[Chapter 2116: Using the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin]
The aura of the law gathered directly on his palm, and collided directly with the woman’s palm.
Yang was actually a man who would not cry until he saw the coffin. Although Zamao Niao always said how awesome and powerful the ancient body-refining sub-saints were.
But in Yang’s heart, he had no idea how powerful they were without experiencing it. He
just didn’t believe in evil when he hit them.
The two palms collided and hit them forcefully.
“Boom~”
A deafening roar sounded.
“Kacha~”
accompanied by the sound of broken bones.
It was Yang whose face changed drastically.
He suffered a loss in this palm collision, and his wrist was broken, and the sound was clear.
The whole person flew backwards…
He was extremely shocked in his heart, and now he finally knew what the power of the sub-saint’s physical body of the ancient body-refining monk was.
It was like he was tofu and the other party was steel.
And there was not a trace of mana, it was purely physical strength.
But he mobilized all his mana and used the aura of the law to make a palm, but he couldn’t resist the palm of this sub-saint woman.
But it is not absolute. At least, although his wrist was broken and he was knocked out by a palm, he did not suffer too serious injuries. It also shows that when he uses the law aura, it still has a great effect.
Without the blessing of the law aura, Yang Yiyu believes that he will be crippled by this blow.
A woman with an invincible body~
Yang Yiyu suffered a loss and knew that he could not confront this woman head-on, otherwise he would be finished sooner or later.
With a bang, Yang Yiyu hit the ground and a big pit appeared. He got up quickly, and the Donghuang Bell appeared and covered his body.
“Dong~”
The long-lasting bell sounded through the world.
At this time, the woman more than 200 meters away in sight rushed over again, and he hit her more than 200 meters away with a palm.
The speed and strength of the fierce woman were superior in Yang Yiyu’s eyes, and he didn’t dare to act rashly this time.
The curse of the magic bird rang in his ears: “You deserve it, weakling. I told you that the other party is an ancient professional body cultivator, a sub-saint in the flesh, standing at the pinnacle of the fairy world. You kid still don’t believe in evil and want to fight him head-on. Can you beat him? If it was
n’t just a sub-saint’s flesh, under this palm, ten thousand of you would have disappeared into thin air. You don’t know whether to live or die~”
The magic bird cursed Yang Yiyu without any politeness.
At this time, Yang was a little embarrassed, but he didn’t refute, because he was really asking for death.
Seeing the sub-saint woman flying towards him again, Yang Yiyun said, “Okay, stop talking. I just want to test her strength. Just tell me if there is any way to deal with her.”
“What the hell, she is controlled by the Soul-Snatching Ancestor. If you want to kill her, you have to kill the Soul-Snatching Ancestor first, or you can suppress her with violence and put her into the space of the Qiankun Pot like Meng Tian…”
“Wait, I have an idea, maybe I can deal with this woman.”
Yang Yiyun heard the God and Demon Bird say that unless this woman is put into the Qiankun Pot like Meng Tian, it suddenly made him think of a possible way.
Of course, it is impossible to suppress this woman violently, and other methods can only be used.
This method made him think of the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin.
The Yellow Spring Blood Coffin is the treasure of Luoyang, the consciousness side of the demon god. It is extremely yin and evil, and it is also a supreme treasure with a unique space inside.
He can’t force the sub-saint woman into the Qiankun Pot with his current soul strength, so he doesn’t even need to think about it, but he can use the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin.
As long as it is used properly, it may be a feasible method to put the sub-saint woman into the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin and seal it
immediately. Because the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin is in his hands, he can open the coffin lid at any time and put the sub-saint woman in and seal the coffin lid.
Moreover, after activating the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin, it has a suction force, which is extraordinary.
The difficulty lies in whether the other party will give him a chance to put it in…
This point is naturally impossible, but opportunities can be created.
As long as you can find a way to fix or give him the time and opportunity to control the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin to aim at the sub-saint woman, this method is feasible.
How can it be done…
He thought about it and thought about it. What is he afraid of? He still fought to death. After consuming some of the power of the sub-saint woman or the power of the Soul-catching Ancestor to control the sub-saint woman, he should have a chance to look for opportunities.
