That day, the Demon Lord Tower rushed towards Yang Yun in no hurry. When it was a few meters in front of Yang Yun, Yang Yun swept away with his gun, and all kinds of thunder swept across it, forming a huge golden python dragon.
The python dragon stood up and rolled back, with its huge dragon tail protecting Yang Yun. The upright dragon head glared at Lu Yuan, and kept uttering low dragon roars.
Everything around him began to sway amidst the low dragon roars, and the spiritual energy in the space began to gather and disperse irregularly.
The Heavenly Demon Lord Tower was also affected and began to shake, making it difficult to move forward.
Yang Yun smiled, "Lu Yuan, even if your broken tower has all kinds of blessings, you can't use them!"
"Yeah?"
Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, then suddenly opened. All three pupils were instantly blackened by demonic energy. Waves of powerful demonic energy lingered around Lu Yuan, and the hell-like aura of death immediately spread out.
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Even Yang Yun, who was at the edge of the field, could clearly feel the pressure brought by this aura. Yang Yun only felt that there seemed to be an illusion in front of him, and a figure like the god of death appeared hazily.
A horizontal knife surrounded by death energy was held in his hand and suddenly flew towards him.
"Roar!--"
The python dragon surrounding Yang Yun suddenly roared, and the dragon's power shook the whole space even more. Yang Yun also woke up under this long roar, and everything in front of him began to materialize.
The figure of the God of Death began to fade away, and then Lu Yuan, holding a long knife, flew towards him, with murderous intent lingering around him.
Yang Yun immediately turned his palm, and the spear immediately charged out. The python dragon moved in response, its huge body rolled, and it rushed towards Lu Yuan who was flying towards him.
"How dare a little python dragon block the path of this Holy Son?!"
Lu Yuan shouted low, and saw the momentum on his body surge. He swung the long knife in his hand, and a stream of demonic energy instantly lingered on it, and Lu Yuan's face began to change at this time.
Dark purple horns sprouted from his forehead, and his ferocious face replaced his previous fengshui appearance. Dark purple lines instantly covered his entire body.
Lu Yuan was already a monster at this time.
The figure of the python dragon also arrived in an instant, its huge mouth opened, and it bit towards Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan stood with a sword in his hand. The eyes between his brows turned. He looked up and saw a dragon's roar entwined with demonic energy.
The body of the python suddenly stopped, as if it sensed something terrible, and started to tremble.
stand up.
The next moment, the figure of the python dragon began to rewind decisively, completely ignoring Yang Yun's life and death, and fled towards the distance.
"Want to leave? It's too late!"
Lu Yuan's voice at this time was very low and hoarse, with murderous intent that would destroy the world.
Lu Yuan raised all three of his eyes, locking them firmly on the python dragon that was still trying to roll back its body.
Then, the demonic energy gathered under his feet, his knees slightly bent, and he held the evil-destroying knife in both hands.
"boom!--"
With a violent sound, Lu Yuan shot out, and in just one breath he flew over the python dragon's head.
The evil-destroying knife in his hand suddenly became several times larger, and the demonic energy instantly filled the air, imprisoning the entire body of the python dragon.
"die!"
Lu Yuan slashed with his sword, and layers of demonic energy suddenly fell down with the supreme sword energy.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!——"
Layers of sword energy passed over the python dragon, and then they were all destroyed in the space.
"Bang!——"
The golden python dragon began to break apart from the dragon's head, turning into pieces of golden shards scattered in the air.
The Heavenly Demon Lord's tower moved instantly, and the demonic energy wrapped around him instantly, pulling all the gold shavings into his belly.
Dots of golden light flickered in the Heavenly Demon Lord Tower for a few moments, and then faded away. The surrounding demonic energy became more active, and it seemed that they couldn't wait to taste Yang Yun's taste.
Yang Yun looked at Lu Yuan above him and swallowed secretly. When the sword energy passed by him just now, he couldn't move at all. If Lu Yuan's target was him, then he would be dead.
I don’t know how many times!
Yang Yun looked at the empty surroundings and had the idea of escape.
Hedong in thirty years, Hexi in thirty years, it doesn't matter if he can't beat Lu Yuan now.
Where there is life, there is hope!
As long as you can escape from here, you will have a chance to make a comeback!
When he returns to the Supreme Court, Lu Yuan will die!
Yang Yun made up his mind and fired the spear in his hand. The golden light suddenly shot out from the tip of the spear, and all the boundless spiritual energy was swept into it. From the tip of the spear, the space began to vibrate.
The golden light flashed and sank, and the entire gun body began to vibrate. Yang Yun continued to forcefully absorb a lot of spiritual energy. He added a lot of energy to control the spear at this time.
Lu Yuan's three eyes fell on Yang Yun, and he walked towards Yang Yun step by step.
Yang Yun only felt
He felt that he was being stared at by the god of death, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
When Lu Yuan took a few steps closer, the spear in Yang Yun's hand burst out and hit Lu Yuan.
When Yang Yun let go, he mobilized all his remaining cultivation and punched the field wildly, hoping to break through the field and escape.
"boom!--"
Yang Yun punched the field, and a golden magic circle began to emerge. His fist was like hitting cotton, unable to exert any power.
"Want to escape? Wishful thinking!"
Lu Yuan looked at the spear that was about to stab him with disdain, and slashed with the knife in his right hand.
"boom!--"
The violently plundering sword energy slashed down violently, and was violently slashed together with the flying spear.
A white light flashed, and the sword energy and spear were all wiped out.
The whole space fell into silence.
Yang Yun looked at the magic circle in front of him, and something bad arose in his heart. He immediately moved to another part of the field and continued to wave his fists, but another magic circle rose up, absorbing all his energy.
"Stop struggling. This Holy Son has set up dozens of magic circles. You can only go out sideways today!"
Lu Yuan's voice was faint, but as firm as heaven's decree of fate.
Lu Yuan was about to say something else when he felt a wisp of Yu Chu's aura sweeping over him, as if he wanted to explore everything in the field.
"Ha... someone has become suspicious, Yang Yun, I have no time to spend with you, so just die!"
After the words fell, Lu Yuan suddenly moved, and all kinds of demonic energy was like a chain, instantly imprisoning Yang Yun. The Heavenly Demon Lord Tower also quietly arrived, and countless demonic energy swept out from the Heavenly Demon Lord Tower, covering the door in front of Yang Yun.
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I saw that the golden dark lines on Yang Yun's body began to disappear quickly, and a little bit of golden light was continuously sucked away by the Demon Lord Tower from his face.
"Buzz!——"
All the golden light on Yang Yun's body dissipated, Tianmo Zunta burped, and then returned to Lu Yuan's consciousness. All kinds of demonic energy also quickly rolled into Lu Yuan's body, and all his demonic images dispersed.
After a breath, everything becomes calm.
Lu Yuan still stood with his hands behind his back, and the Evil-Breaking Sword exuded the light of a noble-level weapon, standing in front of Lu Yuan.
Yang Yun, on the other hand, knelt in midair sluggishly, without even a trace of cultivation left on his body.
[System prompt: The host has captured all the power of the reincarnated soul of Yang Yun, the son of destiny!]