[Chapter 2117 The old man vomited blood several times]
“Five Thunders~”
Yang Yiyun looked at the sub-saint woman who came out of the fog quickly, roared, and instantly inspired the five thunder leaves in his hand.
“Boom… Crack…”
The five elements of thunder burst out from the five leaves of the five thunders, and instantly swept towards the sub-saint woman.
Five thunders of different colors were like five dragons transformed from thunder, with a huge momentum.
It seemed that the sky and the earth had become thunder.
The breath was strong and the light was dazzling…
Yang Yiyun was also surprised by this. The power of the five thunder purple leaves used this time was much stronger than before.
There is no doubt that it was a change brought about by the upgrade of the Qiankun Pot. This was also the first time he used the five thunder purple leaves after the Qiankun Pot was upgraded.
Compared with the past, the five thunder purple leaves before the Qiankun Pot was upgraded were also powerful, but they were not so powerful in terms of vision and senses. If the power of the previous five thunder purple leaves could be compared to five small snakes, the current five thunder purple leaves were five dragons, which were not a little bit powerful.
After the Qiankun Pot was upgraded, Yang Yiyun originally thought that the Watermelon Thunder was the most powerful treasure. At that time, he had not tried the upgraded Five Thunder Purple Tree Leaves, and thought that it could only be ranked second. Now it seems that there is no first or second place between the two.
The Five Thunder Purple Tree Leaves are equally powerful.
In this way, Yang Yiyun is more confident.
The good or bad depends on this one.
As for the fact that this sub-saint woman can quickly come out of his five supreme magical powers in one breath, Yang Yiyun knows that it is the result of the magic power of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, the old immortal, and it is expected.
However, she does not look so relaxed. Yang Yiyun saw that the sub-saint woman who was flying at this moment had disheveled hair and the runes engraved on her body dimmed a lot.
This shows that his supreme magical power has caused damage to her and is effective. It has indirectly consumed the power of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, the old immortal.
Another character also showed that his three Hunyuan Immortal Pills were not eaten in vain, and the effect of forcibly improving strength had an effect on the attack of the supreme magical power.
He thought that he must study the sixth supreme magical power carefully, but he had no time. Now it seems that he has neglected the old man’s unique magical power.
The supreme magical power has twelve major moves, and each magical power is stronger than the other. The five magical powers he has learned now are already enough for his cultivation, but there are still seven more that he has not learned and comprehended thoroughly.
Starting from the sixth magical power is a huge watershed. Yang Yiyu believes that after he comprehends and learns the sixth supreme magical power, it will be a huge leap and improvement in strength. The
ancient sub-sage’s body was beaten by him and his hair was disheveled, which was enough to show the power of the old man’s magical power.
He was inexplicably full of expectations for the sixth magical power…
…
At this moment, five thunders exploded in front of the sub-sage woman, turning into five dragons and heading towards her.
Yang Yiyu’s Dharma body was a hundred meters long, standing between heaven and earth. From a distance, he could see the change in the face of the soul-catching ancestor at this moment. The old immortal finally frowned.
This also shows that his attack of the Five Thunder Purple Leaves made the immortal old ancestor feel the power.
To be honest, Yang Yiyun was also full of expectations for the power of the upgraded Five Thunder Purple Leaves. This was also the first time he used the Five Thunder Leaves after the evolution.
I wonder if the Five Thunders can kill this puppet of the sub-saint’s flesh?
If it can be killed, that would be the best. If it can’t be killed, it doesn’t matter. He is now confident that he can deal with it calmly.
Thinking about it in his mind, the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin appeared and was ready to attack at any time.
“Boom… Crack…”
The earth-shaking thunder finally exploded on the sub-saint puppet.
“Roar…”
The next moment Yang Yiyun clearly saw that the woman of the sub-saint puppet let out a long roar, and her black hair stood upside down. The runes on her body suddenly became powerful, and it seemed to form a defense. The blood light suddenly counterattacked and competed with the power of the five thunders.
Yang Yiyun saw that the black light of the skull crutch in the hands of the Soul-catching Ancestor in the distance was shining brightly, and it was obviously blessing the practice.
At this time, he continued to stare at the field…
but he saw something unusually dazzling, and huge energy waves were rippling.
He subconsciously closed his eyes, and then activated the Eye of Heaven and Earth to look again. At this time, he was waiting for the opportunity, and he dared not relax at all.
