[Chapter 1077: What the hell did the master destroy?]
Yang Yiyun saw Zhuang Bifang cursing, and he sneered in his heart. At this moment, the old man borrowed his body, and the old man was angry. Zhuang Bifang was looking for death.
“Are you from Tianyuan Sect?” Yun Tianxie’s hoarse voice sounded.
“Since the pariah knows, just accept your death.” Zhuang Bifang naturally didn’t know that it was Yang Yiyun’s master Yun Tianxie who was speaking at this moment, not Yang Yiyun himself. He was still arrogant, thinking that he could take down Yang Yiyun in a short time by bringing in a junior uncle Hua Que. Little did he know that
in Yun Tianxie’s eyes, the two of them had become four people.
“Very good.” Yun Tianxie sneered.
At this moment, Hua Que felt something was wrong. In his eyes, the pariah’s cultivation was not clear at all, and it was not clear at all. It gave people a sense of the abyss. He muttered in his heart that Zhuang Bifang clearly said that the other party was in the early stage of the distraction realm, but now he must not be able to see through it.
When Hua Que just thought about this, he suddenly saw the pariah standing more than ten meters away move.
Others didn’t know, but Yang Yiyun clearly felt that the old man was holding back a lot of anger, which finally broke out.
Zhuang Bifang and the middle-aged man who came with him became the old man’s vent.
“Boom~”
The next moment, Yang Yiyun felt his sea of consciousness suddenly shaken, and his soul felt unstable, but a more terrifying moment appeared.
The Qiankun pot on his left arm suddenly gave off a scorching feeling, dozens of times stronger than before, and suddenly the power that Yang Yiyun was afraid of filled his whole body. At this time, Yang Yiyun had a premonition that he was going to explode.
The feeling of being blown up by the power entering his body from the Qiankun pot was a palpitation he had never experienced before. This power was an unprecedented and indescribable powerful power that Yang Yiyun had never experienced before, and it felt thousands of times stronger than the primitive power stimulated in his hand bones.
What was even more terrifying was that after the powerful power, a huge soul power appeared out of thin air in the sea of consciousness. In an instant, Yang Yiyun felt that his soul was compressed into the corner of the sea of consciousness.
Yang Yiyun was very familiar with the aura of the powerful soul power. The aura of the soul of the real master Yun Tianxie was so strong that it made his soul tremble.
At this moment, he realized the horror of the old man after he got angry. He thought to himself that maybe this was the real power of the old man’s soul, the supreme power of the Twelve Tribulations Loose Immortal Supreme.
He had never imagined that the old man could burst out with such a powerful and desperate power and soul aura.
This was only the power of the old man’s residual soul. Yang Yiyun couldn’t imagine how powerful he would be if the old man had a physical body in his heyday?
Yang Yiyun couldn’t even imagine such a scene.
Yang Yiyun’s soul felt that he was in danger of being torn apart at any time. He was terrified and shouted: “You old man, do you want to kill me?”
After a shout, a warm breath came from his soul the next moment, and he felt much better, knowing that the old man had a conscience.
But he still felt very depressed and felt like he couldn’t breathe.
At this time, the old man’s voice rang in his mind: “Be patient for now. Your master will destroy the bullshit Tianyuan Sect. How can I, Yun Tianxie’s disciples, let a bunch of bastards bully me?”
“Uh~”
Yang Yiyu was speechless for a moment. He felt that the old man was crazy at this moment, but his words were so domineering that he couldn’t continue.
However, somehow, he liked the old man’s supreme domineering words, or the love of protecting his calf.
This is his master, Yang Yiyu’s master – the Supreme Immortal of the Twelve Tribulations in the Cultivation World. He
wanted to destroy the family as soon as he opened his mouth.
If it were the past, he would have ridiculed and laughed at the old man’s words of destroying the family, but at this moment, Yang Yiyu couldn’t laugh, because the power he felt was really beyond his imagination. Maybe the old man could really destroy the Tianyuan Sect. There was
no way. This kind of power and the breath of the soul made Yang Yiyu feel the vastness of the sea, and he was like a leaf in the sea when facing this kind of power.
The power of the immortal is probably just like this, right?
Of course, this is just Yang Yiyun’s own feeling.
…
In the blink of an eye, Yang Yiyun felt that the old man suddenly appeared beside the middle-aged man, and he was just a spectator at this time.
The middle-aged man who followed Zhuang Bifang saw the old man suddenly appear, his pupils shrank sharply, and he raised his hand to punch him.
But the old man said coldly, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
“Kacha~”
“Ah~”
The middle-aged man screamed, but in Yang Yiyun’s eyes, the old man tore off one of his arms and threw it on the ground.
