My Master Is a God

The law's aura directly gathered in the palm of his hand and collided with the woman's palm.

In fact, Mr. Yang is also a master who won't shed tears even if he sees the coffin, even though Zaimaoniao always talks about how awesome and powerful the ancient body-refining sub-sages are.

But how powerful Yang really is in his heart is incomprehensible until he has experienced it.

Now if you go head-on, you just don’t believe in evil.

The two palms touched each other and struck forcefully.

"Boom~"

There was a deafening roar.

"Click~"

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

The person whose expression changed drastically was Yang.

This palm hit hard, and he suffered a loss. His wrist was broken and his voice was clear.

The whole person flew out...

My heart was extremely shocked, and now I finally knew what the power of the sub-holy body of the ancient body-refining monks was.

Just like he is tofu and the other is steel.

And there is no trace of magic power, it is completely pure physical power.

But he mobilized all his magic power and used the palm of the law aura, but he couldn't resist the palm of this sub-sage woman.

But it's not absolute. At least, although his wrist was broken and he was knocked away by a palm, he was not seriously injured. This also shows that the law aura he used is still very effective.

Without the blessing of the law's aura, Yang Yiyun believed that he would be crippled by this woman with this blow.

A physically invincible woman~

Yang Yiyun suffered a loss and knew that he could not confront this woman head-on, otherwise he would be finished sooner or later.

With a bang, Yang Yiyun hit the ground and a big crater appeared. He quickly stood up, and his heart moved as the Donghuang Bell appeared and enveloped him.

"Dong~"

The long bells resounded throughout the world.

At this time, the woman more than 200 meters away in his sight pounced on her again, and he hit her over 200 meters away with one palm.

The fierce woman's speed and strength were superior in Yang Yiyun's eyes, and he didn't dare to act rashly now.

The curse of the demon bird rang in his ears: "You deserve it, weakling. I told you that the other party is a monk who specialized in body training in ancient times. The physical sub-sage stands at the pinnacle of the immortal world. You kid still doesn't believe that he is going to do it." Can you confront someone head-on?

If it wasn't just Ya Sheng's body, ten thousand of your boys would have disappeared under this palm, and you don't know whether to live or die~"

The God and Demon Bird cursed Yang Yiyun unceremoniously.

At this time, Yang was a little embarrassed, but he did not refute, because he did commit suicide by himself.

Seeing the Yasheng woman swooping in again, Yang Yiyun said: "Okay, stop talking. I just want to test her reality. Just tell me if there is any way to deal with her."

"What the hell, she is controlled by the soul-destroying ancestors. If you want to kill her, you have to kill the soul-destroying ancestors first, or you can suppress her with violence and take her into the Qiankun Pot space like Meng Tian..."

"Wait a minute, I've thought of a way to deal with this woman."

Yang Yiyun heard the God and Demon Bird say that unless this woman was put into the Qiankun Hukong like she suppressed Meng Tian, ​​he suddenly thought of a possible way.

Of course, violence cannot be used to suppress this woman, and other methods can only be used.

This method reminded him of the Underworld Blood Coffin.

The Huangquan Blood Coffin is the most precious treasure of Luoyang in the consciousness of the demon god. It is extremely yin and extremely evil. It is also a supreme treasure with a unique space inside.

With his current spiritual strength, it is impossible for him to force the Yasheng woman into the Qiankun Pot. There is no need to think about it, but he can use the Underworld Blood Coffin.

As long as it is used properly, it may be a feasible method to put the sub-saint woman into the underworld blood coffin and seal it immediately.

Because the Underworld Blood Coffin is in his hands, he can open the coffin lid at any time, take the Yasheng woman inside and seal the coffin lid.

Moreover, after activating the Underworld Blood Coffin, it has the power of sucking and pulling, which is very extraordinary.

The difficulty lies in whether the other party gives him a chance to take it in...

At this point, it is naturally impossible, but opportunities can be created.

As long as he finds a way to fix or give him the time and opportunity to control the underworld blood coffin to target the sub-saint woman, this method is feasible.

How to do it...

He thought about it over and over, what should he be afraid of or fight to the death? After consuming some of the power of the sub-saint woman or the soul-popping ancestor controlling the power of the sub-saint woman, he should be able to look for opportunities.

