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The explosion of one gold and one black sparked a wave of air visible to the naked eye, which exploded centered on Yang Yiyun and Yuan Chenhuan.
The surrounding vegetation was catalyzed to pieces by such a huge air wave.
Under the huge air waves, Yang Yiyun's 30-meter-high Dharma Prime body couldn't help but backed away from the gate of the city.
And Yuan Chenhuan and the black-scaled python didn't easily sway back
Both sides couldn't even hit a blow, but they looked evenly divided.
However, Yang Yiyun knew that he was short of a line after all. Although the seal of the Immortal Supreme was powerful, the disadvantage of using the three major seals was that one seal was more expensive than the other. More than half of the power in his body has been dissipated, but at this moment, he is a little out of focus.
On the other hand, Yuan Chenhuan, he was able to use the power of the black-scale python. The previous attack was obviously fused with the power of the black-scale python. He was attacked by the second seal of the Supreme Being of Longevity.
Looking at Yuan Chenhuan's face at this moment, it seemed that he was neither blushing nor out of breath, and he was not affected much.
Thinking about it, Yuan Chenhuan, who is also immortal, can completely make the black scale python attack, and he himself only needs a small amount of strength to be the leader in the fight. In this case, it is obvious that Yuan Chenhuan has the upper hand.
After Yang Yiyun thought of this, his heart sank.
The strength in his body is limited, but Yuan Chenhuan, an old man, can rely on external force. If he keeps fighting like this, Yang Yiyun knows that he will lose sooner or later.
At this time, Yuan Chenhuan laughed and said, "Yang Yiyun's little one is nothing more than that, and now you can make your death look better by obediently submitting to the old man's feet, otherwise I will wait for the old man to tear down your bones and pull out your bones." You skin, refine your primordial spirit, hand over Lu Yanzhi to the old man as soon as possible, otherwise die."
After Yuan Chenhuan combined the power of the black-scaled python, he was determined that he was an old monster who had practiced for thousands of years. With the collision of supernatural powers just now, he naturally saw that Yang Yiyun's strength was insufficient, and he would lose sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Yuan Chenhuan began to attack his heart.
Standing on the head of the black-scaled python, it urged the black-scaled python to swim and attack suddenly thinking of Yang Yiyun.
Yang Yiyun held his face and held the dragon sword in his hand with a heartbeat, and communicated with the dragon sword spirit. What he can do at this time is to use all means to fight the old and immortal Yuanchen magic fighting method. He has known it for a long time. There is no overflow, but there is no way around it.
Behind him is the inner city, and there is a more terrifying and unknown existence in the inner city, and he can only fight with Yuanchen Huan.
Fortunately, the feeling just now let him know that the supernatural seal of "Twelve Supremes" has a new purpose, and the supernatural seal can be used on the Dragon Slaying Sword. He can try it. If it is really possible, it can emit more powerful power. Only by beheading the black scale python can he have a chance.
The dragon-slaying sword spirit has always existed, but it was too arrogant and never took the initiative to come out. It has been a long time since the last communication with the dragon-slaying sword spirit, and he still can only mobilize 60% of the black and yellow sword energy in the dragon-slaying sword.
Now that hundreds of years have passed, he wants to communicate with the dragon-slaying sword spirit to see if he can achieve 100% black and yellow sword energy, and if so, he will have the strength to fight Yuan Chenhuan.
It is also very fortunate that Yuan Chenhuan's cultivation was restricted in the region below the tribulation period, and he was always suppressed in the Dzogchen realm of the tribulation period. Otherwise, if the old immortal's cultivation base was three ranks, he would have killed him in seconds.
In fact, Yang Yiyun knows that compared with ordinary monks, his current strength and various methods are fully qualified to challenge ordinary Dzogchen monks in the tribulation period.
Just encountering Yuan Chenhuan, an old poison that suppressed his cultivation, always made him terrified when dealing with it.
From the very beginning, the cultivation base in the early stages of the Fusion Realm couldn't do it, and I didn't even dare to think about it. Now that I have reached the completion of the Fusion Realm, I have cultivated and comprehended the "Twelve Supremes", the second supernatural power, the three seals of the Longevity, and the Black Lotus Sword Jue. Four modernizations and eight, eight wastes return to one
His strength and cultivation have been constantly improving.
However, even with the Daxian Stone and the Dragon Scale Talisman, it is still difficult for Shang Yuan Chenhuan, or even unable to fight.
What's more, after the old immortal recovered from his injuries, he found a black-scaled python at the level of a great lord, which made him feel even more depressed, and he was almost out of breath.
