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Chapter 835 The True Lord Arrives

Everyone in Qingshi could clearly hear the conversation between Yang Zhen and Hong Zhengli, and they also understood the situation that Yunxiao Sect was facing now, so they were not surprised by his decision.

Qing Xiaoling was a little worried: "Bad villain, if you do this, the secret of the Bluestone Space will no longer be hidden!"

"I will try my best to hide it," Yang Zhen smiled nonchalantly: "To say the least, even if someone sees it, it doesn't matter. In the future, just avoid Zhenzun."

His current strength is no longer what it used to be. In the entire Zhenyu world, except for the ancestors of the gods, even if others knew that he carried the world of heaven and earth, they would not have the ability to take it away from him.

Therefore, there is no need to be so cautious and timid when doing things.

The plan was decided, leaving Qing Xiaoling and Pei Jian and others in the secret warehouse to continue collecting treasures, while Yang Zhen flew down the mountain.

Soon we arrived at the valley where the disciples lived.

There were faint voices, and when I looked around, I saw that on the stone steps in front of a palace, Feng Ai was tugging on Hong Zhengli's sleeve and arguing. In the square below, a large group of onlookers gathered.

"Junior Brother Leader," Feng Miao shouted: "The coalition forces are heavily surrounded outside. We have this mountain formation, which is enough to compete! If we send the disciples out at this time, isn't that going to death?"

"If you defend for too long, you will lose!" Hong Zhengli pointed to the distance outside the mountain and shouted with a bit of anxiety: "If we don't send people to interfere regularly, sooner or later this turtle shell will be broken! Such a simple truth, can you Feng Ao think about it? clear?"

"There are five or six Nascent Soul Lords out there alone. What can these disciples do? Isn't it just that they are going to die in vain?"

"With Junior Sister Zhao outside the mountain and the cooperation of several demon lords from the Lu Kingdom, there will be no problem in self-protection!"

The arguments between the two became louder and louder, and there were more and more monks in the courtyard. Not long after, Dai Chenghong, Dou Xichang, Kuang Wenzhi and other golden elixir great elders, as well as Zhenren Yunsu, several family golden elixirs, dozens of Zifu elders, deacons, and a large number of foundation building disciples rushed over. .

Some people didn't know the situation and saw that the leader and the master of the law enforcement hall were making a fuss, and they were confused and worried. Some people thought that what someone among them was saying was reasonable, and nodded frequently, and some even offered a few words of support. The atmosphere was chaotic and tense.

"If they are not from my clan, their minds must be different!" Feng Ao said disdainfully: "The demon clan and our Yunxiao Sect have always been at odds with each other and are enemies of each other. How can we trust them!"

"I was in danger in the Black Wind Valley. If Junior Sister Zhao hadn't invited several senior demon clan members to rescue us, we would have followed in the footsteps of Senior Brother Fan!" Hong Zhengli pointed at Feng Ai's nose and said angrily: "I don't If you believe in your savior, how can you believe in a rip-off like you?"

An anxious look gradually appeared on his face, and he felt very angry in his heart. If I had known this, I should have invited those demon kings from the Lu Kingdom into the mountain to avoid being entangled by these guys.

His strength is about the same as Feng Ao's, and it's hard to say who will win in a fight. Besides, now is not the time for a battle of wits.

Unless... someone can cut through the mess quickly.

While he was anxious, his vision suddenly blurred, and a figure suddenly appeared between the two of them, punching Feng Ao who was shouting, "When will I eat everything?"

Feng Ao was shocked and turned pale. Mana surged from his body, and he was about to use his protective energy to block it. Suddenly, he felt that his whole body was empty, and the mana he released disappeared instantly, as if he had gone to another world.

This is Yang Zhen's little magical power - [Forbidden Law]!

This magical power will be more effective for monks who are not as good as themselves. The greater the difference in realm, the more obvious the effect will be. Feng Ao was only at the middle stage of Jin Dan's cultivation, which was two small realms away from Yang Zhen's peak Jin Dan. He was immediately suppressed and lost all his magic power.

"Bang!" The fist hit Feng Ai's face hard, and the bridge of his nose suddenly collapsed. He was dizzy. Before he could react, the second punch came like a shadow, followed by the third and fourth punch...

After hitting Feng Miao with seventeen or eighteen punches in a row, Yang Zhen sealed his meridians and turned to look at everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

Some of these people don't even know him yet, some know him personally, but their memories still linger on Yang Zhen's death, and some of them heard about what happened in Qingzhou from the Dou family and knew that another golden person had risen in the sect. Elder Dan was both surprised and envious.

But I never expected that in just a few years, Yang Zhen's strength would be so terrifying! The sect's veteran Jindan Grand Elder, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall who was avoided by countless disciples, acted like a child in front of him, helpless to resist!

"Yang Zhen?" An incredulous voice came from the distance, it was Dou Manxiong who had just arrived.

Yang Zhen nodded slightly towards her childhood friend, then turned solemn and shouted loudly:

"My fellow disciples, the Ancestor of the Transformation God will arrive at Yunxiao Peak in the near future. This place cannot be defended!"

The Ancestor of Transformation God is coming? As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.

Since the beginning of the war, although the Yunxiao Sect members have been fighting inextricably with the coalition forces, they have always been worried that the true master will suddenly appear and break the formation in one fell swoop, putting them in a desperate situation. However, as time passed and Patriarch Jiahe never showed up, everyone's worries slowly dissipated.

As a result, today, Master Yang told them that the real master would be coming soon!

Who is not panicking? Who is not afraid?

Hong Zhengli's expression changed, and he didn't understand why Yang Zhen made this news public. If so, wouldn't the situation get out of control? How can they execute the plan they had discussed to transfer some of the elite disciples?

