Seeing Yang Zhen's strange expression, the cheap cat turned his head and said: "Don't ask the deity, the deity doesn't know anything, damn, the deity just slept back then, and was trapped by the bastard of the Dust Blood Great Sage, I don't know how many years I slept, and I almost forgot who I was." ”

Yang Zhen didn't particularly want to know what happened at that time, anyway, the heavens and the earth were already like this, those great sages and emperors who shook the past and the present had disappeared, and now the heavens and the earth were stable, and this kind of life was also very good.

It's just that Yang Zhen is more interested in the place of Hailong Pond in his heart, and what is going on with the emperor mark in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that blood seed.

When he first got the blood seed, Yang Zhen felt that it was not ordinary, but now that he thinks about it, the breath on the blood seed is not much different from the blood breath here.

Just as he was about to take out the blood seed to take a look, Yang Zhen's heart suddenly moved again, staring at the sea dragon clan who was still fighting in mid-air and the ancient sky, and his face became even more strange.

This is the first time Yang Zhen has seen the Sea Dragon Clan, not to mention that he has seen it before, or he has never heard of it, but he suddenly remembered that the night before he came to the Sea Dragon Pool, the shadows he dreamed of when he dreamed were undoubtedly the Sea Dragon Clan!

The dream of the countless sea dragons staring at the endless treasure in his arms.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen almost broke out in a cold sweat, what a special thing, the Sea Dragon Clan, who had never seen it before, actually appeared in his dream, and stared at him with fierce eyes, could it be that the Sea Dragon Clan had given him a dream before he came?

Damn, this thing is getting more and more mysterious.

Yang Zhen really wants to leave this ghost place now.

When Yang Zhen took out the blood seed, the mutation occurred, and as soon as the blood seed entered Yang Zhen's hand, it suddenly turned into a blood light and merged into Yang Zhen's hands, not to mention the cheap cat and Wang Meiyan, even Yang Zhen himself didn't see the current appearance of the blood seed clearly.

Yang Zhen was startled, hurriedly shook his hand, and in the strange expressions of the cheap cat and Wang Meiya, his eyes rolled, his legs kicked, and he passed out with a pop.

With the last bit of consciousness, Yang Zhen heard a distorted voice of the cheap cat's ''!

Darkness, endless darkness.

When Yang Zhen woke up again, he found himself standing on a sea of blood, with endless bloody winds blowing in his face, and his body rising and falling with the sea of blood.

A cold aura that made people palpitate wrapped Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen tried to lift his foot, and the whole person fell into the sea of blood with a pop.

"Grass!"

I don't know how long it has been sinking, there were bursts of heart-rending pain in Yang Zhen's body, as if the blood veins in his whole body had been burst, the scorching fire was burning, and the painful Yang Zhen died and came back to life, and I don't know how many times I experienced it, and that feeling finally disappeared.

Along with the severe pain, there was also the endless churning sea of blood.

When Yang Zhen regained consciousness again, the environment around him turned into a huge circular island.

The island is full of birds and flowers, all kinds of animals and plants are thriving, and some creatures are full of spirituality and are tirelessly growing and living.

What made Yang Zhen a little strange was that on this small island, there was an almost barbaric atmosphere, as if he had traveled through time and space and came to the last period.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen's mouth ached, and the emperor mark that had disappeared reappeared, faintly flowing blood, and it seemed to contain endless waves of fire, burning violently.

Yang Zhen knelt on the ground in pain, fell to the ground in cold sweat, instantly steamed, and disappeared without a trace.

An unusually barren and domineering force surged madly towards Yang Zhen's flesh and bones, as if it wanted to change something in Yang Zhen's body.

Yang Zhen was startled, and at the same time, anger rose in his heart, no matter what the hell it was, even if it was something left by the emperor, Yang Zhen was unwilling to let him change his body casually.

It's like the Dao of the Great Sage of Dust and Blood, and he was beheaded by Yang Zhen without pity.

