No one expected that Yang Zhen actually had such a strange figure, and Yang Zhen's figure was everywhere in the air, and the beautiful 'S' and 'B' made everyone dazzled, and they looked at each other blankly.

The old man jumped like thunder, staring at Yang Zhen with an iron face in his hand, and a terrifying true yuan fluctuation erupted all over his body, under the powerful strength, the true yuan cannon locked Yang Zhen at a very fast speed, but every time he locked Yang Zhen, he found that Yang Zhen had appeared in another place.

"Yuan Infant Sixfold Strongman!"

Among the people around, some people exclaimed in surprise and looked at Yang Zhen with a shocked expression.

"This ...... Where did the demon come from, who dared to play such a trick on the sixfold powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Stage?"

"It is really unbelievable that a Jindan stage monk can still exert such an elegant body in front of the sixfold powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Stage. ”

"Although I don't know what this young man means by posing these two patterns, but there is a faint anger in his heart, could it be that this pattern has no meaning?"

"Coincidentally, I feel this way too, this boy is simply ...... It's so cheap, look at it, the beard of the six-fold strong man in the Yuan Infant Stage is trembling. ”

......

Sou!

A cloud suddenly erupted from under Yang Zhen's feet, rushing towards the sky like a cannonball.

The old man's eyes suddenly jumped, and he roared angrily, and lifted the True Yuan Cannon upward.

Sou!

Yang Zhen's figure rushed to the lower left again!

Bang Dang!

The entire True Yuan Cannon was dragged down by the old man, and he was holding the True Yuan Cannon with a confused face, and his face was blue with anger.

"Hahaha, old Zamao, you have so much strength, eat me with a shot!"

Yang Zhen stopped, standing between 'S' and 'B', and the terrifying True Yuan Cannon condensed a ball of essence.

"It's not good, protect the little boy!" the old man shouted angrily, and pushed his hands outward, and a terrifying true yuan fluctuation condensed in front of him, exuding a violent aura, like a barrier.

Rumble!

Yang Zhen blasted out, and the entire Black Dove was shaken, and debris and sawdust flew wildly.

The entire mid-air was plunged into chaos, and powerful waves of qi rolled and swept away, and for a moment it was impossible to see what the Black Dove had become.

Everyone around gasped, looking at the terrifying wave of qi in disbelief, although they couldn't see clearly, they also saw Yang Zhen actually rushing towards the Black Dove.

At the same time, Yang Zhen's surprised and excited voice came: "Hey, there is such a big piece of jade lingzhi here, wow, and Caiyunlu, oh, don't rob it, this piece of Lei Xiangmu was discovered by me first, it is worthy of the Black Dove, there are so many good things hidden, from the truth, how many innocent Taoist friends have you robbed?"

The little boy and the six-fold old man in the infancy stage finally stabilized their bodies from the impact of the true yuan cannon, and after hearing Yang Zhen's words, they looked at each other with a blank expression, and watched Yang Zhen scurrying around in the qi wave fragments, throwing out something for a while, and then quickly picking it up, and then throwing out a bottle of things for a while, and then quickly putting it away.

What made the two of them most confused was that Yang Zhen actually blew a wave of true vitality, blowing wind on a huge and broken clay pot, and a colorful mist visible to the naked eye drifted towards the surroundings.

"This ...... What is this bastard doing, isn't he stupid?" the little boy looked at the old man with a blank expression.

The old man pondered for a moment, and suddenly his face changed: "It's not good, everyone be careful, he is framing us!"

......

Outside the Black Dove, there were many monks and flying boats, and there were even many Yuan Infant powerhouses, all of whom looked at the Black Dove with a shocked look on their faces, which had been destroyed by Yang Zhen's single shot.

After hearing Yang Zhen's voice, everyone's bodies shook together, and the faces of the stronger ones changed, and they asked, "What the young man said just now was Jade Lingzhi?"

