My Master Is a God

"Five thunders~"

Yang Yiyun looked at the Yasheng woman who came out of the fog quickly, roared loudly, and instantly inspired the Five Thunder Leaves in her hand.

"Rumble... click..."

The thunder of the five elements burst out from the five five thunder leaves and swept towards the Yasheng woman in an instant.

The five thunderbolts of different colors are like five dragons transformed from thunderbolts, and they are extremely powerful.

The world seemed to have become thunder.

The aura is powerful and the light is dazzling...

Yang Yiyun was also surprised by this. The Five Thunder Purple Leaves tested this time were much more powerful than before.

There is no doubt that it was the change brought about by the upgrade of the Qiankun Pot. This was also the first time he used the Five Thunder Purple Leaves after the upgrade of the Qiankun Pot.

Compared with the past, the Five Thunder Purple Leaves before the upgrade of the Qiankun Pot were also powerful, but they were not so powerful in terms of vision and senses. If the power of the previous Five Thunder Purple Leaves could be compared to five small snakes. , the current Five Thunder Purple Leaves are five dragons, and they are not even a little bit powerful.

After the Qiankun Pot was upgraded, Yang Yiyun originally thought that the Watermelon Thunder was the most lethal treasure. At that time, he had not tried the upgraded Five Thunder Purple Leaves, so he thought it could only be ranked second. Now it seems that there is no first place between the two. Second place.

Five Thunder Purple Leaves are equally powerful.

In this way, Yang Yiyun is more confident.

Whether it's good or bad depends on this.

Yang Yiyun knew that this sub-saint woman could quickly emerge from her five-move supreme magical power in one breath. Yang Yiyun knew that it was the result of the soul-taking ancestor, the old immortal, blessing the magic power, and it was expected.

But it didn't look like she was that relaxed. Yang Yiyun saw the Asia Saint woman rushing towards her with disheveled hair, and the runes carved on her body were much dimmed.

This shows that his supreme magical power has caused damage to her and is effective. It has indirectly consumed the immortal power of the Soul-Capturing Ancestor.

Another character also explained that his three Hunyuan elixirs were not in vain, and the effect of forcibly increasing his strength had an effect on the attacks of the Supreme Divine Power.

He thought that he must study the sixth supreme magical power, but he never had time. Now it seems that he has ignored the old man's unique magical power too much.

The twelve supreme magical powers, one magical power is stronger than the other. The five magical powers he has learned now are already somewhat in front of his cultivation level, but there are still seven more that he has not learned to understand thoroughly.

Starting from the sixth magical move is a huge watershed. Yang Yiyun believes that after he understands and learns the sixth supreme magical move, it will be a huge leap and improvement in strength.

The ancient Yasheng's physical body was beaten to the point of being disheveled and disheveled, which is enough to illustrate the power of the old man's magical power.

My heart is inexplicably full of expectations for the sixth magical move...

…

At this moment, five thunders exploded in front of the Yasheng woman, turning into five dragons and heading towards her.

Yang Yiyun's Dharma Appearance was a hundred meters away, standing between heaven and earth. From a distance, he could see the change in the expression of the ancestor of Soul Master at this moment. The old immortal finally frowned.

This also shows that the salvo attack of his Five Thunder Purple Leaves made even the immortal Ancestor of the Soul feel its power.

To be honest, Yang Yiyun is also looking forward to the power of the upgraded Five Thunder Purple Leaves. This is also the first time for him to use the evolved Five Thunder Leaves.

I wonder if it’s possible to kill this puppet in the physical form of a sub-sage with five thunderbolts?

If he could kill him, that would be the best, but it didn't matter if he couldn't kill him. He was now confident and prepared to deal with it calmly.

Thinking about what he had in hand, Huangquan Blood Coffin appeared and was ready to attack at any time.

"Boom... click..."

The earth-shattering sound of thunder finally exploded on the Ya Sheng puppet.

"Roar……"

The next moment, Yang Yiyun could clearly see that the woman of the Yasheng puppet let out a loud roar and stood up upside down with her black hair. The runes all over her body flashed in an instant, seemingly forming a defense. Thousands of bloody lights burst out to counterattack. , to contend with the power of five thunders.

Yang Yiyun saw the dark light of the skeleton crutch in the hand of the ancestor of Soul Master in the distance, which was obviously blessing the practice.

At this time, continue to stare at the field...

But I saw an unusual glare, and huge energy waves rippled out.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, then turned the Eye of the Universe to look again. He was waiting for the right moment and did not dare to relax at all.

