Senior Brother Lu stared at the black puppet squatting on the huge rock with a gloomy look. He turned to Yang Zhen and said, "Asshole, what are you waiting for? Where's the Italian cannon?"

Yang Zhen casually threw the Italian cannon to Senior Brother Lu, waved his hand and said, "You come!"

Senior Brother Lu was stunned, as if he didn't expect Yang Zhen to give him the Italian cannon so easily, and his face looked ridiculous.

Damn, in order to buy you an Italian cannon, I was almost beaten to death by your Tai Chi, but after fighting for a long time, you just gave it to him so easily?

This... Can Yang Zhen's actions have some routines? Senior Brother Lu obviously doesn't understand. The most routine routine is to have no routine. This is the most unpredictable thing about Yang Zhen.

"Why?"

Senior Brother Lu looked at the Italian cannon in his hand with a look of confusion.

Yang Zhen walked aside, sat down and looked at the black puppet in the Spiritualization Stage who was staring at this side. With a serious face, he said in a deep voice: "Why? Among all the people present, only you have the highest cultivation and can best exert the power of the Italian Cannon. Although this Sao Saint is not a good person, how can I watch so many compatriots die here?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was stunned, and their eyes turned strange when they looked at Yang Zhen.

"Who said Yang Zhen would never give up a grudge? He is so mean. Damn it! If you hear such words again, I will be the first one to disagree!"

"Such a righteous man, it is really better to meet him in person than to hear about him. If people like Yang Zhen are all sinister and cunning, then are there any righteous people in the world?"

"Brother Lu, the next thing is up to you. Don't worry, although our cultivation is not good, we will never do anything that betrays our conscience."

"Yes, we have thousands of monks to protect you, and Brother Yang is definitely duty-bound to do the same, so just fire without worry!"

Everyone spoke up, looking at Yang Zhen with disbelief in their eyes, and many even revealed expressions of gratitude.

Yang Zhen was right. Among everyone, only Senior Brother Lu had the highest cultivation level and was best able to bring out the power of the Italian cannon. Every time the power of the Italian cannon increased, everyone would have more chance of survival.

No one expected that when everyone just wanted to enter the Desolate Heaven Festival to see the situation and kill two black puppets, they actually encountered a powerful black puppet in the God Transformation Stage.

Moreover, it seems that the black puppet in front of them has already stared at everyone, and many people can even vaguely see that the black puppet in the Spirit Transformation Stage seems to be a little abnormal.

Senior Brother Lu's expression gradually became serious. He stared at Yang Zhen for a long time in doubt and then snorted coldly and said, "Yang Zhen, I, Lu Tianwei, rarely admire someone. You... I admire you!"

Yang Zhen was stunned, and said quickly: "Oh, Brother Lu is really an open-minded person. This Sao Sheng also admires you very much."

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Lu Tianwei seemed to be quite pleased. He laughed loudly, holding the Italian cannon, and said in high spirits: "Then let me, Lu, fight this evil beast. Although I may not be able to kill it, I can't let down the divine power given by Brother Yang!"

Everyone's blood boiled after hearing this, and they all looked at Lu Tianwei excitedly.

In the crowd, the mean cat curled his lips and muttered to himself: "Damn, what kind of righteousness is this? What kind of righteousness does Yang brat have? It's too dangerous to use the Italian cannon to attack the God Transformation Stage. Would Yang brat do such a dangerous thing?"

Ji Yourong was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, with a look of anger and annoyance flashing in his eyes.

When Yang Zhen saw the cheap cat mumbling to himself and his eyes rolling around, he knew that this bastard was exposing him again, and he glared at him.

Damn, it's such a dangerous thing, let Lu Tianwei start his performance. What if this bastard mutters to himself and is heard by others? Yang Zhen thinks that it's time to make this bastard pay a price, such as the treasure that he buried in Beiyu at some point?

At this moment, a sound of inhaling was heard.

Yang Zhen's expression froze and he looked at Lu Tianwei with narrowed eyes.

Lu Tianwei raised the Italian cannon in great surprise and laughed: "I never thought that there would be such a magical god in this world. It's really... It's really a god!"

Seeing that Lu Tianwei was almost incoherent, Yang Zhen couldn't help but sigh. This kid has such a low level of knowledge, it's really... shameful!

No one knew that this so-called Italian cannon was just something Yang Zhen tinkered with. Although it was powerful, it had too many limitations, especially the long warm-up time after a shot, which was enough to kill Lu Tianwei eight or ten times.

Sure enough, when Lu Tianwei raised the Italian cannon in his hand, the black puppet in the Spirit Transformation Stage slowly set its gaze on Lu Tianwei's hand.

"Go to hell, you evil creature!"

Boom! A loud bang shook the world, and everyone was startled. Even Yang Zhen did not expect that the Italian cannon in Lu Tianwei's hands could actually burst out with such terrifying power.

A dazzling light burst out, and the terrifying air wave destroyed the heaven and earth, rushing towards the black puppet in the God Transformation Stage almost violently.

Everyone was shocked and quickly turned their eyes to the black puppet who was obviously also frightened.

However, when everyone's eyes fell on the black puppet, they suddenly saw a blur in front of their eyes. Where was the shadow of the black puppet on the stone just now? "Oh no, the black puppet is gone!"

Someone shouted, and everyone present felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that something was wrong.

At the same time, a horrifying aura of death suddenly enveloped everyone present, making people shudder. Even Lu Tianwei and Ji Yourong's faces changed drastically.

"Everyone be careful!"

"Damn it, where did that thing go?"

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"not good……"

Angry shouts were heard one after another, and both the disciples of Tianxue Holy Land and the cultivators of Beiyu were thrown into chaos, searching everywhere for the shadow of the Black Puppet in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Outside the crowd, the mean cat glanced back with a sly look, patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Boy, is it not good for us to leave like this?"

Yang Zhen glanced at the mean cat and said, "Do you think it's good or bad?"

The mean cat groaned for a moment, then said seriously, "I think it would be better if you could go faster!"

"Grass!"

Yang Zhen's face turned pale and he said hurriedly: "Hold on tight!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted from under Yang Zhen's feet, and he leaped forward.

"Somersault Cloud!"

Buzz! As soon as the man and the cat left, a terrifying wave of air erupted from the crowd, exploding with a bang, blowing everyone staggering in dismay.

The figure of the black puppet had appeared in the crowd without anyone noticing.

"Yang Zhen, you bastard!"

Lu Tianwei couldn't see Yang Zhen anywhere, and he didn't know that Yang Zhen had actually run away secretly, so he immediately became furious.

But at the same time, the fear in Lu Tianwei's heart was even stronger than anger.

Who could have thought that a black puppet at the Spiritualization Stage could be so terrifying? With its lightning-fast speed, no one present could catch its trace.

This... is simply fatal! "Asshole Yang Zhen, he actually ran away like this?"

After hearing Lu Tianwei's words, everyone present was stunned.

(End of this chapter)