The impact of a gold and a black sparked a wave of air visible to the naked eye, which was sent out with Yang Yiyun and Yuan Chenhuan as the center.

The surrounding plants were crushed by such a huge wave.

Yang Yiyun's 30 meter high body of Dharma prime minister, under the huge storm, can't help but go back to the city gate.

And Yuanchen fantasy and black scale Python are not easy to move backward

Both sides hit each other with one blow, but they were looking at the equal share.

However, Yang Yiyun knows that he is a little bit behind. Although the seal of eternal life is powerful, the three major marks are used. The disadvantage is that one seal costs more Qi and spirit than the other. In addition, the dragon scale Rune was used before, which makes his body lose more than half of its power. At the moment, some of his strength is not intentional.

On the other hand, Yuanchen Huan can actually use the power of the black scale Python demon. His previous attack is obviously combined with the power of the black scale python. The two in one power collides with his immortal supreme power, which explains the attack of his immortal supreme second Yin Chengdao.

At the moment, it seems that Yuan Chen Huan's face is not red and breathless, and has not been affected much.

Think about the immortal Yuanchen magic can let the black scale Python attack, and he only needs a small amount of power to fight as the leader. In this case, Yuanchen magic obviously has the advantage.

Yang Yiyun's heart sank when he thought of it.

His internal strength is limited, but yuanchenhuan, an old immortal, can rely on external force. If he goes on fighting like this, Yang Yiyun knows that he will lose sooner or later.

At this time, Yuanchen Huan laughs and says: "Yang Yiyun, the second child is just like this. Now obediently submit to my feet, you can die better. Otherwise, I'll wait for my husband to tear down your bones, pull out your skin bag, and refine your spirit. I'll give you Lu Rouge as soon as possible, or I'll die."

After Yuan Chen Huan combined the power of black scale python, he was determined that he was an old monster who had been practising for thousands of years. With the impact of magic power just now, it was natural to see that Yang Yiyun's Hou Li was insufficient and he would lose sooner or later.

So thinking about Yuanchen magic mouth began to attack the heart.

Standing on the head of the black scale python, he urged the black scale Python to think about Yang Yiyun's swimming attack.

Yang Yiyun holds his face and holds the Dragon slaying sword in his hand. His mind communicates with the spirit of the Dragon slaying sword. What he can do at this time is to use all means and the immortal Yuanchen magic fighting method. He has known for a long time that there is no overflow for himself, but there is no way.

Behind is the inner city, there is a more terrible unknown existence, in the inner city, can only fight with Yuanchen fantasy.

Fortunately, the inspiration just now made him know that the seal of the supernatural power in Twelve Supreme has a new use. If you can use the seal of the supernatural power on the Dragon slaying sword, you can try it. If you can really use it, you can send out more powerful power. Only if you kill the black scale python, you can have a chance.

The spirit of the Dragon slaying sword has always existed, but he is too proud and never comes out on his own initiative. It's a long time since he communicated with the spirit of the Dragon slaying sword last time. Up to now, he can only mobilize 60% of the xuanhuang sword spirit in the Dragon slaying sword.

Now, after hundreds of years, he wants to communicate with the dragon slayer and see if he can achieve the perfection of xuanhuang sword Qi. If he can, he will have the strength to fight with Yuanchen fantasy.

Fortunately, yuanchenhuan's cultivation was limited in the area below the period of crossing the calamity, and he was always suppressed in the period of crossing the calamity. Otherwise, the cultivation of the immortal would have killed him.

In fact, Yang Yiyun knows that compared with ordinary friars, his current strength and various means are fully qualified to challenge ordinary friars during the robbery period.

It's when he meets Yuanchen Huan, the old poison that suppresses his cultivation. It always makes him tremble.

From the beginning, the cultivation in the early stage of the fitness realm was not enough, and I didn't even dare to think about it. Now, the fitness realm is perfect. The cultivation has realized the three seals of the second immortality in twelve supreme, and the four modernizations and eight wastelands of the Black Lotus sword formula

His strength and accomplishments have been constantly improving.

However, even if there are immortal stone and dragon scale rune, they are still struggling with Yuanchen magic, even unable to fight.

What's more, after the old immortal recovered from his injury, he found a black scale Python at the level of grand Lord, which made him feel even more depressed. He could hardly breathe.

Now we can only try every means we can to fight with Yuanchen magic.

