My Master Is a God

Although Yang Yiyun didn't know what these two sentences meant, they sounded awesome!

The destiny star is Tao, and the original image is God!

Literally speaking, Yang Yiyun believes that the destiny star is Tao, and the Tao here is the great road, and it is his destiny star.

As for the original image being a god, that’s even better!

Could it be that he can become a god?

Originally, the spirit of Qiankun spoke. What he cultivated was the divine way, not the immortal way. What he cultivated was much higher than the immortal way.

As for Yun's own natal idol, in the old man's words, it was a cultivating freak and a mutated existence. Even he didn't know what was going on.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, and after all, I can't tell a single thing.

So Yang Yiyun himself doesn't know what the purpose of his natal statue is?

Or how to use it...

It’s rarely studied anyway.

Today, I was forced to summon the natal idol. Unexpectedly, as soon as the natal idol appeared, it directly destroyed one of the Phantom Demon's hands.

It was stronger than he expected.

This is just the colorful light displayed on the statue of the natal god. It is as sharp and powerful as purifying dark things such as phantoms.

This situation gave Yang Yiyun a shot in the arm.

The scene where he was almost killed just now was reversed this time.

Listening to the screams of the phantom demon, Yang felt extremely happy!

One person called him a loser at a time, but now he asked him to see who was the loser.

…

On the other side, Ding and Pingping were all speechless after seeing this.

One moment they were all worried and prepared to fight tooth and nail, but the next moment they didn't expect such a big reversal.

After all, the strength and means shown by the demon just now were really terrifying. It was like a wave of momentum that determined the world. It destroyed Yang Yi Yundong Emperor Bell with a backhand. The mysterious door that followed did not withstand the attack of the demon.

But who would have thought that at the critical moment, Yang Yiyun's body would see a colorful halo of light, and a shadow more than a hundred meters high would instantly appear, which looked like an enlarged version of Yang Yiyun.

It just flashed for a moment and then disappeared, or to be precise, it merged into Yang Yiyun's body. At this moment, Yang Yiyun still had a colorful halo flashing around him.

And after the Huan Mo's huge hand touched Yang Yiyun's colorful halo, it rotted away in an instant...

In the blink of an eye, one of Phantom Demon's hands was disabled.

The tables are turned.

The screaming demon retreated in horror and distanced itself from Yang Yiyun.

It seemed that Huan Mo no longer had the contempt and arrogance he had before, but only looked at Yang Yiyun in horror and disbelief.

After distancing himself from Yang Yiyun, he stared at Yang Yiyun, trying to see something from him.

Ding Heping and others also became quiet at this time, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They all understood that even if they went up to fight, they were actually going to die.

Although everyone here is incarnated into an incomparable real body, in essence, it is actually the consciousness of the soul. The immortal mana cannot be exerted, and what can be fought for is the power of the soul. But the refining of their souls knows that they are far from being phantom demons. opponent.

Only Yang Yiyun's soul method can compete with the phantom demon.

"Have you seen clearly, Old Ding, what was on my master's body just now?" Bao Shunguang came back to his senses and asked Ding Heping next to him along with his saliva.

Ding Heping pondered for a while and said: "It looks like the talent of the natal idol, but I have never heard of any monk in the world whose natal idol is in human form, and it is his own original image. The Grand Master is very human!"

"My natal statue is just a flag, but it is far less powerful than my master. Moreover, the natal statue is usually worth a life. The destruction of the statue is equivalent to the destruction of the consciousness of the soul. It will kill people. No monk will take it. To fight like this with a statue of his natal god, it is true that my master is an extraordinary human being." Bao Shunguang was extremely impressed, and he was full of pride when he talked about Yang Yiyun.

After losing a bet with Yang Yiyun, he became Yang Yiyun's servant, and he had some grudges in his heart. But now Bao Shunguang has decided that it is unreasonable, and he can only be proud of being Yang Yiyun's servant.

Although the others did not speak, they all agreed with the conversation between Ding Heping and Bao Shunguang. Indeed, Yang Yiyun became more and more mysterious in their eyes.

A statue of his natal god is so awesome, how many secrets does he still have?

Which of the previous Donghuang Bell and Youdu Gate were released, wouldn't they both have extremely powerful divine soul talents?

