Sure enough, it was a senior that Yang Zhen offended!

Hearing the words of the people in the sea of ​​blood, everyone in Shangyuan Sect was shocked, and a look of horror and worry appeared on their faces.

"What should I do? It's really the trouble caused by Master Yang Zhen. Such a powerful senior, will Master Yang Zhen come back..."

"Sect Master, let's fight with him. Anyway, they will die. If we die, Master Yang Zhen will definitely avenge us."

"Yes, Sect Master, if Junior Brother Yang Zhen comes back, he might die with us. That would be worthless!"

"This senior is so bold. Uncle Yang Zhen is not a person who is afraid of others. He can do anything. Since this senior is so powerful, why don't he go directly to find Uncle Yang Zhen and make things difficult for us?"

"Huh? Junior sister, after hearing what you said, it seems to make some sense."

"It's true!" The young junior sister snorted, and the boss looked down on the person in the sea of ​​blood.

Gou Shengtian, who was beside him, snorted coldly and said, "What do you know? The senior in front of him is at least a person in the Great Saint realm. Maybe he is still a Saint Lord. What is Yang Zhen's cultivation level now? At most, the holy realm cannot be higher, so how could he be his opponent?"

Hearing this, everyone was terrified and looked at the terrifying sea of ​​blood in the air with horror.

Among the many disciples present, there was not even a holy realm, and there were even introductory disciples in the Nascent Soul stage. How could they experience the horror of the powerful Saint Lord?

The little junior sister showed a dull look on her face, and she asked like the real person Changyue beside her, "Master, what is the cultivation level above the Saint?"

A forced smile appeared on Zhenren Changyue's face and explained, "Above the Saint Lord, there are powerful people in the Emperor Realm. I heard that the Great Wilderness has opened, and there have been powerful people in the Emperor Realm, but... the powerful people in the Emperor Realm are the legendary strong people, so how could there be too many?"

"That's how, then Master Yang Zhen... might be a powerful person in the Emperor Realm!"

Looking at the little junior sister like a little fan in front of her, everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

How is it possible for a powerful person in the imperial realm?

"No!" Gou Shengtian showed a solemn expression on his face and said, "Although the Saint Lord's realm is powerful, he is not a powerful person in the Emperor's realm. He also has a realm that is unknown!"

The young junior sister's eyes suddenly widened and she asked excitedly: "Second Master, what is the realm above the Saint Master?"

"After a kick!" Gou Shengtian said in a deep voice.

"Linmen kick?" A strange look flashed in the little junior sister's eyes, she shook her head and said, "What an ugly name. Uncle Xiao is not the realm of the first kick. He is a powerful emperor. He is about to step on the colorful thunder clouds to save us."

There is no help!

A group of disciples around him showed a confused look on their faces and looked at the junior sister blankly.

At this time, the sound in the sea of ​​blood disappeared again, but the terrifying sea of ​​blood enveloped Baiyun Mountain. What a spectacular and terrifying scene, like a celestial phenomenon, which is terrifying.

In five days, the entire Youzhou Continent had already known about this. The Shangyuan Sect in Baiyun Mountain was surrounded by a senior who was so powerful that he didn't know what level he was. He was shrouded in and out of the sea of ​​blood.

Many people are speculating that what powerful person Shangyuan Sect has offended, and he has been besieged to such a level.

Even the great wilderness forces that have just appeared recently were quite afraid of it. They sorted out other places, but they did not go to Shangyuan Sect.

In this way, the legend about Shangyuan Sect in the chaotic Youzhou Continent became even more bizarre.

Some people say that Shangyuan Sect is over, and you can hear ghosts and wolves howling in the middle of the night. When you get closer, you feel creepy.

Shangyuan Sect has become a Shura field and is the abyss of hell connected by the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory.

There is a place in Shangyuan Sect where the Shangshan Mountains are located, and the edge of Youzhou Continent. This place is relatively better, but the news has been spread.

Many people in the teahouse were talking about this matter.

"Did you hear that? Shangyuan Sect could not escape the disaster in the end. Now it is full of dead bodies. It is so miserable. Everyone is dead, the flesh and blood on their bodies are gone, and blood is constantly flowing out of the ground. It's pitiful!"

"What? It has reached this point. Yesterday I said that only some people died, and in the middle of the night, you can still hear the sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling."

"That was already yesterday. You have never seen such a terrifying scene. The sea of ​​blood directly enveloped Baiyun Mountain, and the entire mountain was gone!"

...

Everyone in the teahouse stared wide and looked sighing.

"Now it's all so chaotic. Shangyuan Sect is not the only sect that has been victimized. All the forces around them have been destroyed by the powerful people of the Great Wilderness. Those who have not been destroyed have become vassals!"

No one noticed that a table in the teahouse had turned into a big fan.

It was not until a man and a woman quietly disappeared into the teahouse that the table turned into a loud bang, floating and falling on the ground.

Everyone exclaimed, looking at such a strange scene with disbelief, silent as if no one dared to talk nonsense anymore.

In the air, Han Yan'er's face was worried, and hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to pull Yang Zhen's hand and said, "Don't be excited!"

Yang Zhen showed a smile on his face and grinned, "I'm not excited, I'm never excited. If Shangyuan Sect is gone, there is no need for this world... to exist!"

"Yang Zhen!" Han Yan'er's face showed a solemn expression and said, "You must keep your true heart!"

It is hard to imagine how terrifying Yang Zhen would have become when he was stimulated by Yang Zhen when he was stimulated.

There is no need for the whole world to exist?

When others hear this, they will sneer. For some reason, Han Yan'er feels cold behind her back.

After a short while, Yang Zhen just took Han Yan'er to rest for a while, inquired about the news in the teahouse, and ate some food.

Now that I am anxious, Qianli is at Yang Zhen's feet, it's only a moment.

When Yang Zhen came to the vicinity of Shangyuan Sect, he suddenly relaxed.

He could feel that there were still those familiar auras on Baiyun Mountain. Even if the sea of ​​blood was shrouded in the air, his senior sister and the others were not dead.

"It's good if you haven't died, it's good if you haven't died!" Yang Zhen breathed a long sigh, and even didn't feel that disgusted with the familiar aura in the sea of ​​blood!

Han Yan'er breathed even louder than Yang Zhensong, and glared at Yang Zhen with some resentment. This was a very rare expression. Yang Zhen's eyes widened and looked in disbelief.

"Xiaodaobi, you are caring about this sage saint!"

"Who cares about you?" Han Yan'er glanced at Yang Zhen and turned her head!

Yang Zhen laughed and said to the people of Xuehai: "Brother, I'm here, you can show up and let me see who is so bold and dares to block my Sao Sheng's door?"

boom!

A roar of heaven and earth came, and the sea of ​​blood gradually dissipated, forming a figure!

"Saint Lord, it's indeed the Saint Lord!"

Countless people from Shangyuan Sect exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Zhen looked strange and said in a daze: "Brother, you're late!"
Chapter completed!