My Master Is a God

With the strength of a third-level Earth Immortal, it was easy to subdue the Mahayana-level dragon Qing Niu with one strike.

However, Yuan Chen Huansuo had to face the consequences of being struck to death by the thunder of the Taihuang Law. The same was true for Feng Yinyang before. Even though he was strong, he was still struck to death by the thunder of the Taihuang Law.

Yang Yiyun could see clearly while hiding in the space of the Qiankun Pot. When Yuan Chenhuan subdued the Qingniu with one blow, a thick barrel of thunder suddenly clicked down from the sky, thinking of Yuan Chenhuan as he fell.

At this time, Yang Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Yuan Chen Huan was finally taken away by heaven.

However, just as the thunder descended, Yuan Chenhuan opened his mouth and spat out a glazed beam of light towards the thunder falling from the sky.

Looking carefully, he saw a glazed insect facing the thunder. At this moment, Yang Yiyun was shocked, and he immediately understood what this old immortal was going to do.

There is no doubt that the glazed poisonous insect is Yuan Chenhuan's natal poisonous insect. The poisonous insect of the poison cultivator is equivalent to a second life. Yang Yiyun knew that this old immortal was trying to change the fate and use the natal poisonous insect to accept the thunder punishment instead of his own body.

Such an approach would inevitably result in the deadly poisonous insect being struck to death by thunder, but Yuan Chenhuan was able to escape the disaster and survive. Of course, if he survived, his vitality would be severely damaged, and if he did not die, he would lose most of his life.

Because the natal poisonous insect can be said to be a monk's Nascent Soul-like existence, it is very important. Without the natal poisonous insect, what else can a poisonous cultivator be called a poisonous cultivator?

Although the cost was huge, Yuan Chenhuan was able to save his life by doing this.

This really makes Yang Yiyun admire this old immortal. He can give up his life as a poisonous insect to deal with the thunder. He can do all this in a short period of time. The old immortal is worthy of being a third-level earthly immortal.

From breaking through the suppression of the law, to suppressing the green bull of the dragon species with one palm, to landing with thunder, opening one's mouth and spitting out the natal poison to meet the thunder to replace one's life, to do this in a short period of time requires not only strength and means, but also courage and Calculation and planning to be superior to others is really not simple.

From knocking down the green bull of the dragon species to the landing of thunder, to spitting out the poisonous insect of his own life, all the time was taken advantage of, without missing a beat.

Yang Yiyun knew that even if he was one breath away, the old immortal would have no chance if the thunder fell.

But now Yang Yiyun looked up and saw the glazed poisonous insect flashing with dazzling light. He could clearly feel that Yuan Chenhuan's poisonous insect burst out with breath that definitely surpassed the Mahayana period. It should be that Lao Wushu spent a lot of money to deceive Tianji. After all, it was Let the poisonous insect of his destiny die in his place.

If he doesn't spend his money, he won't be able to repay the thunder and will even chop him, Yuan Chenhuan.

"Crack...boom..."

The thunder directly hit Yuan Chenhuan's poisonous insect, and in an instant, Yuan Chenhuan's poisonous insect disappeared into thin air.

"puff……"

Yuan Chenhuan spit out a mouthful of old blood, and was shocked but half-knelt on the ground. The aura in his body also weakened. In Yang Yiyun's perception, he was even worse than before when he was in the Great Perfection of Tribulation.

Yang Yiyun saw Mu grinning in the Qiankun Pot space. He knew that Yuan Chen's immortality would be a real serious injury to his vitality.

And it's time for him to play.

With a thought in his heart, he instantly appeared in the field, and the Qiankun Pot returned to his left arm and turned into a delicate pattern.

Everyone in the Qiankun Pot Space appeared beside Yang Yiyun to prevent sudden situations from happening.

"Even if you are old and immortal, you still have today...hehe..."

As soon as Yang Yiyun went out, he taunted Yuan Chenhuan. Being chased and beaten by this old immortal was like a rat crossing the street.

But now the situation seems to be very bad for the old man. Losing the poisonous insect is equivalent to killing more than half of his old life. Even if he survives for a short period of time, he will not be able to make any trouble.

At this moment, facing Yuan Chen Huan and Yang Yiyun, he no longer showed any fear.

Yuan Chenhuan suddenly turned back to look at Yang Yiyun, and finally his eyes fell on Lu Yanzhi. He was not surprised by the appearance of Yang Yiyun and Lu Yanzhi, because he had long known that they were hiding in the cave magic weapon.

If it were Yuan Chenhuan himself, he would jump out and beat the drowned dog when he saw that the enemy was weak.