"As for why the ancestor is here now..." Yang Zhen pointed to Feng Ai on the ground and said coldly: "You have to ask our Dean Feng. If Dean Feng hadn't sent an envelope to the ancestor, How can the Zhenguo Seal’s confession, which has been guarding the state of Zhou, break the confinement of the heaven and earth magic circle and visit our land of Jiuzhou?”

"Nonsense-" Feng Ao struggled to raise his head and argued: "The confession is just a confession. What does it have to do with the suppression of the heaven and earth magic circle?"

"Zhou Guo Qiankun personally relayed the golden words of my ancestor to me. As long as our Yunxiao Sect honestly admits its mistake and hands over the murderer of Liang Xiaoyu, our sect will be safe and sound, and the inheritance of the Taoist tradition will not be cut off..."

"With a moment of humiliation, my Yunxiao Sect's foundation will last for ten thousand years. What's wrong with me doing this!"

His voice was hoarse, and his old face turned red, half embarrassed and half angry. Yang Zhen couldn't tell for a moment whether he was just putting on a show or if he was really being deceived.

"Everyone," Yang Zhen bowed her hands to the audience: "Dean Feng's words of defense may be true or false. Let's put them aside. However, a confession stamped with the seal of the state can allow the true ancestor to avoid The oppression of heaven and earth is real and unquestionable. If you think that if you stay in Yunxiao Peak with Dean Feng, you will eventually get immunity from the true ancestor, then that is up to you..."

"If you don't want to stay here, then I have a way to take you out!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and a huge purple copper bell appeared in the air. Then several white lights flashed, and Zhao Yue'er, Qixia, Dandan Zhuzhu and others appeared one after another.

"This bell is a magic weapon," Yang Zhen looked at the stunned people and explained: "There is a universe inside, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of people. If you want to leave here, and don't become a piece of fish on the chopping board, you will If you leave your own destiny to the coalition forces, then..."

"come in!" ……

Come in?

Go inside this bronze bell?

The square fell into silence, and soon, like boiling water, there was a buzz of discussion.

Space treasures that can accommodate living creatures are either spirit beast bags or small worlds.

This purple copper bell is actually a legendary small world?

What kind of fate is this for Master Yang, to actually own a legendary small world?

However, everyone was envious and envious, but no one took action for a while.

Even if it is a small world, it is a small world that has been refined by others. Once you enter it, it means that life and death are in the hands of others.

Even among fellow disciples, few in the world of cultivating immortals are willing to do this.

Furthermore, who knows if what Mr. Yang just said is true? Could it be that he is scaremongering and deliberately trying to deceive everyone?

Surprise, doubt, envy, confusion...

Several more white lights flashed, and Lan Yuanzhen, Lan Caifang and other previously captured monks of the Lan family also appeared on the stone steps.

"Boom -" the crowd roared again. Especially those disciples who had withdrawn from Tianshou Peak were in an excited mood and greeted them one after another.

"Ancestor——"

"Ancestor, are you safe?"

"Third Senior Brother——"

"Caifang——"

The last voice came from Dou Manxiong. The little fat man looked at the Taoist monk who had regained his freedom, his lips trembled and he looked excited.

"I believe Master Yang Zhen...Master," the little fat man waved his fist and shouted loudly: "Master Yang can save the ancestor of the Lan family, and he can also save us. I am willing to go inside the treasure bell and let Master Yang take us away..."

"Master Yang and I have known each other since the beginning of time, and I am willing to entrust my life to him." Another voice shouted, but it was Shen Jiugeng.

"I am Wang Shaoyu, and I joined the sect in the same year as Master Yang. Master Yang is very benevolent and righteous, and will definitely lead everyone to leave safely..."

"I am Yao Yingpei..."

Yang Zhen's former close friends and classmates came forward one after another. They used their actions to strengthen the confidence of more and more people.

The white light kept flashing. When some of the remaining disciples of Tianqian Peak and the sluggish Shuihong who had just been treated appeared, countless doubtful eyes turned into trust and excitement!

"Junior Brother Yang is the true disciple of the ancestor of Xiling. He has a pure nature and extraordinary circumstances. I, Dai Chenghong, am willing to leave this place together with Junior Brother Yang!"

Dai Chenghong's clear and joyful voice echoed in the square: "All the disciples of the Alchemy Academy obey my orders and follow me to take refuge in the treasure bell, and preserve your useful bodies for the future!"

"Disciples of Tianshou Peak obey the order -" Lan Yuanzhan bowed his hands to Yang Zhengong with a grateful face.

"Disciples of Tianshui Peak obey orders——"

"The disciples of the Demon Suppressing Hall obey orders——"

"The disciples of the Zhenguo Hall obey orders——"

"..."

The shouts of orders came one after another, spreading far into the distance. Tens of thousands of disciples opened the door, left their habitat, and flew towards here quickly.

Hong Zhengli's tense expression gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Well, Yang Zhen, since you have such a treasure, please save more people! Take as much as you can take with you!

……

Disciples began to fly toward the Purple Emperor Bell one after another, and with the support of Yang Zhen and Zhao Yue'er, they disappeared into the bell one by one.

Yang Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Mu Risheng, Gu Panxi, Yun Su, and the family golden elixirs. These people's faces were as dark as water, and they remained silent. Even their disciples also stood motionless.

Let them be! Yang Zhen had no intention of forcing them.

At this moment, the entire valley suddenly shook without any warning.

Immediately, a dull roar came from above the head, like thunder, and for an instant it felt like the earth was shattering!

A clear and slightly old voice came through the fifth-level defense formation:

"Yan Xiling, you have only one hundred breaths to come out to see me, otherwise, we will both be destroyed!"

That is the voice of Ancestor Jiahe!

The True God Transformation Lord is indeed here!