[Chapter 852 Yang Shen Realization]

The soul can be transformed into boundless forms, visible or invisible, wandering in the void, and passing through walls and stones.

Naturally, it can also invade the body of a cultivator and cause a devastating blow to the opponent. Of course, the opponent’s soul must be subdued first, otherwise it will be swallowed by the opponent if it encounters a counterattack.

Of course, Yang Yiyu dared to invade Ning Wujin’s soul with full confidence.

After the power of the soul invaded Ning Wujin’s body in an instant, it entangled Ning Wujin while he was running.

Then Yang Yiyu took a step forward, and the giant sword stabbed Ning Wujin’s head.

“Stop~”

Just as Yang Yiyu drew his sword, a roar resounded through the sky. It was unclear where it came from, but the sound was like thunder, which shocked Yang Yiyu’s soul power entangled in Ning Wujin’s body.

Ning Wujin, whose body had regained freedom in an instant, saw Yang Yiyu stabbing at him with a sword, and he could not avoid it. He shouted with a look of horror: “Ancestor, save me~”

In a flash, Yang Yiyu could not tell the source of the voice, but he heard Ning Wujin’s shouting, and he was also shocked.

The other party’s voice was old, red, thick and powerful, and it sounded straight into the soul. It was obviously an extremely powerful soul power. Yang Yiyu instantly judged that the owner of the voice had a higher cultivation than him.

However, he did not care. Ning Wujin’s life was already under the sword, how could he let Ning Wujin go?

Without the slightest hesitation, he urged the sword in his hand and slashed it down.

“Puff~”

The next moment Ning Wujin’s head exploded directly, and Yang Yiyu slashed down with a sword, and Ning Wujin’s body was directly split into two halves. With one sword, Ning Wujin’s body was destroyed, and his soul and infant were destroyed.

At this point, Ning Wujin died.

“Ah… Wujin grandson, I will kill you, little thief.”

The exposed voice roared, and the wind and clouds of the world changed color under the rage of this voice.

Then a white figure rolled out from the clouds and mist, and came towards Yang Yiyu like a sharp arrow. When he got close, Yang Yiyu saw that the other party directly hit his forehead with a palm.

Yang Yiyu’s heart tightened. He found that the other party’s speed and powerful aura were similar to the rolling wind and clouds, and should not be underestimated.

In a hurry, he chopped with a sword.

The sword energy and the palm collided.

“Boom~”

A strong airflow fluctuated.

The next moment, Yang Yiyu’s face changed wildly. He found that he had miscalculated.

The opponent’s strength is very strong, and it is not the real body. After the sword was chopped out and contacted, it was found that the opponent did not use the true qi, but the spiritual energy of the world. There was no trace of true qi at all, and it was completely the spiritual energy of the world.

This is not the most important thing.

The point is that after the contact, it was found that this person showed more of the power of the soul.

Suddenly, a powerful soul power of overwhelming force entered his sea of consciousness.

In the powerful roar, Yang Yiyun suddenly spat out blood and flew backwards.

Just a face-to-face encounter, he was severely injured by the opponent’s powerful soul power and the power of heaven and earth.

“Bang~”

Yang Yiyun’s body flew backwards for more than 20 meters and fell hard on the ground: “Ugh~” He

spat out another large mouthful of blood.

The injury of his body hitting the ground was not painful for his current body. The key point was that Yang Yiyun miscalculated and was severely injured by the opponent’s soul power.

This is why he spat out two large mouthfuls of blood in a row.

In an instant, two words popped up in Yang Yiyun’s mind-Primordial Spirit!!

Yes, it was the Primordial Spirit.

Yang Yiyun figured out the situation in an instant.

He stood up immediately, and looking at the figure that rushed towards him the next moment, Yang Yiyun’s face became solemn, and at the same time he was shocked. The person rushing over in his sight was an old man with white beard and white hair, who looked full of.

But his face was full of murderous intent.

Recalling Ning Wuji’s shouting before, it seemed that he called him the ancestor.

After he killed Ning Wujin, the old and exposed voice roared, “Grandson”.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun roughly guessed that this person should be the real person in charge of Qingtianmen, and his strength far exceeded his.

In Yang Yiyun’s perception, what appeared in front of him was just a Yang God, a Yang God incarnated.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun sucked in a breath of cold air. He knew that the Yuanshen of the Out-of-Body Realm, whether it was Yang God or Yin God, had only one standard to be realized, that is, the cultivation reached the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Realm.

Looking at the white-clothed and white-haired old man who rushed over with a murderous look on his face, his facial features were clear and no doubt like ordinary people. If it weren’t for the powerful soul aura exuding from his perception, Yang Yiyun would never think that the other party was just a Yang God.

No wonder he suffered a loss and vomited blood after a single blow.

