Anyone who suddenly drilled a small sapling out of his head would probably be scared enough, not to mention that Yang Zhen, who was so afraid of death, felt a little panicked at the time, and lay on the ground and looked at it carefully.

Well, it looks delicious!

Yang Zhen had never seen such a green plant, and his eyes widened to see the veins and the trajectory of those divine soul power flowing from the leaves.

The veins on the almost transparent leaves revealed a mysterious feeling, Yang Zhen looked carefully, and the breath of heaven and earth came to his face, as if this little sapling was not new, but existed here for eternity.

Yang Zhen wondered, how could a tree come out of his head for no reason, fortunately it didn't grow on his head, otherwise what would it look like, if you want to live a good life, you must have a little green on your head?

Suddenly, Yang Zhen remembered the seed he got in the altar, and his eyes widened more and more, could it be that seed that got into his head and took root and sprouted into a small tree, right?

This...... Something from an unknown source, will there be trouble?

Just when Yang Zhen was thinking wildly, there was a bang between heaven and earth that erupted into endless qi waves, and there was a buzz in his ears, and between the lightning and thunder, the violent vision of heaven and earth stirred up stormy waves in Yang Zhen's spiritual sea, but Yang Zhen was not affected at all.

The rumbling and terrifying thunder pierced the heavens and the earth, and those dense wild breaths were separated, forming uneven mountains and swamps in the distance, and the mid-air became clear.

Yang Zhen still wanted to take a look at the little sapling, but suddenly his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come to the formation.

The clothes on his body were soaked, Yang Zhen breathed heavily, and he didn't need to look at him to know that his current condition was extremely poor, his face was pale and weak, and the whole person was even half lying on the ground.

This feeling, as if being sucked dry by countless women, I don't want to move at all, but I am in good spirits, all the subtle breath between heaven and earth is extremely clear to my mind, and what I couldn't feel before is now very clear and clear.

This is the benefit of the Divine Soul Power Breakthrough?

Yang Zhen didn't know how far his current divine soul power had broken through, but that feeling of being a denied pole was indeed good.

"Yang Zhen, are you okay?"

A worried voice came from the side, Yang Zhen turned his head to look, and said with a strange face: "Why did you come out again?"

Lan Fangyue glared at Yang Zhen and didn't answer Yang Zhen's question: "You are too impulsive, even I don't dare to cultivate the Soul Quenching Sutra, the danger in it can make people irreversible if you are not careful, but you don't care at all, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid!" Yang Zhen replied honestly: "Of course I'm afraid!"

Seeing Yang Zhen wake up, everyone was stunned, and Yun Jie's teasing voice came not far from Tongtian Pestle: "Cultivating the exercises can cultivate yourself like this, the little monk is really eye-opening this time." ”

"Did Yang Zhen succeed?"

"Success, what are you kidding, have you ever seen a cultivator who cultivated himself to this point of not being able to die?"

"It doesn't seem to be, it's too terrifying, the body is trembling and almost becomes a sieve, and it can sift the chaff. ”

"Anyway, he didn't die directly, this Yang Zhen's life is really not ordinary. ”

......

On the gimbal, Kutoutuo and the middle-aged gentleman glanced at each other, revealing a look of disappointment, as if it was a pity that Yang Zhen did not die, and then smiled indifferently.

Hua Youyue breathed a sigh of relief, a worried look flashed in her eyes, and then she glanced up at the direction of the pestle.

Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu are worthy of being the strongest of the younger generation of the DJI Kingdom, and they have actually stabilized within the eighth layer, although they can't move freely while sitting in it, they are already shocking.

Even Liang Qiushui of Wanhua Valley could no longer take half a step at the seventh layer, and glanced at Yunjie and Zeng Bishu with some unwillingness, but when she turned around and saw Yang Zhen's weak appearance, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she sneered:

"Compared with Yunjie and Zeng Bishu, Yang Zhen and the two of them are simply like a cloud of mud!"