Under the operation of the Eye of Heaven and Earth, Yang Yiyu saw that his Five Thunder Power was weakening and dissipating, but the woman of the Sub-Saint Puppet really didn’t get any good this time, and saw that the runes on her body disappeared faintly~
This means that under the power of the Five Thunders, the runes on her body were broken, or in other words, part of the power of the Soul-Capture Ancestor was broken.
The two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but Yang Yiyu knew that he won with this blow.
Because he had waited for the opportunity~
The woman of the Sub-Saint Puppet paused in the field, and Yang Yiyu now supported the power of the Five Thunders and made a move.
He opened the lid of the Huangquan Blood Coffin, and the huge hand that evolved from the Dharma Body lifted up the Blood Coffin and urged it to move. He suddenly pressed down on the head of the Sub-Saint Puppet Woman, and said, “Immobilize~”
The Sub-Saint Puppet Woman, who was still struggling, stopped instantly after he performed the Immobilization Technique.
However, Yang Yiyu knew that he could not immobilize her for long.
Because the powerful thoughts used in the immobilization technique were all shrouded in her, he clearly felt how great the rebound of her powerful force was.
However, he only needed three breaths of time, and within three breaths he could activate the Huangquan Blood Coffin and seal her in the Huangquan Blood Coffin.
At this moment, the blood coffin was activated with one hand, and the entrance of the coffin was in full swing, aiming at the woman of the sub-sage puppet, and blood light instantly enveloped her.
Yang Yiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but his face suddenly changed the next moment.
Because he heard a roar: “Hey~”
from the voice of the soul ancestor.
A word like some kind of mysterious mantra made his immobilization technique rebound uncontrollable.
The time was only one and a half breaths, not enough.
At this time, the core of the immobilization technique was his soul thought, and he felt deeply.
If he let the immobilization technique break free at this moment, what he did before would be in vain.
Absolutely not.
Yang Yiyu roared: “Immobilize it for me.”
With a hysterical roar, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly increased his soul power, and finally stabilized it.
The Yellow Spring Blood Coffin in his hand increased its strength again.
“Buzz~”
The Yellow Spring Blood Coffin made a roar, and the blood evil spirit surged. The blood coffin runes that burst out completely devoured the sub-saint puppet woman.
The next moment, there was a dull bang, and Yang Yiyu was delighted.
It was done.
He successfully put the sub-saint puppet woman into the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin, and closed the coffin lid with a flip of his hand.
“Seal~”
“Bang~”
With a loud bang, the coffin lid was closed.
In one fell swoop, this difficult ancient sub-saint puppet who had reached the peak of body refining was put into the blood coffin.
…
In the distance.
“Puff~”
The soul-catching ancestor spit out a mouthful of old blood, and he completely lost contact with the sub-saint puppet.
At this moment, looking at Yang Yiyun, whose Dharma image was huge, the Soul-Capture Ancestor had a gloomy face, but he suddenly roared: “Soul-Capture Great Method, under the Dharma, soul returns… Come back to me~”
The old man gritted his teeth and performed the method. The skull cane hummed and inserted into the ground in front of him. He formed seals with his hands, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the skull, and chanted obscure notes.
On the other side, Yang Yiyun felt something was wrong. The Yellow Spring blood vessels in his hand actually rumbled and trembled, as if the sub-saint puppet woman inside was about to break free at any time.
He withdrew the Dharma image and returned to his normal human body. He quickly slapped the blood coffin to suppress it, but the Yellow Spring blood coffin still shook violently…
At this time, he was a little worried. It took a long time to put it in, but he must not rush out.
While he was worried, he heard the God and Demon Bird say: “Don’t worry, kid. The Yellow Spring Blood Coffin is not an ordinary treasure. The old man is obviously anxious and is calling it with blood. He wants the sub-saint puppet to break free from the blood coffin, but it’s not that easy. You can suppress the blood coffin with the Kunpeng egg like this.”
Yang Yiyun heard the God and Demon Bird talking, and he didn’t have time to think about it. He immediately took out the Kunpeng egg and activated it. After the inscription on the Kunpeng egg was written, he placed it on the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin.
The next moment, it really worked.
The vibration of the blood coffin was reduced, and it was completely quiet in less than three breaths.
Yang Yiyun finally relaxed this time, and waved his hand to put the Yellow Spring Blood Coffin and the Kunpeng egg into the space of the Qiankun Pot.
This time, the real suppression was complete.
Looking up, the Soul-Capture Ancestor in the distance spit out another mouthful of old blood, and his body shook, and he almost fell down.
Yang Yiyun laughed immediately: “Hahaha… The old thing spit out several mouthfuls of old blood~”
(End of this chapter)