Yuan Chenhuan coughed and said: "Ahem... I was wise in my life, but I was confused for a moment. I shouldn't have worried about the Palace of Eternal Life killing your boy at the beginning, but now... ahem... I am ridiculed by a junior like you. How ironic."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Chenhuan looked at Lu Yanzhi and spoke again: "My disciple Yanzhi, it seems that your disaster poisonous body has become strong. It is really gratifying. Kill that boy Yang Yiyun quickly. Don't listen to Yang Yiyun's nonsense. As a teacher, But all because of looking for you and worrying about you, I suppressed my cultivation at any cost and entered the area of ​​​​the Tribulation Stage.

All these things I have done for my teacher are for you. In order for you to be better than others in the future, for you to surpass my teacher, my good disciple came to my teacher, so that my teacher can take a good look at the innate misfortunes and poisons. body……"

Lu Yanzhi looked at her master Yuan Chenhuan and listened to his words. Her beautiful eyes were full of complexity and shimmering with tears. She walked towards Yuan Chenhuan step by step and said slowly: "Okay, I promise you, let you Look at the great achievements of my body born with disaster and poison, my master..."

"Rouge, don't go there..." Yang Yiyun said quickly. He didn't expect that at this time, the old immortal Yuan Chenhuan was still shamelessly fooling Lu Yanzhi.

"Brother Yang is fine." Lu Yanzhi replied to Yang Yiyun without even looking back, and continued walking towards Yuan Chenhuan who was half kneeling on the ground.

However, as Lu Yanzhi walked slowly, a scene of colorful clouds appeared with each step.

Although they are not real auspicious clouds, they look exactly like auspicious clouds, and they are colorful, similar to clouds and like rainbows.

Lu Yanzhi is surrounded by seven colors...

However, Yang Yiyun could feel that what appeared around Lu Yanzhi's body was the evolution of condensed poisonous gas. They were poisonous flowers that formed the poisonous body of the disaster. Although they were beautiful, they were highly poisonous.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yanzhi stretched out his right palm, and a colorful halo burst out in his palm, condensing into a colorful lotus. The two lotuses bloomed, and a lotus platform appeared. Then there was an elven scene misting on the lotus platform...

Yuan Chen Huanlao's eyes were filled with light, and his eyes were shining with the light of greed, and he exclaimed: "The disaster is great, the poisonous energy produces lotus, the lotus gathers its essence, and is accompanied by the weather. It is indeed a natural disaster poison body, and the great disaster is invincible. Invasion, across the universe..."

Yuan Chenhuan seemed to be immersed in the lotus condensed in Lu Yanzhi's palm, and kept talking to himself.

At this time, Lu Yanzhi asked in a soft tone: "Master, have you never regarded me as your disciple, even for a day...?"

Yuan Chenhuan's eyes looked narrow at this moment, as if he had entered some kind of delirious state. When he heard Lu Yanzhi's question, he said without thinking: "Of course not, you are just a medicine adopted by my teacher. The guarantee to survive the fourth heavenly tribulation of the scattered immortals..."

At this point, Yuan Chen Huan seemed to suddenly wake up from his sleep. He looked at Lu Yanzhi in shock and said angrily: "Traitor, you actually used poison to confuse my master's mind..."

After being furious, Lao Immortal shook his head repeatedly and said: "... What Yanzhi means as a teacher is..."

"I understand what you mean. Now I will show you the poison of disaster in Dacheng, and send you on the last journey... Master." Lu Yanzhi was still determined that Yuan Chenhuan would plot against her, and he had adopted her since she was a child just to be him. The elixir used to overcome the calamity had indeed just used the poison of disaster to affect Yuan Chenhuan's mind, and asked the truth about Yuan Chenhuan's heart.

Then he interrupted him and called Master for the last time. He waved the refining hand in his hand and flew towards Yuan Chenhuan, landing on top of Yuan Chenhuan's head in an instant.

"Ah..." Yuan Chenhuan suddenly let out a scream.

The lotus flower in Lu Yanzhi's palm, or the poison of disaster, passed through Yuan Chenhuan's head in a flash, causing Yuan Chenhuan to scream, and then Yuan Chenhuan's whole body burst out with colorful light. Like autumn leaves, each piece was blown by the strong wind.

In less than ten breaths, Yuan Chenhuan's body turned into ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The physical body and the soul disappeared together without a trace, which was a complete loss of soul.

The old man himself was seriously injured by the death of his poisonous insect. Now, under the poison of Lu Yanzhi's disaster, he had no power to resist at all. The smoke that was killed by Lu Yanzhi's poison disappeared in the world.

Lu Yanzhi looked at the place where Yuan Chenhuan disappeared and burst into tears.

Yang Yiyun understood that Lu Yanzhi had extinguished the last trace of fantasy in his heart, and secretly sighed in his heart: "Yuan Chen's illusion of old age and immortality is really true. If it succeeds, it will be Rouge's failure."

He walked over and held Lu Yanzhi's hand tightly and said softly: "It's okay, Yanzhi, from today on, you will also have a new beginning. You still have me here."