[Chapter 2120: Endless magical powers]
Yang Yiyun brought out the “Eight Heavenly Dragon Scriptures” this time. It was taught to him when he went to the Taoist temple of Master Tianji to deal with the divine emperor Jiang’s playing of the guqin. In the end, he broke the supreme magical power of the divine emperor Jiang Qinyin.
Speaking of it, he broke the three guardian gods of water, corpse and divine emperor Jiang one by one, and also got three divine beads. Unfortunately, when he entered the Taoist temple of Master Tianji, he used them to open the door. The three divine beads are three keys, otherwise they can be used today.
However, the eight heavenly dragon scriptures taught by the old man are also the supreme magic methods used to disturb the other party’s mind, the Taoist mind, the illusion, etc.
At this moment, the soul-capturing ancestor also tried his best, gathering the dark clouds into a huge statue, with great power, instantly locking him.
In the blink of an eye, the beast with dark clouds gathered from the sky and rushed straight to Yang Yiyun…
Yang Yiyun chanted the Eight Heavenly Dragon Scriptures with his natal statue. It was only three thousand words, and every word was a true word. Every sentence consumed the huge mana and soul power in his body.
While chanting, his forehead was covered with sweat and his back was soaked with cold sweat. At the last moment, his body was trembling and he gritted his teeth to persist. It was
just three thousand words of true words. Yang Yiyun was in the same situation when he tried it for the first time. It was still the same now, but the power was naturally different.
Just when the beast in the sky reached three meters above Yang Yiyun’s head, Yang Yiyun finally chanted and completed the Eight Heavenly Dragon Scriptures with a sweat. The
Soul-Snatching Ancestor standing in the distance was actually watching nervously. This time he used his old skills. This was a high-level forbidden technique in the Soul-Snatching Technique. Just this one shot drained 80% to 90% of his power. If he couldn’t take Yang Yiyun down this time, he would run away.
It is true that the real strength of the Soul-Capture Ancestor lies in his ability to control the souls of others. Although he himself is a master of the Great Perfection of the Immortal King, his physical strength is a shortcoming, so he spent a lot of effort to steal the ancient immortal tomb and refine two sub-saint puppets to protect himself.
But what about now?
The black-armored man went to chase the escaped people, but he has not returned yet, which can only mean that he is entangled.
As for the other one, he was sealed in the blood coffin by the kid. For him, it is not worth it to let Yang Yiyun get close to him.
Because in the eyes of the Soul-Capture Ancestor, the opponent can suppress his sub-saint puppets, so his strength must be extremely strong. The key is that this kid has endless means and is hard to defend against.
More importantly, his Soul-Capture Dafa power is useless to that kid. It was dissolved several times, and it didn’t work even when he got into the sea of consciousness.
This is fatal.
The Soul-Capture Dafa is indeed powerful, but the key is to be able to exert control. His Dafa doesn’t work on the opponent, so how can he control it?
Therefore, the Soul-Snatching Ancestor was going to make a bloody attack. If he still couldn’t take down Yang Yiyu, he would retreat without hesitation.
This old guy has been practicing for countless years and is a shrewd person. He knows how to avoid danger and seek good fortune.
But when the Soul-Snatching Ancestor saw that the soul beast he condensed with a secret method fell three meters above Yang Yiyu’s head, he finally laughed. In his eyes, Yang Yiyu was sweating profusely at this moment, and he seemed to be scared silly.
“A junior is a junior after all. You are still far from fighting with me, the ancestor~” The Soul-Snatching Ancestor muttered.
But…
As soon as the Soul-Snatching Ancestor finished speaking, he saw Yang Yiyu roaring, and then he saw a white light on Yang Yiyu’s body, and in an instant, eight silver-white dragons rushed out of him.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~”
Eight dragon cries resounded throughout the venue.
At this moment, the Soul-Snatching Ancestor trembled all over, and widened his eyes and said, “How… is it possible…?”
In an instant, he felt an extremely powerful pressure filling the whole world.
Silver-white dragons rushed into the black cloud beast in the blink of an eye.
“Roar~”
A mournful cry sounded from the black cloud.
The Soul-Snatching Ancestor saw that the huge black cloud formed by his magic power burst into silver and white, as if it had cracked.
“Boom~”
After a dull sound, the entire black cloud beast was torn into pieces and turned into ashes.
“Ah… Puff~”
Yang Yiyun heard the screams of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor at this moment, and could also see clearly that this old immortal spit out a mouthful of blood.
