My Master Is a God

When Yang Yiyun spoke, the four of the Baibian Shenjun felt something was not good. However, at this moment, Yang Yiyun was wrapped in hundreds of souls and could not move at all. The Baibian Shenjun only thought it was Yang Yiyun who was talking big words.

He sneered and said: "You have to admit that you do have some tricks, but in my eyes you are still an ant after all. Hand over the inscription key and I will leave you a complete body."

"Ant?" Yang Yiyun smiled evilly and continued: "It is indeed an ant. Although he is at the peak level of mid-Nascent Soul, in my eyes, he is indeed an ant. Killing you is like killing a dog, haha."

Although Yang Yiyun was currently haunted by the hundred souls released by the All-Changing God Lord Jian Jingjing and could not move his body, he still did not feel any nervousness or fear.

Because he had just summoned his master Yuntian at the critical moment, but the old man scolded him: "You brat, you are the only one with unrestricted mana in the Nirvana Space. You can't handle a few little Nascent Souls, so why bother me?"

"The dead old man, the All-Changing Divine Lord, has a soul-calling flag in his hand, how can I do it?" Yang Yiyun said.

"Aren't these useless things just some more powerful resentful souls? Listen to the supreme mantra taught by my teacher, not to mention these low-level resentful spirits, even the ancient souls can be saved..." Yun Tianxie During the curse, Yang Yiyun was taught the mantra to deal with the evil spirits in the Soul-Calling Banner of the All-Changing God Lord.

Yang Yiyun and the Baibian Shenjun were stalling for time by talking to each other, secretly comprehending the mantra taught by their master.

Anyway, he believed that as long as the old man acted like this with confidence, then the mantra taught by him would definitely be effective.

At this time, procrastinate if you can, and it is always a good idea to become more familiar with mantra spells.

Although the four people of Baibian Shenjun dug a big hole to trick him because they knew the traces of his appearance, they still used spells and other external forces after all, and their own cultivation and magic power were still limited.

Yang Yiyun knew that as long as he could resolve the Soul-Calling Banner of the All-Changing Divine Lord, the rest of the matter would not be a worry.

It is impossible for them to have so many talismans to take out. No matter where they are, the talismans the four of them just used are not seeking super talismans. There won't be many. Even he has ways to deal with it. If he suffers a loss once, it is enough. There can't be a second time, right?

At this time, the Variety God Lord looked at Yang Yiyun's tough mouth, and the more he believed that Yang Yiyun was pretending to be calm. For a moment, he thought that Yang Yiyun was sure to be defeated, and sneered: "I want to see how tough your mouth is, boy."

After finishing speaking, he said to the three mid-stage Nascent Soul monks beside him: "Three Taoist brothers will kill him and get the inscription key back. By then, the entire Louvre Taoist Palace's treasures will belong to the four of us."

The Hundred-Change God himself did not move, because at this time he was still controlling the soul-calling flag to deal with the Red Elephant Demon Soul. In his eyes, Yang Yiyun was not as good as a Red Elephant Demon Soul, and he finally suppressed the Red Elephant Demon Soul. When he got down, he didn't want anything to go wrong because of Yang Yiyun.

After speaking to the three people, the Almighty Divine Lord ignored Yang Yiyun and concentrated on dealing with the Red Elephant Demonic Soul. As long as the Red Elephant Demonic Soul was completely suppressed, the magic weapon guarded by the Red Elephant Demonic Soul would be his. Anyway, Yang Yiyun Being haunted by hundreds of souls released by her can't cause any trouble.

Deep down in her heart, the Almighty God Lord has never trusted anyone at all, and the three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul around her are no exception. They are just cannon fodder for use. If she believed in people, she would not be called the All-Change God Lord.

Three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul were approaching Yang Yiyun and were about to attack Yang Yiyun.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun sneered, and silently recited the mantra taught by the old man in his heart. As long as the mantra was used in one place, the hundreds of souls entangled in his body could be destroyed in an instant. He would wait for the three of them to get close and then kill them by surprise.

However, he forgot about Ye Wuxin.

In other words, he forgot about Ye Wuxin's kindness to him.

How could this unruly and willful young lady let him be harmed at this time?

It was this negligence that made Yang go completely berserk...

Just when the three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators took a step forward, and when Yang Yiyun was saving up and ready to go, a beautiful figure rushed over.

"Looking for death~"

One of the old men struck out with a sword in his backhand.

