My Master Is a God

For Yang Yiyun, he didn't expect Red Clothes to kill the enemy, but it was enough to play a role as a lead, and it was him who really shot.

He just let the red shirt give himself a chance to create, as long as there is a gap is enough.

In fact, it proved that the help that red clothes brought him far exceeded expectations.

He believes that in the future, the consciousness generated by the red dress will gradually become stronger and mature, and when she can think independently, it will be the time for her to return to the real Ashen.

The current red shirt is only able to understand his commands, so that he can only take a shot at anyone, and he has no ability to think at all.

It is actually very dangerous to do this, but fortunately she is the body of the sub-sage, the physical body is as powerful as the best immortal weapon, and even far surpassed.

Therefore, the red clothes can often play an unexpected role.

Because the red dress relies on the power of the flesh, she does not have the breath of mana. Many people agree, thinking that there is no mana, and want to fight only by relying on the flesh. , Beyond imagination, had already suffered a lot by the time I noticed it.

How could the power of the sub-saint's physical body be imaginable by ordinary immortals, Yang Yiyun had suffered.

Moreover, this is the power that Red Clothes shows without thinking. If she waits until her consciousness matures in the future, it will inevitably be even more terrifying.

The pure physical sub-saint cultivator has long disappeared in the ancient times. If it hadn’t been for the soul-defying ancestor who had practiced the soul-defying method and received the news of the tombs in red and black armor, even the corpse would not be found, and ordinary people would be found Afraid to move.

For Yang Yiyun, it was also an opportunity to get a sub-sage like the red shirt, and it was also because of his life and death talisman that he could control it, otherwise he would not be able to use it.

There were three immortal kings left in the field, and they were shocked by Yang Yiyun and Hongyi at this moment.

The consequences of unintentional fighting will only accelerate their deaths.

Yang Yiyun gave an order to Hong Yi, and Hong Yi directly pounced on the remaining three immortal kings.

Fortunately, the three immortal kings who had suffered a loss at this time did not dare to be careless, or at all they did not dare to confront the red shirt head-on, and the three of them turned around and rushed in three directions to escape.

The red dress was chasing after one of them, Yang Yiyun raised his sword and stared at one person. The remaining one fled to the edge, but was blocked by the King of Sawtooth.

"Cut~"

Yang Yiyun controlled two swords with one heart. The Dragon Slaying Sword was shining with silver light, and the Coiling Dragon Sword was shining blue and black. The powerful sword aura erupted and turned into a torrent of lightning, slashing towards the target.

Yang didn't need to move his body at all, standing in place, pinching the sword in his hand, driving two swords between waves, and beheading the panicked immortal king with great ease.

But the immortal king that Yang Yiyun was staring at was in a cold sweat. Knowing that he could not escape, he roared, and the breath of his whole body burst into force.

"Strong wind~"

But in the next moment, the whole body blew up out of thin air, the mana turned into a tornado, and there were hurricanes around the whole person, and he turned into a violent wind, and his body was invisible.

But for Yang Yiyun, even if you become a dragon, you will be beheaded at this time.

"Rumble~"

The Dragon Slaying Sword and the Coiling Dragon Sword slashed fiercely on the tornado that looked like a rainbow.

A deafening forcible collision sounded.

Under two swords, the tornado trembled violently...

What surprised Yang Yiyun was that he didn't break through the tornado that the other party turned into.

And after one blow, a huge tornado of tens of meters came quickly towards him...

It seems that this is a desperate attempt to break the net.

It's just that Yang is not going to kill that way, and fight with him. He has a way to deal with this.

The way of the sword that can be controlled freely, since one strike is impossible, then I will have two swords, three swords...

It can always break your tortoise shell.

"Water cut~"

"Split the ground~"

With a move in my heart, there was a roar, and the swords of Tulong and Panlong leaped up with a swish of sword energy, and suddenly attacked again.

"Boom~"

Under the loud noise, the tornado was directly knocked down, and Yang Yiyun could not be approached at all.

It seemed that the tornado was dimmed a lot this time, and it was already very unstable, and Yang Yiyun vaguely saw the figure inside.

"Almost~"

Yang said to himself, the whole body flashed with golden light, and the East Emperor Bell appeared. He suddenly disappeared in place, rushed towards the other party, and shouted: "The law aura will be broken for me."

The mana gathered with his fists clenched tightly and brought the law aura. Suddenly before the tornado, his fists slammed out. Under the use of the powerful law aura, his fists were shining with gold, and the power of heaven and earth gathered from all directions. The phantom of the big fist.

Suddenly hit the tornado.

"Boom~"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Under Yang Yiyun's double fists, the tornado dissipated in the roar, and accompanied by a scream, the immortal king of the inner seed vomited blood and flew out.

Standing in place, Yang waved his hand, and the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Panlong Sword disappeared in a flash.

A sword pierced the opponent's head, a sword pierced his chest, and the immortal king fell.

At this moment, the screams recurred, but when Yang Yiyun turned his head, it was the red shirt who tore the second fairy king with his hands.

