My master is a god

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update my master is the latest chapter of the gods!Back then, the old man said that "The Curse of the Pure Sun" is to use the natal deity to urge the display, and the mystery is endless.

At this time, Yang Yiyun didn't care about anything. If a dead horse is a living horse doctor, then try.

Anyway, the power of the ancestor of the soul can't get into his soul.

It is also the power of the primordial spirit to deal with the ancestor of the soul, and the pure sun curse is the most suitable.

However, after the Pure Sun Scorching Sun curse came out with the mind of the natal god, his soul suddenly opened his eyes, and the runes came out from his mouth one by one, obscure and mysterious.

The whole body shines with golden light...

It is getting more and more dazzling, like the sun, the light shines out...

And at this moment, Yang Yiyun also felt that there was a powerful and unparalleled aura exuding from the natal deity. He had never felt this kind of aura before.

Of course, his own destiny statue, he has been hidden in the depths of Dao Yuan, seldom used it, and never paid attention to it.

But today is a little different.

It seems that there is a certain roar between the original god and the natal god.

This is a strange but reasonable feeling. It seems that there is a unity between the soul and the deity.

I don't know if it's an illusion, it just feels that after the soul opened his eyes, after he urged the natal god to chant the scorching sun curse, there was a reaction between the two.

It sounds magical.

Moreover, he has a strong consciousness that the natal deity image should be merged with the primordial spirit. The natal deity image is not the same as the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Gate of Youdu. It should not stay in the Universe Daoyuan, and should stay in the Sea of ​​Consciousness to synchronize with the Primordial God.

This is the right way.

Of course, Yang Yiyun's feeling is only a strong one. Whether it is feasible or not can be known if he has tried it.

But at this moment, he used his natal deity to urge the Pure Sun Curse, but it had already played a role.

Under the light of Wan Dao Jing, he himself clearly felt the tremendous change.

The dementor ancestor shot him, and a yin and evil spirit ran straight into his sea of ​​consciousness towards the soul.

Yang Yiyun had to admit that this old immortal method was indeed a bit weird. He said that this soul-destining domain plus the figure of his dangling shot before, chased after the shot but fell into the formation, with seven or eight air currents. He got into his body, unable to move, and even the sea of ​​consciousness was invaded.

If it turns into someone else, it's really good to be a prisoner at this time, just waiting for the soul-defying ancestor to control life and death.

But fortunately, he Yang Yiyun is not easy to provoke, and unlike anyone else, his soul is stronger than ordinary people. This is the foundation, and there is an extraordinary natal god, time is unique, and the old man He taught him the Pure Sun Curse and several magical secrets that were specially used to fight against the spirits...

The ancestor of the soul-catching encounters Yang Yiyun, which is considered to be a nemesis.

I would never have imagined that Yang's methods in this regard...

So the tragedy happened.

The power of the pure sun curse to masculinity is moved by the mind of the natal god, and urged by the power of the original spirit, and it is specifically aimed at the yin and evil energy...

After Yang Yiyun Yuanshen opened his eyes, the yin and evil aura that got in from the sea of ​​consciousness within the body was clearly visible, and the breath of the soul-destining ancestor evaporated in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of golden light erupted from the inside to the outside, turning Yang at this moment into a holy god, like a god of heaven, the natal god statue suspended behind him, his hands were sealed, and the curse of the pure sun was moved, like an obscure and mysterious sky. Voice of...

It broke out with him as the center...

It grew bigger and bigger, and wherever the light went, the chaos in the soul-catching realm began to collapse.

"what……"

Suddenly, there was a scream of pain.

Yang Yiyun heard clearly that these voices were the voices of the ancestors of the soul-deterring.

At this time, his heart was right.

Unexpectedly, the pure sun curse passed down by the old man plus the natal idol would have such a miraculous effect in response to this situation.

The yin and evil power that the soul-storing ancestors invaded in the sea of ​​kung fu consciousness immediately evaporated, the cold power in his body also dissipated, and his numb body returned to normal.

At this moment Yang Yiyun had great confidence.

Facing the methods of the ancestor of the soul, he knew how to deal with it. Indeed, this old immortal is such a powerful method that ordinary people have long been taken down.