Then, in the middle-aged man’s screams, the old man waved his hand again and grabbed the middle-aged man’s head with one hand.
“Ah…”
The middle-aged man screamed immediately, but Yang Yiyun felt a stream of true energy coming from his arm. He took a deep breath in his heart, and then he realized that the middle-aged man was directly refined and soul-searched by the old man by some unknown means.
In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man withered.
Not far away, Zhuang Bifang’s eyes widened with a look of extreme fear. He excitedly asked his junior master Hua Que to kill the pariah, but he didn’t expect the pariah to turn his junior master Hua Que into a dried corpse.
Zhuang Bifang swallowed his saliva and ran away. He clearly felt that the aura coming from the pariah was much stronger than that of his grandfather.
You have to know that Zhuang Bifang’s grandfather is a second-level earthly immortal. The aura of this pariah is stronger than that of his grandfather. It can only be said that this pariah is stronger than his grandfather.
Moreover, his junior uncle Hua Que, who had perfected the Five Elements Avatar in the Spiritual Division Realm, was killed instantly by him…
Such a powerful cultivation made Zhuang Bifang’s heart and liver break. He knew that he had really hit a wall this time. After reacting, he ran away. The most important thing at this moment was to escape.
…
Yang Yiyu saw Zhuang Bifang running away, but he didn’t say anything, because he knew that the old man knew what was going on.
What he cared about at this moment was that the old man searched the middle-aged man’s soul and found out that the middle-aged man was called Hua Que, and he was the young disciple of the elder surnamed Zhuang of the Tianyuan Sect, and Zhuang Bifang was the grandson of the elder of the Tianyuan Sect.
Of course, this was not the point. The point was that from Hua Que’s soul search memory, he learned that the second brother’s Xingchen Gate was indeed occupied by the Tianyuan Sect, and fought against the Xingchen Gate five thousand years ago. In the end, the Xingchen Gate was defeated and the mountain gate was closed. The founder of the Tianyuan Sect did directly set up a powerful ban on the mountain gate of the Xingchen Gate, which completely sealed the Xingchen Gate inside.
The founder of Tianyuan Sect who sealed Xingchen Gate had ascended to the upper world three thousand years ago. Now Tianyuan Sect has indeed become the first sect within a thousand miles of Xingchen Mountain, replacing the position of Xingchen Gate, which is a typical case of a sparrow occupying the nest of a dove.
The entire Tianyuan Sect now has thousands of disciples, and there are earth immortals in the sect, and the supreme elder is a third-level earth immortal…
Anyway, it is very powerful.
Yang Yiyu can see these soul-searching memories, and Master Yun Tianxie can naturally see them too.
The old man ignored the fleeing Zhuang Bifang and digested Hua Que’s memories. After a few minutes, the old man said coldly: “Damn it.”
Then he flashed and appeared at the gate of Tianyuan Sect to the west of Xingchen Gate, and suddenly hit a forest with his palm.
“Boom~”
There was a loud noise like a landslide.
In Yang Yiyu’s sight, the old man directly destroyed the forest covering an area of 2, 3, or 400 meters with one palm, and then a mountain gate appeared, the above-mentioned Tianyuan Sect.
Yang Yiyun sucked in a breath of cold air. He knew from Hua Que’s soul-searching memory that this forest was not a simple forest of trees, but a large array to protect the gate of the Tianyuan Sect. It was a large array jointly arranged by the founder of the Tianyuan Sect and the elders of all generations, but now it was directly broken by the old man in anger.
In Yang Yiyun’s eyes, the old man was really tough.
In Hua Que’s soul-searching memory, although the cultivation of the founder of the Tianyuan Sect and the elders of all generations was a little vague, Yang Yiyun thought that they should at least be figures of the earthly immortal level.
However, at this moment, the mountain protection array set up by these earthly immortals was vulnerable in the hands of his own old man, which showed that the old man was so awesome that he couldn’t even imagine it.
After destroying the Tianyuan Sect’s mountain protection array with one palm, Yang Yiyun saw the old man raise his hand again and hit the magnificent mountain gate building built by the Tianyuan Sect directly through the air.
The huge palm was emitted, covering the sky and the sun.
“Boom~”
The next moment, the mountain gate building of the Tianyuan Sect became a ruin.
“How dare you~”
“Who is so presumptuous~”
“Asshole…”
At this time, a series of earth-shaking roars rang out, and a series of powerful figures came flying from afar.
Yang Yiyu knew that it was the masters of Tianyuan Sect who appeared.
(End of this chapter)
