Chapter 869 The Yang God Realizes

The spirit has endless transformations, it can be tangible or intangible, it can wander in the void, it can pass through walls and into rocks.

Naturally, it can also invade the body of a monk and cause a devastating blow to the opponent. Of course, it must first be able to subdue the opponent's soul. Otherwise, it will be devoured by the opponent if it encounters a counterattack.

Of course, Yang Yiyun dared to invade Ning Wuwu's soul, but he did so with full confidence.

In an instant, the power of the soul invaded Ning Wuwu's body, and then it entangled and immobilized the flying Ning Wuwu.

Then Yang Yiyun stepped forward, and the giant sword pierced Ning Wuwu's head.

"Stop~"

Just when Yang Yiyun came out with his sword, a roar resounded through the sky. It was unclear where it came from, but the sound was like rolling thunder, shocking the power of Yang Yiyun's soul entangled in Ning Wuwu's body. out.

Ning Wuwu, who regained his freedom in an instant, saw Yang Yiyun stabbing him with a sword and was unable to avoid the situation. He shouted in horror: "Ancestor, save me~"

In the flash of lightning, Yang Yiyun couldn't tell the source of the sound, but he was shocked when he heard Ning Wuwu's yell.

The other party's voice was old, red, rich and powerful, and it sounded straight into the soul. It was obviously an extremely powerful power of the soul. Yang Yiyun instantly judged that the owner of the voice had a higher level of cultivation than him.

However, he didn't care. Ning Wuwen's life was already on the sword. How could he let Ning Wuwen go?

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew the sword in his hand and brought it down.

"Pfft~"

The next moment, Ning Wuwu's head exploded. Yang Yiyun struck down with his sword, and Ning Wuwu's body was cut into two halves. With one strike of the sword, Ning Wuwu's body was destroyed, and his soul Yuanying was destroyed.

At this point, Ning Wuwu will die.

"Ah... endless grandson, I will destroy you, this little thief."

The exposed voice roared, and the world changed color under the wrath of this voice.

Immediately afterwards, a white figure rolled away from the clouds and mist, and came towards Yang Yiyun like a sharp arrow. When it got closer, Yang Yiyun saw the other party coming directly to his head with a palm.

Yang Yiyun's heart tightened. He found that the opponent's speed and powerful aura were similar to those of a storm coming, so he should not be underestimated.

In a hurry, he struck with his sword.

The sword energy collided with the palm.

"Boom~"

Strong air currents surged.

The next moment, Yang Yiyun's face changed wildly, and he realized that his calculation was wrong.

The opponent was very powerful, and it was not his true form. After striking out with the sword, he discovered that the opponent was not using true energy, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There was no trace of true energy at all, it was completely the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This is not the most important thing.

The key point is that after one move, I found that this person showed more power of the soul.

Suddenly, an overwhelming and powerful spiritual power penetrated directly into the sea of ​​his consciousness.

Amid the powerful roar, Yang Yiyun suddenly vomited blood and flew backwards with his sword.

In just one face-to-face encounter, he was hit hard by the opponent's powerful soul power and the power of heaven and earth.

"touch~"

Yang Yiyun's body flew over twenty meters and fell hard to the ground: "Ugh~"

Another mouthful of blood spat out.

The injury caused by his body hitting the ground was neither painful nor itchy for his current physical body. The key point was that Yang Yiyun miscalculated and was severely injured by the power of the opponent's soul.

This is when he spit out two large mouthfuls of blood.

In an instant, two words popped up in Yang Yiyun's mind - Yuan Shen! ! !

Yes, it’s Yuanshen.

Yang Yiyun immediately understood the situation.

He stood up immediately and looked at the figure that rushed towards him the next moment. Yang Yiyun's face became solemn. At the same time, he was shocked. The person rushing towards him was an old man with white beard and white hair. His face looked full.

But the murderous intent was revealed on his face.

Recalling Ning Wuwen's previous shouting, he seemed to call him his ancestor.

And after he killed Ning Wuwu, the old and exposed voice shouted, the word grandson.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun roughly guessed that this person should be the real person in charge of Qingtianmen, and his strength far exceeded him.

What appeared in front of Yang Yiyun's perception was just a Yang God, a realized existence of the Yang God.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun gasped. He knew that the soul in the out-of-body realm had to leave the body, whether it was a yang god or a yin god. If it wanted to be realized, there was only one standard, and that was to reach the perfection of the out-of-body realm.

Seeing the old man in white clothes and white hair rushing toward him with murderous intent on his face, his facial features were clear and unmistakable. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual aura exuding in his perception, Yang Yiyun would never have thought that the other man was just a Yang God.

No wonder he suffered a loss and vomited blood in one blow.

