Seeing the half-smile on the face of the Saint Realm powerhouse, everyone had a feeling of unreality. Could it be that this bastard Yang Zhen and the Saint Realm powerhouse were really from the same hometown?

How the hell is this possible? But if not, what does the Saint Realm expert's smile mean? Countless people had ridiculous looks on their faces. Huojian's big mouth unconsciously closed. He looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, then at the Saint Realm expert, and quietly moved towards the edge of the Tianquan Queyang Formation.

At this moment, the powerful saint suddenly stretched out his hand, and Yang Zhen's face changed drastically, and he flew towards the Nine Dragon Coffin without any resistance.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er's faces changed drastically. They were about to take action, but when they saw Yang Zhen waving his hand, they forced themselves to hold back.

There is no malice, anyway, Yang Zhen can't feel it! After landing on the Nine Dragon Coffin, Yang Zhen looked up and down at the Saint Realm strongman, muttering to himself: "Wow, is this the aura of a Saint Realm strongman? It's really terrifying, and it almost scared this Saint to death."

"This is a slutty saint?" The Saint Realm expert showed a strange look on his face, and suddenly laughed out loud, saying, "Interesting, quite interesting. You reminded me of an old friend. We are both people who will never return. What can I do, what can I do..."

While saying these incomprehensible words, the Saint Realm expert sighed, looked at Yang Zhen and said, "You are the one who woke me up?"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the five half-step great saints changed drastically. They dared not even breathe, and looked at the saint-level strong man nervously.

If it was really Yang Zhen who resurrected the powerful saint, then Yang Zhen might not have to die today.

Those monks who had just been thinking about singing "Cat, You Are So Beautiful" while standing upside down now felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a fly alive.

However, what many people didn't expect was that Yang Zhen actually shook his head and said seriously: "No!"

"No?" The Saint Realm expert showed a curious look on his face, looked at Yang Zhen with a smile and said, "You better think it over. If you wake me up, I will spare your life."

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "My fellow countryman, your joke is not funny at all. If this saucy saint wants to survive, even God can't take him away. Are you sure you can do it?"

“Interesting!” The powerful saint realm expert suddenly smiled and stretched out his hand to press on the crown of Yang Zhen’s head. With Yang Zhen’s cultivation level of the ninth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage, he was unable to dodge.

In fact, Yang Zhen didn't even try to dodge. What a joke. If he had dodged and angered the strong man in the Saint Realm, he would have died without knowing how.

Speaking is an art. In front of a powerful Saint, you can say some inexplicable words, but you must never do some inexplicable things, as that could kill people.

Just when everyone thought Yang Zhen was dead, the Saint Realm expert exclaimed, his whole body trembled, and he said in horror: "How could this happen?"

Which?

The strong ones in the holy realm will be confused.

Yang Zhen looked at the Saint Realm powerhouse in confusion. Everyone looked at the Saint Realm powerhouse in amazement. They had no idea why the Saint Realm powerhouse said this and what it meant.

Just don’t dare to move!

No one present dared to move.

At this time, the Saint Realm expert suddenly frowned and said, "This coffin of mine has been refined for a thousand years. You were able to refine it successfully in such a short time. It is also a blessing. Answer my question, what are you going to use it for?"

"Pretend to be a human!" Yang Zhen answered without thinking.

Pretending to be someone?

The powerful saint frowned, turned around and looked, his eyes fell on Huojian. Huojian's face suddenly changed madly and he rushed out frantically.

"He doesn't deserve it!"

A light snort was heard, and there was no movement from the Saint Realm strong man. Huojian suddenly let out a wail and fell from mid-air, spurting blood like a fountain all the way, scaring everyone so much that their faces turned pale and their hearts almost stopped.

When Huojian fell to the ground with a thud, everyone was shocked to find that Huojian was dead.

A half-step great sage died in front of everyone. Even his soul didn't have time to get out of his body. He just disappeared.

Everyone had a panic expression on their face, fearing that the powerful saint in front of them would show dissatisfaction on his face and glare at them to death.

Yang Zhen said, "Oh, did you see that? Did you see that? This old man... this senior stared at Huojian and killed him. You have to testify for this old man."

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Sure enough, even the personalities are similar. Boy, who are you?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Senior, who is the acquaintance you mentioned?"

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons shook his head and said, "Forget it. You are not him after all. Boy, I am a little tired. Is there a good place for me to take a nap?"

Hearing this, everyone swallowed subconsciously.

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons wants to sleep, what does this mean? "Yes, yes, there is indeed a good place for you to rest." Yang Zhen said hurriedly, glaring at the reluctant Chilong, and said, "Just make another nest for yourself."

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons looked at Chi Long beside him in surprise, laughed loudly, and said, "It doesn't matter. I won't compete with you for the place. You and I will each take half. I didn't expect that such a treasure could be found in such a small sect."

Having said that, the Great Sage of Nine Dragons took a deep look at Gu Po and the others, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the air. Chilong let out a wail and then rushed towards the direction of the Emperor's Monument, fearing that the Great Sage of Nine Dragons would rob its nest.

Everyone who heard the words of the Great Sage of Nine Dragons was shocked. Even a Saint Realm expert said that it was a treasure. What on earth was it? How could the Shangyuan Sect possess such a treasure?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Seeing the Great Sage of Nine Dragons disappear from everyone's sight, Gu Po and other disciples of the Dayu Dynasty who had been silent as a cicada all showed a look of relief on their faces, and hurriedly pulled Huojian's body to leave.

Yang Zhen glared and said, "Damn it, you can come and go as you please, do you think this is a restaurant? Don't rush to sleep, fellow villager, I still want to pretend to be a few people!"

"Boy, don't go too far!" Gu Po and others staggered and almost dropped Huojian's body. They stared at Yang Zhen with a look of exasperation on their faces.

Yang Zhen screamed: "Oh my fellow, someone wants to beat up your apprentice. Damn it, so many people are bullying me, are you still going to care about your apprentice?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was struck by lightning.

You're really good at climbing up the ladder, aren't you?

In just the blink of an eye, you became the disciple of a powerful saint?

The strong ones in the Saint Realm are so powerful. Throughout history, there have been only a few people. Many strong ones at the peak of the Celestial Phenomenon Period have stepped into the realm of Half-Step Great Sage, and have been stranded in this chasm ever since, unable to break through the Saint Realm for the rest of their lives.

Not to mention a mere Yang Zhen like you, even all the Half-Step Great Saints want to have a Saint-level master but cannot have one.

What kind of parents gave birth to this bastard, and how did they raise him to this age? Seeing Gu Po and others staggering and leaving Shangyuan Sect in a mess, the mean cat sneaked out from nowhere and came to Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, stop yelling, stop while you're ahead. Although Jiulong is approachable, don't go too far, and he's almost asleep now."

"Sleep..." Yang Zhen was stunned, and said hurriedly: "Quick, open the formation, close the door, and release the dog..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Zhen's mind: "Boy, come here!"

"Who?" Yang Zhen glared, stared at the surroundings vigilantly, and asked, "Who called me?"

"Who called you?" The mean cat curled his lips, looking cautious and sneaky.

"You come too!"

This voice was not a telepathic voice. Yang Zhen and Jianmao trembled all over and looked at each other, both of them were a little confused.

"Damn it, didn't you say you were asleep?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? Maybe... I have some insomnia?"

(End of this chapter)