Now I can only try all available means to fight Yuanchen Huan.
Holding the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, he communicated with the sword spirit and said: "Sword spirit"
The sword spirit yelled, but there was no response.
"If you hit me again, I'll kill you." Yang Yiyun was furious, the Dragon Slaying Sword and Sword Spirit had obviously surrendered, but this guy stillStill as arrogant as before, he ignored him as his master, and seemed to always look down on himself.
"Master, what's the matter?" Jian Ling's voice finally sounded lazily in Yang Yiyun's mind.
"What are you talking about? I'm in dire straits. What else can I do? No nonsense, let me ask you if I can display 100% of the mysterious and yellow sword energy of Dragon Slayer Sword now?" Yang Yiyun asked directly.
Yang Yiyun, who can't see through the dragon sword that the old man can't understand, is also very helpless. I really don't know if it is a magic weapon in his hand, or a grandfather?
It is said that the spirit sword has a spirit, and it can automatically protect the master, but the sword spirit of the dragon sword never takes the initiative to help its master, and is always silent.
Seems like the old man is always in deep sleep and won't jump out by himself at all.
This made Yang Yiyun feel that his magic weapon is an uncle.
I always feel that he has not exerted one-tenth of the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword so far. Every time he fights, he relies on the hardness of the Dragon Slaying Sword to smash the enemy to death.
The spiritual power in it has not been brought into play at all.
Only 60% of the mysterious and yellow sword energy can be used. With the improvement of his cultivation, 60% of the mysterious and yellow sword energy is not enough at all.
Listening to the lazy words of the dragon sword and sword spirit at this moment, Yang Yiyun was very angry.
If it weren't for the old man who couldn't see through the origin of the Dragon Sword and believed that the Dragon Sword was a treasure, Yang Yiyun would have replaced it long ago.
After angrily speaking to Sword Spirit, he waited for Sword Spirit to answer.
I just heard the sword spirit say casually: "Oh yes, I will open the seal of the remaining 40% of the black and yellow sword energy for the master, and then I can exert 100% of the power of the black and yellow sword energy."
"Can it be used long ago?" Listening to the sword spirit, Yang Yiyun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and roared: "Why didn't you let me use it long ago?"
"Master, you didn't even ask. My strength is too strong. You can only use the power of Xuanhuang Sword Qi with your little cultivation base. To be honest, it is a waste if you hold the powerful Dragon Slaying Sword. The cultivation base is too low. If I can¡¯t use my power, I can¡¯t take the initiative to use the power of sword energy for you, firstly, you can¡¯t control it, secondly, it will damage me, which is not in the interest, so let¡¯s just do it like this.¡±
Sword Spirit's answer made Yang Yiyun hold his breath, and he became even more angry, but he couldn't say anything.
Because according to what this guy said, he is not qualified to use the dragon sword at all, and the current situation is just barely manageable.
There is no time to get angry, and no suitable reason can be found.
The sword spirit's speech was still as cheap as before, with contempt in his words, and the contempt for his own cultivation was scum.
It's really uncomfortable to be in Yang Yiyun's ears. He is now at the Great Perfection level, and he can be regarded as a high-level monk in the cultivation world, but he is a scum in the mouth of the dragon sword and sword spirit.
Qi Guiqi Yang Yiyun is sure of one thing, the level of the dragon-slaying sword is very likely to reach a level that he can't even imagine.
At this moment, Yuan Chenhuan had driven the black-scaled python to swim, Yang Yiyun had no time to discuss with the Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit, and snorted coldly: "Let's open"
"as you wish."
After the sword spirit finished speaking, the dragon-slaying sword in Yang Yiyun's hand trembled suddenly, and a heavy sword sound came out.
"Om"
The chanting was soft and long, and Yang Yiyun faintly heard the sound of the dragon's fate.
The dragon-slaying sword burst out with bright silver light, turning into a small sun, and then exuded a biting chill, which made Yang Yiyun shiver uncontrollably.
"Roar¡¡"
At this time, driven by Yuan Chenhuan, the black-scaled python roared at Yang Yiyun, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a mouthful of extremely foul-smelling poisonous gas.
Yang Yiyun has the body of Dharma, but he is not afraid of the poison of the black scale python, but he can't bear the fusion power attack of Yuanchen Huan and the black scale python. Stimulate the true energy in the dragon sword.
The next moment, the dragon-slaying sword buzzed and trembled. The powerful sword energy seemed to permeate the air, and the chill caused the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.
Yuan Chenhuan, standing on the head of the black-scaled python, suddenly felt the breath of the sword in Yang Yiyun's hand, and couldn't help shivering. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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