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When Yang Yiyun was speaking, the four of the Variety Gods felt a little uncomfortable, but at the moment Yang Yiyun was surrounded by hundreds of souls and couldn't move at all, and the Variety Gods only thought it was Yang Yiyun who was talking big.
Sneered and said: "Boy, I have to admit that you do have some tricks, but in the eyes of this gentleman, you are an ant after all. Hand over the key of the inscription, and I will leave you a whole body."
"Ants?" Yang Yiyun smiled evilly and continued: "It is indeed an ant. Although it is the peak cultivation level in the mid-Yuanying period, it is indeed an ant in the eyes of the young master. Killing you is like killing a dog, haha."
Although Yang Yiyun was entangled by the hundred souls released by the God of Variety Jianjing at this time, unable to move his body, he still didn't feel nervous or afraid at all.
Because he summoned his master Yun Tian just now at a critical moment, the old man scolded him: "You brat is the only one with unrestricted mana in the Annihilation Dimension. Could it be that you still can't deal with a few little Nascent Souls, and you still want to bother me as a teacher?"
"The dead old man, the ever-changing god, has a soul-calling banner in his hand, how can I handle it?" Yang Yiyun said stubbornly.
"Useless things, aren't they just some stronger resentful spirits? Listen to the teacher and pass on your supreme mantra, let alone these low-level resentful spirits, even the ancient souls can give them salvation" Yun Tianxie During the cursing, Yang Yiyun taught the mantra in Yang Yiyun's mind to deal with the resentful spirits in the ever-changing god's summoning banner.
? Yang Yiyun and the God of Variety are just trying to delay the time and secretly comprehend the mantra taught by the master.
Anyway, he believes that as long as the old man is confident in doing so, then the mantra taught by his old man will definitely be effective.
At this time, if you can procrastinate for a while, you can procrastinate. It is always right to be more familiar with mantra spells.
Speaking of the four Variety Gods, although they dug a big hole to intimidate him by knowing where he appeared, they still used external forces such as spells, and their own cultivation and mana were still restricted.
Yang Yiyun knew that as long as the God of Variety's summoning flag was resolved, the rest would be nothing to worry about.
It is also impossible for them to take out so many spells. No matter where they are, the spells that the four of them used just now are not super-seeking spells. There will not be many. Even he has a way to deal with it. It is enough to suffer once. It's impossible to have a second time, right?
Seeing Yang Yiyun's stubborn mouth at this time, the God of Variety became more convinced that Yang Yiyun was pretending to be calm. For a while, he thought that Yang Yiyun had been settled, and sneered: "I want to see how tough your mouth is."
After finishing speaking, he said to the three Nascent Soul mid-stage monks beside him: "The three Taoist brothers killed him and brought back the key to the inscription. At that time, the heaven, material and earth treasures of the entire Louvre Taoist Palace will belong to the four of us."
The Variety God himself did not move, because at this time he was still manipulating the soul-calling flag in his hand to deal with the red elephant demon soul. In his eyes, even Yang Yiyun was no match for a red elephant demon soul, and finally suppressed the red elephant demon soul When he came down, he didn't want to make trouble because of Yang Yiyun.
After speaking to the three people, the Variety God will no longer pay attention to Yang Yiyun, and concentrate on dealing with the red elephant demon soul. As long as the red elephant demon soul is completely suppressed, the magic weapon guarded by the red elephant demon soul will be his at that time. Anyway, Yang Yiyun Being entangled in hundreds of souls released by her can't make any troubles.
Deep down in her heart, the Variety God has never believed in anyone, and the three monks around her in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are no exception.
Three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul approached Yang Yiyun, and they were about to attack Yang Yiyun.
At this moment, Yang Yiyun sneered at the corner of his mouth, and silently recited the mantra taught by the old man in his heart. As long as there is one mantra, the hundreds of souls entangled in his body can be wiped out instantly. He waited for the three to approach and killed them by surprise.
However, he forgot about Ye Wuxin.
Or rather forget Ye Wuxin's kindness to him all the time.
How could this unruly and willful young lady allow him to be harmed at this time?
It was this negligence that caused Yang to go completely berserk
Just when the three Nascent Soul mid-stage monks took a step forward, and when Yang Yiyun was saving and ready to go, a beautiful figure rushed over.
"Looking for death~"
One of the old men made a backhand with a sword.
"Touch~"
"Ah~"
"Pfft~"
Ye Wuxin originally thought that if she made a sneak attack, she would succeed and buy time for Yang Yiyun, but she didn't get close, so she was pierced through the chest by a sword, and fell to the ground, spitting blood.
