My Master Is a God

There is no living being in the entire hall, except for this ice sculpture lion, which can only be Yuan Chentian without a doubt.

Yang Yiyun thought about it now. The twelve lion figures in the square outside were half beasts and half humans. Although they were puppet stones, their images were lions. He thought they were the random masterpieces of the Stone Demon God Emperor. But now that he thinks about it, it must be true. It is a puppet trained according to Yuan Chentian's body.

Everything is traceable.

The Stone Demon God Emperor is the sitting God Emperor of Yuan Chentian, so he must have been affected in any way. It is not surprising that he created the puppet lion man.

There was only one ice sculptured lion in the hall at this time and nothing else. It must be Yuan Chentian.

The body is a lion with the fire attribute.

After Yang Yiyun felt it, the entire natural cave star hall was filled with stones with huge fire attribute energy under the three-foot layer of ice. It seemed that it was a place that Yuan Chentian could choose to practice Taoism, or to resist the cold. .

After careful observation, there was a pool frozen by ice under the body of the ice sculptured persimmon, or Yuan Chentian. He glanced with his consciousness and discovered that it was a magma pool. The temperature was not low, and it had extremely powerful energy fluctuations.

Unfortunately, no matter how high the temperature is, it is still frozen by the power of ice.

As for the source of the ice, Yang Yiyun found that it came from Yuan Chentian's body.

At this moment, he was finally sure that Huang Shulang's information and speculation were correct. Yuan Chentian was indeed injured in his body, and the root cause was the cold power emanating from his body.

The overbearing and extremely cold power he felt made his heart palpitate.

But it would be a good thing for him to kill Yuan Chentian.

After all, Yuan Chentian is now being counterattacked by this cold energy.

I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect that Yuan Chentian was frozen into an ice sculpture. In Yang Yiyun's opinion, killing Yuan Chentian was no longer stressful under such circumstances.

"Master, let's take action directly. It seems that Yuan Chentian is at the peak of the backlash. If he carries the power of the backlash, I'm afraid he will have to deal with the trouble~"

Tu Jingyuan, who rarely spoke proactively, spoke up.

Yang Yiyun nodded and said: "Well, you guys stand back and I'll do it~"

Although it seems that Yuan Chentian's body has been frozen, and he seems to be unaware of everything in the outside world, after all, he is the God Lord. Who knows what Yuan Chentian's situation is?

Perhaps only Yuan Chentian himself knows.

The next moment, Yang Yiyun raised his dragon-slaying sword and struck it at the ice sculptured lion.

"Cut~"

It is still an extremely simple sword, but his sword is a magical sword skill, and its power is needless to say.

This sword is also a test, but don't capsize in the gutter. He is also standing dozens of meters away.

The sword came out and distorted the space. It was quite powerful.

When he was about to reach the ice sculpture lion in the blink of an eye, the next moment he saw the ice sculpture lion emitting a dazzling light, the fiery red light tinged with silver.

"Roar~"

At the same time, a thundering roar echoed throughout the hall.

It's the roar of a lion.

Yang Yiyun sighed in his heart, it was indeed not simple.

He had no hope that Yuan Chentian would be trapped by the backlash of his injuries and captured, waiting for them to kill him obediently.

"Click rub..."

There was a sound like breaking glass.

I saw the ice sculpture shattered.

The next moment a fiery red light illuminated the entire hall.

Then a burly man who looked like middle-aged appeared in front of them.

At the same time, it is accompanied by powerful pressure from heaven and earth.

Yang Yiyun felt the pressure.

The power of the God Lord is indeed very different from that of the God Emperor.

One realm, one place, one place, not just talk.

Yang Yiyun thought to himself.

"Junior is so brave~"

For a moment, the middle-aged man stared at Yang Yiyun and spoke, and overwhelming pressure enveloped Yang Yiyun.

To be honest, Yang Yiyun was really shocked at first, but as the other party's pressure enveloped him, he was no longer worried.

Because he felt that although the other party's pressure was strong, it was still slightly chaotic.

This is not the aura that a strong man should have at all, and there will be no chaos at all.

This can only show that the other party is indeed injured, and this pressure comes over, and he is not bluffing or even delaying time in the first place.

After understanding this, Yang Yiyun looked at the middle-aged man, grinned and asked, "Are you Yuan Chentian, the Lord of the Sky City?"

"So what if it's me? You should die if you disturb me."

This sentence is tantamount to admission.

Yang Yiyun confirmed that the ice sculpture lion before was indeed Yuan Chentian, and the original body was a lion.

Hehe smiled and said: "It's not to mention disturbing. To be precise, we are here for revenge. Of course, the key point is that we need to take over your position as the city lord."

Yuan Chentian's body is churning at this moment, and he is trying his best to suppress the backlash of the ice power in his body. The situation will only be very bad if he actually takes action, otherwise he would not talk nonsense with Yang Yiyun, and he would like to slap Yang Yiyun to death.

But now he needs time to suppress the backlash of the injury in his body.

The injury that occurred more than 100,000 years ago has been bothering him to this day. Not only has he not recovered, but it has even become more serious in recent years. It is really not the right time to take action now.

He needs to delay.

Hearing Yang Yiyun speak, he snorted coldly and said, "Revenge? As a human being, you have never had any dealings with the human race."

Indeed, he couldn't remember when he had offended a human race. As for the second half of the sentence, he simply ignored it, the position of city lord?

Is it a joke?

Yang Yiyun grinned and said, "Huang Shulang, tell him who you are."

It's just a famous teacher.

Huang Shulang's eyes were red, and in a few words he recounted the grudge that his wife and children were trampled to death by Yuan Chentian more than 100,000 years ago, and finally added, Yang Yiyun is my master.

Facing Huang Shulang's words, Yuan Chentian frowned. He couldn't even remember such a thing. It happened more than 100,000 years ago. He was a powerful divine master back then, so how could he care about two little Ru? The life and death of the ant rat demon?

But then Yuan Chentian took a look at Yang Yiyun and understood. The point is that this human boy, a high-ranking peak god emperor is here to provoke him. The point is that this human being is the city lord.

He was just deliberately looking for trouble, and it was just a pretext to stand up for his subordinates.

"Haha, if I want to take revenge, I have to see if you have what it takes." Yuan Chentian is still stalling for time. When he can slow down and suppress the backlash in his body, he can kill these ants with his backhand.

"Then give it a try~" Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and then suddenly slashed at Yuan Chentian with his sword.

How could he not know that Yuan Chentian was stalling for time?

As for him, he had the same thoughts as Yuan Chentian. The reason why he had delayed taking action until now was because he wanted to carefully feel what was going on in Yuan Chentian's body. During the conversation, he finally felt Yuan Chentian's aura, which was indeed very special. Chaos, and in terms of cultivation level, he is a junior god master. He grasped it at this moment.

Naturally, he will not give Yuan Chentian time to regulate and suppress the backlash of the injury in his body. Instead, he will buy time to get rid of Yuan Chentian while he is suffering from the backlash in his body.