Chapter 1343: Who Said I Used My Hands?
Run...... Ran away?
Seeing that Yang Zhen actually grabbed the origin of the demon pattern and ran away like this, everyone had a confused look on their faces.
Not to mention that Yang Zhen ran so fast, the kung fu of the smoke had already disappeared, and Yang Zhen alone grabbed the origin of the demon pattern and put it in his arms, which already made everyone unable to react.
A group of Dao cultivators looked at each other with a blank look on their faces, as if there had never been a person named Yang Zhen here.
Those demon cultivators were even more unbearable, as if they had forgotten Chen Xiaotian's words, they were like petrification, and they looked blankly at the direction where Yang Zhen and the cheap cat and the others disappeared, until the Quanyang Demon Emperor roared angrily, and everyone reacted, but it was too late.
Yang Zhen has disappeared, what is the point of chasing and intercepting at this time?
Besides, there are so many directions in the eight directions of heaven and earth, who knows which direction Yang Zhen will catch up?
Not to mention that the Quanyang Demon Emperor will not let Yang Zhen go, even Chen Xiaotian and a kind of demon cultivator will not let go of Yang Zhen, and there are many Taoist cultivators with ulterior motives, once Yang Zhen is found, he will not be divided up one by one?
It's impossible not to run, it's impossible to run slowly, and Yang Zhen's running away is also reasonable.
The Quanyang Demon Emperor roared angrily, as if he was looking for the origin of the surrounding demon patterns, and he couldn't believe that he had been snatched away under his nose like this.
When everyone remembered Chen Xiaotian's coming, they all looked at Chen Xiaotian, this poor old man, he hadn't closed his mouth until now, and looked at the direction where Yang Zhen disappeared with a dumbfounded face, and Shu Ya shouted twice next to him but didn't hear it.
"Bastard!"
Chen Xiaotian suddenly took a deep breath and roared angrily: "Bastard boy, return me the origin of the magic pattern!"
With a roar of rage, Chen Xiaotian didn't even want the demon cultivators all over the mountains, and chased after Yang Zhen at an extremely terrifying speed.
Shu Ya showed a ridiculous look on his face, and shouted to the group of demon cultivators: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and chase, no matter what, you have to find Yang Zhen's location." β
Boom ββ!
Countless waves of qi erupted, rushing towards the direction in which Yang Zhen had disappeared.
Emperor Su Palace and others looked at each other, especially the mother-in-law, who had already been shocked by Yang Zhen at this time, and was a little suspicious of life.
Before coming here, the Su Emperor Palace and the others swore that even if they couldn't get the Magic Pattern Origin, they would have to rub a copy back, because the Demon Pattern Origin played a vital role in the Su Emperor Palace, and they were in a hurry.
was supposed to be the home field, and the Sudi Palace, which was shining, ended up being reduced to a passerby, and no one even mentioned a word of name in exclamation, this huge gap is a little difficult to accept.
Especially the mother-in-law, who doesn't like Yang Zhen no matter how she looks at her, has a look of disbelief on her face, which is simply ridiculous.
Yang Zhen, that bastard boy, actually turned the entire Slug Shore Mountain upside down, and snatched the origin of the demon pattern in the hands of the Quanyang Demon Emperor?
Thinking of the origin of the magic pattern, an anxious look suddenly flashed on her mother-in-law's face, and she said to the empress of the Su Emperor Palace: "Empress, what should we do?"
The empress's eyes flashed with surprise, and she gritted her teeth and said, "We will chase too!"
As soon as the people from the Su Emperor Palace moved, the other Dao cultivators suddenly burst out at the fastest speed in history, chasing in the direction where Yang Zhen disappeared.
Moo!
An earth-shattering roar came, and between the roars of the Heaven Splitting Bull of the Su Emperor Palace, it suddenly burst out with an unparalleled speed, directly leaving everyone behind.
Seeing this, Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya hurriedly roared, and an extremely incomparably scorpion condensed in midair.
Originally, he was already looking at the Splitting Sky Bull of the Su Emperor Palace, but he didn't know why, seeing the scorpion condensed in mid-air, Chen Xiaotian only felt that he was about to explode.
