"Don't, don't!" Fan Yuan begged with despair on his face.
Several people were unmoved, and the powerful man in the divine realm was about to kill him with great power.
"It's Zhou Yang, yes, it's Zhou Yang, he entered this place!" Fan Yuan suddenly shouted.
The rich man waved his hand to stop everyone, and asked coldly: "Please tell me more clearly, how can he enter?"
At this moment, a giant golden door suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a handsome young man slowly walked out of it.
"You, you, you!" Mr. Yun and Mr. Fu were stunned at first, then took a few steps back, pointing at the person who came, speechless.
"Aren't you looking for Zhou? I'm here." Zhou Yang smiled.
But to the people outside, this smile looked as terrifying as coming from hell.
Fan Yuan, who was already on the verge of collapse, was so frightened that he sat on the ground, his face turned ashen.
"You, your cultivation..." Fu Laoqiang calmed down and asked in a dry voice.
A few years ago, the person in front of him had just entered the early stage of False God, and he was not enough to look at in front of him.
But judging from the current aura, it is far better than myself and Old Ghost Yun, then he...
"It's better if you die to understand." Zhou Yang nodded, and the aura around him suddenly exploded, and a strong wind blew up in the entire underground world, and everyone's robes rustled in the wind.
"You, you, Yu, Yushen Realm! No, impossible, absolutely impossible!" The old man screamed in horror, as if he was crazy.
Zhou Yang's aura was released with all his strength, which was far from being comparable to that of a powerful person at the peak of False God, let alone a God Emperor who had just reached the peak.
Elder Yun Fu and others had only seen the peak of the false god like the God Emperor. The aura of the person in front of him was much stronger than that of the God Emperor. Elder Fu naturally thought that Zhou Yang had achieved the realm of God Control.
At the same time, three ghost attendants and two puppets suddenly sprang out, each taking action like lightning.
Even though Ren Yun and Fu had the peak cultivation level of the late Virtual God, they were not even scum in front of the real God-level puppets.
"Keep your breath." Zhou Yang scolded lightly.
In just a moment, Yun, Fu Erlao, another powerful man in the divine realm, and seven or eight golden elixir great perfection and demigod masters were all restrained.
As his level increased, even the God Emperor became his clone. Zhou Yang was no longer too lazy to pay attention to the trivial matters in the imperial court, and had no intention of searching for souls at all.
He closed his eyes and secretly used the Mahayana Destiny to Suo Yuan Gong and the final chapter to Suo Mystic Technique.
The lowest level for practicing this technique is the peak of False God. Although he has not survived the catastrophe, his level and strength are enough.
Yun, Fu Erlao and others couldn't move, and they didn't know what Zhou Yang was going to do, but it was definitely not a good thing, and their eyes were full of panic.
After a moment, an inexplicable force surrounded everyone, causing their consciousness to gradually fade away. The true energy, soul power and divine power in their bodies all surged out uncontrollably and floated towards Zhou Yang.
"This, this is the mysterious technique!" Although Mu Han has never practiced this technique, she is already an elder of the Celestial Clan, so she naturally knows this evil secret technique of her own.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang had already successfully cultivated it. It seemed that General Zhongda had given Zhou Yang his only god-level technique.
Not only did Zhou Yang obtain a god-level skill, Mu Han would be even more shocked if he knew that he also had a god-level skill.
Not long after, Yun Fu, Fan Yuan and others had turned into mummies.
Zhou Yang exhaled comfortably, it felt so good.
The magic formula in his body changed and he began to perform the secret technique of blood refining again.
Condensing essence and blood requires not only a large amount of flesh and blood energy, but also soul power, divine power, and the true essence of life.
The Mysterious Suo method is a useful complement to the Heavenly Clan's blood refining technique. It can be said that they complement each other and promote each other.
Of course, Yan Xixiong's drop of essence and blood also has huge energy, and is more suitable for condensing into a large amount of essence and blood.
However, the essence and blood at the peak of the God Control Realm is extremely precious, so it is better to save it for those who can break through the realm.
In just half an hour, there were ten more drops of blood in his body.
Naturally, Yun and Fu could not let go of their treasures, and they were all taken out of their bodies by Zhou Yang.
Not bad, there are more than a dozen first-grade divine treasures, two quasi-middle-grade divine treasures, a large number of seventh-grade divine stones, and many god-level materials.
"Boy, it seems that you got a lot of benefits from being in the secret room at the bottom of the river!" Mu Zifeng did not enter the secret room at the bottom of the river, and did not know what kind of opportunities Zhou Yang got. But even he was envious of this mysterious technique.
Zhou Yang ignored him, but turned to Mu Han and said, "Are you ready?"
What he asked was naturally about overcoming the tribulation.
"It should be no problem." Mu Han nodded.
"Boy, what's your attitude? Are you going to burn bridges?" Mu Zifeng quit, rolled his eyes, and asked sternly.
"Senior, the catastrophe is about to be overcome, can we talk about it later?" Zhou Yang had no choice but to use him later, so he had to speak softly and gently.
"Hmph, don't forget my old man's kindness to you. It's good for you to think of me!" Mu Zifeng reminded with a cold snort.
"Haha, this is natural, this is natural. Oh, by the way, senior, the junior has to survive the third level of heavenly tribulation, and even the middle-grade divine treasure is unbearable, so the senior has to take action and set up a defensive formation."
"Didn't you get a great opportunity, and you still need me?" Mu Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately became energetic.
Damn it, if you use me this time, how can I, the old man, do it in vain?
"Senior, as long as you help the two of us survive the catastrophe, you can do whatever you want." Zhou Yang said in a very grand voice.
"You are self-aware. Huh? What are you talking about? Help you two overcome the disaster!" Mu Zifeng curled his lips and raised his head high, but suddenly remembered something and opened his triangular eyes again.
"She is the catastrophe in the middle stage of False God. For you, old man, it's just a blink of an eye." Zhou Yang flattered her.
"That's natural. But whoever uses me will have to pay accordingly." Mu Zifeng said disdainfully.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Zhou Yang nodded repeatedly, and at the same time, his figure moved towards the chaotic passage, followed closely by the two puppets and the three ghost attendants.
Mu Han sat on the back of the giant demon and followed.
"Suppress your breath first and go to Yufeng Mountain to overcome the tribulation." Zhou Yang turned around and said.
"Understood." Mu Han nodded.
Outside is a mortal country without a trace of spiritual energy. Even near the ten cities of Dingbei, the vitality of heaven and earth is not very strong, and it is not suitable for overcoming the tribulation at all.
The closest suitable location is Yufeng Mountain, which is also in the north.
Of course, Dingbei is hundreds of millions of miles away from Yufeng Mountain. In the past, even long-distance transmission would have taken several days.
But today is different from the past. Not only is Zhou Yang already a master at the peak of Virtual God, but he has also initially understood the rules of space. He can reach hundreds of thousands of miles with just one step.
If you plunder with all your strength, you will be hundreds of thousands of miles away in an instant.
So this distance is nothing to him.