Holding the sword in his hand, he communicated with the spirit of the sword and said, "spirit of the sword..."

There was a cry of sword spirit, and there was no response.

"Hit me again, I'll kill you." Yang Yiyun has a fire in his heart. The spirit of the Dragon slaying sword has obviously surrendered, but the goods are still as proud as before. He is indifferent to his master and seems to despise himself forever."What's the matter, master?" The voice of the sword spirit finally rang out lazily in Yang Yiyun's mind.

"What do you say? I'm in dire straits. What else can I do? No nonsense, I ask you, can I play the xuanhuang sword spirit of dragon killing sword now? " Yang Yiyun asked directly.

Yang Yiyun, who can't see through the Dragon slaughtering sword to the old man, is also helpless. He really doesn't know whether he is a magic weapon or a grandfather?

It is said that the spirit sword has spirit and can automatically protect the master, but the spirit of the Dragon slaughtering sword never takes the initiative to help his master and is always silent.

It seems that like the old man, he always sleeps and doesn't jump out by himself.

This makes Yang Yiyun feel that his magic weapon is a master.

I always feel that the power of the Dragon slaying sword has not been one tenth of that of him so far. Every time he fights, he relies on the hardness of the Dragon slaying sword to fight against an enemy.

The power of spirituality is not exerted at all.

The only xuanhuang sword Qi is only 60%. With the improvement of his cultivation, the 60% xuanhuang sword Qi is not enough.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun is very angry when he listens to the lazy words of the dragon sword.

Yang Yiyun would have replaced the Dragon slaughtering sword if it had not been for the old man who could not understand its origin and believed that it was a treasure.

Angrily facing the sword spirit, he waited for the sword spirit to answer.

Just listen to the sword spirit casually say: "Oh... Yes, I open the seal of the remaining 40% xuanhuang sword Qi for the master, and then I can give full play to the power of xuanhuang sword Qi."

"Could you have used it long ago?" Listen to the sword spirit talk, Yang Yiyun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood to roar: "early can use, why don't let me use?"

"Master, you didn't ask. My strength is too strong. You use xuanhuang's sword Qi in your accomplishments. To tell you the truth, holding the powerful dragon slaying sword is a waste. If your accomplishments are too low, you can't give full play to my strength. I can't take the initiative to use sword Qi for you. First, you can't control it. Second, it will damage me, which is not in line with my interests, So that's it. "

Jianling's reply made Yang Yiyun feel more angry, but he couldn't say anything.

Because according to his words, he is not qualified to use the Dragon killing sword at all. Now this situation is just barely controllable.

There is no time to get angry, and there is no right reason.

Jianling's words are as cheap as before. There is contempt in his words. His self-cultivation is dregs.

It's really uncomfortable to stop in Yang Yi's cloud ear. He's in perfect condition now. He's a high-level monk in the cultivation world, but he's a scum in the mouth of the Dragon slaying sword.

However, Yang Yiyun is certain that the level of dragon killing sword is likely to reach a level that he can't even imagine.

At this moment, Yuanchen fantasy has driven the black scale Python to swim. Yang Yiyun didn't have time to discuss with the dragon slayer and the sword spirit. He hummed coldly: "Kaifeng..."

"As you wish."

After the words of sword Spirit fell, Yang Yiyun's Dragon slaying sword in his hand suddenly trembled and made a deep sword sound.

"Hum..."

The chant is light and long, and Yang Yiyun even hears the sound of the dragon's life.

The Dragon slaughtering sword burst out a bright silver light, turned into a small sun, and then sent out a chilling smell, which made Yang Yiyun shiver.

"Roar..."

At this time, driven by Yuanchen illusion, the black scale Python roared at Yang Yiyun, opened his mouth, and vomited out a mouthful of poisonous gas.

Yang Yiyun has the body of Dharma phase, but he is not afraid of the poison of black scale python. However, he can't bear the combined attack of Yuanchen fantasy and black scale python. He doesn't dare to be careless. After a moment's reading, a Chengdao seal moves and blesses the Dragon slaying sword, which urges the true Qi to slay the dragon.

At the next moment, the Dragon killing sword was humming and trembling. The strong sword Qi was diffused. It seemed that the cold made the temperature around drop a lot.

Yuanchen Huan, standing on the head of black scale python, suddenly feels the breath of the sword in Yang Yiyun's hand and can't help shivering.