All along, the strength displayed by Yang Zhen has been so terrifying that everyone thought he was a Zhoutian period cultivator. But now thinking about it, Yang Zhen is only at the ninth level of the Huashen period, and is still one crucial step away from the Zhoutian period.

Seeing countless cultivators begin to radiate golden mental power, and waves of terrifying power merging into the Tao Te Ching released by Yang Zhen, everyone was shocked.

Everyone could imagine that Mo Wu and his companions came prepared, but no one had ever imagined that Mo Wu and his companions had such a profound foundation. Not only did they bring a half-step imperial technique, they also brought an imperial essence, and even possessed the ancient sacred text, a treasure created by heaven and earth.

When Mo Wu and others offered up the ancient holy text, Feng Wuya, Old Man Yuelong, Shangwu Tianzun, and even Wulun Tianzun, were all ready to fight to the death. They would rather destroy the Demon God Territory that had been reborn with great difficulty, and nip the conspiracy of Mo Wu and others in the bud.

Now that Yang Zhen had exploded, the moral scriptures he released completely shocked everyone.

Even Demon Five was startled. He looked at the golden telekinesis in disbelief and muttered to himself, "No, this is impossible. How is this possible?"

Roar! A roar that shook the earth was heard, and the beast that covered the sky in the air suddenly became violent. The power that originally belonged to it was robbed by Yang Zhen. Even though the monster did not have much consciousness, it was already furious and could not be restrained! Mo Wu laughed loudly, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, I admit that you really surprised me, but you obviously don't understand the power of telekinesis, and you comprehended it too late. Now that the Emperor Flame Beast has taken shape, everyone here will die!"

Roar!

A roar that pierced through the heavens and the earth was heard, and the huge body of the Emperor Flame Beast suddenly became dark, as if covering the entire heaven and earth. Endless demonic energy rose into the sky, covering everything. All things covered by the Emperor Flame Beast's aura, no matter whether they were people or things, became listless.

Especially those monks whose spiritual power had been forcibly sucked away, they all trembled all over and showed painful expressions on their faces again.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wu sneered repeatedly. While in mid-air, the seals of his hands kept changing. For a moment, the wind and clouds surged, countless demonic energy poured down from the sky, and people were in panic.

"Oh no! The Emperor Flame Beast has already taken shape. It's too late!"

Wulun Tianzun’s eyes widened into a circle, and he was about to rekindle his soul in horror.

Feng Wuya also sighed and said with infinite melancholy: "In the end, do we still have to risk the entire Demon God Territory?"

Everyone's mind was startled, and the energy waves on their bodies burst out again. Just as they were about to rush forward and fight desperately, Yang Zhen's lazy voice came again: "You old man are very confident, but it seems that you are the one who doesn't understand this kind of power!"

What a joke, with Yang Zhen’s extraordinary talent, as long as Yang Zhen comprehends it, there is still power that he cannot understand?

This kind of power that depends on the monk's belief obviously cannot be exerted to its maximum power by forcibly taking it!

The power of belief naturally requires the bursting out of strong belief in order to unleash its maximum potential.

Mo Wu's expression changed repeatedly, as if he remembered something. Before he could speak, he heard Yang Zhen say again: "Everyone, this big black guy is obviously not a good guy. It is now clear who is the good guy and who is the bad guy. If you want to live, why don't you help me kill this old guy who has a bad face and a bad heart?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's ears suddenly seemed to explode as if thunder had exploded, and a deafening sound resounded through the sky.

"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named..."

Almost whispering sounds were heard, and countless monks began to mutter to themselves, subconsciously reciting the Tao Te Ching in the air.

Originally, everyone should not have known the Chinese characters of Tao Te Ching, but Yang Zhen applied what he had comprehended from the ancient sacred text directly to the Tao Te Ching. Now, everyone did not need to relearn the characters, and understood Yang Zhen's understanding of the Tao Te Ching through Yang Zhen's spiritual power.

Buzz! The loud singing of heaven and earth echoed with the low chanting of the crowd, forming an extremely special power that lingered around Yang Zhen.

Under the sky, in mid-air, the terrifying golden lines became increasingly dense.

The Emperor Flame Beast seemed to sense the power. It roared, and its huge body rushed towards Yang Zhen with a bang.

"Not good, Yang Xiaoyou, be careful."

Feng Wuya's face changed and he rushed towards Yang Zhen with a bang.

In his opinion, although Yang Zhen also comprehended the telekinetic energy of the ancient sacred text, he was far inferior to Mo Wu's understanding of this power. In this way, Yang Zhen would definitely die.

However, as soon as Feng Wuya set off, he discovered an unbelievable scene.

A solemn look appeared on Yang Zhen's face. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the violent and rampaging Emperor Flame Beast in the distance.

"Lin!"

A sound that seemed like the first sound of heaven and earth was heard, just like the sound made by heaven and earth when the world was created, like thunder piercing the ears and deafening!

As Yang Zhen uttered the nine-character mantra, the Tao Te Ching in the air suddenly glowed with golden light, like the light of annihilation, suddenly illuminating the entire sky!

Roar! A terrifying roar that pierced the universe was heard, and a golden light that covered the sky and the sun rushed towards the Emperor Flame Beast! "What...what is this?"

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"Dragon, golden dragon, how is this possible? Yang Zhen can actually conjure up a mad dragon out of thin air with just his words?"

That’s right, the roaring beast in the sky was the mad dragon in Yang Zhen’s memory. After the roar, a brilliant golden light penetrated the sky and landed directly on the Emperor Flame Beast! Roar! The two fierce beasts, one gold and one black, that covered the sky and the sun, fought in the sky. For a moment, the sky was dark, everything collapsed, and the space was shaking!

Dragon Elephant Prison Body! Yang Zhen showed a hint of arrogance on his face, and rushed into the air with a series of golden lights behind him! "Are you surprised?" Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and the big broken sword in his hand suddenly chopped towards the top of Mo Wu's head: "Are you surprised?"

"Everyone, listen up. Kill all the demon puppets here. Don't spare any!" Feng Wuya's blood boiled. He jumped up and rushed into the demon puppet formation before he finished speaking! "You are so shameless, old man. You actually rushed up by yourself!" Wulun Tianzun screamed and laughed. Suddenly, a ball of black light burst out and rushed towards the demon puppet formation.

Under the stone platform, the mean cat looked at Yang Zhen with a dull expression, his eyes flashing with a strange and shocked look, muttering to himself: "How talented is this brat? How can he comprehend such power so easily?"

"Kill! Kill all these bastards!"

Countless disciples of the Demon God became excited and rushed towards the air!

The giant dragon roared, the heaven and earth shook, and in a flash of black light, the Emperor Flame Beast howled.

It’s not that Yang Zhen’s dragon is too terrifying, but because there are tens of thousands of cultivators supporting Yang Zhen below the stage!

At this moment, Mo Wu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression was extremely ferocious, but there was a hint of a sinister and crazy smile on his face!

"You bastard, you want to kill me and others, then die together!"

As he spoke, the seals in Mo Wu's hands turned continuously, and the Emperor Flame Beast that had been wailing non-stop suddenly shook all over and rushed towards the crumbling Heaven Curtain in mid-air! "Oh no, this old man actually wanted to break through the Heaven Curtain!"

Feng Wuya and the others' faces changed drastically, and at the critical moment of life and death, they all rushed towards Mo Wu quickly!

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