My Master Is a God

The sound of the Donghuang Bell that worked just now actually failed now.

Yang Yiyun couldn't find the location of the phantom from the sound waves, and couldn't sense it at all.

Now he felt a little irritable.

He secretly muttered that maybe he really underestimated the magic demon's methods.

As a demon soul that has survived from ancient times, and is also a phantom demon that is good at illusions, it seems to be really unique.

However, Yang Yiyun was not too nervous, because he suddenly thought of a question. If the other party was really invulnerable, facing him, who was just a weakling like an ant in its eyes, there would be no need for hidden sneak attacks, and it would be right to directly tease him head-on. Better?

Therefore, Yang Yiyun must have had scruples when he came to Huanmo, or he must have weaknesses, otherwise there would be no need to hide again and he would have to rely on sinister means to deal with him.

This does not conform to the logic and methods of a strong man.

It can only mean that the phantom demon also has scruples. As for what it is, he still doesn’t know what it is. Yang Yiyun is not in a hurry. The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth. He doesn’t believe that this phantom demon really has hands and eyes that can reach the sky?

Besides, doesn’t he have any means to beat the odds?

With this thought in his mind, he was running the Donghuang Bell. Anyway, the Donghuang Bell was an innate magical power that could both defend and attack, so he had nothing to fear.

Yang Yiyun knew that the phantom might be somewhere around him at this moment, but he had escaped the pursuit of the Donghuang Bell.

Since the Donghuang Bell is useless for the time being, Yang Yiyun can only wait and see what happens.

It's not that he has no other means, but he doesn't want to show his trump card at once, otherwise he will be passive. What he needs to do is wait for the opportunity.

Waiting for the phantom to jump out on its own, waiting for him to take action, and looking over to find the phantom's weakness. This is what he needs to do.

…

With the golden runes of the East Emperor Bell shining, at least Yang Yiyun wouldn't feel the silence is scary.

The entire land of chaos was shrouded in the golden rune light of his Donghuang Bell, and Yang Yiyun had some advantages.

Of course, he looked calm on the surface and stood still without moving. In fact, he was completely opposite inside and was still working quickly to think of a solution.

How can we find the phantom and kill it?

The bell of the Donghuang Bell never stopped ringing, with golden runes flowing all over his body. Yang Yiyun stood there and waited quietly.

Five minutes passed~

Ten minutes passed~

An hour passed...

There was no movement at all.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun knew that Huan Mo was competing with him for patience.

Although Yang knew this, he still couldn't help but feel a little irritable inside.

Because he doesn't have that much time to spend.

In the world of fantasy consciousness, he is always the one who suffers over time.

Besides, Ding Heping and others still don’t know where they are, or what kind of conscious world they are trapped in by the phantom.

Over time, he, Ding Heping and others will be in danger.

For the Phantom Demon, as long as he has a irritable mood, it is a flaw and a dangerous moment.

Because he knew this in his heart, Yang Yiyun tried his best to suppress himself, not to have any anxiety or let the phantom see any flaws.

It was obvious that Huan Mo was afraid of his Donghuang Bell, otherwise he would have taken action long ago, instead of competing for patience as he needed to at this moment.

Yang Yiyun just stood there without moving. When the third hour passed, Yang Yiyun knew that he could not wait any longer. He had no time to waste.

He cursed the cunningness of the phantom in his mind.

Prepare to find a way to force the phantom out.

But just when he was about to take action, a voice sounded dozens of meters behind him.

"Master~Master..."

"Old treasure...?"

The voice Yang Yiyun heard was Bao Shunguang's, and he quickly turned around and walked away.

The voice was dozens of meters away and seemed to be heading towards him.

But Yang Yiyun slowed down after taking just a few steps.

Because he felt something was wrong.

In the blink of an eye, Bao Shunguang's figure walked out of the fog of chaos.

Yang Yiyun saw him, it was Bao Shunguang.

"Master, I have finally found you~"

At this moment, Bao Shunguang looked aggrieved, with disheveled hair, injuries all over his body, and was in a very embarrassed state.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and said, "What did you encounter, Lao Bao? Where are Lao Ding and the others?"

"I don't know, I don't know~" Bao Shunguang shook his head and panted: "We were originally looking for an exit in the main hall, but who knew that in the blink of an eye I would be in such a ghost place, and was attacked by inexplicable creatures, and I couldn't see anything at all. Things are attacking me, Lao Ding and the others don’t even know where they are~"

Yang Yiyun looked at Bao Shunguang and sneered in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "Really? It's chaos here, but you have some skills. You can spot me dozens of meters away?"

