Chapter 347: I Don't Want to Talk to a Single Dog!
When the flowers bloom, they are beautiful in the world!
Hua Youyue smiled like a flower, always with a graceful smile on her face, and a sweet and glutinous fragrance filled the air.
Buzz——!
All the breath between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed, and a beautiful epiphany mark shone brightly, slowly coming to Yang Zhen, and in everyone's shocked looks, it was imprinted into Yang Zhen's eyebrows.
Yang Zhen was shocked, looked at Hua Youyue in surprise and asked, "Little girl, what are you doing?"
Hua Youyue smiled quietly, shook her head and said: "From today on, Hua Youyue is Hua Youyue, and she is no longer a three-flower saint, and she can't become a three-flower saint." ”
Yang Zhen was overjoyed, nodded and said: "That's right, you are originally you, unique in heaven and earth, what the hell is the Holy Maiden of Three Flowers, this kind of three-point divine soul is simply the most nonsense exercise, a person is divided into three people, since they all form their own sanity, isn't it cruel to return to their positions?"
Hua Youyue smiled and nodded, and was just about to speak, when the saint-level divine soul suddenly snorted coldly, looked at it and said: "What do you know, it is short-lived, although it is brilliant, but it is also twilight, although Hua Youyue broke the ban of the Sanhua Ancient Scripture and dedicated her life to you, but she ......"
Speaking of this, the saint-level divine soul glanced at Hua Youyue with a strange expression, and then said: "But now she only has ten years left to live, unless she can become holy within ten years, or obtain a kind of heaven and earth life treasure, otherwise...... Surely death!"
"What?" Yang Zhen looked shocked, stared at Hua Youyue and said, "Is what she said true?"
Hua Youyue nodded, but the smile on her face did not change, and she said slowly: "Ten years, enough!"
"Yes!" the saint-level divine soul sighed: "Ten years is indeed enough!"
Yang Zhen's expression turned cold, staring at the saint-level divine soul and asking, "What do you mean?"
What is ten years enough?
Ten years is not enough, which of the Great Sage powerhouses is not the existence of cultivating for a hundred years and a thousand years, let alone Hua Youyue, even Yang Zhen does not dare to guarantee that he will be able to break through to the Great Sage realm within ten years.
Damn it!
Yang Zhen was suddenly a little irritable, and he had an urge to destroy this Laoshizi Sanhua Ancient Scripture.
The saint-level divine soul didn't know what Yang Zhen was thinking, glanced at Yang Zhen, and said slowly: "Ten years is naturally enough, because you forcibly comprehended the Heavenly Ascending Order, and comprehended two steps at once, now although the injuries on your body have recovered, the injuries of the divine soul are extremely difficult to repair." ”
As he spoke, the Saint-level Divine Soul took a deep breath and said, "Actually, ten years is too much time, because you only have three years of life now, unless you can cultivate to the Great Sage Realm within three years. ”
“......”
Yang Zhen looked at the saint-level divine soul speechlessly: "Grass!"
Three years of cultivation to the realm of the Great Sage, even if it is open, the improvement of this realm and the improvement of cultivation are two different things, Yang Zhenzong tried every means to eat all the heavenly materials and earth treasures that can be eaten under the sky, and forcibly promoted his cultivation to the level of the Great Sage, and the realm is not something that can be mentioned by mentioning.
The devil knows how many times it takes to have an epiphany to become holy!
Hearing the words of the saint-level divine soul, everyone present was shocked, and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different.
Yang Zhen turned his head to look at the cheap cat in a daze, and asked hesitantly, "Damn, Ben Sao Sheng has three years left to live?"
The cheap cat grinned, nodded and said, "Feel it for yourself!"
Yang Zhen was stunned, his mind was immersed in his body, and his face was strange.
If the divine soul is regarded as an apple, Yang Zhen's apple already looks like it has been gnawed most of it, and it is still the kind of dog gnawed, crooked, not ugly!
"Nima ......"
Yang Zhen's face was confused, this nine-step heaven ascending order is simply a pit, although it looks like a mess, but the side effects are too great.
The saint-level divine soul body became more and more illusory, and said to Yang Zhen with a smile: "Do you feel it?"
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a suspicious expression, looked at each other, and shook their heads.
What if it is saved, in the end, Hua Youyue only has ten years of life, and Yang Zhen is even more miserable, there are only three years to live.
A group of people were all staring at Yang Zhen, with only three years left to live, how could they not regret it?
There were even many people who began to gloat, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes, for fear of missing Yang Zhen, with a slightly regretful expression on his face.
At this moment, even Hua Youyue was nervous, although she could still look at Yang Zhen quietly, no one could see the complexity in her heart.
"Yang Zhen......" Mo Xueling shouted hesitantly.
Yang Zhen woke up from a dream, glanced at Mo Xueling, the expression on his face became strange, turned his head to look at the saint-level divine soul and asked, "You say...... If we can find the treasure of heaven and earth, the little girl's lifespan can be replenished?"
The saint-level divine soul nodded, and looked at Yang Zhen curiously: "Hua Youyue is different from you, she is now a complete divine soul, so ......"
"Then you didn't say it earlier...... Yang Zhen grinned, and walked towards Hua Youyue step by step: "Damn, make Ben Sao Sheng's careful liver flutter." ”
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, obviously confused by Yang Zhen's reaction, and didn't know what Yang Zhen wanted to do.
Even the saint-level divine soul and Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, and they stopped talking.
Yang Zhen came to Hua Youyue, pressed his hands on her shoulders, and said, "Little Guliang, your life has been connected with Ben Sao's saint?"
Hua Youyue nodded and said, "My life and death, I only need one thought from you!"
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "That's good, if I want you to live for 10,000 years, 20,000 years, don't you just need to think about it?"
Hua Youyue looked stunned, and a dim look flashed in her eyes.
Everyone next to them looked at each other.
"This Yang is really not stupid, Hua Youyue's life is in his hands, but now it is easy for her to die, I want her to live, how is this possible!"
"It's not impossible, if you can ascend to the Great Sage realm within ten years, won't you be able to live?"
"Great Sage Realm?" everyone shook their heads: "How to improve?
Everyone sighed: "Yang Zhen is obviously a fan of the authorities, stupid!"
At this time, Hua Youyue wanted to speak and stopped, and suddenly her whole body was for a while, and a pair of smart eyes widened.
Yang Zhen snapped his fingers, and a terrifying breath of life suddenly erupted, surging out in all directions, and everyone's eyes almost popped out.
"Immortal Tree!" The saint-level divine soul was shocked, and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief: "You actually have an ancient tree of life on your body, ...... What do you want to do?"
The eyes of the cheap cat lit up, and she said excitedly: "Damn, how did the deity forget the immortal tree, with the immortal tree, the little girl is perfect!"
Speaking of this, the cheap cat's expression darkened: "But the slut Yang is even more hopeless." ”
Yang Zhen glanced at the small sapling suspended in the air, wiped off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth that had been injured and spilled from the injury of the immortal tree, and said with a smile: "Little Guliang, you have been planted in the hands of Ben Sao Sheng in this life, you are so beautiful, how about Ben Sao Sheng give you a token of love!"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and pressed it, and under Hua Youyue's shocked look, he pressed the immortal tree between Hua Youyue's eyebrows.
Hua Youyue snorted, and a monstrous wave of life qi erupted from her body.
"Yang Zhen, you ...... Why are you bothered?" the Saint-level Divine Soul laughed bitterly.
Yang Zhen rolled his eyes: "You don't understand, and...... Ben Sao Sheng doesn't want to talk to a single dog!"
It's coming, it's coming
(End of chapter)