My Master Is a God

What Yang Yiyun moved out this time is the "Eight Dragon Scriptures", which was taught to him when he was playing the guqin against the **** Emperor Jiang in the dojo where he went to Shi Niang Tianji, and finally broke the supernatural power of the **** Emperor Jiang Qin Yin. .

Speaking of it, he broke the three patron saints of Water God, Luxury Corpse God, and God Emperor Jiang one by one, and got the three God Orbs. Unfortunately, when he entered the Master’s Daocheng, he used it to open the door. The three God Orbs are three. The key, otherwise it can be used today.

However, the eight Heavenly Dragon Scriptures taught by the old man are also the supreme magic methods specially used for disturbing the opponent's mind, spirit, illusion, and so on.

At this moment, the ancestor of the soul-grabbing was also desperate, and the gathering of dark clouds became a huge object, and the mighty sky locked him instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the fierce beast gathered by dark clouds descended from the sky and hit Yang Yiyun...

Yang Yiyun's eight Heavenly Dragon Sutras are uttered with natal gods, just three thousand words, every word of truth, every sentence is consuming the huge mana and soul power in his body.

Between thoughts, he let his forehead roll in the middle of his forehead, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. In the last moment, his body was trembling, gritted his teeth and insisted.

In just three thousand words of mantra, Yang Yiyun was in the same situation when he first tried it. It is still the same now, but the power is naturally different.

Just as the beast above the sky reached three meters above Yang Yiyun's head, Yang Yiyun sweated profusely and finally completed the eight Heavenly Dragon Scriptures.

The ancestor who stood far away was actually watching nervously, but this time he used his old book, which is a high-level forbidden technique in the soul-defying method, and it drained 80 to 90% of his body's strength with just one stroke. , If he can't win Yang Yiyun this time, he will run away.

It is true that the real power of the ancestor of the soul is to control the soul of the soul of others, and although he himself is a master of the fairy king Dzogchen, but the power of the physical body is a shortcoming, so he spent his efforts to steal the ancient immortal tomb. Two sub-holy puppets were used to protect himself.

But now?

The black-clad man went to chase the few people who had fled, and he has not returned yet, which can only show that he is entangled.

As for the other one, it was sealed in the blood coffin by that kid, but for him, it didn't seem to be something that Yang Yiyun was wrapped up close.

Because in the eyes of the ancestor of the soul, the sub-sacred puppets on the other side's face can be suppressed, and the power is bound to be extremely powerful. The key is that this kid's methods are endless and unpredictable.

More importantly, the power of his soul-containing Dafa was of no use to the kid, and it was resolved several times, and it was impossible to get into the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is terrible.

Soul-containing Dafa is indeed powerful, but the point is to be able to control it. His Dafa doesn't work on the opponent, so how to control it?

Therefore, the ancestor of the soul is a **** blow, if he can't take Yang Yiyun, he will retreat without hesitation.

These old guys have been human spirits for countless years of cultivation, and most know how to avoid bad luck.

But the ancestor of the dementor saw that the soul beast he condensed by the secret method fell three meters above Yang Yiyun's head, and finally laughed. The Yang Yiyun in his eyes was sweating profusely at the moment, and seemed to be frightened and stupid.

"Junior is a junior after all, you are still a long way from fighting against the ancestors~" the ancestor of the soul murmured.

just……

As soon as the ancestor of the soul fell, he saw Yang Yiyun roar, and then he saw the masterpiece of white light on Yang Yiyun's body, and in an instant, eight silver white dragons rushed out of him.

"Ohhhhhhhhh~"

Eight dragons sounded earth-shaking and resounded throughout the audience.

At this moment, the soul-catching ancestor trembled all over, his eyes widened and said: "How... maybe...?"

For a moment, he felt an extremely powerful pressure that filled the whole world.

The silver-white giant dragons rushed into the black cloud behemoth in a blink of an eye.

"Roar~"

The sound of sorrow rang out from the dark clouds.

The ancestor of the dementor saw that the huge black cloud formed by his magic power burst into silver and white, similar to cracking.

"Boom~"

After a dull sound, the entire black cloud behemoth fell apart and melted into ashes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this moment, Yang Yiyun heard the screams of the ancestor of the soul-seating, and he could see clearly that the old undead spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But in the next moment, he flew away and escaped without hesitation.