As soon as Yang Yiyun said this, Bao Shunguang's face froze and he said: "Master, my old treasure is so good that he is a middle-grade Hunyuan Taoist immortal. Let alone dozens of meters, he found you in fact, he found you hundreds of meters away. He quickly I came here because I was worried that you, the master, would be attacked. This place is really evil and there are invisible beings in the dark that are very scary~"

Bao Shunguang kept talking, but he was very concerned about the expression of Yang Yiyun, the master.

Yang Yiyun listened to Bao Shunguang's words and suddenly asked with a smile: "Old Bao, master, I suddenly want you to kneel down."

"What?" Bao Shunguang looked like he had heard something wrong.

"I told you to kneel down." Yang Yiyun increased his tone and stared at Baoshun Gaguang: "I am your master. As a servant, shouldn't you kneel down when you see me, my master?"

"Ah...oh, it's true, I'll kneel down~" Bao Shunguang said with a stiff face, and he was about to pay homage to Yang Yiyun.

Yang's eyes were fixed on the servant Bao Shunguang from beginning to end.

The next moment, I saw Bao Shunguang slowly bending down...

At this moment, Yang Yiyun was also a little confused. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?

Of course, this idea was extinguished by him in an instant, and he firmly believed that his judgment would not be wrong.

The Bao Shunguang in front of him is not his servant Bao Shunguang at all.

It must be an illusion.

Because Yang Yiyun knew very well that in this chaotic fog, not to mention Bao Shunguang, even he couldn't see ten meters away, and even his Eye of Heaven and Earth failed. How could Bao Shunguang be dozens of meters away? Can you see his existence?

He even said he found him a few hundred meters away and rushed over.

This is a joke.

Another point is that no one else showed up, but it took more than three hours for Bao Shunguang to appear.

Everything was too weird, so Yang Yiyun thought that the Bao Shunguang in front of him was a fake, transformed by a phantom.

But there is one thing that Yang Yiyun is not sure about, that is, the aura of Bao Shunguang in front of him is Bao Shunguang.

A person's appearance is easy to imitate, but the aura is the origin of my soul and cannot be imitated.

Of course, nothing is absolute. For example, the Variety Supreme that the old man spoke to him before can not only transform the appearance of others, but also imitate the aura of others.

So he wanted to test Bao Shunguang.

Let Bao kneel down in front of the light.

If the Bao Shunguang in front of him was really his servant Bao Shunguang, he would be willing to kneel down and worship him.

on the contrary……

If this Bao Shunguang was a person transformed into a phantom demon, Yang Yiyun believed that with the arrogance and arrogance of the phantom demon, he would definitely not bow down to him.

This test is simple, crude, and most effective.

At this moment, watching Bao Shunguang slowly bend down...

Yang Yiyun was in a daze, could it really be Bao Shunguang?

Of course, he still didn't let down his guard until this moment, his hands were filled with souls, waiting to take action at any time.

The next moment, his vigilance or guess came true.

Just when Bao Shunguang was about to kneel down, he suddenly took action against Yang Yiyun.

"Go to hell~"

With a low roar, demonic energy surged from both palms, attacking Yang Yiyun's dantian.

"Humph~ I knew it was like this~"

Yang Yiyun snorted coldly, clenched his hands, which were also filled with divine soul power, into fists, and struck down on Bao Shunguang's palms.

"Boom~"

"Ah~"

Fortunately, I was prepared and took the lead.

Yang Yiyun's fists struck Bao Shunguang's hands, causing a roar, followed by Bao Shunguang's scream.

Both hands were broken off by Yang Yiyun's fists.

The next moment, demonic energy surged into the sky.

In other words, the power of the extremely powerful demon soul exploded with a bang.

Suddenly disappeared in place.

How could Yang Yiyun give him a chance at this moment?

After finally waiting for the phantom to appear, naturally I won't let him slip away easily.

The Donghuang Bell was activated with all its strength.

"Dong dong dong~"

The deafening ringing of the bell shocked the mind, and the golden runes on the Donghuang Bell quickly circulated with golden light. In the blink of an eye, Zhiyang Zhigang was enveloped in this mass of demonic energy.

"Ah...hohoho~"

Screams came from the demonic energy, but Yang Yiyun directly covered the Donghuang Bell on this mass of demonic energy.

This time, even if he can't kill the phantom demon, he still has to peel off a layer of the phantom demon's skin.