My master is a god

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update my master is the latest chapter of the gods!Yang Yiyun was a little strange. Although he felt a lot of life aura from high in the sky, he didn't see anyone there.

You can also choose a forest where you fly down. In fact, you don't want to communicate with other creatures.

But he didn't expect someone to call him as soon as he landed.

When he turned around and looked around, he found that three people were not far away.

To be precise, it is a dilemma for a woman, calling him a man.

All are gods.

Two junior gods and one intermediate gods.

However, Yang Yiyun was not sure if the other party was calling him, turned his head and looked over, did not speak, with doubts.

"Hey, it's you, what about you~" the middle-level god-man headed said again.

"Me?" Yang Yiyun stretched out his finger and pointed to his face to confirm.

"Yes, it's you, is there anyone else here besides you?" The middle-ranked god-man headed by the speech had already walked over.

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes, and he could see that although he was still himself, there was no respect in his eyes.

Of course, the situation is still unclear now, and it is not clear whether these three people are the Ascended Clan or the Celestial Clan.

In fact, the Celestial Race and the Ascended Race are both humans, but the latter is an evolutionary ascendant family, while the former Celestial Race was born in the heavens.

Birth decides everything.

It's no wonder that the Celestials do not see the Ascendant.

One thing Yang Yiyun had made a mistake was actually the practice of the Celestial Race.

What he had heard from Liu Yemei before was that the Celestial Clan is not good at cultivating, and the stage of birth is what stage. This understanding is absolutely wrong.

According to Yi Qianxing, this speech is a sand sculpture speech.

As the highest group in the Three Realms, the Celestial Race is excellent in every aspect, so how could it not be able to cultivate?

Later Yang Yiyun thought about the same reason.

Moreover, according to Yi Qianxing’s statement, the Celestial Race is not incapable of cultivating, but instead of practicing. Long ago, they were born as the Celestial Race, and they considered it to be the most powerful tribe in the Three Realms. There was no need to cultivate. That is arrogance and laziness.

But one day after the ascended clan appeared, the laziness of the celestial clan was broken.

The ascendant clan is diligent and terrible. After practicing with anger and strength, many geniuses have appeared, and many powerful people have been achieved. They have indeed surpassed the Celestial Race in a certain period and stepped on the superiority of the Celestial Race.

It is precisely for this reason that there was a battle between the Celestial Race and the Ascended Race.

In the words of Yi Qianxing, although the Celestial Clan is still not as diligent as the Ascended Clan in cultivation, it is never before. Everyone knows the realm of pursuit and power, because the level of cultivation determines the status and ability. The magical powers of heaven.

Who is so stupid not to practice?

Moreover, after the emperor ruled the heavens, there was a very strict hierarchical system, and the low-ranking celestial beings would salute when they saw the high-ranking celestial beings.

Therefore, Yi Qianxing said: The person who said these things to you decided to be an old antique who survived the last epoch. Now that more than ten million years have passed, great changes have taken place in the heavens of the gods.

Times have changed, and so has the Celestial Race.

As for the ascendant clan, after an era, it has actually come to an end.

why?

Because under the rule of the Celestial Clan, the Ascenders did not ascend, and the Celestial Clan itself is the main group of the Celestial Realm. In terms of numbers, they far exceed the Ascended Clan.

After so many years, being compressed by the Celestial Race in the Northern God Realm is almost in a state of being unable to look up, and in order to survive, many Ascendant races have long been integrated into the Celestial Race, but they are a bit shorter than the Celestial Race.

There really aren't many ascenders who can hold on, but some protoss headed by Fuxi are still holding on.

In other words, waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting for an opportunity to allow the Protoss to walk upright in the heavens.

And his Yang Yiyun is this opportunity.

At that time, Yang Yiyun just smiled after hearing this from Yi Qianxing's mouth. He thought it was impossible for the gods to be so miserable, right?

Didn't take it seriously.

But then, after he contacted these few people, he knew that Yi Qianxing said that the misery of the Protoss was not fake, and even said that it was less.

From the next moment, he finally saw the reality of the gods.

