My Master Is a God

"Four breaths come from all directions~" Hei Lian continued to remind.

At this time, Yang Yiyun could finally be sure that the so-called phantoms were not one, but the nineteen he had previously speculated.

They killed fifteen, and now Hei Lian said that four of them came.

Obviously the speculation is correct.

And of the four magical monsters that will appear next, one of them will definitely be the magical king.

The hard fight is finally coming.

Yang Yiyun thought in his heart, but he was not afraid. He should have found Bao Shunguang, Ding Heping, Yao Buyan, Bian Long and Xing Yuanming by now.

It's half done for the time being.

All that is left is to destroy the magical demon, and let everyone wake up and leave this magical consciousness world.

While waiting, Yang Yiyun thought about what other form the phantom would appear in.

Before, Ke has changed into everyone among them, wandering between the virtual and the real.

This time Yang Yiyun must have come to think so.

I am not too burdened.

I'm afraid that the phantom will not appear.

...

"Hehe~ You are a trash guy, but I have enough of it, so let's let you all disappear!"

Familiar voices resounded in all directions.

Yang Yiyun could tell that the voice was actually Xuexiang's voice.

In the next moment, four figures came out of the fog.

Xuexiang is really in it.

Of course Yang Yiyun knew that it was the incarnation of an illusion, not the real Xuexiang.

As for the other three unexpectedly, they were not human bodies, but the forms of the four demonic energy.

It seemed that Xuexiang was the dominant player, or that Xuexiang was the Phantom Demon King, and the three demon qi forms were just like his men.

However, the three demon qis in Yang Yiyun's eyes were different from the ones that were destroyed before.

At this time, he was a little confused as to how the phantom would move.

However, he has the Eastern Emperor Bell on his body, and it covers everyone in it, so he is not too worried.

Listening to Xuexiang or Phantom Demon talking, this has been calling him waste several times, and Yang Yiyun's heart suddenly burst into flames.

"Little master, I will let you know who is the waste."

Han Sheng's response was exchanged for the ridicule of the magic demon.

"Ha ha ha... I said for the first time that you are a trash, but you have been too boring for countless years, and you have lost a few magical qi from the ground, do you really think you are invincible?

Then I will let you see what is the way of magic, a small turtle shell, it will be broken for you with a wave of hands. "

The maddening words against the sky came out of the phantom demon's mouth.

However, seeing the magical demon waved three devilish energy into her body from three directions, she immediately took a palm against Yang Yiyun's East Emperor Bell.

Immediately afterwards, a huge devil's palm was photographed.

Yang Yiyun watched the magical demon absorb three demon qi, and listened to Xuexiang's magical demon's words, only then knew that what he had refined was only the phantom demon qi, not a true little magical demon.

Obviously there is only one phantom.

It was a magical demon that turned into Xuexiang.

With a palm out, Yang Yiyun did not dare to be careless, and fully urged the Donghuang Bell.

"Boom~"

"Om~"

The bells of the Eastern Emperor's bell were masterpieces, the golden runes flowed, and ten thousand golden lights burst out, illuminating thousands of meters.

In other words, he is going to defend this magic hand.

The huge magic hand of more than 30 meters patted it down.

Confronted with the golden light of his Donghuang Bell.

In the next second, Yang Yiyun's face changed.

Because he felt the breath of the magic hand of Illusory Demon, which completely exceeded his expectations.

"Boom~"

"Crack~"

The deafening voice resounded everywhere.

The Donghuang Bell broke with a click.

It was originally the power of supernatural powers, and the power that could not bear the magic hand would naturally dissipate invisible.

Yang Yiyun's expression changed, and with a cold snort, he summoned the Gate of Youdu to go up.

"Boom~"

There was a loud noise.

"How far away are you~"

Yang Yiyun spoke loudly to Ding Heping.

He knew that this was a contest of spirit consciousness, and Ding and Ping Ping might not be able to help.

The only one who can fight against the phantoms is the genius and supernatural powers of the soul.

There is no way to rely solely on the power of the soul.

The power displayed by the phantom magic at this time has far exceeded his expectations.

Allowing Ding Heping to take action will not necessarily work, but will cause casualties and disrupt Dao Xin.

Although the gate of Youdu was also shaken apart, the huge magic hand of the illusion demon finally disappeared.

"Hehe, Little Waste is a bit capable, and there is a primordial supernatural power, but... in the world of Illusory Demon Consciousness in this seat, you are still a waste snack.

