My master is a god

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update my master is the latest chapter of the gods!The impact of one gold and one black erupted a wave of air that was visible to the naked eye, and a rumbling radiated centered on Yang Yiyun and Yuan Chen Huan.

The surrounding vegetation was catalyzed to shattered by such a huge air wave.

Yang Yiyun's 30-meter-tall Faxiang body was under the huge wave of air, and couldn't help but retreat back to the gate of the city.

And Yuan Chen Huan and Black Scale Python don’t easily move backwards...

Both sides are equally divided.

However, Yang Yiyun knew that he was only a bit short after all. Although the longevity supreme’s seal was strong, the three major seals were displayed. The disadvantage is that one seal consumes zhenqi and soul than one seal, plus the dragon scale talisman was activated before. Most of the power in his body has dissipated, but at this moment he is a little weak.

On the other hand, Yuan Chen Huan, he could actually use the power of the black scale python demon. The previous attack was obviously fused with the power of the black scale python. The two-in-one power collided with his supreme longevity supernatural powers, and it was forcibly resolved. He was attacked by the Second Yincheng Dao of Changsheng Supreme.

Looking at Yuan Chenhuan's face at the moment, it seemed that his face was not flushed or breathless, and it was not affected much.

Think about it, the old immortal Yuan Chen Huan can completely make the black scale python launch an attack, and he himself only needs a small amount of power to take the lead to fight, in this case, it is obviously Yuan Chen Huan that has the advantage.

After Yang Yiyun thought of this, his heart sank.

The power in his body is limited, but Yuan Chenhuan, the old immortal, can use external force. If this fight continues, Yang Yiyun knows that he will lose.

At this moment, Yuan Chen Huan laughed and said: "Yang Yiyun's little second is nothing more than that, now that you obediently surrender to the feet of the old man can make you look better, otherwise, just wait for the old man to tear down your bones and pull them out. Your skin, refine your soul, give Lu Yanzhi to the old man as soon as possible, otherwise... die."

After Yuan Chen Huan combined the power of the black scale python, he was determined that he was an old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years. With the collision of magical powers just now, he naturally saw that Yang Yiyun's power was insufficient, and sooner or later he would lose.

Thinking of this, Yuan Chen began to attack his heart.

Standing on the head of the black scaled python, the black scaled python suddenly thought of Yang Yiyun to swim and attack.

Yang Yiyun held his face in his heart and grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and communicated with the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit in his mind. What he could do at this time was to use all means to fight against the old immortal Yuanchen's illusion. He knew it for a long time. There is no overflow, but there is no way.

Behind him is the inner city, there are even more terrifying and unknown existences in the inner city, and they can only fight with Yuan Chen.

Fortunately, his insights just now let him know that the seal of magical powers in "Twelve Supremes" has a new purpose. If you can use the magical powers on the Dragon Slaying Sword, you can try it. If you can, you will be able to emit more powerful power. Only by beheading the black scale python to have a chance.

The Dragon Sword Sword Spirit has always existed, but he was too arrogant and never took the initiative to come out. It has been a long time since the last communication with the Dragon Sword Spirit. He still can only mobilize 60% of the profound yellow sword spirit in the Dragon Sword.

Now that hundreds of years have passed, he wants to communicate with Dragon Sword Spirit to see if he can achieve perfection with the Huang Jianqi. If he passes, he will have the strength to fight against Yuan Chen.

It is also very fortunate that Yuan Chen Huan has been restricted in its cultivation base in the region below the Tribulation Period, and has always been suppressed in the Great Perfection Realm of the Tribulation Period. Otherwise, if the cultivation base of the Old Immortal Three Transition Earth Immortal had been killed, he would have been killed in seconds.

In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that compared with ordinary monks, his current strength plus various methods were fully qualified to challenge ordinary Dzogchen monks.

It was Yuan Chenhuan, an old poison that suppressed the cultivation base, and it always made him frightened.

From the beginning of the combined stage, I couldn’t even dare to think about it, and now I’m at the perfect level of the combined stage. I have realized the three seals of the second longevity of "Twelve Supremes" and the Black Lotus Sword Art. Four transformations into eight, eight wastes into one...

His strength and cultivation base have been constantly improving.

However, even if there were immortal stones and dragon scale talismans, they still struggled against Shang Yuanchen, even unable to fight.

What's more, after the old undead recovered from his injuries, he even found a black scale python of the high lord level, which made him feel depressed, and almost forced him to breathe a little bit.