The out-of-body cultivation has been perfected, which is the highest peak of the out-of-body realm.

Yang Yiyun knew he couldn't afford to offend such a person.

Although his soul is powerful and his soul is different from ordinary people's out-of-body experience, in the previous confrontation, Yang Yiyun knew that he was not yet a match for the great perfection of the out-of-body realm.

But... He was unwilling to let him escape like this. He couldn't swallow this breath and was beaten in vain until he vomited blood. This was too depressing.

Although he came to the conclusion that the other party was in the Dzogchen realm of the out-of-body realm and could not be offended, Yang Yiyun still had the confidence to vent his anger.

Because the old man in front of him was, in the final analysis, just a realized Yang God, but not the true deity. If the true deity was present, Yang Yiyun would run away without hesitation.

It seems that because the other party discovered the battle between him and Ning Wuwu, or the rescuers brought in by those who escaped from Qingtianmen, he couldn't stop him in time to kill Ning Wuwu, so he first sent a Dacheng Yang God to stop him. He wanted to come here. The human being and the Yin God are coming.

In the flash of lightning, Yang Yiyun had the same idea and made up his mind not to run away. Before the ancestor of the Qingtian Clan arrived, he would hit his Yangshen first. Even if he couldn't get rid of his Yangshen, it would still be a heavy blow. Good to say.

At this moment, the opponent Yang Shen had already rushed three meters in front of him, and the power of the soul in his hand gathered into a spear and was about to stab Yang Yiyun.

Mr. Yang's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Do you think you can change the world if you are a Yang God? Let me destroy your Yang God."

After the words fell, Yang Yiyun shouted: "The soul leaves the body and the yin and yang merge into one, and the yin and yang devour it."

"Roar~"

Yang Yiyun's Yuan Shen came out of his body, and the two gods of Yin and Yang instantly merged into one. Nine feet high behind him, golden light pierced the little sun. Suddenly, the ghost of the Yuan Shen roared, opened his big mouth and faced the old man in white, or his Yang. God was instantly devoured.

This time, Yang Yiyun was ruthless and didn't care. The two gods of yin and yang devoured each other at the same time.

Of course, he was also afraid that even though he was a yin and yang soul, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the opponent's yang god. At the same time, he used the dragon-slaying sword in his hand to activate the true energy and the black and yellow sword energy and slashed with one sword. He used the three magical powers of the right hand bone at the same time, They greeted all of them.

Feeling that it was not enough, the phantom of the soul stretched out its hands and used the blue soul fire to form two large fireballs, throwing them towards the Yangshen of the old man in white.

This time Yang Yiyun almost used all his means.

I don’t believe that I can’t defeat a Yang God.

If the opponent's Yin God is with him, he may not be able to do it, but no matter what, he is a Yang God. He is indeed a higher cultivation level, but it is also a small realm higher than the big realm.

"Boom boom boom~"

First, the attacks from the dragon-slaying sword and hand bone magical powers landed on the body of the old man Yang Shen, making a thunderous roar.

The old man in white clothes snorted coldly and waved his hands to forcefully resist Yang Yiyun's attack.

After a roar, the old man in white actually blocked Yang Yiyun's sword energy and hand bone supernatural power, and also blocked Yang Yiyun's soul attack. At this time, he exclaimed: "Yin and Yang are one? You are the Great Perfection... ...No, it's still the early stage of out-of-body experience...ah~"

He exclaimed and finally screamed.

However, they saw that the sun god of the white-clothed old man was shining brightly, and he actually resisted the devouring power of Yang Yiyun's soul. However, he was burned by Yang Yiyun's blue soul fire and screamed.

Yang Yiyun was overjoyed when he saw this. Now he understood that the soul flame that he had evolved through his soul was afraid of even the soul in the Dzogchen realm.

He immediately thought of increasing the firepower and completely burning this old guy's Yang Shen clean.

However, at this moment, a breath rising into the sky came from the clouds. The power of this breath was felt by Yang Yiyun from hundreds of meters away. He sighed in his heart, what a pity! ! !

At this moment, the clouds and mist at the gate of Qingtianmen were billowing, and they automatically retreated to both sides, but the door of Qingtianmen was wide open.

Then a white eye flew out from it.

Yang Yiyun's heart tightened, he knew that it was the old man's true self who had arrived.

It was exactly as I suspected.

At this time, although Yang Yiyun felt unwilling to do so, he was about to burn a Yang God, but when the other party arrived, he had no choice but to give up.

Facing the approaching master Yang Yiyun, he didn't have the slightest grasp on him, and immediately disappeared with a movement of his feet.

But behind him, there was a loud roar of rage: "You little thief, I will catch you even if you are in the end of the world."