A cultivator of the Holy Venerable Realm?

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

For the first time in such a long time, Yang Zhen had heard that there was a body cultivator who could cultivate to the Saint Venerable realm.

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, everyone was stunned.

Guo Lao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yang Xiaoyou also knows how to refine the body?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "I know a little bit about it." ”

The young man beside Guo Lao showed a look of hunger on his face, and said in a strange manner: "Yes, Yang Tianxiu can fight with Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights, presumably the refining body must be very strong, maybe it can really help us snatch the opportunity to the top of Xiyuan Mountain." ”

Yang Zhen glanced at this yin and yang weird guy, narrowed his eyes, and said, "What do you call this fellow Daoist?"

"If you are not talented, you will not be surnamed Guang, and your name will be Guangchengzi. ”

"Oh, orange, I didn't ask you if it's expensive, no matter how expensive it is, it's just an orange, what are you dancing?"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and looked at Guangchengzi like a fool.

"You ......"

Guangchengzi's face was pale, and a violent wave of qi erupted from his body, and suddenly his aura exploded like a sea, enveloping the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Tianxiu, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength, otherwise we will compare, although I, Guangchengzi, dare not say that I can fight with Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights, but it is still easy to pinch a Saint Realm monk like you to death. ”

Seeing this scene, no one spoke.

Guo Lao frowned, but he didn't stop Guangchengzi, obviously he also wanted to probe Yang Zhen's details.

Lin Ruochu showed a look of displeasure on his face, but he didn't speak.

At the level of everyone's strength, it is no longer possible to see a person casually.

Although Yang Zhen is a Saint Realm cultivator, no one can say how strong the frontal combat strength is, and no one can say clearly.

Seeing the stunned look on Yang Zhen's face, Guangchengzi walked towards Yang Zhen step by step, with a smile on his face, and asked, "What?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "It's not good, I'm here to eat, not to fight, so what's ......?"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen turned his head to look at Lin Ruochu and asked, "Young lady, do you have any food here, or I'll give you something to eat below?"

Lin Ruochu glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Now is not the time to eat. ”

"Oh!"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Then I'll talk about it later, since it's okay, I'll go back and rest first." ”

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect Yang Zhen to say that he would leave without looking back.

No, back.

When he was about to go out, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Lin Ruochu and asked, "Where do I live?"

Lin Ruochu clapped his hands, and suddenly two young women walked out.

"Holy Maiden!"

The two women saluted Lin Ruo for the first time, and stood aside respectfully waiting for orders.

Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "Arrange a room for Yang Gongzi in the West Palace." ”

"Yes!"

"What?" Guangchengzi suddenly exclaimed, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Ruochu, you ...... Are you going to arrange Yang Tianxiu in the West Palace?"

Oh yo!

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, it seems that this West Palace is very remarkable, look at Guangchengzi's face, it is almost a pig's liver.

Lin Ruochu glanced at Guangchengzi and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is!" Guangchengzi hurriedly said: "Xigong is where you live, this kid's origin is unknown, rumors, in case he has a bad heart and plots against you......"

"Do you think I'll be scared?"

Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen lightly, turned around and walked out, and said, "Just do as I say!"

That's it!

The saints have said so, who dares to object?

Guangchengzi looked at Yang Zhen with a gloomy face, and Yang Zhen wanted to stick out his tongue at this deflated calf.

Damn, if it weren't for Ben Sao Sheng's pretending to be a sealed dantian, he would have laid down your little white face a long time ago.

Bah, it's a slap on your little white face.

In the next two days, Yang Zhen had nothing to do, except to eat and sleep, like a pig, if he hadn't appeared in front of Lin Ruochu every day, everyone would have forgotten him.

By the evening of the next day, Yang Zhen finally figured out what was going on with Dabi.

It turns out that the legendary impregnable Western Regions Alliance is not monolithic.

There are many people and many things, not to mention that people eat and chew, Xishan is so big, and it is difficult to arrange the regional division of labor in charge.

This big competition is to compete for the protection area of the top of Xiyuan Mountain.

After all, the top of Xiyuan Mountain is the most likely place to appear wild treasures, and it is the object of countless people's competition.

Lin Ruochu's side has reached the level of competing for the top of Xiyuan Mountain, but the other party is strong and strong, there are more than ten monks in the Saint Venerable realm alone, and there is even a body refining cultivator, who has reached the terrifying level of the Saint Venerable realm.

The degree of difficulty of a body cultivator cannot be experienced without cultivating.

Of course, Yang Zhen, the bastard, was an exception, and his cultivation of the way of refining his body was much simpler than that of others.

The Cultivating Saint Venerable Monk Yang Zhen was also a family 500,000 years ago, also surnamed Yang, named Yang Tiehe, and was a sturdy young man like a horseman.

Yang Zhen and Yang Tiehe have seen each other from afar, even if it is him, in front of Yang Tiehe's iron pillar, I am afraid he has to look up.

Such a terrifying strong man is almost invincible among the monks of the Holy Venerable realm.

When a Qi Cultivator was of the same level, he would not be able to defeat a Body Cultivator, let alone a powerful realm of the Saint Venerable Realm.

The terrifying power that erupted from the Saint Venerable Realm, using the violent martial arts between heaven and earth, fell on the body refining cultivators of the Saint Venerable Realm, although it could not be said to be tickling, it could not create too much pressure.

It can be said that under Yang Tiehe's rampage, he can ignore it, fight the risk of injury, and directly hammer the monks who are also in the realm of Saint Venerable into meat cakes.

Scary, right?

There is no harm without contrast.

Under this comparison, Yang Zhen knew that he was so awesome, no wonder the monks of the Hammer Saint Venerable realm were like playing.

In this way, Yang Zhen was a little interested in this Yang Tiezhu, phew, Yang Tiehe.

He's a great guy, ruthless!

That night, the bonfire was blazing, and Yang Zhen and others, under the leadership of Lin Ruochu, came to the top of Xiyuan Mountain.

Yang Zhen and the cheap cat were roasting a leg of mutton, and they heard an exclamation, and then Guangchengzi's voice came.

"No, I don't agree!"

Yang Zhen and the cheap cat glanced at each other and looked at Guangchengzi curiously.

Guangchengzi showed a trace of anxiety on his face, and said: "Then Yang Tiehe is simply a madman, he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, if you fight repeatedly, what if you are injured by him?"

Lin Ruochu's expression was indifferent, standing by the bonfire, his face alternated between light and dark, and he said in a smooth voice: "Then what do you say?"

"I ......"

Guangchengzi gritted his teeth and said, "This Yang Tiehe, just leave it to me." ”

"You?"

Lin Ruochu looked at Guangchengzi and asked, "...... you No way!"

Guangchengzi smiled bitterly and said: "I naturally know that I can't succeed, but there is no way, the Holy Venerable on our side, only I can fight with this Yang Tiehe, although nine deaths and one life are better than you being injured in his hands, as long as you can win two games in a row, it doesn't matter if we lose this one." ”

"Oh, Tian Ji horse racing. Yang Zhen looked at that side with an interested expression.

The cheap cat showed a curious look on his face and asked, "Boy, can this field chicken still race horses?"

Boom ——!

An earth-shattering sound came, startling everyone.

Yang Zhen almost threw the leg of mutton in his hand, looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and was taken aback.

A huge beast of ten meters was thrown to the ground by an iron man who was two meters tall and two or three meters high.

Yang Zhen looked at the leg of mutton in his hand, and then at the huge leg of the fierce beast, and was suddenly bored.