"touch~"

"Ah~"

"Pfft~"

Ye Wuxin originally thought that she would succeed in a sneak attack and buy Yang Yiyun time, but she didn't know that she was not close, and was pierced through the chest with a sword. She fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Wuxin~"

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 him out.

But...now she herself fell under someone else's sword.

Seeing the large patch of blood stained red on the chest of Ye Wuxin's white shirt, Yang Yiyun's eyes were bloodshot and he roared.

There was no plan in mind, and he wanted to kill three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at once.

After the operation of the mantra, the hundreds of souls wrapped around him suddenly howled like ghosts and wolves, and instantly turned into black smoke and dissipated into the world.

In just one thought, the difficulty was reduced to nothing, which fully demonstrated the power of the mantra taught by the old man, which is no exaggeration at all.

With the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, the Xuanhuang sword energy moved so well that he even used the small amount of thunder and lightning power stored in his body. He moved the Tianya Kung very close to him, and appeared next to the old man who had stabbed Ye Wuxin in the next second, and suddenly struck down with the sword.

"Death~"

"Pfft~"

Yang Yiyun, who was completely berserk, struck with anger, and with the help of his body and magical powers, he split the old man in half with one sword strike. The power of Zhiyang Zhigang's thunder and lightning was mixed in, and even the old man's Nascent Soul could not escape. The power of thunder and lightning caused it to shatter.

The other two saw Yang Yiyun suddenly break free from the entanglement of the Hundred-Chan God King and Hundred Souls, killing the old man instantly with one sword, and felt the powerful mana fluctuations on Yang Yiyun's body. They didn't understand that Yang Yiyun, a freak here, could actually use mana.

This is simply a nightmare for them. Even though they are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, they cannot use any magic power here. Even a random golden elixir monk can kill them.

The two of them reacted and ran away.

But would the furious Yang Yiyun give them a chance to escape?

"I'm going to die~"

Yang Yiyun used his magical power to turn into lightning, catching up with the two men and slashing them with his giant sword.

At the same time, the aura on Yang Yiyun's body increased, and a dull sound came from his body.

At this moment Yang Yiyun knew that he was going to break through, but unfortunately there was no spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Nirvana Space at this time.

But at this time, he only had killing intent in his eyes, and he could only stop by killing two monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"No...ah~"

"Pfft~"

A head flew into the air.

Yang Yiyun chopped off the head of one of them, and then with a slash, the second man's body was cut into two pieces, destroying Nascent Soul.

In a blink of an eye, the other monk lost his courage and stopped running. He rushed towards Yang Yiyun with a long knife in 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's bloodshot eyes narrowed: "Stealing Heaven's Hand~"

A blow to the right hand bone, the most powerful blow was unleashed, and it instantly turned into a huge claw and struck the man.

"Boom~"

After the dull sound, the Nascent Soul cultivator was directly beaten into a pile of minced meat by Yang Yiyun's full-strength move of Stealing Heaven's Hand.

In fact, in less than five or six breaths, Yang Yiyun was exposed and killed three monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But Baibian Shenjun came out not far away, controlling the soul-summoning flag to witness the evil side of Yang Yiyun with his own eyes. Everything happened so fast that he had no time to react.

Seeing the three people's stumps and broken arms, the Variety Divine Monarch's heart trembled, and she was scared.

But just because of this distraction, the Red Elephant Demon Soul suddenly broke free from the suppression.

"Roar~"

A thundering 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 shoot it directly at the Bai Bian Shenjun. He knew that this arrow was a powerful divine soul attack. If the Bai Bian Shenjun couldn't catch it, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

The Hundred-Change God Lord spit out a mouthful of essence and blood as his face changed wildly, and spat it out on the soul-summoning flag in his hand. The soul-summoning flag suddenly filled with black air, and instantly enveloped him in it.

An arrow from the red elephant demon soul also flew directly into the black air.

"Ah~"

The screams of the All-Changing God Lord came from the black air.

Yang Yiyun knew that this arrow would make the Almighty God lose his skin even if he died, so he ignored it and ducked to Ye Wuxin's side.

Ye Wuxin was lying in a pool of blood. At this moment, a blood hole appeared in his heart, and blood was still flowing out. He felt that his breath was weak, but fortunately he was not dead. This 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 it into Ye Wuxin's mouth.

"Silly girl~"

After giving Ye Wuxin two drops of water of life, Yang Yiyun muttered to himself, picked her up and placed her in the corner of the hall, then stood up and looked at the field again, with murderous intent in his eyes.