In addition, he was worried that he would encounter the problem of being recognized after the Celestial Race, but Yi Qianxing said at the time, don't worry too much. You are being targeted by the Emperor, it can only be regarded as the official target of the Celestial Race. There are countless Celestial Races. Every celestial race is loyal to the emperor, and the emperor’s place is only the orthodox of the celestial race, known as the 33rd Heavenly Hall. People who come out of the 33rd Heavenly Hall have a characteristic of wearing heaven armor.

The rest of the celestial races are also in their own state of cultivation, and some ancient celestial races are very powerful in power and strength. Even the emperor dare not easily offend him. For the emperor, you will compete with him in the gods in the future. The threat of the Lord, for other ancient Celestial forces, they have no grudges against you.

Even in the last era, some ancient celestial races were very fond of the gods of the universe, and recognized the power of the gods of the universe. The two races should coexist peacefully instead of fighting each other.

Yi Qianxing had talked with him about these words, but Yang Yiyun did not express any opinions after listening.

There are some things that he needs to see with his own eyes, and then he can make judgments after going to the manager.

...

Many thoughts flashed through Yang Yiyun's mind. He looked at this mid-level god who was only in his twenties and said, "What are you looking for?"

"All said, we still have one person to enter the ancient battlefield. Of course, we are looking for you because we want you to join us. Is there anything else you don't want? The kid tells you that this middle-level celestial being belongs to the celestial race. , Tiancheng Qianjia Qishao, Qiandong Lord, you are a blessing for your kid to be able to see you, so thank you Qiandong Lord."

Well, the typical eunuch next to the emperor.

A middle-aged man next to him spoke, and he almost knelt and licked it like that.

The other woman did not speak, but frowned when she watched Yang Yiyun.

On the other hand, the intermediary Tianren Qiandong who was flattered by the middle-aged gods and men did not say a word and acquiesced to the middle-aged people's words.

In the heavens, it is true that the celestial race goes out. It must be taller in front of the protoss people. His thousand holes are a general public in the celestial race, but it is noble in front of the protoss people. When coming to the ancient battlefield, many people will bring a few A cannon fodder went in to prevent accidents. He immediately found two gods by his side, but he still felt that the more the better. When he was about to enter the ancient battlefield, he found a white-haired little god who came, and he naturally wanted to bring it in.

One more cannon fodder will give him more protection.

He is an intermediary celestial being, and the two men and women around him are also junior sacred men. The kid who appeared in front of him was also an elementary sacred man, who happened to be able to suppress him, not afraid that he would disagree.

Being a little higher than these people is a huge advantage. What is he doing, these gods can't do the same?

In the face of strength, you must bow your head obediently.

Yang Yiyun can see that this is to bully him.

And he found a difference.

The difference between the Celestial Race and the Ascended Race is the difference between the Protoss. They look the same, not to mention that they don't know, but the other party clearly knows his Protoss, which shows that there is discrimination.

A closer look also found the difference, with a mark on the eyebrow.

From the three celestial beings that appeared on the rooftops to the intermediary celestial beings now encountered, their eyebrows have a golden mark, which seems to be an innate imprint of being in the body, but his eyebrows do not. There were no middle-aged people or women around the middle-level celestial beings, including Fu Xi and Yi Qianxing.

This shows that those with the golden origin mark on the eyebrows are the Celestial race, while those without the golden origin are the Protoss.

Listening to the middle-aged man, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but smiled, "You and that woman are protoss?"

"What's the matter, what's the matter with your kid, I told you to thank Master Qiandong quickly, don't you understand?" The middle-aged man became impatient.

Yang Yiyun sighed in his heart, this time the hammer is solid, the celestial eyebrows are marked, but the gods don’t. The middle-aged is a god, but he kneels and licks the celestial being. The point is to help the celestial to suppress his fellow clan, which makes Yang feel very accurate.

What does your grandma mean?

Still suppressing compatriots?

Of course, at this time he thought of a vocabulary that Yi Qianxing had said, the second generation of Protoss.

Protoss people who were born in the God Realm. These people are not celestial people. They are the lowest elementary celestial beings at birth. Even if the descendants of the protoss are born in the God Realm, they will not be a god-man after being born with a bad gene. It is possible. It's at the level of cultivator, maybe it's at the level of fairy...

