My Master Is a God

For Yang Yiyun, he did not expect Hongyi to kill the enemy, but it was enough to act as a diversion. He was the one who actually took action.

He just let Hong Yi give him a chance to create, as long as there was a gap, it was enough.

In fact, it turned out that the help the red clothes brought to him far exceeded expectations.

He believed that in the future, when Hong Yi's consciousness gradually becomes stronger and matures, and when she can think independently, it will be the time for her to return to the true sub-sage.

The current Hongyi can only understand his orders, so he just attacks whoever he wants without any thinking ability at all.

It is actually very dangerous to do this, but fortunately she is the body of a sub-sage, and her physical strength is comparable to the best immortal weapons, or even far exceeds them.

Therefore, red clothes often have unexpected effects when they take action.

Because Hong Yi relies on the power of the physical body, she does not have the aura of magic power. Many people are easy to agree, thinking that she does not have any magic power and just rely on the physical body to fight. They don't care at all. However, they do not know that Hong Yi is the physical body of the sub-sage, and the power that bursts out , beyond imagination, and by the time I realized it, I had already suffered a big loss.

How could the power of Ya Sheng's physical body be beyond the imagination of ordinary immortals? Yang Yiyun had even suffered losses.

And this is the power that Hongyi shows without thinking. If she waits until her consciousness matures in the future, it will definitely be even more terrifying.

The pure Yasage cultivator of the physical body has long since disappeared in the ancient times. If the ancestor of soul-taking had not practiced the soul-taking method and got the news about the tombs of red clothes and black armor, even the corpses would not be found, and ordinary people would not be found. Don't dare to move.

For Yang Yiyun, it was a chance to get a sub-sage like Hong Yi. It was also a blessing that he had the life and death talisman to control it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to use it.

There were three immortal kings left in the field, and they were frightened by Yang Yiyun and Hongyi.

The consequences of being unwilling to fight will only hasten their demise.

Yang Yiyun gave Hong Yi an order, and Hong Yi pounced directly on the remaining three immortal kings.

Fortunately, the three immortal kings who had suffered a loss did not dare to be careless at this time, or in other words, they did not dare to confront Hongyi head-on. They turned around and the three of them rushed in three directions to escape.

One of the men in red was chasing after him. Yang Yiyun stood up with his sword and stared at one of them. The remaining one fled to the edge, but was blocked by the Jagged King.

"Cut~"

Yang Yiyun controlled the two swords with one heart. The dragon-slaying sword was shining with silver light, and the coiling dragon sword was flashing green and black. The powerful sword energy burst out and turned into a torrent of lightning, slashing towards the target.

Yang didn't even need to move his body. He stood on the same spot, holding the Sword Control Technique in his hand. With a wave of his hand, he controlled the two swords and killed the panicked Immortal King with great ease.

But the Immortal King who was targeted by Yang Yiyun broke out in a cold sweat. He knew he couldn't escape, so he roared loudly, and his whole body was filled with aura.

"Strong wind~"

But at the next moment, the wind blew up out of thin air around him, and his magic power turned into a tornado. There were hurricanes all around him, and he turned into a strong wind, and his figure was invisible.

But for Yang Yiyun, even if you transform into a dragon at this time, you will be killed.

"Boom~"

The dragon-slaying sword and the dragon-coiling sword slashed hard at the tornado that looked like a rainbow.

A deafening forced collision sounded.

Under the two swords, the tornado trembled violently...

But what surprised Yang Yiyun was that he didn't break the tornado formed by the other party.

And after one blow, a tornado of tens of meters came quickly towards him...

It seems that this is a desperate attempt to defeat the enemy.

It's just that Yang doesn't know how to kill like that, so if he fights with him, he has a way to deal with it.

The art of wielding a sword with ease, since one strike cannot succeed, then I will use two swords, three swords...

It can always crack your turtle shell.

"Cut off the water~"

"Crack the ground~"

With a sudden movement in his heart, he roared loudly, and with the two swords of Slaying Dragon and Coiling Dragon, he leaped up with great sword energy, and suddenly struck out again.

"Boom~"

The loud noise directly knocked down the tornado, making it impossible to get close to Yang Yiyun.

It seemed that the tornado was much darker this time and was already very unstable, and Yang Yiyun could vaguely see the figures inside.

"Almost~"

Yang muttered to himself, a golden light flashed all over his body, and with a buzzing sound, the Donghuang Bell appeared. He suddenly disappeared on the spot, rushed towards the opponent, and roared: "The aura of the law will be broken by me."

He clenched his fists tightly and gathered his magic power, bringing with him the law aura. He suddenly arrived in front of the tornado, and waved out his fists. Under the powerful law aura, his fists sparkled with golden light, and the power of heaven and earth gathered from all directions to form. The shadow of a fist as big as a millstone.

It suddenly hit the tornado.

"Boom~"

"Ah~poof~"

With Yang Yiyun's fists, the tornado dispersed in the roar, and with a scream, the Immortal King within him vomited blood and flew backwards.

Yang, who was standing there, waved his hand, and the dragon-slaying sword and the dragon-coiling sword disappeared in a flash.

One sword penetrated the opponent's head, another sword penetrated the chest, and the Immortal King fell.

At this moment, the screams started again, and when Yang Yiyun turned around, it was the red-clothed hands who tore the second Immortal King apart.

