Yang is really happy!

This unknown method of blood refining is good.

It was actually able to attract the heaven and earth qi and blood seeds in his body.

Moreover, Yang Zhen had a feeling that if he cultivated this kind of exercise to the consummation realm, he might be able to completely refine his body, integrate all kinds of forces in his body, and truly form a unique power that only belongs to him.

That's kind of awesome.

But for now, let's talk about it first.

Yang Zhen raised his head and glanced at the terrifying sea of blood in mid-air, this was the heavenly punishment caused by the qi and blood of heaven and earth, because he accidentally seemed to be playing big again, and after detonating the qi and blood seeds of heaven and earth in his body, he attracted the attention of the laws of heaven and earth.

Damn, is it annoying to come to this kind of heavenly punishment twice in three days?

Yang Zhen took out the Great Lack Sword and glanced at Zhou Tong, who looked confused, and planned to break up this heavenly punishment first.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Tong showed a look of surprise on his face, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "With your current strength, you will have an accident against this Heavenly Punishment Meeting." ”

Yang Zhen sighed, he was surprised to see a worried look on Zhou Tong's face, and he didn't know if this bad old man was afraid that he would be injured or that no one would help him pretend to be forced after he died, or if he was really worried about what he would be injured.

No matter what the reason was, Yang Zhen was very grateful to this bad old man, so he simply put away the big lack of sword and decided not to resist this heavenly punishment.

"Okay, I won't resist......" Yang Zhen said to Zhou Tong with a grateful face.

Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could speak, he saw Yang Zhen rushing towards the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud with a whoosh.

"I'll see if I can refine it directly!"

"I ...... You...... Bastard boy!" Zhou Tong jumped up directly.

Hard resistance is not enough, you still want to refine it directly?

After so many years of history, who has ever heard of someone who can directly refine the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud?

This is all the blood of heaven and earth, and it is something that kills people.

Just when Zhou Tong jumped up and didn't reach the highest point, Yang Zhen had already burrowed into the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud.

Zhou Tong opened his mouth, stomped his feet, scolded two bastard boys, the big gourd appeared in his hand, looked at his thumb with some hesitation, and then bit it hard, as if his thumb was Yang Zhen, grinning his teeth.

"Shhh

A gasping sound came, Zhou Tong shook his hand, and hurriedly turned a cumbersome formation on the gourd, and the big gourd suddenly rose against the storm, and it became about ten zhang in the blink of an eye.

Buzz——!

A monstrous wave of qi rushed out of the gourd, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud.

"Boy, this is a good thing that the old man has treasured for many years, this kind of thunder punishment can cause the old man's catastrophe, and the old man can help you with only this. ”

Looking at the violent and hideous thunderclouds of heaven and earth, Zhou Tong shouted into the air with a painful face.

In the thundercloud of heavenly punishment, Yang Zhen, who was grinning his teeth, suddenly felt a burst of warmth coming, and hundreds of millions of cells in his body seemed to be alive, becoming extremely active, and a terrifying power poured into his body from this warm breath, and rushed out crazily.

Oh, this old man is really willing to spend his blood.

How terrifying was that Quanyang Holy Root, so that Zhou Tong took Yang Zhen to the Sanmen Grand Event at all costs?

At the moment, Yang Zhen couldn't be allowed to think nonsense, and the warm breath that Zhou Tong got in didn't seem to last long, Yang Zhen took advantage of the fact that his body was not so painful at the moment, and sat directly cross-legged and sat in the center of the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud.

At the same time, the unknown blood refining method in his body was running at full speed, forming a vision of a nine-star alliance above Yang Zhen's head.

Nine fist-sized beads of qi and blood shone above Yang Zhen's head, looking extremely mysterious.

The unknown method of blood refining, after practicing to the extreme, can form a nine-star bead on the top of the head, devouring the sky and devouring the earth, that is, even the qi and blood of heaven and earth can be devoured for their own use.

This was the real reason why Yang Zhen did not use the Great Lack Sword to shatter the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud in the end, but tried to refine and absorb it.

"Blood Refinement, open!"

With Yang Zhen's angry shout, the blood light in his eyes flashed, and the nine-star beads of qi and blood above his head suddenly shone brightly, and they spun rapidly.

In the terrifying heavenly punishment thundercloud, the thunder was furious, and the thunder like a long dragon fell towards Yang Zhen, all of which were blocked by Yang Zhen's nine-star beads.

A terrifying suction force erupted from the Nine Star Alignment, and the blood qi in the sky rushed madly towards the Nine Stars Alignment at a vortex terrifying speed.

Zhou Tong, who was still scolding the bastard boy not far away, felt the pull of the heaven and earth qi, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Until Yang Zhen absorbed the last trace of heaven and earth qi and blood, under the dark clouds in mid-air, only the dry thunder dragons were still roaring and struggling, Zhou Tong didn't blink his eyes, and his mouth was open enough to swallow his fist.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

Zhou Tong muttered to himself, his eyes were full of absurdity, and he immediately scolded angrily: "Bastard boy, since you have such a powerful blood refining method, why do you still need the old man's unknown blood refining method, you are too greedy, right?"

Yang Zhen jumped up, landed in front of Zhou Tong, calmed down the violent blood in his body, grinned, and said: "Old man, you have to be honest, after I have cultivated the unknown blood refining method to perfection, you will give me another kind of exercise or martial art, and now I want to repay the debt, and I don't want to have a face?"

"What?" Zhou Tong's beard was blown up, and he glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Bastard boy, haven't you practiced the unknown blood refining method as an old man......?"

"Aha, now admit it, right?" Yang Zhen glared at Zhou Tong and said: "The bad old man is very bad, and he doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth, but fortunately, the Bensao Sage is called an honest and reliable Xiao Langjun, and he really doesn't want to be in the company of an untrustworthy guy like you." ”

"Just you?" Zhou Tong glanced at Yang Zhen up and down, and said: "If you are known as an honest and reliable little Langjun, then the old man will never lie to the little old man, I, boy, from the truth, what kind of exercises did you use, but it is somewhat similar to the unknown blood refining method." ”

"You give a martial art that can be worthy of the identity of Ben Sao Sheng!" Yang Zhenyi stretched out his hand.

Zhou Tong glared, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhen suddenly grinned, winked at Zhou Tong, and said, "Don't you think that there are a few strange things about this unknown blood refining method, which seems to be fundamentally wrong?"

"Nonsense, you can feel it, how can the old man ...... What are you talking about?" Zhou Tong's eyes almost popped out, and he looked at the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud that slowly dissipated in midair, and suddenly screamed: "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, you don't give it!" Yang Zhen turned his head and left.

Zhou Tong hurriedly chased after him, looked at the back of Yang Zhen's head in disbelief, his face was full of absurd looks, and he didn't know what he remembered, grinning, like a fat old man of two hundred pounds.

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