The voice was very soft, but the people around her could hear it clearly, especially Shi Feixue, who was shocked and lowered her head, she knew in her heart that Senior Sister was saying this to her.

Liang Qiushui turned his head to look at Shi Feixue, snorted lightly and closed his eyes, and devoted himself to resisting the suppression of the divine soul.

Princess Changyang and Lu Xueqing are also on the seventh layer, and they are in the same position as Concubine Xue, which is a little farther away than Liang Qiushui.

Hearing Liang Qiushui's words, Princess Changyang and Lu Xueqing glanced at each other and frowned.

The two of them turned to look at Yang Zhen in unison, as if they were a little puzzled, with the character and strength that Yang Zhen showed before, he shouldn't be able to pass through one layer, right, did he really not have anything related to the soul before?

When everyone was thinking about it, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up and stretched his muscles and bones happily.

The monks around who had been paying attention to Yang Zhen all in unison let out a low sigh, but most of them had gloating expressions.

"You should know how big a gap there is between yourself and the real genius this time, right?"

"It seems that Yang Zhen's cultivation has failed, in this case, he will definitely leave here in disgrace, saving him from staying here and being embarrassed. ”

"It's a pity, Yang Zhen is still very good in some aspects. ”

"This is the gap between the disciples of the small sect and the true geniuses, geniuses like Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu are outstanding in all aspects, how can they be like Yang Zhen, they are only strong in some aspects, but they are not worth mentioning in other aspects. ”

"Hey, he still hasn't given up, and he still wants to try?"

Seeing that Yang Zhen was actually walking towards the formation step by step, everyone gasped.

Lan Fangyue pulled Yang Zhen's clothes, and said with some concern: "Yang Zhen, don't be reckless. ”

Yang Zhen was just about to speak, when a crisp voice came: "Yang Zhen...... Don't force it. ”

Hearing this, everyone gasped, and looked at Hua Youyue in surprise, this crisp voice was exactly what Hua Youyue said.

Hua Youyue's attention to Yang Zhen really made everyone a little unbelievable.

Yang Zhen glanced at Hua Youyue deeply, laughed when he turned around, and strode towards the formation in the midst of everyone's stunned.

"I'm a person with shortcomings all over my body, and the only advantage is that I have self-knowledge, but in the world, when I am born as a hero, and when I die as a ghost, these kings and calves are so squeezed by me, if I can still swallow this breath, wouldn't I be born in vain in this world?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhen's body burst out with a wave of qi fluctuations, surrounding his body.

"Divine soul power, how is this possible?"

"Impossible, such terrifying divine soul power, he ...... How did he do it?"

Lan Fangyue looked at Yang Zhen blankly, her mouth opened wide and she forgot to close it, the terrifying divine soul power that erupted from Yang Zhen's body was actually stronger than Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu, no, it was much stronger.

If Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu, the two geniuses who could enter the eighth layer, exuded divine soul power like a sparkling breeze, then the divine soul power on Yang Zhen's body fluctuated at this time, like a violent storm.

On the gimbal, a trace of shock flashed on Hua Youyue's face, and she stood up suddenly, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

The mouths of the withered head and the middle-aged gentleman opened in unison, and their eyes also flashed with disbelief, and they wanted to speak, but they didn't say anything.

One step, two steps, Yang Zhen's steps were brisk, and he didn't seem to be suppressed by the half-point formation, and soon came to the fifth layer, causing everyone to exclaim.

"Oh, I'm in, oops, I'm out again, it's so comfortable to go in and out. ”

A cheap voice came, and Yang Zhen touched the placket and the back in front of the monk who said that he would quit when he touched his clothes.

"Hey, why did you just come here, can't you walk?" Yang Zhen circled around the monk twice, and was surprised: "You have to exercise more in the future, the old king next door is training his waist, look at you, you walk slower than a snail, and only now have you reached the fifth layer, is it a shame?"

"Ouch, I touched the clothes, huh? I touched the clothes again, I touched the left, I touched the right, are you satisfied, I will continue to touch it!"

Burst!

The monk's face turned red and he vomited blood.