My Master Is a God

"I want to be with daddy."

After a while, the blood baby finally said a word, with a firm light shining in his red eyes.

Caishen Empress was a little more open-minded and said: "You are master and disciple now. Let's talk about it now. What the result will be is still unknown. Don't extinguish your majesty first. The majestic Holy Emperor is the Holy King of All Saints. It’s just a first-level Shura, it will be destroyed.”

When Yang Yiyun heard the domineering words of the Caishen Empress, his inner depression was dispelled a lot. Indeed, his Taoist heart was unknowingly suppressed by the aura here, which made him a little pessimistic.

Just like Caishen Empress said, no matter what happens, fuck him first and then talk about it.

Is it true that I have no strength?

Not to mention himself, the Caishen Empress alone has the strength and cultivation equivalent to that of a semi-saint, and the Blood Infant is also possessed of mysterious power.

And he thought it was okay, so there was no need for the three of them to be pessimistic.

Not to the point of being pessimistic yet.

His ability to express pessimistic emotions has a lot to do with his own character of emphasizing love and justice, and it is also affected by the aura here.

From this point of view, it is enough to explain the strangeness of that stone statue.

Of course, the stone statue bleeding from its seven orifices now is Emperor Zun.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun glanced at Caishen Empress and Xue Ying and said, "Be careful."

After saying this, he jumped up and hit the stone statue with his palm from a distance.

"God punishes all things."

With one palm shot out, divine light shone brightly, and the air in all directions between heaven and earth condensed at this moment.

The divine power of the holy way is a palm, borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

It really shouldn’t be underestimated.

At the same time, the Blood Infant on the left and the Caishen Empress on the right took action at the same time.

The blood baby pointed at the stone statue, but a red lightning bolt went away.

The Caishen Empress moved her finger, and a rainbow came out of her hand and went straight to the stone statue.

The two men seemed to be attacking randomly, but in fact Yang Yiyun felt the powerful energy bursting out from each of them, each with its own strengths and differences.

During the attack, his aura was no weaker than his Heavenly Punishment Palm.

When the three of them appeared together, the entire space was shaking.

This also gave Yang Yiyun great confidence.

Even if they are facing a real strong man of the holy way, do you think the three of them are capable of fighting?

With this thought in his mind, Yang Yiyun's eyes were fixed on the stone statue.

When the attack of the three of them reached three meters away from the stone statue, the stone statue finally changed.

Three red and black streams of light appeared.

But in an instant, he turned into three figures.

His face was extremely ferocious, and he actually roared.

"Roar~"

In the roar, the three lights in the stone statue transformed into three people, and suddenly counterattacked the attacks of the three of them.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom."

Three roars.

Bloody light, golden light, seven-colored light and black energy intertwined together, and what erupted was a deafening sound.

In an instant, the energy in the field exploded.

With a buzz, a strong and dazzling light spread out.

It spread thousands of meters away.

Yang Yiyun, Xueying, and Caishen Empress all rushed to thirty meters away. They were forced to stop by this wave of air and could not advance any further, but the three of them did not take a step back.

What Yang Yiyun felt at this time was a huge energy storm, which was scary, but within the tolerance range.

His face also darkened.

The attack of the three of them was obviously stopped by the stone statue alone.

This also shows how powerful the power erupted from the stone statue is.

Among the three of them, Caishen Empress is the semi-saint in Lingkou, not to mention the Blood Infant. Since the Blood Infant was born, there has never been a real defeat.

And what about himself?

The cultivation of the fourth level of Hedao is just superficial.

Such a powerful trio was actually transformed into three figures by three red and black rays of light emerging from the stone statue.

How terrifying?

Yang Yiyun had to be surprised.

The next moment, the energy field dissipated.

Everything seemed to be at peace.

Yang Yiyun looked over. On the nine-meter-diameter altar, the stone statue sat cross-legged. It seemed that it had not moved. It seemed to be just a stone statue. Except for the bleeding from its seven orifices, it looked unchanged.

Is this really the case?

Of course not.

The confrontation just now explained everything.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun and the Blood Infant Color Goddess were lined up side by side, suspended in the air and looking at the stone statues.

"Click~"

There was a crisp sound.