Everyone has their own innate magical powers through cultivation, but there is absolutely no one as awesome as Yang Yiyun.

It’s not that big!

They are all Hunyuan level beings, and everyone still understands some things on the path of cultivation.

Everyone really couldn't understand Yang Yiyun's divine soul talent and supernatural powers.

But what does it matter? Yang Yiyun is their leader at the moment, not the enemy.

Everyone was trapped in the fantasy world of consciousness. Anyone else would have left long ago, but Yang Yiyun risked his life to save them.

How kind of loyalty is this?

Everyone naturally has a balance in their hearts.

At this moment, seeing Yang Yiyun showing off his power and gaining the upper hand, everyone felt excited.

Staring at the field without blinking...

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As for Yang Yiyun.

At this time, he was more confident than ever in fighting the phantom demon. The appearance of the natal idol, the colorful halo alone wiped off one of the phantom demon's hands, and he was also full of expectations for other abilities.

For his own natal idol, Yang Yiyun is merging his soul this time, which is equivalent to a brand new fighting method that has never been used before. He is also exploring the power of it.

But one thing is for sure, and it is full of surprises.

The colorful light displayed by the natal statue reminded him of a mythical story.

The Buddhist Peacock King has the ability to purify everything with the five-color divine light of the peacock, which is somewhat similar to the seven-color light of his natal deity statue, and it has two more lights and seven colors than the five-color light of the Peacock King.

Therefore, Yang Yiyun mentally named the seven-colored light of his natal god statue, which is called Purify All Things. It can also be regarded as the name of the magical power that fits the occasion.

Next, let’s try to discover if there are any other supernatural powers that the natal statue can display.

Looking at the phantom staring at him in horror, Yang Yiyun grinned.

Just use the phantom to hone your natal divine power.

At this moment, the natal idol was integrated into his soul body.

Yang Yiyun could feel the endless soul power boiling in his body.

He put away the black lotus in his heart. At this moment, he felt that his own idol alone could tear the phantom into pieces.

"You...are you from the Ancient God Clan...?"

At this moment, the Huan Mo opposite him suddenly stared at Yang Yiyun and said something.

Yang Yiyun was stunned, what kind of ancient god clan?

Is it possible that the phantom demon can recognize the origin of his natal idol?

You know, even the old man Yun Tianxie doesn't know.

This made Yang Yiyun feel that Huan Mo was a bit interesting.

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am now. What's important is that I want you to know who is the waste."

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes, stepped out, and stretched out his hand, a colorful halo suddenly appeared.

Huan Mo was still frightened, and disappeared in the next moment, as if he didn't want to fight Yang Yiyun.

The phantom demon disappeared instantly, and Yang Yiyun could no longer feel his trace. He frowned and sneered: "If you want to escape, there is no way."

After saying this, Yang Yiyun shouted: "Purify all things~"

The next moment, the colorful rays of light rose from his body and went straight into the mist of chaos. Suddenly, wherever the colorful rays of light shone, the mist of chaos spread, or in other words, was directly evaporated.

"ah……"

A scream sounded in the distance.

Yang Yiyun rushed over with a smile and appeared hundreds of meters away. He saw Huan Mo lying on the ground smoking.

Yang looked at the phantom lying on the ground with a playful tone and said, "Want to escape?"

"It's too much to bully others. I will fight with you~"

The phantom demon roared, and black energy suddenly filled his body, and instantly transformed into a demonic body about a hundred feet tall, like a tiger-like monster, biting at Yang Yiyun.

"Hmph~"

Yang Yiyun snorted coldly, and his heart moved. The same halo appeared all over his body, and the statue of his natal god appeared hundreds of feet in size.

He waved his hand and punched the phantom, silently reciting in his mind: "The star of destiny is the Tao, the original image is the god, suppress it."

Inexplicably at this moment, he actually read out the two messages that first appeared in his mind. Now he understood that this might be the magic spell cast by the natal statue.

"Boom~"

A punch hit the head of the demon body transformed from the phantom demon, and the phantom demon's demon body exploded.

"Ah~"

The demonic energy dissipated amid the screams, and the phantom demon that looked like Yukixiang lay on the ground, returning to normal human size.