"Hmph, I still want to escape, it's too late, Tianlong punishes the devil."

With a cold snort, Yang Yiyun waved his hand to decide. The eight silver day dragons in mid-air that his mantra transformed into did not dissipate after the impact and shattered the giant dark cloud beasts. Although it dimmed a lot, it was still the mentality of eight heavenly dragons hovering. , Under his command, Long Ming all day, suddenly chasing the ancestor of the soul-destined.

After finally gaining the upper hand, Yang Yiyun wouldn't let the ancestor of the soul taker away so easily.

...

Regarding the ancestor of the dementor, he never expected that Yang Yiyun would be so difficult, with many high-level supernatural powers, one after another.

Seeing that the giant dark cloud beast was destroyed, he knew that it was not easy to fight. It didn't take long for him to get out of the mountain, but he didn't want to lose too much. Who would have thought that he would provoke such a fiend today?

Although he is not afraid of this kid in his heart, there is no need to go on desperately.

He lost a soul of a fierce beast in the soul-recovering method he just performed. There are three souls of fierce beasts in his crutch. They are all treasures nourished by him, and now he has lost it for a kid in the realm of immortal monarch. One end.

In front of this boy, he was bumping into the wall one after another, and he was really bleeding in his heart. Although in his eyes this boy was not good at cultivation, but at this moment, he keenly felt the danger, so he did not hesitate to retreat.

His loss is not small, the soul has already been injured by the backlash, so let's avoid the edge for the time being, and come back to settle the account.

The sub-sage puppet was taken away by the kid, it's impossible to forget it, and it must be taken back.

But it doesn't work now. He is injured in backlash. He has to retreat for the time being. He also has a black armored sub-sacred puppet. After he is recalled, he will recover his injuries and come back. He will definitely break this kid into pieces.

The abacus in the soul of the ancestor was very good, but he underestimated Yang.

Eight Heavenly Dragons are mantras and great supernatural powers. Even if someone Yang displayed them, they were sweating profusely and almost escaped from their emptiness. The remaining power instantly swept across the soul-grabbing ancestor...

The heartbeat of an ancestor who was already thousands of meters away between flashes discovered that eight heavenly dragons were coming to him in a flash. This was a high-level magical power technique, and he knew that he couldn't avoid it at all.

He can only grit his teeth and resist, if not, he may have to explain his life.

His face was extremely ugly, and he roared angrily: "Junior deceives people too much~"

Feeling the pressure and cursing, the dementor ancestor suddenly moved his finger on the skeleton crutches in his hand, and shouted, "Despite, the earth and the sky, get up~"

The last word burst out, and the dementor ancestor raised the skeleton cane to the eight dragons flying behind him.

The next moment the crutch broke out.

"Roar~"

"Boil~"

Two fierce ghosts appeared in the vast black light, they were really the fierce souls kept in the crutch by the ancestor of the soul.

One head is like a lion, the other is like a big snake.

In the roar, they rushed to the eight heavenly dragons with fierceness, and their size exploded several times. They looked more than a hundred meters large, and Yang Yiyun's eight heavenly dragons were only more than ten meters in size.

The two fierce beasts are both very characters. In the blink of an eye, the two sides are fighting together, and the sky is constantly roaring.

When Yang Yiyun flew past, the battle was over, and the dementor ancestor released a lion-like fierce beast to dissipate, while the big snake was still there, but the whole body was dimmed a lot.

As for his eight heavenly dragons, they have completely dissipated. This is a magical technique, not a real heavenly dragon, and it is normal to dissipate.

However, the big snake released by the ancestor of the soul was a real soul of a fierce beast. One head was killed by the Tianlong, and the remaining one was a threat to him.

But when Yang Yiyun saw the distressed look of the soul-deterrent ancestor, he laughed. It was obviously a big price for this old immortal to release the soul of two fierce beasts, and it seemed that his body was shaking.

In fact, Yang Yiyun was not feeling well, he almost exhausted all his energy.

At this time, the dementor ancestor saw Yang Yiyun chasing him and summoned the big snake to his side with a wave of the skeleton crutches.

Even though Yang Yiyun knew that it was the soul of a fierce beast, the snake with a length of one hundred meters was not to be underestimated. The whole body exuded the prehistoric aura of riots.

"Swallow him~"

The dementor ancestor waved his cane.

The next moment the big snake swims towards Yang Yiyun.