much that it became erratic and almost shattered.

Everyone was terrified. Damn, this evil shadow black glutton was so terrifying. Even after turning into a spirit, it was still so powerful?

In the crowd, the mean cat laughed strangely and said to the slutty chicken next to him: "Damn, do you think this black guy is stupid? He dares to leave his soul in front of the evil man. Isn't this just offering himself to be a snack?"

"Poor!" Saoji nodded seriously.

Crack!

There was another crisp sound, as if something was biting a bone. Yang Zhen stared at the Evil Shadow Black Tie in a daze. This wicked thing seemed to make a crisp sound no matter what it bit.

And this bastard really wants to eat! "No, ah, don't..." The Black Death Clan warrior wailed like a young wife being pinned to the ground by a group of big men in a cornfield. Seeing himself being swallowed by the evil shadow black glutton, he roared hysterically: "Die, die, all of you, if you want me to die, you must die too!"

Boom! Without any warning, the black hole where the altar was located suddenly exploded.

(End of this chapter)