All he knew now was that he was dying.

Yang Zhen had no idea what would emerge after the abyss was opened, but once the Demon God removed the Sky-Concealing Curtain, the horrific thunder punishment from the sky would definitely be the first to deal with him, because no one present could compare to him in terms of being intolerable to heaven and earth.

As for those demon puppets, although no one knows what they did 30,000 years ago that angered the heaven and the people, from what we can see now, these guys are definitely the kind of people who can do anything.

We don’t know why the two forces are so incompatible, and we don’t dare to ask.

Yang Zhen really didn't want to care about their lives or deaths, so this time Yang Zhen originally planned to keep a low profile and just watch the fun.

But now everyone is going to die. If Yang Zhen continues to watch the fun, he will lose his own life.

This is simply impossible! So seeing the terrifying sky punishment thunder in the air, the so-called Ten Thunders Sky Punishment, and then looking at the precarious concealment of the sky curtain, and a group of people with red eyes who wanted to let go of the abyss, Yang Zhen sighed and walked step by step towards the middle of the two parties.

This sudden scene stunned everyone, and they all turned their eyes to Yang Zhen.

It was the first time that Yang Zhen faced so many pairs of eyes, tens of thousands of people with red eyes who wanted to rush up to fight, and the demon god who was roaring in anger and was about to pounce on him, plus hundreds of celestial puppets in the air. Oh my god, even though Yang Zhen was thick-skinned enough, he had the urge to turn around and leave.

The mean cat was startled, his eyes widened, and he screamed: "Boy, what are you doing there? Do you think your life is too long? Come back quickly, let's see if we can rush out."

"Rush out?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said to the mean cat: "Believe me, if we could rush out, we would have been outside long ago."

"What did you say?" The mean cat was stunned and asked in surprise: "Can't get out?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "With my speed, I won't be able to rush out with you guys before we are blocked."

Yang Zhen did not hide this point, nor was there any need to hide it. He could feel that there was an extremely terrifying aura in the abyss, but time was tight and he did not feel it well.

Now that the abyss is ready to move, Yang Zhen has a feeling that if the Demon God is allowed to open the abyss, no one present will be able to escape, no matter what method they use.

Just look at the appearance of the big black figure Demon Five in the air and you will know that if these people can't stop Feng Wuya, they will definitely find a way to escape. At that time, tens of thousands of cultivators and mental power will not be as important as their own lives.

Ah--! A hysterical roar was heard, and the first monk who rushed onto the stage bit Yang Zhen with red eyes.

Yes, it really bit me. The neck was so long that Yang Zhen was worried that it would break with a snap.

With this kind of speed and strength, Yang Zhen would naturally not let him really bite him. He pressed his hand on the man's forehead and said to Feng Wuya, who was still confused on the stage: "Senior, don't rush to open the abyss. Let's talk it over."

Do you want to talk it over nicely? After hearing Yang Zhen's words, not only Feng Wuya, but everyone on the stage was stunned.

Seeing Yang Zhen creating countless clones with a loud bang, and pressing one on the forehead of the cultivators who rushed over, Feng Wuya showed a surprised look for the first time: "Are you Yang Zhen?"

Oh yo?

Yang Zhen was a little surprised. Is he so famous now?

Even someone like Feng Wuya knows his name?

But now that we know his name, the next thing will be easy.

"Ridiculous!" Feng Wuya frowned, looking at the monks who were still rushing up, and said: "Look at these people, do they look like they can talk to you calmly? They have been demonized now. This is a method used by the demon puppets to control the minds of these people. Over time, the demon puppets will control more people. Do you have to talk to them one by one?"

Yang Zhen sighed and was about to speak when the Emperor Zhong suddenly came up with a strange look on his face and said, "Lord, why not... let Yang Zhen try?"

Feng Wuya was stunned, and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Wulun Tianzun came to the crowd and said, "Boy, do you really have a solution?"

This time Feng Wuya was really stunned. He frowned and said, "Yang Zhen, you only have less than a cup of tea. Is it possible?"

"That's doable, that's doable. We can talk a lot in a cup of tea." Yang Zhen grinned and was about to start when he suddenly heard a cold snort.

In mid-air, Mo Wu looked at Yang Zhen with a playful expression and said, "Boy, you are the most ignorant person I have ever seen in tens of thousands of years. You actually want to talk to my puppet?"

Yang Zhen glanced at Mo Wu. This shameless guy didn't even dare to show his face, so it was not surprising that he did something that angered God and man.

"Old man, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but a bad person should also behave like a bad person. If you were in our village, you would definitely spend your life in prison or be a negative example for eternity. You are far from being a bad person."

"Asshole!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Mo Wu snorted coldly and said, "Boy, do you believe that I can turn you into a walking corpse just by glaring at you?"

Yang Zhen looked at Mo Wu in bewilderment, his face full of disappointment. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "This IQ is really disappointing. How can a guy of this level still be so arrogant?"

Although the voice was small, what was the level of cultivation of everyone present? Almost everyone heard Yang Zhen's words, and they all looked at Yang Zhen with dumbfounded expressions.

Mo Wu's face turned red, really red, dark red, and he stared at Yang Zhen and roared, "I hate it most when people say that I am mentally retarded!"

Boom! An overwhelming and terrifying aura burst out from the sky, as violent as the vast ocean, pouring down from mid-air and pouring towards Yang Zhen, making people shudder.

Everyone was shocked, especially Feng Wuya, who snorted coldly and was about to help Yang Zhen resolve the situation, but his face froze, and then changed drastically.

Yang Zhen didn't even look at the violent talent. He just grinned at the air, and a golden light shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword that cut through the heaven and earth.

Buzz! Wherever the golden light passed, the black talents that were like a torrent actually disintegrated one after another, like a withered tree or rotten wood, disappearing without a trace.

"In terms of talent, I've never been afraid of anyone!"

Countless Yang Zhens were destroyed one after another, and then turned into golden light, rising into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they turned into big words, floating in the air.

When the three big words "Tao Te Ching" appeared in everyone's sight, countless people were stunned. Even those ordinary cultivators with bloodshot eyes stopped and stared at the golden words that appeared one by one in the air with a dazed look on their faces.

"Come on, come on, Little Sunflower Class is about to start. Today I will teach you what... morality is!"

Whether it was Feng Wuya or Mo Wu, when they saw the golden words, they were all shocked and said in horror: "Impossible!"

(End of this chapter)