Chapter 68 Another Group Comes

Everyone was completely shocked to see that Yang Zhen was suppressing toughness with the spirit of the ten-layer formation.

If Yang Zhen just accidentally comprehended Lingkongxudu, accidentally practiced the Soul Tempering Sutra, and accidentally drove the three most promising geniuses out of the formation, everyone would still be reluctant acceptable.

Such a situation can only prove that Yang Zhen's talent is really high, so high that it is frighteningly high. Even geniuses like Yun Jie are no match for Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen's talent can already rival Hua Youyue's talent Wizards.

However, it is unacceptable for Yang Zhen to be tough with the tenth-level formation, which is simply beyond the scope of talent.

How much talent can casually cultivate a kind of Soul Quenching Sutra, and it can actually compete with the tenth level of talent? This is not a genius, this is already a monstrosity.

Even monsters, everyone has never heard of anyone who can be tough with the ten-level formation before opening up the spiritual sea.

Thinking of this, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they looked at Yang Zhen in shock.

"No, it's impossible. Could it be that Yang Zhen has opened up the spiritual sea?" Ku Toutuo muttered to himself, as if he had received some serious spiritual shock, then shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"It's impossible. Yang Zhen really didn't practice soul-quenching skills at the beginning. It's impossible to pretend to be in the state of being suppressed and squeezed out."

The middle-aged scholar also looked puzzled and bewildered, and asked after hearing the words: "Then what's going on with Yang Zhen? Could it be that besides practicing the Soul Quenching Sutra, he also ate a Soul Vibrating Pill just now?"

"It's impossible to eat Zhenhun Pill, unless..." Ku Toutuo suddenly turned his head to look at Hua Youyue, and asked in a gloomy voice: "Lord Hua, what you practiced for Yang Zhen just now is really the Quenching Soul Sutra? "

Hua Youyue glanced at Ku Toutuo, showing a half-smile playful expression: "Guess?"

"you……"

Ku Toutuo's expression froze, Hua Youyue was not Yang Zhen, if Yang Zhen treated the two of them like this, the two might try to kill Yang Zhen after the trial, but Hua Youyue was different, just to give him courage, He also didn't dare to do anything to Hua Youyue in Raging Fire City, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Hua Youyue seemed to be in a good mood, she walked towards the bottom of the cloud platform with a smile on her face, and when she was about to get off the platform, she suddenly turned around and said to Tan Fenglie: "City Lord Tan, the leader of the soul trial, should he be able to judge?"

City Lord Tan was stunned, looked at Yang Zhen with a wry smile, nodded and said, "Of course it can be judged!"

Yang Zhen is as tough as the tenth floor that no one has ever gone up to. It is not something that can be summed up by a single record. The leader is naturally him.

Even in the soul trial for a long time in the future, it is likely that Yang Zhen will keep this record, because I have never heard of a person who has not opened up the spiritual sea, and can suppress the toughness with the soul of the tenth floor. This is almost impossible.

Hua Youyue nodded, with a smile on her face all the time, she walked down.

No one noticed that Hua Youyue smiled more these two days than in the past two years.

Ku Toutuo and the middle-aged scholar were hesitant to speak, but at this moment they couldn't say a word.

How to say?

Is it wrong to judge Yang Zhen as the leader of the soul trial?

Yang Zhen drove all the others out, and now he is the only one left above the eighth floor who is still fighting against the tenth floor formation. Walking around the building is even more pleasant.

Under such circumstances, if the two of them still questioned Tan Fenglie's decision, they would probably be scolded and shameless to stay in Raging Fire City the next day.

The two snorted coldly, sat down with gloomy faces, and stared at Yang Zhen's back, with a strong murderous intent in their expressions.

If such a person is kept, it will definitely be a serious problem in the future. Yun Jie, Zeng Bishu, and even Liang Qiushui may leave behind indelible demons, which will have a huge impact on their future growth.

Only when Yang Zhen is dead can these three people come out of these shadows.

Just like Hua Youyue's creepy master, it is said that in the past few years, anywhere in Youzhou Continent, as long as that person's name was mentioned casually, there was someone who vomited blood and was injured due to the outbreak of demons.