The order for the red clothes is to kill, the red clothes that have just developed a weak consciousness, look for the one that will never die. Under the pursuit, this immortal king who is scared and unwilling to fight can only be torn by the red clothes. The end.

The last fairy king is not dead, but the end is even worse.

Because he was attacked by the Sawtooth King with hundreds of Sawtooths.

The Sawtooth Bird’s attack is a fight without fear of death. The fierce beast has no thinking ability, only killing, under the command of the Sawtooth King. This fairy king has no arm, half of his face, and his whole body is wounded.

But seventy or eighty jagged birds died in the field.

The smell of blood will only infuriate the Sawtooth with more powerful counterattacks.

Yang Yiyun saw that this immortal king was already at the end of his crossbow, he didn't need to make a move, and he couldn't hold it for long.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Sawtooth King waiting for an opportunity finally produced a wise beast, with one claw piercing the chest, and then this fairy king was directly eaten by hundreds of Sawtooth birds.

At this point, the Seven Great Immortal Kings were all killed in the late stage.

It is also true that his Immortal Lord Dzogchen's strength, even without the assistance of red clothes, can fight against the immortals in the late Immortal King's late stage.

The means of strength can be regarded as entering the room, of course, it is still far from the path of the strong, and it is necessary to continue to work hard to cultivate.

...

On the other side, Yang Yiyun looked at it, but found a red mist. He knew that the ancestor of the soul had opened the realm of the soul.

Although he didn't know what happened to the battle between the mastermind and Yuchi Changkuan, he believed that the mastermind would win, otherwise he would be sorry for the mastermind.

Just when he was thinking this way, the red mist dissipated, but he saw the ancestor of the soul dementor walking out with the black armor, leaving a mummy in the court.

It seems that all the blood has been sucked up.

Yang Yiyun frowned at this, he knew that this was the method of the ancestor of the soul.

The ancestor of the soul-stealing came over and quickly said: "Let the master wait for a long time~"

While speaking, he came to observe his words and expressions. When Yang Yiyun saw Lieutenant Chi Changkuan’s corpse frowning, his heart suddenly became tight, and he quickly explained with a wry smile: "Master, the essence of the soul-absorbing method I practice is actually to absorb the soul. Essence and blood are indeed a bit evil, but this is the essence of the soul-storing Dafa, and the old slave can't help it."

When explaining, the ancestor of Soul Destroyer was a little embarrassed and nervous. He knew that Yang Yiyun did not like such evil methods.

Yang Yiyun glanced at the ancestor of the soul-grabbing, after all, he didn't say anything. Although the method was evil, it was an enemy, and it was excusable. Besides, the fighting on his side was also bloody, no worse than the ancestor of the soul-grabbing.

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. You are here to practice and wait. I haven't returned for three months, so I will wait at the appointed place."

"It's a gift to the master~" The ancestor of the soul sighed, but fortunately, he blamed him.

Yang Yiyun took away the Sawtooth King and the rest of the Sawtooth with a wave of his hand. He didn't dare to let them stay. After all, they were fierce beasts. He only listened to his orders.

After greeted Luoyang and Xuexiang in the past, Yang Yiyun casually found a small ice cave and went in to find the Eastern Iron Man.

Before leaving, he asked the soul-catching ancestors to clean up the battlefield, beheading a fairy king Dzogchen and seven late fairy kings, these people will definitely be able to harvest the treasures of heaven and earth.

It's just that he didn't move, thinking about leaving these things to the three of Xuexiang...

...

Inside the ice cave, Yang Yiyun and the **** and demon bird were walking and talking.

"How might the crow feel?"

His divine consciousness is not worthy of use here, but he knows that the God and Demon Bird can sometimes help.

"No, go ahead, you kid, don't expect Lao Tzu to find someone for you in the place where the origin of the ice was born. You can't do it. Now pray that you are lucky and can find the kid of the Eastern Iron Man."

Yang Yiyun was a little disappointed by the answer of the God and Demon Bird, and when he knew this, he could only rely on luck.

Although theoretically it is better not to look for it, but the hurdle in his heart, the Eastern Iron Man is his brother, and he has to do his best if he can't find it.

The environment in the ice cave is exactly the same, but it is really a maze.

It took more than a month to walk like this, during which he also encountered a small ice cave space, but he didn't intend to break the icicles to find crystals.

Just thinking about finding the Eastern Iron Man as soon as possible.

In a labyrinth-like ice cave, time flies quickly, or there is no concept of time here. As he walks, Yang Yiyun senses that the sense of life and death between him and the ancestor of the soul is getting weaker and weaker, which shows that They are getting farther and farther away.

There is no sense of direction in the frozen maze, anyway, he just walks by feeling.

I budgeted it in my mind and it was not far away from three months, but the Eastern Iron Man still couldn't find it.

On this day, Yang Yiyun decided to return, because it was almost three months before he and Luoyang made an appointment.

When I was about to return, I heard a voice in my ears...

It was as if someone was fighting and fighting. It was far away, but he could hear a voice. With a movement in his heart, he discerned the direction and walked away quickly.

Was it an Eastern Iron Man?