[Chapter 2112 The Strong Rely on Themselves]
Yang Yiyu was really frightened this time.
The power of his Dragon Slaying Sword was different from the past. After the Fengyun Sword Sheath claimed to be successful, its power had increased many times. Even the Immortal King who had reached the Great Perfection would not dare to take his sword easily, let alone stretch out a hand to grab the Dragon Slaying Sword directly, and cut off the connection between him and the Dragon Slaying Sword with a backhand.
This was simply too shocking.
It broke his previous cognition.
What kind of method was it to make the Dragon Slaying Sword lose its connection with him?
Yang Yiyu knew that he had run into a ghost today.
He was still unwilling to accept it, thinking that he had to fight it anyway, but now he knew that there was no hope. As the crow said, whether he could get away was now a problem.
But since they were already facing each other, they could only go all the way, and they had to fight hard. After all, the Soul-Snatching Ancestor was only a Great Perfected Immortal King, and he was not yet a strong man at the Immortal Emperor level. If the Immortal Emperor level had two sub-saint puppets around him, Yang Yiyu would have run away without even thinking about it, but now there was nothing he could do. The
Dragon Slaying Sword could not be lost.
The momentum of the laws on his palms, which were stored and ready to be released, suddenly slapped the red-clothed man and the Soul-Snatching Ancestor.
The powerful energy and momentum between heaven and earth caused the space to distort, making a crackling sound.
The Soul-Snatching Ancestor frowned when he saw this scene from a distance. The evil smile he had been keeping finally disappeared. He said to himself: “Law momentum, good boy, I underestimated you, but this ability is not enough for me. If you grow up for a while, I might be afraid of you, but today I have to leave all of you little things behind~”
As the Soul-Snatching Ancestor spoke, he waved the black skull cane in his hand, muttering something in his mouth, but it was an obscure and mysterious note.
Then, a series of lightless bursts shot up from the skull cane and rushed to the sky…
In an instant, Yang Yiyu felt that the other party was also exerting the law momentum, and he collided with him.
“Boom~”
A series of dull explosions sounded in the center of both sides.
But it made the whole world turbulent.
Waves of air spread out, and a huge storm blew.
Yang Yiyu’s face changed drastically, and he suddenly yelled: “Let’s go~”
He felt that the law aura that the Soul-Snatching Ancestor could display was simpler than his, but it was even more powerful than his, and it was three times more powerful.
And the attribute made him feel cold.
His heart was beating very fast, which was a sense of danger.
He hurriedly shouted for everyone to retreat. Don’t show off at this time, otherwise it will hurt others.
In fact, when Yang Yiyu attacked and the Soul-Snatching Ancestor fought back, Dongfang Tieren and Luoyang felt that the other party was also a strong man who mastered the law aura, and it was even stronger than Yang Yiyu’s law aura. At this time, they had to get away and retreat quickly. Everyone knew that they were not opponents.
In an instant, Yang Yiyu and others retreated hundreds of meters, letting go and running away.
Dongfang Tieren, Luoyang, Xuexiang, and Jingcan were in the front, and he fell behind.
Jing Can was injured and her speed was very slow. Yang Yiyu flashed to her side and said, “Let go of your mind and don’t resist. I will take you into the space of the Qiankun Pot~”
Jing Can knew that she would drag everyone down at this moment. When she heard Yang Yiyu’s words, she didn’t let go and let Yang Yiyu take her into the space of the Qiankun Pot.
As for the others, Yang Yiyu hadn’t planned yet. Besides, Dongfang Tieren and Luoyang were both immortal kings, and Xuexiang was also a unique and alien demon cultivator. They all had their own pride. It was afraid that they would not be willing to take the three of them into the space of the Qiankun Pot. According to their personalities, the three of them were not the kind of people who would hide when they encountered trouble.
So Yang Yiyu ignored the three of them and just took the injured Jing Can into the space of the Qiankun Pot.
At this moment, Yang Yiyu actually wanted to stay and fight a battle, and didn’t want to run away, but he had no choice. The situation was stronger than the person, and he also wanted to improve his strength first.
The three Jinyuan Hunyuan Xiandan on his body had not been used after they were refined. He was waiting for the key to be useful. Now was the opportunity.
He knew that his weakness was his weak cultivation. Although he had many methods, the difference in cultivation limited the power of the methods. If he had the strength of a county king, why would the other party take away the Dragon Slaying Sword?
Yang Yiyu was indeed a little uncomfortable.
But he knew that he should be rational at this moment.
Impulse is the devil. Facing a figure like the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, a little bit of impulse will cost him his life.