But it was a pity that Yang Yiyun, who ran into him, not only possessed the Pure Sun Curse and other secret methods specifically aimed at divine souls, but also had the blessing of the deity of natal life.

It seems that it was born to restrain the ancestors of the soul capture.

All things reproduce and restrain each other, and the magical powers of the world have attributes, and naturally there will be a way of restraining each other, but it is usually difficult to encounter, but today he is a coincidence when he shoots, directly defeating the soul-saving ancestor.

Hearing the screams of the ancestors of the souls, Yang Yiyun's heart was dark and refreshing, and he increased the urging of the power of the soul, and the bright golden light of the eruption of his own idol was once again spread out.

And the natal god chanting the Pure Sun Spelling Curse did not stop, and continued to spit out obscure and mysterious notes.

Yang knows that if it goes on at this speed, it won't take long for the soul-stealing ancestors to collapse.

Where the golden light passed, the chaotic fog quickly collapsed, revealing its original appearance...

It was also at this time that Yang Yiyun clearly felt the location of the ancestor of the soul.

This old immortal is a hundred meters away from behind him...

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and someone Yang roared: "Open~"

The power of the soul burst instantly.

"Boom~"

After a loud noise, the golden light suddenly broke out where the natal idol passed, and the entire chaos dissipated in the next moment.

In other words, the dementing realm under the ancestor of dementing completely collapsed.

Sure enough, he still stood still.

The ancestor of the soul-seating was 100 meters behind him, and Yang Yiyun could see clearly when he turned around at this moment.

Yang Yiyun saw the ancestor of the dementor, and the ancestor of the demention naturally saw Yang Yiyun turning around and looking at him.

The dementing realm was broken, the old man's complexion was extremely ugly, the corners of his mouth were bloody and his eyes were red, but at this moment it was bleeding from the seven orifices, and he never expected that the dementing realm he was so proud of would be such a junior. It's broken.

And what's terrible is that the golden light that was full of power and masculinity just now, the mysterious notes, the sound of the ancient bell ringing, all were aimed at his dementing power, and they were simply natural nemesis.

and also……

The most terrifying thing to the ancestor of the soul is the phantom that emerges behind that kid!

The ancestor of the soul can naturally see what it means...

That is a thing of life.

The monks in the world all have their own destiny, like the transformation of a lawful aura, or the sky, sun, moon and stars, or artifacts, etc., but he has never seen or heard that whose destiny is actually himself of?

That person with a phantom shadow is not a form, it is a real life thing.

The boy's destiny is himself.

As an old monster who has cultivated countless hours, he knows what it means when he thinks about it carefully. The thing of life is itself, that is, the celestial phenomenon of the unity of all paths, the way of cultivation, and everything can be summoned to merge.

Such a freak, really...

In short, the ancestor of the soul-seating is a bit weak at this moment.

But think about it, this kid is only a fairy monarch after all, no matter how many magical abilities he has, his realm is not high, and the power he can exert is limited.

If these people are let go today, they will be a real evil in the future and must be eliminated.

Thinking of this, the dementor ancestor gritted his teeth and suddenly spit blood on the skeleton cane.

"Puff~"

The skeleton cane is a masterpiece, and then the soul-grabbing ancestor raised the sky and roared: "The soul-grabbing method, God's punishment, ah... roar~"

With a sound of closing, thunder was real in the sky, and dark clouds were forming in an instant.

Under the gathering of the billowing dark clouds, the ancestor of the dementor suddenly lifted the skeleton crutches in his hand to point to the huge dark cloud in the sky, and shouted again: "The three worlds of the dementor, the gods~ come~"

"Boom, click~"

...

When Yang Yiyun looked, he saw the dark clouds above the sky turning into a monster figure in the tumbling, and when the soul-destining ancestor roared and closed, a pair of huge eyes suddenly appeared and stared at him.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun felt locked in.

But he is not afraid, because he can feel that the power that the old thing still displays is the power of evil: "I am not dead, it is time for me to fight back~"

Yang Yiyun murmured in his mouth and opened his mouth slowly the next moment: "The way of heaven is clear, the way of law is in front, there is inspiration, all things in this courtyard, turning dragons into spirits, all six directions, are for the heavenly dragon, the eight heavenly dragons, and the dragons blast through the sky. The world, the descendant, the heavens and dragons are mingling, the Three Realms are Taiqing...