The Out-of-Body Realm has been perfected, which is the highest peak of the Out-of-Body Realm.

Yang Yiyun knew that he couldn’t afford to offend such a person.

Although his soul was powerful and his Yuanshen Out-of-Body Realm was special than ordinary people, in the previous confrontation, Yang Yiyun knew that he was not yet an opponent of the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Realm.

But… he was unwilling to let him escape like this. He couldn’t swallow this humiliation. It was too depressing to be beaten to the point of vomiting blood for nothing.

Although he concluded that the other party was in the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Realm and could not be provoked, Yang Yiyun was still confident that he could vent his anger.

Because the old man in front of him was, after all, just a materialized Yang God, not the real body. If the real body was present, Yang Yiyun would flee without hesitation.

It seems that the other party discovered the battle between him and Ning Wujing, or it could be said that it was the reinforcements brought by the escaped people from the Qingtian Sect, and could not stop him from killing Ning Wujing in time, so he first sent out a great Yang God to stop him. It seems that this person’s real body and Yin God are on the way.

In a flash, Yang Yiyun made up his mind and decided not to flee first. Before the real body of the old ancestor of the Qingtian Sect arrived, he would first kill his Yang God. Even if he could not disperse his Yang God, a heavy blow would be a relief.

At this moment, the other party’s Yang God had rushed to three meters in front of him, and the power of the soul in his hand was so strong that it gathered into a long spear and was about to stab Yang Yiyun.

Yang’s face darkened, and he snorted coldly, “You old immortal, you think you can turn the world upside down with just one Yang God? I’ll kill your Yang God.”

After he finished speaking, Yang Yiyun roared, “The soul left the body, and the Yin and Yang merged into one. Yin and Yang devoured it.”

“Roar~”

Yang Yiyun’s soul left the body, and the Yin and Yang gods instantly merged into one. Nine feet high behind him, emitting golden light that pierced Yanru’s little sun. Suddenly, the shadow of the soul roared, opened his big mouth and instantly devoured the old man in white, or his Yang God.

This time, Yang Yiyun was ruthless and didn’t care about anything. The Yin and Yang gods swallowed each other at

the same time. Of course, he was also afraid that even if he was a soul that merged Yin and Yang, he might not be able to defeat the other party’s Yang God. At the same time, the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand urged the true qi and the Xuanhuang sword qi to slash again and again, and the three magical powers of the right hand bones were displayed at the same time, and he greeted them all at once. Always

feeling that it was not enough, the shadow of the soul stretched out his hands, and the blue soul fire formed two big fireballs, which he threw at the Yang God of the old man in white.

This time, Yang Yiyu almost used all his strength.

He didn’t believe that he couldn’t defeat a Yang God.

If the opponent’s Yin God was present, he might not be able to defeat him, but no matter what, he was a Yang God. His cultivation was indeed higher, but it was a small realm higher, not a big realm.

“Boom boom boom~”

First, the Dragon Slaying Sword and the hand bone magical power attacked the old man’s Yang God, making a deafening roar.

The old man in white snorted coldly and waved his hands to forcibly resist Yang Yiyu’s attack.

After a loud bang, the old man in white really blocked Yang Yiyu’s sword energy and hand bone magical power, and Yang Yiyu’s Yuanshen attack also fell. He exclaimed at this time: “Yin and Yang combined? You are the Great Perfection… No, it’s still the early stage of out-of-body… Ah~”

The exclamation ended with a scream.

However, the old man in white clothes shone with a radiant light and resisted the devouring power of Yang Yiyun’s Yuan Shen. However, he was burned by Yang Yiyun’s blue soul fire and screamed.

Yang Yiyun was delighted to see this. Now he knew that his soul fire evolved from the Yuan Shen, and even the Yuan Shen of the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Realm was afraid of it. He

immediately thought of increasing the firepower and completely burning the old man’s Yang Shen.

However, at this time, a breath of air soaring into the sky came from the clouds and mist. The power of this breath was so strong that Yang Yiyun could feel it from hundreds of meters away. He sighed in his heart, what a pity! !

At this moment, the clouds and mist at the gate of the Qingtian Gate rolled and automatically retreated to both sides, but the gate of the Qingtian Gate was wide open.

Then a white eye shot out from it.

Yang Yiyun’s heart tightened, and he knew that the old man’s original body had come.

It was just as he had guessed.

At this time, although Yang Yiyun was unwilling to give up, he was about to burn a Yang God, but the opponent’s real body came,

so he had to give up. Facing the real body that came, Yang Yiyun had no confidence in the opponent, and immediately disappeared.

But behind him, a thunderous roar sounded: “Little thief, I will catch you and skin you alive no matter where you are.”

(End of this chapter)