This once led to a strange phenomenon. Two young geniuses clashed. Before fighting, they had to say the name of the senior to each other. Maybe the other party collapsed and vomited blood.

Such a person, everyone is naturally terrified, and now there is another Yang Zhen, this bastard is even more cheap, making people's teeth hurt.

What made them even more depressed was, why are these two guys related to Changyuelou?

...

Yang Zhen didn't know that he had caused everyone's shock or even horror, and many people had already doubted him, thinking that he opened up the spiritual sea, so he was able to fight with the ten-level formation until now.

Hua Youyue walked slowly to Yang Zhen's side, and asked in a slow voice, "Did you open up a spiritual sea?"

Yang Zhenxin was moved, this news should not be spread, if it spread, it might attract the attention of some old guys, if you have to accept him as a closed disciple to teach martial arts inheritance, it will be a bit troublesome.

"No!" Yang Zhen muttered inwardly, without delaying a second, he immediately replied: "Why do you ask that?"

Hua Youyue showed a look of "I believe you are a tortoise" on her face, and said with a smile: "The suppression of the soul of the Tongtian pestle is very special, the tenth floor is almost several times that of the ninth floor, so...the monks who have not opened up the spiritual sea, generally ..."

"Oh!" Yang Zhen suddenly yelled strangely, which startled Hua Youyue.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I said why my head hurts so much, it's about to explode, oh, I'm about to die, the tenth level of soul suppression is really terrifying."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen screamed again, and suddenly he swung his arms, turned around several times, and stumbled towards the ninth floor.

Hua Youyue stared blankly at Yang Zhen with a dazed expression.

Yang Zhen yelled loudly, everyone in Guangmingding heard it, and the corners of Qiqi's mouth twitched.

Seeing Yang Zhen being squeezed out of the tenth floor in a 'wretched state', he fell towards the ninth floor, and was about to fall to the ground, but suddenly reversed his direction in mid-air, and the whole person fell towards Hua Youyue, everyone almost couldn't bear it. I can't help rolling my eyes.

What the hell, can you exaggerate your acting a bit more?

Ghosts can tell that you came here on purpose, exaggerated acting skills, that's all it is, you don't even want to lie down on the fucking ground, but you actually changed direction in mid-air and fell towards Hua Youyue?

Shameless, so fucking shameless, shamelessly breaking through the sky!

When Hua Youyue heard Yang Zhen's strange cry, she was already stunned and thought that he was very hurt. When she realized that Yang Zhen was just a flop, and it was completely faked, she had no time to avoid Yang Zhen, so she just He can stretch out his hands and hug Yang Zhen by the waist.

Duang!

Yang Zhen got his wish and landed between the two big rabbits on Hua Youyue's chest, raised his head and said weakly: "I... I'm hurt!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhen let out a scream, buried his head in Hua Youyue's two big rabbits again, and rubbed his head to find a more comfortable position, and passed out completely.

"Yang...Yang Zhen?"

Hua Youyue stood blankly in the nine-story formation, the majestic Changyue Building's main building, Hua Youyue, who made all the young talents in the Three Kingdoms sigh for herself, unexpectedly showed a little bit of helplessness that only a little daughter can do.

Feeling the strong masculine aura on Yang Zhen, Hua Youyue took a deep breath: "Fang Yue!"

Lan Fangyue woke up suddenly, and hurriedly withdrew her bewildered gaze from Yang Zhen, and hurried towards this side.

Hua Youyue pushed Yang Zhen to the sixth floor, and said to Lan Fangyue, "You help Mr. Yang to rest!"

Hearing this, Lan Fangyue didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, her face was dumbfounded again.

Yang Zhen's arms were wrapped around Hua Youyue's neck at some point, and his legs were wrapped around Hua Youyue's waist, and he couldn't even break it off.

Hua Youyue: "..."

Lan Fangyue: "..."

"Forget it, I'll come!"

Hua Youyue said helplessly.

At this moment, a strong fluctuation of vitality suddenly came from midair, Hua Youyue and the others looked up, and frowned immediately.

In the distance in the sky, a group of people are coming with their swords. Judging from the powerful momentum, the people who come here are at least at the Golden Core stage, and there are quite a few of them.