"Now, it's my turn to play with you."

Boom! As Yang Zhen's voice fell, the aura on Yang Zhen's body completely exploded, and the whole person was like a flaming god of war, with the Holy Soldier Daque Sword in his hand, and rushed into the air with a bang.

"Young friend Yang, be careful!" Tie Fuzi exclaimed, with worry flashing in his eyes.

The seal of Shanheyuan was broken, and Master Tie's wish was fulfilled, but the seal of the ancient magic pattern was also broken at the same time.

It was not until this moment that Tie Fu Zi truly realized how terrifying the ancient magic patterns sealed in the mountains and rivers were.

A violent wave of air that covered the sky and earth, rolled and tumbled wildly in the air, and amidst the roars, it unexpectedly transformed into a ferocious beast that no one had ever seen before. Its roar shook the sky, and the surrounding mountains, forests, broken walls and ruins were all rustled by the roar.

This ferocious beast was as black as ink and was composed entirely of black sand. It looked like a gigantic beast with a snake's tail and an ox's head. It blocked out the sky and the sun. It had a scarlet eye as big as a millstone. Its head was even more gigantic, blocking out the sky and the sun, making people shudder.

Roar! The ancient demon beast roared, and waves of power rushed towards Yang Zhen, like waves on water, changing the color of the sky and the earth.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, he was really amused by the appearance of the ferocious beast. The big sword in his hand burned with a bang, and a black flame soared into the sky, and he swung the sword at the circles of magic patterns.

Boom! Waves of destructive force exploded, and Yang Zhen was directly knocked to the ground by this force, creating a deep pit.

"Damn it, kid, you're courting death by fighting against the ancient magic pattern." The mean cat widened his eyes and shouted at Yang Zhen with a confused look on his face.

Yang Zhen climbed out of the pit and glared at the mean cat: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Damn, this bastard is too strong. He roared with so much force. What will happen if he slaps me?"

“Although the origin of the Ancient Demonic Mark cannot compare to that of the True Mark of Heaven and Earth, this thing is of its own and is even more powerful than cultivators of the same level. Don’t fight it head-on.”

Yang Zhen dodged the tail of the Ancient Magic Pattern in a panic, and with the rumbling of the earth, he leaped towards the Ancient Magic Pattern and shouted, "How do you want to fight?"

The mean cat also knew that this was not the time to joke, and hurriedly said: "There is a black spot three inches below the ribs of the ancient magic pattern. Poke it there, and you can seal it again."

Three inches below the ribs?

Yang Zhen looked up and was stunned. What three inches below the ribs? Isn't that the seven inches of the snake? Including the cow's head, it is exactly seven inches.

Of course, this is based on the body proportions. If you really calculate it based on the actual situation, the black spot that Jianmao mentioned is not seven inches, but about seven hundred inches.

So that's how it is.

Yang Zhen leaped up, and the big broken sword in his hand roared to the sky. The evil shadow Black Tie suddenly appeared and rushed towards the ancient magic pattern.

Roar! The fierce beast roared to the sky. Yang Zhen was suddenly stunned. He actually felt a strange feeling from the evil shadow black tie again.

This evil shadow black tie wants to eat the ancient magic pattern.

Yang Zhen was startled and said hurriedly: "Damn it, you better fight honestly for this slutty saint. The ancient magic pattern cannot be eaten and it doesn't taste good."

The evil shadow black glutton roared, and suddenly its entire body swelled up in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it grew to half the size of the ancient magic pattern, almost draining all the true power in Yang Zhen's body.

"Dig the grass, you bastard, what the hell are you doing?"

Yang Zhen was stunned. He didn't expect that the Evil Shadow Black Tie would act on his own and be able to actively absorb the true energy in his body through the Daque Sword. This was a bit terrifying. Fortunately, the Evil Shadow Black Tie knew the limits, otherwise, that attack just now would have drained Yang Zhen dry and caused him to fall from mid-air.

The mean cat suddenly cried out in a weird voice: "Damn it, I have an idea. Come on, boy, you can seal the ancient magic pattern into the body of the evil shadow black glutton."

Hearing this, Tie Fu Zi and the female fairy were both surprised, looking at Yang Zhen and the evil shadow black tie and the ancient magic pattern who were fighting wildly in mid-air with horror!

After hearing what the mean cat said, Yang Zhen laughed.

"Desolate Heaven True Marks, Desolate Heaven Technique!"

Yang Zhen shouted loudly, and an almost wild aura suddenly burst out from his body. The vitality of heaven and earth within a thousand feet radius suddenly rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Roar! The evil shadow black tie roared, very excited, turned his head to look at Yang Zhen, and was immediately slapped to the ground by the ancient magic pattern.

Yang Zhen was speechless for a while, and said to the evil shadow black tie: "Don't stand there like an idiot, suck it up!"

Roar! The evil shadow black tie climbed up from the ground, roaring to the sky, and waves of black waves surged out from the big sword and penetrated into the body of the evil shadow black tie.

Boom! The body of the evil shadow black tie suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye it became overwhelming. Black flames burned fiercely on its body, and waves of fierce and wild aura rushed towards it, which was actually able to compete with the ancient magic pattern.

The eyes of the mean cat almost popped out of their sockets, and he muttered to himself, "Damn it, the existence of this heaven-defying art of Desolate Heaven is tailor-made for Yang Zhen. Others cannot bear this martial art, but when it comes to Yang Zhen, he can absorb as much as he wants, and when he can't bear it anymore, he can even share it with the Evil Shadow Black Tie. What a monster!"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and kept using the Wild Heaven Technique.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The evil shadow black glutton was getting bigger and bigger, but Yang Zhen's face was getting paler and paler.

"No, kid, stop now. Your body can't bear it anymore." The mean cat's face changed drastically and he stared at Yang Zhen and said.

Yang Zhen curled his lips and took a deep breath: "Can't bear it? No, evil shadow black glutton, let this slutty saint suck it, swallow the ancient magic pattern bastard."

Roar! A roar that shook the whole world was heard, and endless murderous energy erupted from the evil shadow black tie. The evil shadow black tie's eyes seemed to be real, staring at the ancient magic beast, grinning and making a sound of "hehehe, hehehe", which was almost terrifying.

It was this sound that made everyone present feel creepy.

Even the ferocious beasts transformed from the ancient magic patterns had wild expressions and roared and howled at the evil shadow black glutton.

Yang Zhen fell from mid-air with a thud, and lay on the ground, staring at the evil shadow black tie.

It is said that Taotie can even swallow the sky. Now that it has become bigger than the ancient demon beast, it should be able to swallow it, right?

"Mad man, what a mad man." The mean cat came to Yang Zhen and saw blood starting to flow from Yang Zhen's body. He couldn't help but kick him twice out of pain. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yang Zhen's strange cry.

"Dig the grass, it's so loud, it seems everything is fine?"

If Yang Zhen wasn't temporarily unable to move, he would have gotten up and strangled the bitch cat to death.

Is there anyone who cares so much about others? Yang Zhen grimaced in pain. In mid-air, the evil shadow black glutton roared and shook the sky. It grabbed the ancient magic beast and the two guys started to wrestle and devour each other.

A lot of black sand fell in the air. Yang Zhen was stunned. He smelled it and found that the black sand was indeed a good thing. He hurriedly said to the cheap cat, "Quick, collect some black sand. Forget it, collect it all. Collect as much as you can."

The bad cat's eyes had already lit up.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching roar suddenly came from the air. Yang Zhen and Jianmao looked up almost at the same time and gasped.

The bastard Xieying Heitie got mad? (End of this chapter)