"That's right, I heard it, it is indeed Jade Lingzhi, and there is also Caiyun Lu, there are these rare heavenly treasures on the Black Dove?"

"Hmph, this young man is ridiculous, he thinks that he will create a mess, and then say so, will we be fooled, if there is really a colorful cloud dew, he is afraid that he would have hidden it silently, how could he announce it so loudly...... This...... This taste...... It's Caiyunlu!"

Rumble!

Halfway through his words, the middle-aged five-fold powerhouse changed wildly, and a terrifying light suddenly erupted under his feet, and the long sword dragged out a long tail and rushed towards the Black Dove.

"Beep Ru Niangzhi, this person is really hateful, he actually confused us and others, and one person rushed up to snatch the treasures of heaven and earth. ”

"This, this, this...... Colorful like the glow, such a fragrance of Qinlan, it is indeed the same as the legendary colorful cloud dew. ”

......

When everyone's faces changed greatly, Yang Zhen's words came again: "Brothers, rush, a lot of treasures have rushed out, those who see it have a share, give it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle, this black dove has countless evil deeds on weekdays, I don't know how many innocent Taoist friends have been robbed, maybe it will also spoil the woman, it really deserves to be damned, belching grass, brother, this water spirit root is really mine!"

Rumble!

All the monks around moved, whether they were blindly following the crowd or fishing in troubled waters with ulterior motives, even when they heard it, they understood that this was a smart person who Yang Zhen borrowed a knife to kill people, and they all looked at each other and smiled, and rushed into the crowd.

At this time, who cares whether it's true or not, no one minds the beating of the water dogs.

"Shameless, shameless, Elder Mo, kill this group of people for me, and leave no one behind!"

The little boy's face was blue and uncertain, and he was furious, his eyes completely turned blood-red, and he unscrewed off the head of a Jindan monk who rushed up and threw it aside, then turned around and walked towards the inner cabin of the Black Dove.

In the crowd, Yang Zhen sneakily approached the Black Dove with the help of a large wooden plank, rushed into the Black Dove, and followed the little boy from a distance.

In the inner cabin of the Black Dove, the little boy staggered in, his blood was churning, and there was a roar in his throat, like a beast, his eyes were scarlet and hideous, and after a little hesitation, he broke into a hatch.

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, put the Zhenyuan cannon in his hand on the ground, pressed a talent inscription on the cannon, and quietly walked into the cabin door.

After entering the hatch, Yang Zhen's face suddenly changed, and a violent and terrifying coercion came to his face, almost crushing him, and when he looked up, his expression was shocked.

The hatch was filled with scarlet mist, and although these mist did not have any dangerous aura, there was a cold and oppressive feeling similar to that of the Nine Nether Hells, which made people creepy and even their souls trembled.

The little boy was sitting next to a pool of blood, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, clapping his hands, and his face was light.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this trick is to kill people with a knife, it's really cheap, I admire you!"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said, "It's not bad to invite you into the urn for this trick, even Ben Sao Sheng has been fooled." ”

"Please enter the urn?" The little boy raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a person with a lot of literature and ink, I like this word!"

"What are these?" Yang Zhen asked, looking at the pool of blood behind the little boy.

The blood in the pool of blood seemed to be boiling, gurgling and bubbling with blood, and those scarlet mist were probably caused by the blood steaming.

"These?" The little boy glanced at Yang Zhen and said with a smile: "These are the good things in your mouth, in fact, if you don't go too far, we can be friends, I like the 'please enter the urn' in your mouth." ”

Yang Zhen nodded and grinned: "When the time comes, I have another word here that you may also like." ”

"Oh?" the little boy was stunned for a moment, and asked with interest, "What word?"

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!" Yang Zhen finished speaking, and the whole person fell to the ground suddenly.

The little boy's face changed, and he hurriedly rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Rumble!

A terrifying pillar of True Yuan Light shattered the hatch and hit him head-on, directly hitting him in the face.