But the next moment he flew away and escaped without hesitation.
“Humph, you still want to escape, it’s too late, Tianlong Zhumo.”
With a cold snort, Yang Yiyun waved his hand, and the eight silver-white dragons transformed by his mantra in the air did not dissipate after the impact shattered the black cloud beast. Although they were much dimmer, they were still hovering with the mentality of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. Under his command, the dragons roared all day and suddenly chased after the Soul-Snatching Ancestor.
Having finally gained the upper hand, Yang Yiyu would not let the Soul-Snatching Ancestor go so easily.
…
As for the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, he never expected Yang Yiyu to be so difficult to deal with, with so many high-level magical powers, one after another.
Seeing the destruction of the dark cloud beast, he knew it would be difficult to continue the battle. He had just been driven out of the mountain for a short time, and he did not want to suffer too much loss. Who would have thought that he would provoke such an evil star today?
Although he was not afraid of this kid, there was no need to fight desperately.
He lost the soul of a fierce beast in the Soul-Snatching Technique just now. There were three fierce beast souls in his crutches, all of which were treasures that he spent his mind, energy and blood to nourish. Now he actually lost one for a kid in the realm of Immortal Lord.
He encountered setbacks one after another in front of this kid, which made him feel heartbroken. Although he thought that the kid’s cultivation was not very good, he could sense the danger at this moment, so he retreated without hesitation.
He suffered a lot of losses, and his soul was injured by the backlash. He had to avoid the sharp edge for the time being and settle the score later.
The sub-saint puppet was taken away by that kid, and this matter could not be forgotten. He must take it back.
But now he couldn’t do it, he was injured by the backlash, so he had to retreat for the time being. He also had the black-armored sub-saint puppet. After recalling it and recovering from the injury, he would come back and tear this kid into pieces.
The Soul-Capture Ancestor had a good plan in his mind, but he underestimated Yang.
Eight Heavenly Dragons is a great divine power. Even if Yang used it, he would sweat profusely and almost faint. The residual power instantly swept towards the Soul-Snatching Ancestor…
In a flash, the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, who was already a thousand meters away, found that eight Heavenly Dragons were coming towards him in an instant. This was a high-level great divine power. He knew that he could not avoid it at all. He
could only grit his teeth and resist it. Otherwise, he might have to give up his life.
His face was extremely ugly, and he roared angrily: “The young man is bullying too much~”
The Soul-Snatching Ancestor felt the pressure and cursed. He suddenly moved his finger and pointed at the skull cane in his hand, and roared: “Soul-Snatching, Earth and Heaven Twin Evils, rise~”
The last word roared out, and the Soul-Snatching Ancestor raised the skull cane at the Eight Heavenly Dragons flying behind him.
The next moment, the cane burst into black light.
“Roar~”
“Ao~”
Then two fierce demon souls appeared in the huge and vast black light. They were really the evil souls raised by the Soul-Snatching Ancestor in the cane.
One looked like a lion, and the other looked like a big snake. He
roared fiercely and rushed towards the eight dragons, and his size increased several times. It looked more than a hundred meters, while Yang Yiyun’s eight dragons were only more than ten meters in size.
Both beasts were very powerful. In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought together, and there was a constant roar above the sky.
When Yang Yiyun flew over, the battle was over. The lion-like beast released by the Soul-Snatching Ancestor dissipated, while the big snake was still there, but its body was much dimmer.
As for his eight dragons, they completely dissipated. This was a magical skill, not a real dragon, so it was normal to dissipate.
However, the big snake released by the Soul-Snatching Ancestor was the soul of a real beast. One was killed by the dragon, and the remaining one was a threat to him.
But when Yang Yiyun saw the embarrassed look of the Soul-Snatching Ancestor, he laughed. It was obviously a big price for this old immortal to release the souls of two beasts. It looked like his body was shaky.
In fact, Yang Yiyun was not feeling well either. He was almost exhausted.
At this time, the Soul-Catching Ancestor saw Yang Yiyu chasing after him, and waved his skull cane to summon the big snake to his side.
Although Yang Yiyu knew that the 100-meter-long snake was the soul of a fierce beast, it should not be underestimated. Its body exuded a violent and primitive aura.
“Swallow him~”
The Soul-Catching Ancestor waved his cane.
The next moment, the big snake swam towards Yang Yiyu.
(End of this chapter)
