The matter is very simple. It depends on how both sides behave. Yang Zhen feels that with the great changes in the world now, various forces have surfaced. Since everyone is unaware of their ins and outs, it is better to keep a low profile.

But from the scene before us, it is clear that the people of Tianle Holy Land do not know what it means to be low-key. They look so arrogant when facing the grandfather and grandson, as if the words "I am the boss" are written on their heads.

Yang Zhen watched with great interest until the girl said something.

Perhaps seeing the unwilling and forbearing look in the eyes of the young Lin Dong, the girl's disgust deepened. She pointed at the young man and said, "Uncle Niu, break his legs and destroy his Dantian and sea of ​​consciousness. I want to see how much he can endure."

Hearing this, the young man opposite finally showed a look of horror on his face. His face turned pale and he stared at the girl intently. He tried to rush up and fight her several times.

The old man was only at the Spiritualization Stage. Hearing this, he showed a look of rage on his face and shouted in sorrow, "Han Wushuang, don't go too far. We were just passing by here, and you inadvertently asked about the things on your body and forced us to buy them. This item is a gift from my ancestors, and it has no other use for you. Why are you being so aggressive?"

The girl called Han Wushuang sneered and said, "Whether it is useful or not is not up to you to decide. Let me ask you one last question. Are you going to sell it or not?"

The old man's face flashed with grief and anger. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Dong's expression changed again. He pulled the old man and said, "Grandpa, you can't sell it!"

Hearing this, the last trace of blood on the old man's face completely disappeared. He turned around, grinned, shook his head and said, "Child, remember, no matter what the situation is, you only have one life. Only by preserving your life can you survive and have many possibilities in the future. Even if my Saint Clan is so lonely that only one person is left, we still have the blood of the emperor flowing in our veins. You must survive no matter what."

The old man showed a determined look on his face, and casually took out a full moon cloud disk, his face full of reluctance, but his eyes were fixed on Han Wushuang, and he said: "Tianle Holy Land is the inheritance of the Great Wilderness Era after all. If the news of bullying us grandsons gets out, it would be a loss of status. Anyway, we are just poor people. After we give you this cloud disk, can you let us go?"

Han Wushuang showed a look of surprise on his face. As he laughed, his expression became more sinister. Although he was still young, his expression was full of maliciousness. He stared at the cloud disk in the old man's hand and said, "I'm sorry, Tianle Holy Land never does things that will cause endless troubles. But don't worry, there are no other people here. Even if we kill you two, it won't be spread out, let alone the loss of identity."

"you!"

The old man became furious upon hearing this, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Suddenly, a violent wave of energy burst out, and his soul burned fiercely.

"grandfather!"

A look of despair flashed across Lin Dong's face, and his eyes gradually turned blood red: "Han Wushuang, if I, Lin Dong, don't die today, I will definitely make your Tianle Holy Land a place of disaster!"

Roar! A violent wave of energy also erupted from Lin Dong's body. He stared at a young woman beside Han Wushuang and said word by word, "And you, are you really going to abandon me?"

Han Wushuang seemed to enjoy this feeling very much. Not only did he not feel any fear when he heard this, but he laughed loudly. He turned to look at another young woman beside him and said, "See? This is your childhood sweetheart, Lin Dong. What about being a descendant of an emperor? What about acknowledging your ancestors? Now that the world has changed drastically, those who are not blessed by the holy land have become low-class wastes. Life and death are determined by fate. How can you decide for yourself?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, and then he noticed that there was a young woman next to Han Wushuang. A look of pain appeared on her face, and a line of tears flowed down her cheeks and fell to the ground.

The betrayal of a childhood sweetheart, that's what it is! Yang Zhen was just wondering how the grandfather and grandson, who were carrying such an important heirloom, could show it to others so easily. After seeing this childhood sweetheart, Yang Zhen completely understood.

Betrayal, blatant betrayal, this is the plot that Yang Zhen hates the most!

Sure enough, the young woman screamed and roared, "Lin Dong, are you still stubborn? I have no hope following you. You can't even give me the most basic cultivation resources. How can I continue to stay by your side?"

Lin Dong staggered, his eyes bloodshot, staring at a man next to Han Wushuang. He held the young woman in his arms, his eyes full of contempt.