Under the operation of the Eye of Heaven and Earth, Yang Yiyun saw that the power of his five thunders was weakening and dissipating, but the woman who was the Ya Sheng puppet really didn't get it this time, but saw that the runes all over her body disappeared~

This shows that the runes on her body were broken by the power of the five thunders, or part of the power of the Soul-Capturing Ancestor was broken.

The two sides seemed evenly matched, but Yang Yiyun knew that with this blow, he won.

Because the opportunity has come to him~

The woman of Ya Sheng's puppet paused in the middle of the field, and Yang Yiyun took action with the power of five thunders at this moment.

Opening the lid of the underworld's blood coffin, the huge hands evolved from the body of the Dharma held up the blood coffin and pushed it forward. He suddenly pressed down on the Yasheng puppet woman's head and said, "Stand still~"

The Yasheng puppet woman who was still struggling stopped instantly after he used the immobilization technique.

But Yang Yiyun knew that this time would not last long.

Because the powerful thoughts used to cast the body-holding technique all enveloped her, he could clearly feel the rebound of the powerful force in her body.

However, he only needed three breaths. Within three breaths, he could activate the Underworld Blood Coffin and seal her into the Underworld Blood Coffin.

At this moment, the blood coffin was activated with one hand, and the blood coffin exploded at the entrance of the coffin. It was aimed at the woman of Yasheng's puppet, and the blood light enveloped her instantly.

Yang Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression suddenly changed the next moment.

Because he heard a roar: "Hey~"

The voice from the ancestor of the soul.

The word "唔" seemed like some mysterious mantra, but it made his body-holding technique unable to suppress the rebound.

It's only a breath and a half, and it's not enough.

At this time, the core of the body-fixing technique was his spiritual thoughts, which he felt deeply.

If he let the body-holding technique break free at this moment, what he had done before would be in vain.

Absolutely not.

Yang Yiyun roared: "Give it to me."

With a hysterical roar, he vomited out a mouthful of essence and blood, suddenly increased the power of his soul, and finally stabilized himself.

The Huangquan Blood Coffin in his hand once again increased its intensity.

"Buzz~"

Huang Quan's blood coffin let out a roar, and the blood evil energy increased sharply, and the blood coffin runes that exploded completely swallowed up the Yasheng puppet woman.

The next moment there was a dull bang, and Yang Yiyun felt happy.

It’s done.

He successfully put the Ya Sheng puppet woman into the underworld blood coffin and closed the coffin lid with a flip of his hands.

"Feng~"

"touch~"

With a loud bang, the coffin lid was closed.

In one fell swoop, he put this difficult Yasheng puppet, who had reached the pinnacle of ancient physical training, into the blood coffin.

…

far away.

"Pfft~"

The soul-taking ancestor spit out a mouthful of old blood, and he completely lost contact with the Yasheng puppet.

At this moment, looking at Yang Yiyun, who had a huge Dharma form, the soul-taking ancestor's face was gloomy and scary, but he suddenly shouted: "The soul-taking method, the soul returns under the Dharma... come back to me~"

The old man pressed his teeth to do this, and the skull crutches buzzed as he inserted them into the ground in front of him. He formed a seal with his hands, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the skull, and chanted an obscure note in his mouth.

On the other side, Yang Yiyun felt something was wrong, and the blood vessels in his hand started to rumble and tremble, as if the Ya Sheng puppet woman inside was about to break free at any time.

With a thought in his heart, he removed the Dharma image and returned to his normal body. He quickly slapped the blood coffin to suppress it, but the underworld blood coffin still shook very much...

At this time, he was a little worried. After spending a long time, he didn't want to put it in and then rush out.

When he was worried, he heard the Taoist God Demon Bird quietly saying: "Don't worry, kid, the Underworld Blood Coffin is not an ordinary treasure. The old man is obviously anxious, and he is summoning the blood to make the Ya Sheng puppet break free from the blood coffin. But it’s not that easy, it’s enough for you to use Kunpeng eggs to suppress the blood coffin.”

When Yang Yiyun heard the words of the God and Demon Bird, he didn't have time to think about it. He immediately took out the Kunpeng egg in his hand and put it on the Huangquan blood coffin with a big inscription on it.

The next moment it worked.

The vibrations in the blood coffin subsided and became completely quiet in less than three breaths.

Yang Yiyun finally relaxed now, and with a wave of his hand, he put the Huangquan Blood Coffin and the Kunpeng Egg into the space of the Qiankun Pot.

This time the suppression was truly complete.

Looking up at the distance, the soul-taking ancestor vomited out another mouthful of old blood. His body swayed and he almost fell.

Yang Yiyun suddenly laughed: "Hahaha... the old guy vomited several mouthfuls of old blood~"