"No heart~"
Yang Yiyun's face changed wildly. He didn't expect this silly girl to rush in at this time.
I knew in my heart that she actually wanted to help her out.
But now she herself fell under someone else's long sword.
Looking at Ye Wuxin's white shirt and chest that was stained red with blood, Yang Yiyun's eyes were bloodshot and he roared.
I don't care about any calculations in my heart, I want to kill three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at once.
After the mantra was activated, the hundreds of souls entwined around him suddenly howled like ghosts and wolves, and turned into black smoke in an instant, dissipating in the sky and the earth.
?It only takes a moment of thought, and it is difficult to entangle all kinds of chaos into nothingness. It fully demonstrates the power of the old man's teaching of the truth, and it is not an exaggeration at all.
The dragon-slaying sword was in hand, and the black and yellow sword was running so fast that it even used the power of thunder and lightning stored in the body with a small number of digits.
"Dead~"
"Pfft~"
Yang Yiyun, who was completely runaway, shouted angrily with a blow, and with the assistance of body skills, the old man was split in two with one sword, and the most masculine and powerful thunder and lightning power was mixed in, and the old man's Nascent Soul did not escape. The power of thunder and lightning shattered it.
The other two saw that Yang Yiyun suddenly broke free from the entanglement of the Hundred Souls, and killed the old man with a single sword. They felt the powerful mana fluctuations on Yang Yiyun's body. They didn't understand that Yang Yiyun, a freak, could use mana.
This is simply a nightmare for them. Even though they are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, they cannot use any mana here. Even a random Jindan monk can kill them.
The two reacted and ran away.
But will Yang Yiyun, who is in a rage, give them a chance to escape?
"I'm going to die~"
? Yang Yiyun's supernatural powers were running so close to the end of the world, like lightning, he caught up with the two giant swords and slashed.
At the same time, the breath on Yang Yiyun's body was strong, and there was a dull crackling sound in his body.
At this moment, Yang Yiyun knew that he was going to break through, but unfortunately, there was no aura of heaven and earth in the space of annihilation at this time.
But at this time, he only had killing intent in his eyes, and he could only stop by beheading two monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Noah~"
"Pfft~"
A head flew into the air.
Yang Yiyun chopped off the head of one of them, and then he took advantage of the trend, killing the second person and destroying the Nascent Soul.
In a blink of an eye, the other monk lost his courage, instead of running away, he rushed towards Yang Yiyun with a long knife in his hand. Anyway, he knew that he could not escape in the hands of Yang Yiyun, the evil god, so it was better to fight.
Yang Yiyun narrowed his bloodshot eyes: "Stealer~"
With a blow to the bone of the right hand, the most powerful blow was released, and it instantly turned into a huge claw to slap the person.
"Boom~"
After the dull sound, this Nascent Soul cultivator was directly smashed into a pile of minced meat by Yang Yiyun's all-out move to steal the magic power of the Heavenly Hand.
In fact, it was less than five or six breaths before and after, and Yang Yiyun beheaded three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul while being exposed.
However, Bai Bian Shenjun was not far away, and he manipulated the summoning banner to witness Yang Yiyun's evil side. Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to react.
Seeing the broken limbs and broken arms of the three people, the God of Variety trembled in her heart, and she was frightened.
But just this moment of distraction, the red elephant demon soul suddenly broke free from the suppression.
"Roar~"
A sky-shattering roar came from the mouth of the red elephant demon soul.
In a blink of an eye, Yang Yiyun saw the red elephant demon soul spit out a sharp arrow and shot it directly at the Variety God. He knew that this arrow was a powerful soul attack. If the Variety God couldn't take it, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.
However, as the face of the Variety God Lord changed wildly, he spit out a mouthful of blood on the soul-calling flag in his hand, and the soul-calling flag suddenly became black, wrapping him in it instantly.
An arrow from the red elephant demon soul also flew directly into the black air.
"Ah~"
The scream of the Variety God came from the black air.
Yang Yiyun knew that this arrow would lose his skin even if he could not die, so he ignored it, and came to Ye Wuxin's side in a flash.
Falling in a pool of blood Ye Wuxin At this time, a blood hole appeared in his heart, and blood was still oozing out, and his breath was weak, but fortunately he did not die, which was lucky for Yang Yiyun.
With a wave of his hand, he took out two drops of water of life from the Qiankun pot and fed them into Ye Wuxin's mouth.
"Silly girl~"
After giving Ye Wuxin two drops of water of life, Yang Yiyun murmured to himself, picked her up and placed her in the corner of the hall, then got up and looked at the field again, with murderous intent in his eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?Looking at the field, there was a murderous intent in his eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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