He still has the body-fixing technique. As long as he can maintain three breaths, he will be sure to seal this woman in the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin.
Next, it depends on how long he can hold on in the hands of the sub-saint woman.
When thinking of this, Yang Yiyu was very calm.
The Demonic Bird also spoke up and said, “Boy, try activating your Donghuang Bell. I seemed to have seen that the woman paused when your Donghuang Bell sounded. It is possible that the sound of the Donghuang Bell had some effect on her.”
Hearing what the Demonic Bird said, Yang Yiyu hurriedly activated the Donghuang Bell.
He thought that it might have an effect, because the sound of the Donghuang Bell itself has the power to shock the Yuanshen. At this time, even the slightest effect would be a great help to him.
“Dong~”
The Donghuang Bell made a loud sound.
Yang Yiyu watched carefully and found that the God and Demon Bird was right. Although the sub-saint woman came at a very fast speed, her figure did pause at the moment when the Donghuang Bell sounded, as if she was suddenly electrocuted.
Although the effect was not great, she still rushed over, but Yang Yiyu knew that this pause was enough.
With a grin on his lips, he felt more confident.
“Dongdongdongdong…”
Then Yang Yiyu frantically urged the Donghuang Bell. Although it consumed the power of the Yuanshen, he could not care so much at this time. Everything was for the purpose of preparing for the enemy, at any cost.
The next moment, when activating the Donghuang Bell, Yang Yiyun activated his Dharma body and turned into a 100-meter giant. Looking at the sub-saint woman who had entered the 30-meter range, he roared: “Vajra, immortality, fighting, burning the sky, thunder…”
In one breath, he used the five supreme magical powers at the sub-saint woman 30 meters away.
Although he knew that it might not be very effective, it could cause some damage and obstacles, and this was his goal.
Consuming the opponent and damaging obstacles, even if it was not enough to knock her down, it was enough.
The sky was full of wind and clouds, sand and rocks were flying in the field, and thunder roared.
It must be said that Yang’s current cultivation level has already reached some level of maturity in performing these magical powers taught by the old man, and since he has developed a law aura, the use of these magical powers has also driven the power of the law aura between heaven and earth.
The power looks extraordinary, and the momentum is not small.
In the blink of an eye, the sub-saint woman was overwhelmed by Yang Yiyun’s series of magical powers.
From the outside, one can only see flying sand and rocks in the field, and the energy gathered in the surrounding areas is extremely thick, and the aura is strong.
“Boom boom boom…”
The roars continued to sound in the field, both in the sky and on the ground.
…
At this time, hundreds of meters away, the eyes of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor flashed a cold light and was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that this kid would actually display such a powerful magical power. These magical powers are extraordinary to the Soul-Snatching Ancestor. He knew that if this kid’s cultivation had not weakened a bit and he could not display the strongest power of these magical secrets, he would not be able to take this kid down today.
Then the Soul-Snatching Ancestor sneered: “The magical power is a good magical power, but it can’t be exerted in the hands of ants like you. If you want to use this to do things, it’s far from enough to kill my ancestor’s sub-saint puppet, hum~”
After the words fell, the Soul-Snatching Ancestor waved the skull crutch in his hand, and a black light appeared and turned into a strange rune, which flew towards the sub-saint puppet in an instant.
He was controlling and blessing.
Yang Yiyu naturally saw this scene from a distance, but he didn’t care. Anyway, he didn’t expect that this wave of attacks could kill a sub-saint puppet. There
was a loud noise in the field.
A thick fog rose.
Then the next moment, a roar sounded.
“Roar~”
It came from the fog.
Yang Yiyu knew it was the roar of the sub-saint puppet.
He was about to prepare for the second attack, but a strange light rushed out from the fog.
“Be careful~”
the magic bird reminded loudly.
Yang Yiyu’s eyes flickered. Facing this light, he naturally saw clearly that it was really a sub-saint woman flying out and heading straight for him.
The target was too big to dodge at this time, but he was not unprepared. A five-thunder tree leaf appeared in his hand.
If the supreme magical power is useless, then use the five-thunder tree leaf. If it is not enough, there is also watermelon thunder to serve. Even if it is the sub-saint’s physical body, she must be inflicted with some wounds.
(End of this chapter)
