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Chapter 370 I Don't Want To Talk To A Single Dog!

The flowers bloom for a moment, and they are so beautiful!

Hua Youyue smiled like a flower, with a calm smile on her face, and a sweet and glutinous fragrance was lingering in the air.

Buzz —!

All the auras in the world seemed to be condensed, and a beautiful flash of cereus shone brightly, slowly came to Yang Zhen, and was imprinted into Yang Zhen's sea of ​​eyebrows in the horror of everyone.

Yang Zhen was shocked, looked at Hua Youyue in surprise and asked, "Little girl, what are you doing?"

Hua Youyue smiled quietly, shook her head and said, "From today, Hua Youyue is Hua Youyue. If you are not the Saint of Three Flowers, you will not be able to become the Saint of Three Flowers."

Yang Zhen was overjoyed and nodded and said, "That's right. You are you, the only one in the world. What the hell is the Three Flower Saint? This kind of three-point soul is simply the most nonsensical technique. A person is divided into three people. Since they all form their own sanity, wouldn't it be cruel to return to their positions again?"

Hua Youyue nodded with a smile. Just as she was about to speak, the holy soul suddenly snorted coldly and looked at it and said, "What do you know? It's a flash in the pan. Although Hua Youyue broke the ban on the Three Flowers Ancient Classics and dedicated her life to you, she..."

Speaking of this, the holy-level soul looked at Hua Youyue with a strange expression, and then said, "But now she only has ten years of life left. Unless she can become a saint within ten years, or get a treasure of life in heaven and earth, then... she will definitely die!"

"What?" Yang Zhen looked shocked and stared at Hua Youyue and said, "Is what she said true?"

Hua Youyue nodded, but the smile on her face remained unchanged, and she slowly said: "Ten years are enough!"

"Yes!" The holy soul sighed: "Ten years are indeed enough!"

Yang Zhen looked cold and stared at the holy soul and asked, "What does it mean?"

What is ten years enough?

Ten years are nothing enough. None of the great saints is not an existence that has been practicing for a hundred years and a thousand years. Not to mention Hua Youyue, even Yang Zhen cannot guarantee that he will be able to break through to the great saint realm within ten years.

Oh shit!

Yang Zhen suddenly felt a little irritated and had the urge to destroy the ancient classics of the Lao Shi Sanhua.

The Saint-level soul didn't know what Yang Zhen was thinking, so he glanced at Yang Zhen and said slowly: "Ten years are naturally enough, because you forced to comprehend the Heavenly Order and realized two steps at once. Now, although your physical injuries have recovered, your soul is injured, but it is extremely difficult to repair."

As he said that, the holy soul took a deep breath and said, "In fact, ten years have passed, because you only have three years of life, unless you can cultivate to the realm of the Great Saint within three years."

“…”

Yang Zhen looked at the holy soul speechlessly: "Grass!"

After three years of cultivation to the Great Saint realm, it is not enough to even cheat. The improvement of this realm is different from the improvement of cultivation. Even though Yang Zhen tried every means to eat all the heavenly treasures that could be eaten in the world, he forced his cultivation to the level of the Great Saint. The realm was not something that could be raised just by raising it.

Ghost knows how many times it takes to become a saint!

When everyone present heard the words of the Saint-level Divine Soul, they were shocked and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange look. Everyone had different expressions on their faces.

Yang Zhen turned his head blankly to look at the bastard and asked hesitantly: "Damn, I only have three years left to live?"

The little cat grinned and nodded and said, "You can feel it yourself!"

Yang Zhen was stunned, immersed in his body, with a strange look on his face.

If you treat the soul as an apple, Yang Zhen’s apples are already half gnawed, and they are still the kind of dog-getting, crooked and twilling, not ugly!

"Damn..."

Yang Zhen looked confused. These nine steps of the Heavenly Order were simply a pit. Although it looked awkward, the side effects were too great.

The body of the holy soul became more and more illusory. He smiled and said to Yang Zhen: "Did you feel it? How about it? Have you ever regretted it?"

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a look of surprise, and looked at each other and shook their heads.

What can I do if I save it? In the end, Hua Youyue has only ten years of life left, and Yang Zhen is even more miserable, and she has only three years to live.

A group of people stared at Yang Zhen, with only three years of life left, how could they not regret it?

Many people even began to gloat and looked at Yang Zhen with a playful look, and they couldn't even blink their eyes, for fear of missing out on Yang Zhen's face.

At this moment, even Hua Youyue became nervous. Although she could still look at Yang Zhen quietly, no one could see that she was intricate.

"Yang Zhen..." Mo Xueling shouted in a low voice.

Yang Zhenru woke up from her dream and glanced at Mo Xueling. Her expression became strange. She turned to look at the holy soul and asked, "You said... if you can find the treasure of life in heaven and earth, can the little girl's life span be made up?"

The holy soul nodded and looked at Yang Zhen curiously: "Hua Youyue is different from you. She is now a complete soul, so..."

"Then you said it earlier..." Yang Zhen grinned and walked towards Hua Youyue step by step: "Damn it, this makes this sacred sage your heart pound."

Everyone looked at each other in a daze, obviously confused by Yang Zhen's reaction, and didn't know what Yang Zhen wanted to do.

Even the Saint-level Soul and Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, wanting to speak but stopping.

Yang Zhen came to Hua Youyue, pressed her hands on her shoulders, and said, "Little Gu Liang, your life is already connected to this Sao Sheng?"

Hua Youyue nodded and said, "My life and death only need one thought of you!"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "That's good. If I want you to live for ten thousand years or twenty thousand years, would you just have to think about it?"

Hua Youyue's expression was stunned, and a dim look flashed in her eyes.

Everyone next to him looked at each other in surprise.

"Is this Yang really stupid? Hua Youyue's life in his hands is true, but it's easy to die now. If you want her to have a child, how is this possible!"

"It's not impossible. If you can upgrade to the realm of the Great Saint within ten years, you can live?"

"The Great Sage Realm?" Everyone shook their heads: "How to improve? Do you dream?"

Everyone sighed: "Yang Zhen is obviously confused by the authorities and is stupid!"

At this time, Hua Youyue wanted to speak but stopped, and suddenly she felt a burst of her body, and her pair of lively eyes suddenly widened.

Yang Zhen snapped his fingers, and a terrifying breath of life suddenly burst out, rushing out in all directions, making everyone's eyes almost pop out.

"The tree of immortality!" The holy soul shook so much that he looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief: "You actually have an ancient tree of life, what do you... want to do?"

The little cat's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "Damn, why did I forget the immortal tree? With the immortal tree here, the little girl will be perfect!"

Speaking of this, the little cat looked dark: "But bitch Yang has no hope."

Yang Zhen glanced at the saplings floating in the air, wiped off the blood stains that were overflowing from the wounds of the immortal tree because he forcibly stripped away the wounds of the immortal tree, and said with a smile: "Little Gunliang, you have been trapped in the hands of this Sao Sheng in this life. You are so beautiful. How about this Sao Sheng giving you a token of love!"

As he said that, Yang Zhen reached out and pressed Hua Youyue's shocked expression, pressed the immortal tree between Hua Youyue's eyebrows.

Hua Youyue groaned, and a huge wave of life suddenly burst out from her body.

"Yang Zhen, you...why are you doing this?" The holy soul smiled bitterly.

Yang Zhen rolled her eyes: "You don't understand, and... I don't want to talk to single dogs!"
Chapter completed!
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