What's wrong with Kun?

In the end, Yang Zhen was fine and he stayed in Han Yan'er's arms and didn't dare to come out.

Even if this guy is really the legendary Kun that turns into a big republic bird when he encounters wind and clouds, he still has to grow up. Now this little guy is obviously a little guy who has just been born, so why not just take it?

Seeing Pipikun's face look aggrieved, Yang Zhen grinned, Han Yan'er glared at Yang Zhen with some dissatisfaction and said, "What are you competing with a little fish!"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's arousing his anger and destroying his own prestige. If he is in our village, it's possible to pull it out and chop it. What's wrong with it? I can't bear to leave the child and can't trap the wolf!"

Que Ling next to her was so scared that she could even give up her children in order to trap a wolf. What's the point? Parents are too incompetent, right?

Yang Zhen didn't think so. If so many ancestors stayed in ancient times, they were just a warning effect. If anyone really did this, it would be hopeless.

Along the way, Yang Zhen was thinking about this Tianji Lock. For some reason, he always felt that he had seen something like Tianji Lock, but he couldn't tell whether it was the same thing or the same name happened to be.

"Although the Tianji lock is locked in the Tianji Lock, it is precisely because of this that the cultivator with too weak soul power is almost completely unable to resist the laws of the Three Realms. Yang Zhen, are you sure we really want to go there to see it?"

Que Ling walked to Yang Zhen, and now she had completely different attitudes toward Yang Zhen.

Although Que Ling did not underestimate Yang Zhen in the past, she was just a little curious. Now that she has seen the magic of Yang Zhen’s various methods, even the evil spirit of the evil cultivator cannot be eroded. She is no longer just a little curious.

In fact, until now, Qu Ling suddenly realized that she could not see through Yang Zhen.

Hearing Que Ling's words, Yang Zhen showed a strange expression on his face, and turned around and asked, "What is the weak method of the soul you are talking about?"

"In the state of unity between man and nature!" Qu Ling said with a serious expression.

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Then there is no problem."

Que Ling, who had already seen Yang Zhen pondering and breathing a sigh of relief, almost didn't suck it back in one breath. She widened her eyes and looked stunned on her face.

"No problem? What do you... mean?"

"That's what you said, then there's no problem. Okay, there's not much time, let's hurry up and pass!" Yang Zhen said, heading towards the direction of Tianji Lock first.

What kind of existence is the Demon Sect?

The so-called connecting two worlds does not mean that the Great Wilderness World may also exist or create a goal connecting the blue planet?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen became even more interested in this so-called demon sect.

As for the demon cultivator, Yang Zhen has seen it. To be honest, it is not an unreasonable group of people. As for the harm of nature, which race has no harm of nature?

You can't kill all one shot!

Besides, even if there are demon cultivators in the ancient wilderness, there are legendary strong men from the wilderness era, they are all developed mid-lane mages. They are an existence that can be enemies of thousands of people, so it is not certain to help anyone.

Yang Zhen took Han Yan'er and Qu Ling toward the place with the strongest demonic energy in the wilderness ancient land. Before he could walk far, he met a group of people.

Most of these people are strong men who are just trying to get a shot. I think they have gathered together after careful consideration.

Seeing the strength of Yang Zhen and others, most people showed a slight contemptuous expression on their faces, but they were just very well concealed.

After all, the realm of the Saint Lord is almost the same as a kick in the first place, and it is not as exaggerated as a big realm.

Besides, Yang Zhen actually didn't take these people seriously. His current combat power was a bit exaggerated to say that he was a tough emperor, but it was not a group of people who could cause trouble with just one kick.

In the ancient wilderness, no one would let go of the power that could be combined easily. An old man walked out of the crowd and looked at Yang Zhen, Han Yan'er and Qu Ling with a smile and said, "The three of you who can find this place so quickly must have a gully, and it will not be too difficult to talk to smart people. Join us and face the unknown dangers of the ancient wilderness together."

Que Ling and Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen together. Yang Zhen's face was full of confusion and honest expressions, and looked at the old man and asked, "How did I know you won't cheat us?"

When he heard Yang Zhen's words, he looked at the expression on Yang Zhen's face. Que Ling looked stunned. If he hadn't seen Yang Zhen's nature, he would almost think it was true.

The somewhat honest and weird Yang Tieniu seemed to be back.

Sure enough, the old man showed a confident expression on his face, laughed and said, "What this little friend said is very true, but at this time, I will not convince you of anything I say. It is better to use practical actions to show our sincerity."

Speaking of this, the old man pointed to the two young men following behind him and said, "This is Mr. Fang from the Jidao Palace, this is Shen Lingxue, the saint of the Moon Spirit Palace. As for me, he is the great elder of the Qingyan Sect, Duan Deming!"

"Elder Qingyan Duan Deming?" Que Ling suddenly exclaimed, his face full of surprise.

Duan Deming showed a strange expression on his face. He looked at Que Ling, frowned slightly, and then asked with a smile: "This girl knows me?"

Que Ling walked forward, Yingying gave a gift, and said with a smile: "Senior Duan, I am Que Ling from Qianyang Palace. I have heard of the name of Senior."

Duan Deming laughed and said, "It turns out he is a disciple of Qianyang Palace. No wonder he has a familiar aura on his body. Is that old guy from your sect leader okay?"

Qu Ling smiled and said, "The Sect Master has always been thinking about you. He said that it is the entire Qingyan Sect, and you are the one who admires the most."

Duan Deming was obviously very helpful, and his beard began to float when he smiled.

The saint of the moon spirit, Shen Lingxue, and the lay Buddhist Fang from the Jidao Palace, were both young people. After seeing Que Ling know Duan Deming, they looked at each other, with a smile on their faces, and the three of them greeted each other.

Duan Deming was very interested in Yang Zhen, so he came to Yang Zhen and asked, "The aura of this little brother is a little unfamiliar. I wonder where his master is?"

Hearing Duan Deming's words, almost everyone present looked at Yang Zhen.

The aura on Yang Zhen's body was not very powerful, but it was just too strange. At first, it seemed that there was no too sharp aura, but if you investigate carefully, there was a kind of inexplicable pressure.

This kind of pressure is very light, but it is enough to make people feel shocked. It is a nearly powerful existence.

Obviously, Duan Deming felt the aura on Yang Zhen, and then he asked this question.

In front of everyone, Yang Zhen grinned and showed her white teeth and said, "I don't have a sect!"

Duan Deming was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the layman Fang suddenly sneered and said, "This fellow Taoist, no one is a fool, so there is no need to beat around the bush. Being open and honest will be good for you and me. If there is no sect, if you say this, will anyone believe it?"

Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Fang with a smile.

The rest of the people vaguely surrounded Yang Zhen.

Han Yan'er and Qu Ling showed a solemn expression on their faces, and they stood behind Yang Zhen.
Chapter completed!