Now I can only try all available means to fight Yuanchen's magical method.

Holding the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, he communicated with the sword spirit and said: "Sword spirit..."

Sword Spirit shouted, without any response.

"Knock me to death again, I will kill you." Yang Yiyun felt fire in his heart, and the Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit had clearly surrendered, but this guy was still as arrogant as before, ignored his master, and seemed to never look down on himself.

"Master, what's the matter?" Sword Spirit's voice finally sounded lazily in Yang Yiyun's mind.

"What are you talking about, I'm in dire straits, what else can I do? No nonsense, let me ask you if I can use the Dragon Slaying Sword ten percent of the profound yellow sword energy?" Yang Yiyun asked directly.

Yang Yiyun, the Dragon Slaying Sword who couldn't see through to the old man, was also helpless. I really didn't know if he was holding a magic weapon or a grandfather?

It is said that the spirit sword has spirit and can automatically protect its master, but the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword has never taken the initiative to help its master, and is always silent.

It seems that he is always asleep like the old man, never jumping out by himself.

This made Yang Yiyun feel that his magic weapon was an uncle.

He always felt that the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword hadn't exerted one-tenth of the power so far, and every battle relied on the strength of the Dragon Slaying Sword itself to smash an enemy.

The spiritual power in it has not been exerted at all.

The only Xuanhuang Sword Qi can only play 60%. As his cultivation level improves, the 60% Xuanhuang Sword Qi is simply not enough.

Listening to Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit's lazy words at this moment, Yang Yiyun was very angry.

If it wasn't for the old man who couldn't understand the origin of the Dragon Slaying Sword, Yang Yiyun had long replaced it if he believed that the Dragon Slaying Sword was a treasure.

After speaking at the sword spirit angrily, he waited for the sword spirit to answer.

Just listen to Jian Ling casually said: "Oh... yes, I will open the seal of the remaining 40% of the profound yellow sword qi to my master, and then I will be able to exert 100% of the strength of the profound yellow sword qi."

"It can be used long ago?" Listening to the sword spirit's words, Yang Yiyun almost vomited a mouthful of old blood to roar: "Why didn't I use it long ago?"

"Master, you didn't ask, my strength is too strong. You use the power of the mysterious yellow sword energy for this little cultivation base. To be honest, if you hold the powerful Dragon Slayer sword at all, it is a waste. The cultivation base is too low. I can’t exert my strength, and I can’t take the initiative to use sword energy for you. First, you can’t control it, and second, it will damage me and it’s not in the interest. So that’s it.”

Sword Spirit's answer made Yang Yiyun sigh in his heart, becoming even more irritated, but he couldn't say anything.

Because according to what this guy said, he was not qualified to use the Dragon Slaying Sword at all, and now this situation is barely manageable.

I don't have time to get angry, and I can't find a suitable reason.

Sword Spirit's speech was still as cheap as before, with contempt in his words, and his despised cultivation base was scum.

It is really uncomfortable to stop in Yang Yiyun's ears. He is now in the perfect state of perfection, and he can be considered as a high-level cultivator in the cultivation world, but he is a scum in the mouth of Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit.

Qi returned to Qi Yang Yiyun was certain that the level of the Dragon Slaying Sword was very likely to reach a level that he could not even imagine.

At this moment, Yuan Chen Huan had driven the black scale python to swim, Yang Yiyun was too late to talk with the Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit, and snorted coldly: "Kaifeng..."

"as you wish."

After the sword spirit's words fell, the Dragon Slaying Sword Yang Yiyun held in his hand trembled suddenly, and a deep sword screamed.

"Om..."

The groan was long and quiet, and Yang Yiyun even heard the sound of dragon life faintly.

The Dragon Sword erupted with a brilliant silver light, turned into a small sun, and then exuded a biting chill, making Yang Yiyun couldn't help but shiver.

"Roar……"

At this time, the black scaled python, driven by Yuan Chen Huan, roared at Yang Yiyun, opened his mouth in the blood basin, and spit out an incomparably foul smelling gas.

Yang Yiyun has the body of law, but he is not afraid of the black scale python's poison, but he can't withstand the attack of Yuanchen fantasy and the black scale python's fusion power. Motivated Zhen Qi to Slay the Dragon Sword.

At the next moment, the Dragon Sword shook, and it quaked. The powerful sword aura seemed to diffuse, and the chill caused the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.

Standing on the head of the black scale python, Yuan Chen Huan suddenly felt the breath of the sword in Yang Yiyun's hand, and couldn't help but shudder.