My Master Is a God

After the old monk from the Tantric Temple spoke to the heads of the families whose cultivation had been abolished, they all shouted with great resentment. By this time, their cultivation had been abolished. To them, it was no different from death. Not afraid of Yang Yiyun, they all roared to their feet.

Yang Yiyun was not angry, but looked at these people, laughed, and said word by word: "I know why you are so confident, and now I can tell you that the strong man you talk about is a joke in my eyes, Yang Yiyun.

Do you know why I am angry today? Haha, you actually said that I am overbearing. It is true that I am a domineering person, but I am not an unreasonable person. My truth is only for those who have a bottom line. They dare to build Western forces, and they are aliens from alien races. China, who gave you the courage?

Let me tell you, this is the bottom line. As Chinese monks, for the so-called interests, you really dare to collude with foreign races. Not to mention abolishing your cultivation, even if you are destroyed, you will still be worthy of death. Haha... bullshit spiritual masters and strong men. Or, do you really think I don’t know what it is?

Since you think the so-called strong man in your mind is awesome, I will show you today whether I, Mr. Yang, are afraid of me..."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yiyun said: "Big tongue..."

"What's going on? I'm very busy..." The five-color sacred cow and the Diaoer little Phoenix were together. They had been watching the excitement on the top of the mountain behind Yunmen. After hearing Yang Yiyun's shout, he spoke lazily.

But when Yang Yiyun glanced at him with eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, he trembled for no reason and swallowed back the words that followed.

Although there is no contract between the five-color sacred cow and Yang Yiyun, there is no master-servant relationship, but he follows Yang Yiyun. During this time, he got a lot of benefits from hanging with Diaoer and Little Phoenix, such as elixirs, spiritual fruits and so on. have.

I feel very good about following Yang Yiyun.

He was giving instructions at the back of Yunmen and was just watching the excitement. Yang Yiyun was used to calling him a big tongue, and he guessed what Yang Yiyun asked him to do.

He originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing the look in Yang Yiyun's eyes, the Five-Colored Divine Bull saw murderous intent in Yang Yiyun's eyes, and immediately shut up, which also made him a little scared.

Yang Yiyun looked at the five-color sacred cow on the top of the mountain behind Yunmen in a deep voice and said: "Go to the west and catch a birdman for me. Diao'er and Little Phoenix will go together to destroy those alien races. Is it possible?"

When Wu Color Divine Niu heard that Diao'er and Little Phoenix would also go, he immediately lost his resentment. Of course, this was also the first time he followed Yang Yiyun when Yang Yiyun asked him to take action, so he had to go.

"No problem, I'll catch it for you within ten breaths." As an immortal pet, the five-color sacred cow has long been aware of the existence of monks on the earth. Yang Yiyun said that a birdman in the west knew this. Something happened.

"Okay, big brother, wait a minute." Little Phoenix responded.

"Zhizhi..." Mink's squeaking voice was full of excitement.

Then the five-color sacred cow took the lead, transformed into three streams of light with the little phoenix and the mink, soared into the sky, and leaped towards the west.

…

Except for Yang Xingfu, almost everyone in the scene didn't know that Yang Yiyun was talking to Shui, but they heard the answer, and there seemed to be the voice of a monster in it.

But that's not important. Listening to Yang Yiyun talking to an existence they couldn't see, it seemed like he was going to the West...

Everyone knows why they are going to the West. It should be to deal with a powerful spiritual master in the West.

But many people know how powerful the spiritual master in the West is. Anyway, he is much more powerful than the Bishen Realm.

At this moment, the old monks from the Tantric Temple were sarcastic.

Like an ocean, the person who was talking to Yang Yiyun was actually captured within ten breaths of his words?

That's not a cat or a dog. You can catch it within ten breaths.

No one believes it...

I think this is impossible. Besides, there are spiritual masters in the West who are not earthly beings and possess god-like methods. They are the head of a major Chinese force and have seen their envoys. The envoys of the Western spiritual masters alone are more powerful than them. Isn’t it true? So easy to deal with?

…

Yang Yiyun didn't know what these people were thinking, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care, because he had already checked that the so-called Western Spiritual Lord was actually a bird-man with wings, whose cultivation was in the early stage of Mahayana.

If he hadn't come to Earth, this birdman would really have become a strong man on Earth. Unfortunately, he came...