This seat allows you to see and see what is the power of the magical demon, pinching you to death is as easy as pinching an ant all the time, hahaha..."

The phantom in the form of Xuexiang laughed wildly.

Then suddenly shouted at Yang Yiyun.

"Roar~"

A fierce roar sounded.

However, I saw a magical energy spit out from Huan Mo's mouth, and instantly turned into a magic dragon, 100 meters long, facing Yang Yiyun.

"Wow~"

The sound of Longming sounded with an extremely sharp sound.

Yang Yiyun felt the pain of acupuncture in his head.

"Om~"

After a buzzing sound, Yang Yiyun realized that the black light of Hailian Terrace was radiating.

Then the black lotus emerged and turned into a huge lotus platform of one hundred meters.

Yang Yiyun floated in the center of the lotus platform, only then did he feel the pain of the devil dragon's roar just disappeared.

Sonic attack.

Faced with the attack of the magic dragon, opening his mouth.

The black lotus is in full bloom, and the Wuguang masterpiece.

"Wow~"

The magic dragon roared, biting on the lotus platform with one bite.

"Buzzing~"

The lotus platform buzzed, and thirty-six petals burst out, heading towards the whole body of the dragon.

"Boom boom boom boom~"

There was a bang after another, but it was the sound of thirty black lotus petals falling on the body of the magic dragon~

"Ohhhhhhh..."

The dragon screamed.

His voice weakened, and he was finally slaughtered by Heilian's 36 petals.

The dragon dissipated.

"Hey~ Little waste is a bit interesting, there are other creatures in your soul, hahaha...well, let's see if this seat swallows you."

The magic dragon was cut off, the magic magic not only did not panic, but also with excitement, he was about to swallow the black lotus.

This shocked Yang Yiyun's heart.

Now I know that the magical magic is beyond imagination.

How to do?

Yang Yiyun thought of the way to deal with it.

But the attack of the magic demon came soon.

Seeing Xuexiang transformed by Illusory Demon, he searched it and hovered directly above the black lotus, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun stood on the black lotus and looked up, only to find that the magic demon had become a giant, and he and the black lotus had shrunk many times...

This is the world of magical consciousness. It is not surprising that the magical magic can change the rules as she wants to make her bigger. In fact, the magical magical has become bigger, not that he and Heilian shrink.

The mountain-like atmosphere of the magic brake enveloped and pressed.

Thirty-six black lotus petals exploded again and went straight to the fantasy magic.

But after hearing a cold snort from the phantom demon, the next moment she saw her white giant hand demon qi emerge, and she forcibly grabbed it.

He directly ignored thirty-six black lotus petals.

"Boom boom boom..."

The black lotus petals burst one by one, and Xuexiang, who was transformed by the magic demon, exploded with one hand, and directly grabbed the lotus platform and Yang Yiyun.

At this time, Yang Yiyun was shocked, and he knew he couldn't stop the magical demon.

The last hole card must be played, otherwise he and Hei Lian will be finished.

This phantom is too strong.

"The natal idol-now!"

Yang Yiyun roared out.

Immediately afterwards, colorful colors appeared all over his body.

Buzzing, a statue of a **** with closed eyes appeared behind Yang Yiyun.

"Big~"

Yang Yiyun opened his mouth and uttered another word.

The natal idol suddenly rose up.

It turned into a huge height of one hundred meters in a flash.

It was also at this moment that the magic demon caught and touched his natal idol.

The scene appeared as expected.

Boom~

"Ah~"

"Zizzi~"

When the magical demon grasped Yang Yiyun's natal idol, she suddenly screamed.

The colorful halo swept across the hand of the magical demon, sizzling, and the hand of the magical demon smoked and rotted like sulfuric acid pouring...

The magical screamed and backed out.

Obviously, he didn't expect Yang Yiyun to have a natal deity.

Moreover, Yang Yiyun's natal deity is his own natal deity, which is different from any monk's natal deity. Many people's natal deities are objects, not human figures.

But Yang Yiyun's natal idol is himself.

Back then, the old man prevented him from revealing the natal deity in front of anyone, so that Yang Yiyun never summoned the natal deity very much, and even Yang Yiyun himself didn't know what his natal deity was capable of.

At this moment, I have seen it.

Under the divine soul state, the natal deity appeared, and he merged with the natal deity.

God and soul merge.

For a moment, Yang Yiyun had an inexplicable word in his mind.

The fate star is the Tao, the original image is the god!