[Chapter 1991 You are the Ancient God Clan]
Although Yang Yiyun didn’t know what these two sentences meant, they sounded awesome!
The destiny star is the way, and the image is the god!
From the literal meaning, Yang Yiyun believed that the destiny star is the way, and the way here is the great way, and it is his destiny star.
As for the image being a god, it’s even more awesome!
Could it be that he can become a god?
Originally, the spirit of heaven and earth said that he practiced the way of gods, not the way of immortals, and what he practiced was much higher than the way of immortals.
As for Yun’s own natal god statue, in the words of the old man, it was a cultivation freak, a mutated existence, and even he didn’t know what was going on.
It was unclear, and he couldn’t figure it out.
So Yang Yiyun himself didn’t know what his natal god statue was for?
Or how to use it…
Anyway, he seldom studied it.
Today, he was forced to summon the natal god statue. Unexpectedly, as soon as the natal god statue appeared, it directly destroyed one of the phantom demon’s hands.
It was so powerful that it was beyond his expectations.
This was just the colorful light displayed on the statue of the natal god. It was as sharp and powerful as if it had purified the dark creatures like the phantom demon.
This situation gave Yang Yiyu a shot of adrenaline. He
was almost killed just now, but now it was reversed.
Listening to the screams of the phantom demon, Yang felt infinitely happy!
He kept calling me a waste, and now I’m going to let him see who is the waste.
…
On the other side, Ding Heping and others opened their mouths wide after seeing this scene.
The moment before, they were all worried and had prepared to fight desperately, but the next moment, they didn’t expect such a big reversal.
After all, the strength and means displayed by the phantom demon just now were really terrifying. It was simply a momentum that could decide the fate of the world with a wave of his hand. Yang Yiyu’s Donghuang Bell was destroyed in a backhand, and then the mysterious door could not withstand the blow of the phantom demon.
But who would have thought that at the critical moment, Yang Yiyu’s body was covered with a colorful halo, and a phantom more than 100 meters high suddenly appeared, which looked like an enlargement of Yang Yiyu.
It just flashed for a moment and then disappeared, or more accurately, it merged into Yang Yiyun’s body. At this moment, Yang Yiyun still had a colorful halo flashing on his body.
When the huge hand of the phantom demon touched the colorful halo on Yang Yiyun’s body, it rotted in an instant…
In the blink of an eye, one of the phantom demon’s hands was scrapped.
The situation reversed.
The phantom demon retreated in fear and distanced himself from Yang Yiyun.
It seemed that the phantom demon no longer had the contempt and arrogance before, and only looked at Yang Yiyun with fear and disbelief.
After pulling away from Yang Yiyun, he stared at Yang Yiyun intently, as if he wanted to see something from him.
Ding Heping and others also quieted down at this time, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They all understood that even if they went up and fought hard before, they were actually going to die. Although
everyone here is incarnated into an extremely real body, in essence, it is actually the consciousness of the soul. The immortal essence and magic power cannot be exerted, and the only thing that can fight hard is the soul power, but their soul refinement is clear to themselves, and they are far from being the opponent of the phantom demon.
Only Yang Yiyu’s soul means can compete with the phantom demon.
“Did Old Ding see clearly? What just appeared on my master’s body?” Bao Shunguang asked Ding Heping beside him after he came to his senses.
Ding Heping pondered for a while and said, “It looks like the talent of the natal statue, but I have never heard of any cultivator in the world whose natal statue is in human form, and it is his own statue. The Grand Master is not an ordinary person!”
“My natal statue is a flag, but it is far from having such a strong aura as my master. Moreover, the natal statue is generally worth life. The destruction of the statue is equivalent to the destruction of the soul consciousness, which will kill people. No cultivator will take out the natal statue to fight like this. Indeed, my master is not an ordinary person.” Bao Shunguang was very emotional. When he talked about Yang Yiyu, he was full of pride.
After losing the bet with Yang Yiyu, he became Yang Yiyu’s servant. He had some grudges in his heart, but now Bao Shunguang has determined the truth and is proud to be Yang Yiyu’s servant.
Although the others did not speak, they all agreed with the conversation between Ding Heping and Bao Shunguang. Indeed, Yang Yiyu became more and more mysterious in their eyes. If
a natal deity is so awesome, how many secrets does he have?