Yang Yiyun's eyes narrowed, and he saw a crack in the stone statue.

"Kachacha..."

In an instant, the entire stone statue cracked.

No, to be precise, the surface of the stone statue began to peel.

"Boom~"

After a dull sound, the red and black halo on the stone statue flashed away.

The next moment, a middle-aged man in black appeared in the sight of Yang Yiyun and the others.

Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were tightly closed.

He also looked to be in his early forties. Different from Yang Yiyun's imagination, this was a very human-looking person.

It was not the ferocious-looking demon monster he imagined.

Emperor Zun?

Yang Yiyun muttered in his heart.

Suddenly, this person opened his eyes.

His eyes instantly turned from red to pitch black. After returning to normal human eyes, they were as bright as stars and like a bottomless abyss.

As soon as they looked at each other, Yang Yiyun felt that his soul was trembling.

Fortunately, Yuanshen Zhongtian's heart was shocked at this moment, and he instantly dispelled this bad aura.

The next moment this person saw him, there was a smile on his lips, but he said: "You came sooner after all. It's a pity. It's a pity that you gave me a hundred years."

It was inexplicably confusing to Yang Yiyun's ears, but Yang Yiyun could feel that he was talking to himself.

Staring at this middle-aged man dressed in black, Yang Yiyun had an indescribable feeling, strange and uncomfortable.

It seemed that this person had a spring-like smile, but Yang Yiyun felt a sense of disgust and even a trace of fear from the depths of his soul.

He hated the familiar people and feelings.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Yang Yiyun finally said: "Are you... the Emperor?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Yiyun and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect you haven't woken up yet, hahaha, it seems you can't wake up... You can call me Emperor, or you can call me Shura King, or Blood Sky Patriarch.

Haha, it seems I can only call you Yang Yiyun, right? You don't seem to be worthy of the title of Holy Emperor. I'm afraid you won't have a chance after today. "

These words were like thunder exploding in Yang Yiyun's ears.

Why?

because……

The middle-aged man named three titles, Emperor Zun, Shura King, and Blood Sky Ancestor.

If Yang Yiyun had never been to the Realm of the Gods, he would not know that the names of King Shura and Patriarch Xuetian were actually the same person.

Now it is clear that this person is the Emperor, King Shura, and even the ancestor of Blood Sky.

This is……

what happened?

An answer had already arrived in Yang Yiyun's mind.

The same person~

There is nothing wrong if you think about it. The Holy Emperor can be reincarnated three times and practice, so the same can be done for King Shura.

I just didn’t want to stay in the God Realm.

At this time, he is King Shura, the Patriarch of Blood Heaven, and the Emperor.

Yang Yiyun took a deep breath and said: "No matter who you are, you cannot stay in the God Realm. I will kill you today, or you will go to your Netherworld and Blood Sea. I am here in the God Realm and I will not tolerate you running wild."

Emperor Zun laughed after listening to Yang Yiyun's words. He seemed not to care about Yang Yiyun's threat. Instead, he said with a playful tone, "What's the use? Even if you can kill me today, what's the harm? I'm the only one who will die if I stay here." Just one of the ten clones in the God Realm.

To tell you the truth, there are nine other clones in the entire three realms. I am determined to win the three realms of God, and my true body will be reborn in the sea of ​​blood. At that time, the ten clones in the three realms will start reincarnation. , let the true form of this king return to the God Realm.

During the Open Heaven Era, I said that the Three Realms should be ruled by my Blood Sea Avenue. Naturally, these words have to be taken into account. All the creatures in the Three Realms should be called my blood slaves under my Blood Sea Avenue. People, hehe, furthermore, do you think you can touch this king just by yourself? "

Yang Yiyun's heart beat uncontrollably as he listened to Shura King Chi Guoguo's straightforward words.

His heart was in turmoil.

The Emperor in front of him is only one of the ten clones of King Shura left in the God Realm. There are also nine clones scattered in the Three Realms.

King Shura is really waiting to be reborn in the sea of ​​blood.

Waiting for the ten clones to restart reincarnation, he will come to the divine world again.

How terrible this is...

Beads of sweat rolled down Yang Yiyun's forehead unconsciously.