Today he was going to show these people his methods, crush the so-called strong men in their minds, and give everyone a warning.

Asking the five-color sacred cow to catch a Mahayana-level birdman is like killing a chicken with a bull's-eye. The five-color sacred cow said that he could catch it within ten breaths, which is not an exaggeration at all.

In addition, he also discovered some alien races in the West in his consciousness, so he asked Little Phoenix and Diao'er to go with them and get rid of them directly.

Anyway, he won't let any unstable factors appear on the earth.

At this time, there was silence in the field. Many people were actually waiting to see the joke. The spirit master would be captured in ten breaths of time. Haha, how is it possible?

Yang Yiyun stood there, thinking about how to deal with these people.

Ten breaths of time are extremely fleeting.

"Boom..."

A rumble resounded through Yunmen Square, as if something fell from the sky and suddenly hit the ground. The whole square was shaken.

Then there were screams and pleas for mercy.

"Ah...Senior, please forgive me..."

"Hmph, I want to beg for mercy and go to him..." The figure of the five-color sacred cow appeared in the field and looked at Yang Yiyun.

And there appeared on the ground...a birdman with snow-white wings!

But at this moment, the birdman looked extremely miserable. Half of his wings seemed to be missing from his back, and he was covered in blood.

This man has blond hair and blue eyes, and is obviously not an Oriental.

At this moment, all the monks in the Chinese monk world took a breath of air.

Although no one has seen the Spirit Master in person, they know from the mouth of the Spirit Master's envoy that the powerful and supreme Spirit Master has wings on his back, and is known as the eight-winged angel. There is a winged being behind his back.

The person in front of me only had half of the wings behind him, and half of them disappeared. It was obviously the Eight Wings.

No need to ask, everyone knows that the entire birdman is the so-called spiritual master.

Yang Yiyun just said that the Spirit Master was trash in his eyes, and now it seems that... he was right.

In addition, there was an extremely fat monster that looked like a pig but had two horns on its head...

The aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.

The birdman or the spirit master begged for mercy, but this monster actually said that he begged Yang Yiyun for mercy.

this……

It was obvious that this powerful monster was the one who had not been seen just now, but who captured the spirit master with ten breaths under his crotch.

A powerful monster who takes orders from Yang Yiyun.

A monster that captured the spirit master within ten breaths.

A monster that is much more powerful than the Spirit Master.

This scene made the old monk and others in the Tantric Temple feel cold.

Then the light flashed in the field, and a little girl of eight or nine years old who looked like a porcelain doll appeared, and a golden mink with wings on its back.

"Brother has killed thousands of foreign races, big and small, and there is no threat from the west."

"Zhizhi..."

Xiaofenghuang and Diaoer were inferior to Yang Yiyun.

This sentence was an understatement, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of many monks present.

Everyone was sweating on their backs and trembling all over.

"Thank you for your hard work. You go and play." Yang Yiyun nodded with satisfaction. In fact, his spiritual consciousness had been paying attention to it, and he naturally knew what the little Phoenix, Diao'er, and Five Colored Divine Ox were doing in the West.

After the little phoenix left, Yang Yiyun looked around at the monks in the field and said: "This birdman is the powerful spiritual master you call him. He is just an early Mahayana monk. Do you see the garbage in my eyes? He is a real alien race, but you Those who actually collude with foreign races and plot my Chinese treasures should be damned."

Yang Yiyun closed his eyes with the word "death", and his spiritual consciousness suddenly enveloped the heads of various families who had been abolished before.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

The next moment, not a single scream came out, the body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and completely disappeared on the spot.

Of course, Yang Yiyun only killed these people to establish his authority, only about twenty people.

Yang Yiyun, the others, did not move.

But at this moment, the other monks in the field were all heartbroken and frightened.

It is true that many of them have had contact with foreign races in the West in order to improve their own strength.

But in Yang Yiyun's eyes, this is something that cannot be tolerated.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

I didn't want to commit too many crimes.

Deterrence is enough.

However, at this moment, the birdman lying in front of him suddenly rose up and attacked Yang Yiyun.

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die."

How could Yang Yiyun put a Mahayana bird man in his eyes?

He would kill anyone at the level of the Holy Lord of the Cultivation Realm without fail, let alone a Mahayana Birdman?

He immediately raised his hand, and the next moment a hand was placed on the birdman's head.