He still has the body-fixing technique. As long as he can maintain it for three breaths, he is sure to seal this woman into the underworld's blood coffin.

The next step is to see how long he can last in the hands of the Yasheng woman.

When he thought of this, Yang Yiyun felt certain.

And this was the God and Demon Bird who also said: "Boy, please turn on your Donghuang Bell and take a look. I seemed to have seen before that the woman's body paused when your Donghuang Bell rang. It's possible that the Donghuang Bell's The sound has some influence on her."

Hearing what the Divine Demon Bird said, Yang Yiyun quickly activated the Donghuang Bell.

He thought that it might really have an impact, because the sound of the Donghuang Bell itself had the power to intimidate the soul. At this time, even the slightest impact would be a big help to him.

"Dong~"

His heart moved and the Donghuang Bell rang loudly.

Yang Yiyun watched carefully, and sure enough, the God and Demon Bird was right. Although the Yasheng woman came at a very fast speed, her figure did pause for a moment when the Donghuang Bell rang, as if she was suddenly shocked by an electric shock.

Although the impact was not big, she still rushed over, but Yang Yiyun knew that this pause was enough.

With a grin on his face, he felt more confident.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yiyun frantically activated the Donghuang Bell. Although it consumed the power of his soul, he could not care so much at this time. Everything was for the purpose of preparing for the enemy, no matter the cost.

The next moment when he activated the Donghuang Bell, Yang Yiyun activated the Dharma Body and turned into a hundred-meter giant. Looking at the sub-sage woman who had entered the thirty-meter range, he roared: "King Kong, Immortality, Dou Zhuan." , Fentian, Thunder..."

In one breath, he displayed the five supreme magical powers at the Asian Saint woman thirty meters away.

Although he knows that it may not have much effect, it can cause some harm and obstacles, and this is his purpose.

It is enough to consume the opponent and damage the opponent, even if it is not enough to knock her down.

The sky is changing color, sand and rocks are flying in the field, and there are bursts of thunder~

It has to be said that Yang's current cultivation level has already gained some momentum in using the magical powers taught by the old man, and since he developed the law aura, the use of these magical powers invisibly also promoted the law aura between heaven and earth. strength.

The power looks extraordinary and the momentum is not small.

In the blink of an eye, the Asian Saint woman was overwhelmed by Yang Yi Yunyi's series of magical powers.

From the outside, you can only see flying sand and rocks in the field. The energy in the surrounding area is extremely dense and the aura is powerful.

"Boom boom boom..."

Roaring sounds continued throughout the venue, both in the sky and on the earth.

…

At this time, hundreds of meters away, the eyes of the soul-catching ancestor flashed with a cold light and he was a little surprised. He did not expect that this kid could display such powerful magical powers. These magical powers were extraordinary among the soul-catching ancestors. He knew that if this kid hadn't cultivated Because he was too weak to exert the strongest power of these magical powers and secret techniques, he still couldn't find a way to capture this kid today.

Immediately, the soul-taking ancestor sneered: "Mystical powers are good, but they can't be used in the hands of ants like you. If you want to use this to kill the ancestor, my sub-sage puppet is far from good, huh~ "

After saying this, the soul-taking ancestor waved his hand and hit the skeleton crutch, a black shape appeared and turned into a strange rune, flying towards the Yasheng puppet in an instant.

He is controlling and blessing.

Yang Yiyun naturally saw this scene from far away, but he didn't pay attention. Anyway, he didn't expect this wave of attacks to kill a Yasheng puppet.

The loud noise in the field was deafening.

A thick fog arose.

The next moment, there was a roar.

"Roar~"

But it came from the fog.

Yang Yiyun knew it was the roar of the Yasheng puppet.

Just as he was about to prepare for his second attack, a strange light rushed out from the fog.

"Be careful~"

The demon bird warned loudly.

Yang Yiyun's eyes flickered. Facing this ray of light, he could clearly see clearly that the sub-sage woman had flown out and headed straight to his front.

The target at this time was too big to avoid, but it was not unprepared. Five thunder leaves appeared in his hand.

If the supreme magical power is useless, then use the Five Thunder Leaves, which is not enough. There are also watermelon thunder to serve. Even if it is Ya Sheng's physical body, she has to get some wounds out of it.