Only now did he suddenly remember that the scorpion that had taken a thousand years to refine was still in the hands of Yang Zhen's little bastard.
This Yang Zhen must die, even if he doesn't die, he has to give him a lesson that he will never forget.
Beep his mother, it's so annoying, it's just too annoying.
The terrifying Scorpion roared at the Sky Splitter, and its speed surged, and it was no slower than the Sky Splitter at all.
A look of disdain flashed across the Sky Splitting Bull's face, and he mooed, and his speed increased again.
However, Chen Xiaotian no longer had the heart to compete with the Gale Ox, and let the Sky Splitting Ox rush in front, and he chased after him in the back.
Along the way, countless monks and Taoist cultivators were slowly left behind, and many of them fought because of quarrels, and they became a mess for a while.
Slug Shore Mountain, Quanyang Demon Emperor looked at countless people disappearing in front of him in the blink of an eye with a bewildered expression, and he felt a little unable to react.
The Quanyang Demon Emperor had not fully recovered, and now he was just a puppet form, and it was impossible to completely recover his sanity without a period of time.
Now that everyone has robbed things and released pigeons, they can only look up to the sky and roar, those puppet demon insects fly everywhere, and the entire slug shore mountain has instantly become purgatory on earth.
I don't know how many people died here, I don't know how many lives were destroyed, the slug shore mountain roared again and again, the terrifying demonic aura covered the sky and the sun, those nearby monks all left, and even some nearby sects began to discuss the relocation at a loss.
If you don't move, you can't move, this kind of terrifying power is not something they can resist at all.
If one day the Quanyang Demon Emperor came out of the slug's shore mountain, they would be the first to suffer.
In mid-air, Swallowing Heaven jumped to his feet and spread joy, and after seeing Yang Zhen and the others come back, he was obviously very excited.
The Nine Dragons Holy Venerable hadn't reacted yet, looked at Yang Zhen's hand with a dull expression, and then looked at Yang Zhen's heart, and even went up to touch it, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yang Zhen glared at the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, slapped his hand away, and landed on the back of the Swallowing Heaven Demon, and said with a grin: "Slow down, you can't be slow now, there is a large group of people chasing behind, whether you can run away or not, it's up to you." β
Hearing this, Swallowing Heaven showed a trace of surprise on his face, looked back, and suddenly grinned with a sneering smile, vivid, and everyone who watched was stunned.
Roarββ!
A low roar came, Yang Zhen's face changed, and he immediately shouted: "Hold on!"
Boom ββ!
A terrifying phantom that covered the sky and the sun rushed forward, and such a huge body actually produced a sonic boom in mid-air, you can imagine how terrifying the speed of the Sky Swallowing Snake erupted.
Anyway, it was the first time for Yang Zhen to see that the Sky Swallowing Sect had such a terrifying speed, and he was taken aback at the moment, and muttered to himself: "Damn, it's just a necessary weapon to pretend to be forced to run." β
The cheap cat flashed with excitement on her face, rubbed her hands and came to Yang Zhen's side, and asked, "Boy, are you really in the hands of the Quanyang Demon Emperor and brought the origin of the magic pattern?"
Yang Zhen glanced at the cheap cat and said, "Otherwise, why do you think Ben Sao Sheng just ran away?"
"Can this be called running?" The cheap cat glared, and said with a solemn face: "This is called strategic retreat, damn, so many people are going to chase you, it's strange if you don't run, but then again, can you take something like the origin of the magic pattern directly with your hands?"
"Who said that Ben Sao Sheng took it with his hands?" Yang Zhen glanced at the cheap cat, this bastard's hair grew longer and longer, but his knowledge became shorter and shallow.
As soon as these words came out, the three of the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, the chickens and the cheap cats were all stunned.
Not in your hand?
Yang Zhen laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a slight void power flickered, causing the cheap cat to jump three feet high and grab the hair of the Nine Dragons Holy Venerable.
Poor Nine Dragons Holy Venerable, who was caught by the bastard of the cheap cat, tilted his head, but his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed in surprise, like a ghost.
"Void power?"
"Impossible, boy, how can you possibly control the power of the Void?"
"Can't!"