"Damn, I want to change Ben Saosheng's body, what you think is too beautiful!"

Now that he knows that the Great Sage of Dust and Blood and the Great Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness are preparing for their own future, who knows that this thing like blood and fire will not be him once he changes his body?

Rumble!

A terrifying power fluctuation suddenly erupted in Yang Zhen's body, whether it was divine sense power or divine soul power, it was activated to the maximum extent by Yang Zhen, and the sound of a dragon elephant roaring came, roaring the heavens in Yang Zhen's body.

Between the rolling waves of qi around his body, the talented qi inscriptions that exuded brilliant golden light suddenly burst out with a fierce aura, surging towards all of Yang Zhen's strength.

Thundered!

Yang Zhen's body suddenly burst out as if the sky was cracking, and an endless surging momentum erupted, surging towards the raging flames.

Airplanes!

When the fire met an obstruction, it suddenly burst out with a blood-colored breath, and the entire fire wave suddenly turned red.

Yang Zhen sighed, gritted his teeth and said: "The fox's tail is exposed, the blood-colored flames are not a good thing at first glance, give Ben Sao Sheng!"

Burst!

The two terrifying forces collided together, and Yang Zhen spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the expression on his face became more resolute.

I don't know what this blood-colored fire wave is, it is even more terrifying than all Yang Zhen's strength erupted, and Yang Zhen has a faint feeling that he can't resist.

His own body can't even resist even the special intruders, so can he pay it back?

Yang Zhen gritted his teeth, and burned all the blood veins in his body with a ruthless heart, and the violent power fluctuations suddenly roared like thunder, enveloping the blood-colored qi wave.

Under the endless pain, Yang Zhen's expression became distorted, but he laughed, and in the midst of life and death, Yang Zhen's body actually heard the sound of something cracking.

A feeling of blood blending came, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, due to a blessing in disguise, Yang Zhen actually broke through the shackles of the soul and body, and completely fused the soul and body.

After the crossing, although Yang Zhen was able to completely control this body, the divine soul was not the original owner of this body after all, and now after breaking through the shackles, Yang Zhen's body was almost re-refined, and his divine soul had been completely fused.

Such a body, in principle, is not the original one at all, this is completely Yang Zhen's own body.

Yang Zhen laughed, the feeling of blood blending made Yang Zhen like a finger, and with a movement of his heart, a force close to the destiny of heaven erupted, refining the blood-colored fire wave in the blink of an eye.

A thumb-sized golden flame floated quietly in front of Yang Zhen, without any violent aura, but instead gave Yang Zhen a sense of intimacy.

At the same time, a stream of enlightenment appeared in Yang Zhen's consciousness, drowning Yang Zhen's soul in the blink of an eye.

Desolation!

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, within this blood species, there was such a domineering martial art, no, the Desolate Heaven Technique had already gone beyond the category of martial arts.

A name that could make all the monks in the world rush to appear in Yang Zhen's mind: Peerless!

"Is this a blessing in disguise?" Yang Zhen muttered to himself, looking at his chest, the emperor trace of the Eastern Wilderness Emperor finally disappeared, and Yang Zhen did not feel any breath of existence.

At this time, a fragmented picture appeared in Yang Zhen's mind, Yang Zhen's expression became more and more strange, and then the picture broke, and Yang Zhen's body gradually fell apart.

When Yang Zhen came to his senses completely, Wang Meiyan was supporting him, constantly wiping his sweat, and his clothes were already soaked, and they were blood-red, as if sweat was mixed with blood.

Seeing Yang Zhen wake up, the cheap cat and Wang Meiya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, you're finally awake, what's the matter, you're sweating and bleeding for a while, and you're still on fire...... Hey, where are you going?"

Yang Zhen didn't answer the cheap cat's question, stood up with a strange face, walked to the bottom of the battle between the ancient and the sea dragon clan, tilted his head, took a deep breath and shouted:

"Stop!"

(End of chapter)