When the Donghuang Bell and the Gate of Youdu were released, weren’t they all extremely powerful divine soul talents?
Everyone cultivates their own divine soul talents, but they are definitely not as awesome as Yang Yiyu’s.
They are not so big!
They are all Hunyuan-level beings, and everyone knows some things about the way of cultivation.
Everyone really doesn’t understand the divine soul talents that Yang Yiyu has displayed.
But what does it matter? Yang Yiyu is their leader at the moment, not an enemy.
Everyone is trapped in the consciousness world of the phantom demon. Anyone else would have left long ago, but Yang Yiyu came to save them at the risk of his life.
What kind of loyalty is this?
Everyone naturally has a scale in their hearts.
Seeing Yang Yiyun showing his might and taking the upper hand, everyone was excited.
They stared at the field without blinking…
…
As for Yang Yiyun.
He was more confident than ever to fight the phantom demon. The appearance of his natal statue, the colorful halo alone wiped off one of the phantom demon’s hands. He was also looking forward to other abilities.
For his natal statue, Yang Yiyun’s soul was fused this time, which was equivalent to a brand new way of fighting. He had never used it before, and he was also exploring its strengths.
But one thing was certain, it was full of surprises.
The colorful light displayed by the natal statue reminded him of a myth.
The Buddhist Peacock King had the ability to purify everything with the five-color divine light of the peacock, which was somewhat similar to the colorful light of his natal statue, and there were two more lights than the five-color light of the Peacock King, seven colors.
So Yang Yiyun gave the colorful light of the natal statue a name in his mind, called Purification of All Things, which was also a name of a magical power that fit the occasion.
Next, he would try to dig out any magical powers that his natal statue would display.
Looking at the phantom demon staring at him with horror, Yang Yiyu grinned.
He would use the phantom demon to sharpen the magical powers of digging out his natal statue.
At this moment, the natal statue was integrated into his soul body.
Yang Yiyu could feel the endless power of the soul boiling in his body.
He put away the black lotus with a thought in his mind. At this moment, he felt that his natal statue alone could tear the phantom demon apart.
“You…you are from the ancient gods…”
At this moment, the phantom demon opposite suddenly stared at Yang Yiyu and said something.
Yang Yiyu was stunned. What ancient gods?
Could it be that the phantom demon could recognize the origin of his natal statue?
You know, even the old man Yun Tianxie didn’t know.
This made Yang Yiyu feel that the phantom demon was a little interesting.
“Haha, who I am now is not important. What’s important is that I want you to know who is the waste.”
Yang Yiyu narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand with a colorful halo.
The phantom demon was still terrified, and disappeared from the spot the next moment, as if he didn’t want to fight Yang Yiyun.
The phantom demon disappeared so that Yang Yiyun could not feel his trace. He frowned and sneered: “You want to escape? No way.”
After saying that, Yang Yiyun roared: “Purify everything~”
The next moment, the colorful light on his body rose up and went straight into the chaotic mist. All of a sudden, the chaotic mist spread out wherever the colorful light shone, or was directly evaporated.
“Ah…”
A scream sounded in the distance.
Yang Yiyun smiled and rushed over. He appeared hundreds of meters away and saw the phantom demon falling to the ground with smoke coming out of his body.
Yang stared at the phantom demon lying on the ground with a teasing look and said: “Want to escape?” “You are
going too far. I will fight you~”
The phantom demon roared, and suddenly the black air on his body was strong. In an instant, it turned into a demon body about a hundred feet tall, like a tiger-like demon beast, biting Yang Yiyun.
“Hmph~”
Yang Yiyun snorted coldly, and his mind moved. His whole body was also a halo, and his natal statue appeared a hundred feet in size.
He waved his hand and punched the phantom demon, silently chanting in his heart: “The star of destiny is the way, the statue is the god, suppress.” At
this inexplicable moment, he actually chanted the information that appeared in his mind at the beginning. Now he understands a little bit, this may be the natal statue casting a spell.
“Boom~”
A punch hit the head of the phantom demon’s body, and the phantom demon’s body exploded.
“Ah~”
The demonic energy dissipated with a scream, and the phantom demon lying on the ground, who looked like Xuexiang, returned to normal size.
(End of this chapter)
