Yang Zhen couldn't see clearly what these words were. They were a type of writing he had never seen before. But just by looking at them, he could sense the talent from them without having to know what they meant. Just by looking at them for a few times, he felt a sense of being moved and swimming in a sea of ​​talent.

This feeling really frightened Yang Zhen. His eyes were bigger than a cow's eyes. He looked up with an unbelievable look on his face, like a sculpture! This time, I really learned a lot. Who would have thought that talent could be played like this? Just condensing the words, I couldn't understand what they meant at all. I felt like absorbing talent and cleansing my soul. If this is how it works, what's the point of chicken soup for the soul? Yang Zhen stared blankly at everything that happened in front of him, with an incredible look on his face. If this was how it works on the blue planet, then the blue planet would have conquered the sea of ​​stars long ago.

When they were in school, the teachers were responsible for condensing the text, and the students just sat there and read, and they could quickly increase their knowledge. After three to five years, wouldn't they all be able to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University? Yang Zhen was thinking, could he also learn this ability? Then he could go back to the blue planet and open a school. He even thought of the advertising slogan, "Come on, our school has a 100% admission rate to Tsinghua University or Peking University!"

Buzz! With a roar, the terrifying words in the air became so dense that they covered the sky. Yang Zhen suddenly woke up and was surprised to find that thin black lines were visible to the naked eye under the stage. They were like spider webs, rushing towards the black Emperor Yun beast in the air.

Roar! A roar like the wrath of heaven was heard, and the black Emperor Yun beast swelled up directly into the wind, covering the sky and the sun. While roaring and snarling, it slapped the Emperor Yun led by the demon god to pieces with a slap.

Feng Wuya's face turned pale, staring at the words still slowly flowing in the air, and said in a deep voice: "Ancient holy text, I didn't expect that you even got the ancient holy text."

Mo Wu's face flickered with a half-smile, and he nodded and said, "The abyss of the Demon God Territory contains ancient holy power. Once you fight to the death, even the entire Holy Palace will be helpless against you. Do you think we came here unprepared this time?"

At this point, Mo Wu looked at the crowd below the stage and said, "There are two emperor essences here. Of course, there is only one left now. Even if the other one is condensed, he will be a great man. He also has a half-step emperor method, plus the ancient sacred text, which is enough to drive you crazy. I have given you all the opportunities and fortunes. It is up to you to decide whether to take it or not."

don't want?

Only a fool would not do that! Everyone present was boiling with excitement, and they began to comprehend the terrifying power brought by the ancient holy text almost crazily. Many people were even breaking through, and waves of tremendous power surged out, covering the entire dojo in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, I can no longer care about anything!

The sky roared. If the Demon God Leader removed the Sky-Concealing Curtain at this time, most of the people present would probably be killed or injured, and the entire Demon God Leader would probably be mostly wiped out by heavenly punishment.

At this time, the Demon God Leader had almost reached the point of being cautious in making decisions. Even if they were asked to remove the Sky-Hidden Curtain, they could not afford the price.

Feng Wuya's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, and as he waved his hands, the sky-covering curtain suddenly made a buzzing sound, and the black mental power instantly disappeared.

Yang Zhen’s eyes almost popped out.

This Feng Wuya is too terrifying. In this situation, he can dissolve the telekinesis in an instant? The next moment, Yang Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

No, it was not dissolved, nor even purified. Even if it was purified, Yang Zhen could still see the mental power. Now Yang Zhen could still feel the overwhelming mental power gathering together, but he just couldn't see it.

Obviously, the reason why Yang Zhen and everyone else can see the telekinesis is not because the telekinesis itself can be seen by cultivators, but because of the existence of the Sky-Concealing Curtain.

Now that Feng Wuya has removed this ability, naturally no one can see it anymore.

Just when Yang Zhen was puzzled and didn't know what Feng Wuya was going to do, Feng Wuya suddenly said in a deep voice: "Demon God Leader, listen to my orders and get ready for battle."

Roar! Earth-shattering roars were heard, and all the people in the Demon God’s territory roared in unison.

Yang Zhen's mind trembled, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

What? Hearing Feng Wuya's words, everyone's face changed. Even the big black Demon Five was shaking all over. He roared in surprise, "Feng Wuya, are you crazy? Let go of the Abyss and remove the Sky Curtain. We will die, but none of the tens of thousands of cultivators present will survive. Even your Demon God Territory will be killed or injured. The inheritance of tens of thousands of years will be destroyed. Is this what you call morality?"

After hearing what Mo Wu said, before Zhong Huang and others could say anything, all the cultivators present were furious, and many of them even had bright red light flashing in their eyes. They stared at the leader of the Demon God and made bursts of roaring sounds from their mouths, like a ferocious beast, choosing anyone to devour.

Seeing this, Demon Five laughed loudly, pointing at Feng Wuya and the others and said, "See? This is the ancient heritage you are chasing after, this is the Demon God Territory you regard as a holy place. Who is it that keeps saying that we have done all kinds of bad things, but in the end, we don't care about your life or death?"

The last two words were so deafening that it seemed as if a terrifying sound came from the sky, pouring directly into everyone's ears.

Yang Zhen was startled by this bastard and quickly covered his ears, looking at the people below the stage with a look of surprise and shock.

All of a sudden, waves of black air burst out from the bodies of the people below the stage. As they rolled and tumbled, they condensed into a wave of air that looked like a dark cloud in mid-air. After being roared and screamed by the Black Emperor beast, it was swallowed up in one gulp.

Roar! The beast roared to the sky, its terrifying aura even rivaling the heaven and earth. Waves of violent and terrifying power that could destroy the heavens and the earth rushed directly through the sky-concealing curtain and toward the sky.

Rumble, the sky was furious, and violent thunders fell from the sky, crashing down on the sky-concealing curtain, which was suddenly in danger.

A ferocious beast with imperial power that dares to challenge God?

Yang Zhen's face was full of surprise. He turned his head and stared at the mean cat and said, "What's going on?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The mean cat was looking for a way to leave slyly. After hearing what Yang Zhen said, he was almost scared out of his wits. After he came to his senses, he said unhappily, "Boy, what do you think this telekinesis is? This is a power of faith. All the people in front of you are crazy and are no longer themselves. Can't you see that?"

"Brainwashing?" Yang Zhen's face changed and he narrowed his eyes to look at Mo Wu in the air.

This bastard was laughing loudly in mid-air with a ferocious look on his face, but at this moment, the heaven and earth were angry, so who would care about him?

Seeing endless monks rushing towards the stage, Yang Zhen's hair stood up in fear.

"I hate brainwashing. Is there any way to break it?"

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a fool and said, "Unless you have something more profound than the ancient sacred text that can cleanse the hearts of these people."

"Something more profound than the ancient sacred texts?"

Yang Zhen muttered to himself, his expression becoming more and more strange. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the golden scripture in his head.

I wanted to keep a low profile for once, but my strength doesn’t allow it!

(End of this chapter)