Yang Zhen... How scary is he? The Ghost Alchemist suddenly laughed loudly, and the black cloak on his body fluttered without wind, making a loud noise. His whole body seemed to be empty, emitting a chilling aura that made people shudder.

"Is Yang Zhen scary? That's because you haven't seen my scary side. I'm actually looking forward to what kind of excitement Yang Zhen can bring me."

At this point, Ghost Alchemist's voice suddenly became low, and he muttered to himself: "It's been so many years, I have forgotten how many years I haven't felt nervous and exciting, life... is numb."

Fang Zhongjian looked at the Ghost Alchemist with a look of doubt and surprise. He was indeed a madman. No one knew what he was thinking, and his moods were unpredictable. Especially when he was refining the elixir, it was simply creepy.

Seeing the appearance of Ghost Alchemist, Feng Lingqiao looked even more worried, and looked towards the people in Tianxue Holy Land with anxiety.

Feng Lingqiao knew that Yang Zhen might come, and she knew in her heart that Yang Zhen would definitely do some things, but Feng Lingqiao did not expect that Yang Zhen would save her in this way, and why hadn't the Feng family in Shanhe City come yet? When Fang Zhongjian kidnapped Feng Lingqiao, the reason why Feng Lingqiao asked Yang Zhen to go to Shanhe City to save her grandfather was not because she expected Yang Zhen to heal her grandfather, because her grandfather's injury was too serious.

Feng Lingqiao asked Yang Zhen to go to Shanhe City just to let Yang Zhen tell the Feng family that she was captured by Tianquan Holy Land.

Once the Feng family gets the news, they will come to the Tianxue Holy Land at all costs to help Yang Zhen.

But... didn't come.

Yang Zhen did not show up, and the Feng family members that Feng Lingqiao had been waiting for did not show up either.

It is better if he does not show up. In this way, Yang Zhen will not be in danger, and the map of mountains and rivers will not be obtained by the Tianquan Holy Land.

However, at this moment, Feng Lingqiao suddenly exclaimed, with a look of surprise and doubt in her eyes, and looked in the direction of the people in Tianxue Holy Land.

"Oh?" Ghost Alchemist said in a playful tone, following Feng Lingqiao's gaze, and said with a smile: "The one with a cat on his shoulder must be Yang Zhen, right? He is indeed a handsome man, but I don't know if he is just a show-off."

Fang Zhongjian groaned, glanced at Master Ghost Pill and said, "I advise you not to underestimate Yang Zhen."

The Ghost Alchemist laughed loudly, flicked his cloak, left the Tianxue Holy Land area, and walked towards Yang Zhen.

Seeing this scene, everyone was surprised, and then became interested.

When the Ghost Alchemist appeared, everyone was already shocked, especially those disciples of Tianquan Holy Land who knew the Ghost Alchemist's methods. They were even more excited. This kind of thing that enhances the prestige of Tianquan Holy Land always makes everyone's blood boil.

Seeing the Ghost Alchemist walking towards Yang Zhen step by step, everyone was staring at the Ghost Alchemist and Yang Zhen.

Among the people in Tianxue Holy Land, Yang Zhen looked at the crowded Dan field in front of him with a surprised face and asked in astonishment: "So many people, are they all going to enter the ruins?"

Mei Chaofeng smiled and said, "Of course there can't be so many people, but these are indeed the monks gathered in the Holy Land. The ruins are of great importance, and we must make everything controllable. After we enter the core of the ruins, these people will be able to enter and exit the ruins at will."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized that this was in line with the style of the Tianxue Holy Land. They were indeed wealthy and powerful.

After looking around casually, Yang Zhen asked in surprise, "Where is that powerful person in the Spiritualization Stage?"

"He's walking towards you... What?" Mei Chaofeng was stunned, and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression: "Are you asking about the strong man in the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Zhen also surprised Mei Chaofeng. He thought that when asking someone such a question, there would be a first-come-first-served arrangement.

The rest of the people also looked at Yang Zhen in doubt. Ji Yourong smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing wrong, but shouldn't you ask the Ghost Alchemist first?"

"How do you know?" Ji Yourong was stunned.

Yang Zhen curled his lips. How could he not know? This guy looked so aggressive, and among the tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire alchemy field, he was the only one dressed like a TV drama protagonist, as if he could turn his fighting spirit into wings by just waving his cloak.

Speaking of transforming fighting spirit into wings, Yang Zhen accidentally thought of the wings from the Tianxue Holy Land, and his heart suddenly became hot.

It seems that I have to find a way to bring up this matter. What were those wings called? Yang Zhen actually forgot.

If we can handle the matter of the ruins and wings, we can achieve both! Seeing that Yang Zhen didn't take the Ghost Pill Master seriously at all, Ji Yourong reminded him, "You'd better be careful. The Ghost Pill Master's methods are strange and terrifying."

Yang Zhen nodded, a smile on his face, and suddenly raised his head and waved to Ghost Alchemist, saying, "Hi, brother, how are you? How is your mom? How is your whole family?"

Everyone: “???”

Everyone was startled when they heard Yang Zhen's sudden loud voice.

The Ghost Alchemist's momentum that he had accumulated with great difficulty collapsed. He looked at Yang Zhen in confusion and turned to ask Fang Zhongjian: "He... is talking to me?"

"Still a shy type..." Yang Zhen muttered, and then said loudly: "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm not a good person, bah, I'm a bad person, eh? By the way, I'm a very low-key person, so you don't have to worry about me stealing your limelight. Let's be honest, okay?"

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A group of people looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, and then looked at the Ghost Alchemist who was standing there in a daze, not knowing what to say, and even didn't know what to do with his hands. They all couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ji Yourong pursed her lips and turned her head away, feeling very uncomfortable. When she accidentally saw the surprised expression on Mei Chaofeng's face, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Fang Zhongjian's mouth kept twitching, but for some reason, he felt secretly happy in his heart. Damn it, this ghost alchemist relied on his strange methods and was too arrogant. Now, he was speechless and confused by Yang Zhen in the first encounter? "What are you talking about?" The ghost alchemist snorted coldly, and suddenly a hot air wave surged around him, steaming horribly, as if it was burning fiercely, and walked towards Yang Zhen with a gloomy face.

Yang Zhen exclaimed and pulled Ji Yourong to his front. With the ice cube, he was not afraid of the ghost alchemist's heat.

"I mean, I'm a relatively low-key person. How are we going to compete next?"

Yang Zhen poked his head out from behind Ji Yourong and looked at the Ghost Alchemist with great interest.

The Ghost Alchemist was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Yang Zhen to ask this. How can we compete? Didn't we discuss it? The two of them would each make an elixir. During the process, they could attack each other. Whoever had the most powerful means and could make and collect the elixir would be the winner. The power behind them would become the leader of this action.

How come when it came to Yang Zhen, he suddenly asked how to compete? Ghost Alchemist looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled look on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned around and looked at Ji Yourong: "Damn it, did you find a fool to be my opponent?"

"You!" Ghost Alchemist's voice was distorted.

Damn it, you are so ambiguous, who knows what you mean? Yang Zhen looked at the Ghost Alchemist with a smile, and after a long while he suddenly asked, "Since it is a competition, there must be a prize, otherwise people will not be happy. I would like to ask, can you dance to the Pure Land of Bliss?"

"What?" Ghost Alchemist frowned: "What soil?"

(End of this chapter)