Seeing this ridiculous scene, Yang Zhen really couldn't bear to watch it anymore. If he continued to watch it, he would get needle holes.

Before the young man could say anything, a devastating aura suddenly burst out from Yang Zhen's body. A dark golden wave of air surged into the sky. Behind him, Qiongqi Tianxu roared angrily, and the sound was deafening.

Yang Zhen's appearance startled everyone present. More than a dozen cultivators from the Tianle Holy Land exclaimed in unison and looked at Yang Zhen in shock and suspicion, with fearful expressions on their faces.

Such a terrifying aura appeared on a person in the ninth heaven of the Celestial Stage. How could everyone present not be shocked? Seeing Yang Zhen's overwhelming momentum, Han Wushuang, who looked down on people with his nose, even held back his shouts. With a look of horror flashing in his eyes, he stared at Yang Zhen in shock.

Lin Dong and the old man were already burning with energy at this time. After seeing Yang Zhen, they also showed surprise on their faces, but they could not hide the despair on their faces.

Even if Yang Zhen's cultivation was extremely high, even if Yang Zhen intended to save them, even if Yang Zhen could fight ten people alone and kill all the people in Tianle Holy Land, he would not be able to save the two people whose souls were burning.

However, in full view of everyone, Yang Zhen walked up to the grandfather and grandson as if no one was around, stretched out his hands, and patted them on the shoulders. The blazing soul flame was extinguished just like that.

Seeing this incredible scene, Han Wushuang and others were completely silent, with expressions of panic on their faces.

Even Lin Dong and the old man showed horror on their faces. They looked at Yang Zhen in shock, opened their mouths, but couldn't utter a word.

"You, you, you... who are you?" Han Wushuang finally mustered up the courage, hid behind an old man from the Tianle Holy Land, stared at Yang Zhen and asked with a timid look on his face.

Yang Zhen glanced back at Han Wushuang and did not answer Han Wushuang's words. Instead, he turned to Lin Dong and said respectfully: "Young Master, I'm here to take you home!"

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Well, this is how one should act, right? "What?" Han Wushuang's eyes almost popped out, with a ridiculous look on his face: "Who are you?"

Not to mention Han Wushuang, even Lin Dong and his grandson were confused and obviously didn't know what was going on.

Yang Zhen turned his back to Han Wushuang and the others, and blinked at Lin Dong. After turning around, his face was as pale as ice. He stared at the young woman next to Han Wushuang and said, "Some people throw away the treasures of the whole world for an invisible candy. It's true that there must be something hateful about pitiful people... and you!"

Yang Zhen glared at Han Wushuang and said, "Is Tianle Holy Land so great? Damn it, you are so sinister and vicious at such a young age, be careful of that thing. Why are you glaring at me? Come and bite me if you have the guts. Do you think I am afraid of you?"

"No, it's impossible..." The trembling woman hiding in the young man's arms had an almost crazy look on her face. She stared at Yang Zhen and said, "It's impossible. Lin Dong has fallen to the point where only his grandfather and grandson are left. It's impossible for anyone to take him home. You are fake, you are fake, right? There is no way he can have a holy land inheritance behind him."

"Holy Land inheritance?" Yang Zhen grinned and said to the young woman, "Holy Land inheritance is nothing. Your horizons are limited to this. As for whether I am fake or not, you should open your eyes wide and take a good look. How can a toad in a well like you understand the power and wealth behind my young master?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen whistled into the air, and a moment later, a huge monster fell from the sky.

Roar! How terrifying is the roar of the Sky-Swallowing Hound? The entire forest is shaking!

The faces of the people in Tianle Holy Land and grandfather and grandson Lin Dong, who had just recovered a little, turned pale again. They stared at the Sky-Swallowing Hound that blocked out the sky in mid-air with horror, and their legs began to tremble.

"Young Master, is our mount okay?" Yang Zhen's lazy voice sounded, and a group of people swallowed their saliva when they heard it.

Lin Dong cried out and rushed into his grandfather's arms, crying bitterly!

This was so heartbreaking that Yang Zhen was puzzled. It seemed that he was not pretending too much. How could he be so moved? (End of this chapter)