These two generations, three generations, and even several generations of gods and men, some of them are from the Celestial Race...

There is no sense of humiliation of being suppressed by the Celestial race, because they are not the first generation of ascending gods. They have long been used to the environment under the Celestial race, and it seems normal to be a dog.

Even though Yang Yiyun is now an elementary god-man, it doesn't mean that he will be afraid of the three people in front of him. At the same level, as long as he doesn't run into a heavenly person, he is really not afraid of anything.

The realm has stabilized, and the Dragon Slaying Sword has been opened by Yi Qianxing. There is also a picture of the innate gossip of Fuxi's words, and there are also the universe pot, so many top artifacts are on him, if he can't handle three people, he can directly find tofu and hit died.

"Sorry, I am not interested in joining you." Yang Yiyun directly refused.

He was upset looking at the three of them, and joining you to dry your hair, can't I just run around alone?

The opening is just like a facility, you are the bird.

He turned around and left after talking. He didn't want to cause trouble, but you had better not bother me.

"Asshole~"

Qiandong was furious.

It’s just a small low-level god man, who doesn’t give him the face of Qianye so much. His Tiancheng and his thousand family can be regarded as the top family. He is even the young master of the thousand family. Even though he is at the back, he is not you. Little gods can refute my face.

With a swish, Qian Dong appeared directly in front of Yang Yiyun, blocking his way.

The middle-aged gods and women behind them also exuded their supernatural powers, and Qiandong gave an order to attack Yang Yiyun.

"The kid is shameless. A humble little god-man is also rampant in front of this young man. Don't you know the power of heaven and man? Kneel down to this young man~"

Qiandong turned his face directly, showing his killing intent, killing a humble god-man, it was no big deal.

Yang Yiyun was blocked, listening to Qiandong's killing intent, he laughed.

"Hehe, just a little bit of majesty? You can scare the cat, but it's not enough to scare me. Since you are looking for death, then it will serve you. Lao Tzu's sword has just been opened, and it is just a sacrifice." Yang didn't care at all, he found this name The mid-level celestial being of Qiandong unexpectedly released his coercion.

This made Yang Yiyun couldn't help but sneer. He couldn't bear the coercion of a deity, and the coercion of a deity who was a little higher than him wanted to suppress him?

Dream~

Under the operation of the power of the universe, the coercion of the thousand holes disappeared completely.

At the same time, Yang Yiyun slayed the Dragon Sword in his hand, and did not hesitate to face the thousand holes in front of him.,

"Boom~"

"Ah~"

It's too late to say it's fast, Yang Yiyun started directly from the rotation of the Universe Dao.

And the thousand holes in front of him despised Yang Yiyun from start to finish, and he never thought that Yang Yiyun would dare to fight back, dare to resist, and even beat the expected strength. When the sword was cut out, he knew it was broken and was shocked. It was too late to resist, the powerful sword aura enveloped him, he couldn't move his body, and a sword fell on him.

In the next second, he felt tingling all over his body, screamed, and lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

And the middle-aged gods and women stuck behind Yang Yiyun, watching the thousand holes cut into two halves by Yang Yiyun a thousand times, they didn't escape, and they just died. The reaction was very quick, and they ran away with a strange cry. .

But how could Yang Yiyun give him a chance? After he took the sword against Qiandong, his prestige remained undiminished, and he did not hesitate to urge his divine power with all his strength, turning around and slashing at the middle-aged god-man.

The bright silver light sword aura was full of colors, and the sword aura fell on the middle-aged man with a thud.

"Ah~"

With a scream, the middle-aged man fell from the air, his body was divided into two parts, and the fetus was destroyed, and he could not die anymore.

Yang Yiyun's eyes fell on the goddess.

More than this goddess has never spoken from the beginning to the end, nor has he spoken harshly to him. The sword he just slashed was only at the middle-aged person, otherwise this goddess would also fall down at this moment.

Thump~

After Yang Yiyun's eyes were swept, the face of the goddess who was reflected was pale, and she was trembling all over, but she threw herself to her knees and tremblingly said: "My lord Mingjian, I am forced to be helpless~"