Needless to say, the elixirs and even the black stones were all used to restore strength. Seeing the elixirs and black stones in his hands continue to decrease, Yang Zhen's heart ached terribly, but when he thought of going to see the Dragon Suppressing Monument next,
It actually gave him some comfort.
As night falls, the entire Tianlongmen is brightly lit, and you can tell that something big is happening.
The tenth palace, which was originally covered by mist like a mirage, is now slowly becoming reality like an illusion. At the same time, a strong wave suddenly erupts from the tenth palace. Anyone who has cultivated to the Yuan realm can feel it.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rioting.
Yang Zhen walked out of the room and looked up at the tenth palace. The first feeling this palace gave him was that of vicissitudes of life. It was as if he could feel the passage of time from the palace itself. This feeling was very mysterious.
From all the major palaces, many masters flew in the air and headed straight to the tenth palace.
Naturally, Yang Zhen was not idle either. He flew directly with his sword. Along with these people, he met a few acquaintances on the way, but they just glanced at him casually, with disdain in his eyes.
Yang Zhen couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. It seemed that the incident of the battle had been spread, but he didn't know what version of the incident had been adapted.
Five minutes later, Yang Zhen and others arrived in front of the Tenth Palace. After scanning around, they found that there were hundreds of people. Of course, more than 90% of them were Tianlongmen disciples. Needless to say, these people's eyes were full of fire.
Seeing Yang Zhen, many people were surprised, some sneered, and most of them had bad intentions, and several of them glared at him, as if they had some deep hatred against him.
"Isn't this the leader Yang who escaped at noon? What? He was not maimed at noon, and now he comes to ask for a beating?"
Long Huayun already had a grudge against Yang Zhen, so there was no need to think that this guy would take this opportunity to add insult to injury. Seeing the ill-intentioned look on his face, Yang Zhen ignored it and was looking for Long Wei'er in the crowd.
The reason why Yang Zhen came back here was because Long Weier promised him, otherwise he would never come alone to ask for trouble. As the saying goes, a tree needs bark and a person needs face, and Yang Zhen knows what to choose.
Seeing that Yang Zhen ignored him, Long Huayun's face immediately darkened and he walked quickly towards Yang Zhen.
"Boy, are you deaf when I talk to you?"
In normal times, he would not have dared to speak to Yang Zhen like this if he had borrowed Long Huayun's ten bear gall bladders. However, it was different today. Not to mention that there were hundreds of Tianlongmen masters here. The mere fact that this was the Tianlongmen forbidden area was enough to make Yang Zhen
fear.
Yang Zhen was furious, but in the end he chose to endure it. The most important thing now was to find Long Weier and observe the Dragon Suppressing Monument. As for the rest, he could completely ignore it. As the so-called gentleman takes revenge, it is never too late in ten years.
Yang Zhen's continuous ignorance made Long Huayun look ugly. He felt like a clown, jumping up and down and becoming a joke.
Angry in his heart, Long Huayun didn't know where the courage came from. He suddenly grabbed Yang Zhen, intending to kill him with one blow. Yang Zhen, who was originally calm, immediately became heartbroken.
Although Long Huayun was fast, Yang Zhen had already been prepared. His fists and palms collided. Yang Zhen stood still while Long Huayun took three steps back.
"Don't be shameless. I've given you a chance. If you think I'm easy to mess with, I don't mind sending you to hell."
Yang Zhen looked at Long Huayun with a murderous look on his face, warned him, and then suddenly turned around, as if nothing happened just now.
"Oh, you dare to speak nonsense in our Tianlongmen. You are really brave. I want to see what you can do to me."
Just as Yang Zhen was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked his way.
Without thinking, Yang Zhen punched out with a thousand pounds of force. This punch was extremely powerful, almost the strongest punch.
Facing such a fierce punch from Yang Zhen, Long Huacheng's expression changed drastically, and he almost forgot to resist, and vaguely felt that death was approaching him.
But just when Long Huacheng thought he was certain to die, a figure appeared again and suddenly stood in front of him. After suffering the fatal blow, Long Huacheng looked at the back and blurted out: "Young Master."
Yes, the person standing in front of Long Huacheng was none other than Ao Xiu, the young master of the Tianlong Sect. After Yang Zhen's full-strength punch landed on him, the latter actually didn't even move, but he punched.
Yang Zhen was directly knocked back three steps by the powerful force.
Yang Zhen looked at Ao Xiu with a look of disbelief, and was extremely horrified in his heart. He knew very well how powerful his punch was. He said bluntly that he could definitely kill Long Huacheng with one punch, but Ao Xiu actually moved.
They didn't move either. This difference in strength was simply unimaginable, like a chasm.
"You are not welcome here."
Ao Xiu patted the wrinkled clothes and didn't even look at Yang Zhen from beginning to end.
"You think I'm willing to come? If someone hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have bothered to come to such a shabby place."
Ao Xiu snorted: "Don't be so shameless!"
When Yang Zhen heard this, his cold face suddenly showed a smile. He wanted not to offend the other party, but the other party did not give him a chance. The Clay Bodhisattva was still very angry, not to mention Yang Zhen who was already on the verge of rage.
"If you can, bite me!"
Ao Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of sharp eyes suddenly looked at Yang Zhen. At the same time, a faint murderous aura spread out from here. The few people closest to him felt something bad and hurriedly left.
"The eyes are so big, be careful your eyeballs will fall out!"
At this moment, Yang Zhen actually pushed forward, adding fuel to the fire, clearly forcing Ao Xiu to take action. For Yang Zhen, Tianlongmen will be his enemy sooner or later, and if he offends him sooner or later, there is no difference at all.
"You're such a sharp-tongued person, it seems I can't do it without teaching you a lesson."
As soon as Ao Xiu finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the place and reappeared in front of Yang Zhen. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched Yang Zhen. The punch did not seem to have much power, but in fact, this punch
If he punched him, Yang Zhen would lose at least half his life.
Faced with this kind of life and death crisis, the hairs on Yang Zhen's whole body stood up, and the few yuan forces in his body were running wildly, focusing on his fists. Although he didn't know whether he could withstand Ao Xiu's powerful punch, he was also confident in his own strength.
.
"Ao Xiu, stop it."
Just when the two fists were about to collide, a sharp sound suddenly resounded in the hall. Upon hearing the sound, Ao Xiu's face changed slightly and he looked up to where the sound came from.
Wearing a long white dress and dressed like a fairy, Long Wei'er suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall. At this moment, her face was full of anger, and in her white hands, she held a palm-sized pure gold token.
"Hmph, I didn't expect that you would actually use the Head Token for this kid, but let me tell you, this is the last time you will use the Head Token. Without the Head Token, I'll see how you can escape from my grasp."