But there was one thing he was very clear about, that he had to fight to the death with the Soul-Snatching Ancestor this time.
There was the revenge of Jing Can being seriously injured, and then there was the account of Meng Tian being controlled, and there was also the account of killing a small team of ghost immortals. These accounts had to be settled.
So there was a situation of no end to the fight with the Soul-Snatching Ancestor.
In just a moment, they ran out eight or nine hundred meters, but at this moment, the awkward childish voice of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor came from behind.
“Hehehe… If you want to escape, it depends on whether you guys have the ability~” As soon as Yang Yiyu finished speaking, he heard the Soul-Capture Ancestor roar: “Sky River~”
“Boom~”
Instantly, a series of booms sounded behind him. Yang Yiyu subconsciously turned his head and was immediately shocked to see a big river rolling over their heads.
At this moment, the Eastern Iron Man said with an unpleasant face: “Yunzi, this is the law taking shape. This old monster is more powerful than I thought. I’m afraid that escaping this time will be a problem. What should I do?”
Even if Dongfang Tieren didn’t say anything, Yang Yiyu saw it, but he didn’t have any idea at this time, and said helplessly: “I don’t know what to do. If it doesn’t work, let’s fight hard. He is just a great immortal king, not an immortal emperor. We four fight hard and don’t believe he is invincible.”
Yang Yiyu said casually.
“It’s the only way now~” Dongfang Tieren was bitter.
Yang Yiyu made up his mind, and a Jinyuan Hunyuan Xiandan appeared in his hand. He opened his mouth and swallowed it without hesitation. He moved his hands again, and the remaining two appeared in his palm.
Since escaping is a problem, let’s take a gamble. He will come to cover the rear and buy time for Dongfang Tie and the other two.
Taking Jinyuan Hunyuan Dan at this moment, Yang Yiyu knew in his heart that it was not the right time, because his realm could not keep up. Taking the elixir at this time was completely forcing the growth of seedlings, and the final backlash sequelae would be very strong.
But he had no choice. If he didn’t force his strength to improve, they would be very passive and might be in danger. He
swallowed one elixir directly and held the remaining two in his mouth for use at any time.
Yang Yiyun was not unaware of the consequences, but he knew the consequences too well, so he took out the Jinyuan Hunyuan Immortal Pill at this time.
This immortal pill was made from the recipe of one of the Qijun Immortal Paths, and it was also the strongest immortal pill in his hand. The Daluo Immortal Pill was no longer effective for him. Only the Jinyuan Hunyuan Pill he made had not been used for a total of three pills.
According to the description of the Qijun Pill, one Daluo can improve several small realms, or even a large realm.
The Jinyuan Hunyuan Immortal Pill he took out now, although it was named Hunyuan, his cultivation was that of an immortal monarch, but the efficacy of the real pill was unlimited, far beyond the level of an immortal monarch.
This time, taking it was to forcibly improve his strength, and it was still very effective for his current initial cultivation of an immortal monarch, but I didn’t know to what extent it could reach?
Anyway, Yang Yiyun was confident that he could improve his strength.
It was just that he couldn’t go up in terms of realm, because when he cultivated to this level, the way of cultivation was not only supported by energy, but also required the improvement of realm.
Both were indispensable.
Another reason why he took the risk of swallowing the immortal pill was that he thought he would solve this difficulty by himself.
In the past, he had his master, Black Lotus and others to support him along the way.
But now they are no longer there. He
still has to walk the road by himself. Yang Yiyu does not want to rely on others for everything. If he does that, he will never become a strong man.
Now that his cultivation has reached the realm of Immortal Lord, he has stepped into the threshold of being a strong man. Every strong man relies on his own strength and means, not others.
He has thought about these things, so he is ready to fight this difficulty by himself.
With three Hunyuan Immortal Pills in hand, he dare not say that he can improve a large realm, but it should be no problem to improve one or two small realms. He is not afraid of sequelae, but he is afraid of being too depressed. He
swallowed the first Hunyuan Immortal Pill.
There was a roar in his body, and the huge energy of the immortal pill exploded in his body instantly, which made Yang Yiyu’s face change. The effect of the Hunyuan Immortal Pill was stronger than he imagined.
But this time he was not only not worried, but happy in his heart.
The greater the effect of the immortal pill, the more it can forcibly improve the strength. It is best to improve from the early stage of the Immortal Lord to the middle stage.
He possessed many magical powers, all of which required sufficient strength to be used. Facing a large river rolling over his head, Yang Yiyu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and endured the impact of the energy of the elixir in his body, while his strength was also rising…
(End of this chapter)