Hong Yi's order was to kill him. Hong Yi, who had just gained a faint consciousness, would not stop until he spotted one. Under pursuit, the frightened immortal king who had no intention of fighting could only be torn apart by Hong Yi's hands. fate.

The last Immortal King is not dead yet, but his end is even worse.

Because he was attacked by the Sawtooth King with hundreds of Sawtooth Birds.

The attack of the Sawtooth Bird is a killing without fear of death. The ferocious beast has no ability to think, only killing. Under the command of the Sawtooth King, this fairy king has one arm missing, half of his face missing, and his whole body is covered in wounds.

But seventy or eighty saw-toothed birds also died in the field.

The smell of blood only intensified the saw-toothed bird's counterattack.

Yang Yiyun saw that this Immortal King was at the end of his strength, and he wouldn't be able to hold on for long without taking action.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Sawtooth King who was waiting for an opportunity finally gave birth to a smart beast, piercing the chest with a claw, and then the Immortal King was directly eaten by hundreds of Sawtooth Birds.

So far, all seven Immortal Kings have been killed in the later stage.

It also proves the strength of his Immortal King's Dzogchen. Even without the help of red clothes, he can still fight against the immortals in the later stage of the Immortal King.

Strength and means can be regarded as entering the palace. Of course, there is still a long way to go to become a strong person, and you have to continue to work hard to cultivate.

…

Yang Yiyun looked on the other side and saw a red mist. He knew that the soul-capturing ancestor had opened the soul-capturing field.

Although he didn't know how the battle between the Soul-Capturing Ancestor and Yuchi Changkuan went, he believed that the Soul-Capturing Ancestor would win, otherwise he would be sorry for the Soul-Captivating Technique he practiced.

Just when he was thinking this, the red mist dissipated, and he saw the soul-taking ancestor walking out with black armor, leaving a mummy in the field.

It looked like all the blood and essence had been sucked dry.

Yang Yiyun frowned at this. He knew that this was the method used by the soul-capturing ancestor.

The ancestor of Soul Capture came over and said quickly: "Master, I kept you waiting for a long time~"

As he was talking, the soul-catcher came to observe his words. He saw Yang Yiyun frowning when he saw the corpse of Lieutenant Chi Changkuan. Essence and blood are indeed somewhat evil, but this is the essence of the soul-stirring method, and there is nothing I can do about it."

When explaining, the ancestor of Soul Capture was a little embarrassed and nervous. He had known that Yang Yiyun didn't like such evil methods.

Yang Yiyun glanced at the Soul-Taking Ancestor, but didn't say anything after all. Although his methods were evil, he was an enemy, and it was excusable. Besides, the fight on his side was equally bloody, no worse than the Soul-Taking Ancestor.

He took a deep breath and said: "Okay, I'm leaving. You guys can practice here and wait. I haven't come back for three months, so I'll wait at the appointed place."

"I'm sending you my best wishes, Master~" the Soul-Captivating Ancestor breathed out, but luckily it was not his fault.

Yang Yiyun took away the Sawtooth King and the remaining Sawtooth Birds with a wave of his hand. He did not dare to let them stay. After all, they were ferocious beasts. They only obeyed his orders. If they were not kept here, there would be trouble.

After greeting Luoyang and Xuexiang in the past, Yang Yiyun randomly found a small ice cave and went into it to look for the Oriental Iron Man.

Before leaving, he asked the soul-taking ancestor to clean up the battlefield and killed one Immortal King Dzogchen and seven late-stage Immortal Kings. These people would definitely be able to harvest some heavenly and earthly treasures.

But he didn't move, thinking to leave these things to Xuexiang and the others...

…

Inside the ice cave, Yang Yiyun and the God and Demon Bird were walking and talking.

"What sense might the crow have?"

His divine consciousness is not useful here, but he knows that the God and Demon Bird can sometimes help.

"No, keep going. You kid, don't expect me to find someone for you in the place where the ice origin was born. You can't do it. Now, just pray for your luck and find that guy from the Eastern Iron Man."

Yang Yiyun was a little disappointed by the answer of the God and Demon Bird, when he also knew that at this time, he could only rely on luck.

Although theoretically speaking, it is better not to look for him, but in his heart, he has passed the hurdle. Dongfang Ironman is his brother, and he must do his best to find him.

When you walk into the ice cave, the environment is exactly the same. It’s really a maze.

He walked like this for more than a month, during which he also encountered a small ice cave space, but he had no intention of breaking through the icicles to find the crystals.

I just want to find the Eastern Iron Man as soon as possible.

In the labyrinth-like ice cave, time passed very quickly, or in other words, there was no concept of time here. As he walked, Yang Yiyun sensed that the life and death talisman between him and the ancestor of the soul master was getting weaker and weaker, which meant that They were getting farther and farther apart.

There was no sense of direction in the frozen maze, so he just walked by feeling.

I mentally estimated that three months was not far away, but the Oriental Iron Man still hadn't been found.

Yang Yiyun decided to return on this day, because it was almost three months before he and the three of Luoyang made an agreement.

When I was about to return, I heard a faint sound in my ears...

It was like someone was fighting. It was far away, but he could still hear the sound coming. With a thought in his mind, he identified the direction and hurried away.

I was wondering if it would be the Eastern Ironman?