Originally, after hearing Ruolin's words, Yunyang wanted to admit defeat, but after hearing Ruolin saying that he needed to hand over the storage ring, Yunyang immediately gave up the idea of admitting defeat.
The practice of monks is to go against heaven.
If he was afraid of wolves before and tigers behind, he probably wouldn't be able to practice to the point where he is now.
He has already retreated once today. If he continues to retreat a second time, not only will his teammates look down on him, but it will also have a certain impact on his Taoism. Therefore, he cannot retreat.
"Fight!" Without saying anything else, Yunyang had already straightened up and appeared in the sky.
When Yan Liang saw Yun Yang coming up, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly in a sarcastic arc.
"Since you want to die so much, I will make it happen for you!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a black mist appeared in his hand.
Yes, it is black mist, it looks light and weightless.
However, when the black mist appeared, the space around him was obviously distorted. It was obvious that the black mist was not as simple as it seemed.
When Yunyang saw that the other party had even sacrificed his magic weapon, he did not dare to neglect at all and also sacrificed his own magic weapon.
His magic weapon is a silver spear with a large number of inscriptions engraved on it.
"Let's do it!" Yan Liang raised the black mist in his hand and glanced at the other party with contempt.
Yunyang didn't say any nonsense. He shouted "kill" in his mouth. As the demonic energy surged, the spear in his hand started to shine brightly and made a crackling sound.
Bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and immediately converged on the silver spear, forming a huge dragon-shaped shadow. As soon as the dragon-shaped shadow appeared, a heart-shaking aura suddenly filled the sky.
Come.
"Huh?" This scene surprised Yan Liang.
"This is the silver dragon spear. It is made to imitate the silver dragon spear used by our sea god, Poseidon!" Yunyang looked at the majestic dragon-shaped shadow, and the timidity in his heart was swept away, and he exuded a radiant glow.
There is a will to look down on the world, like a peerless overlord, standing proudly in the void.
"It's just an imitation of a soldier, do you think I will take it seriously?" Yan Liang smiled proudly, still not taking Yunyang seriously.
Yunyang stopped talking nonsense and suddenly held out the spear in his hand.
With a "bang", the dragon-shaped shadow on the spear seemed to be stimulated by something. The moment he handed out the spear, it had already shot out, unleashing a majestic killing force and rushing towards Yan Liang.
"Crush it for me!"
Yan Liang didn't even use the Martial Emperor's real body. He just waved his hand and threw out the black mist in his hand.
The black mist was thrown out and immediately swelled up against the storm, turning into the size of a mountain peak and slamming into the dragon-shaped shadow.
The next second, the two intersect.
With a "bang" sound, the dragon-shaped shadow instantly shattered like an egg shell hitting a big hammer.
The moment the dragon-shaped shadow shattered, Yunyang opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, and his whole aura became extremely weak.
Obviously, just from this blow, he was seriously injured.
After the black mist defused his attack, it still hit him with a harsh whistling sound.
It was clearly a ball of black mist, but it seemed as if the power of the entire world had been gathered together, and it crashed down with the force of thunder.
The aura of death crushed down, causing Yunyang's expression to suddenly change. Without caring about anything else, he raised his hand and held out a scale.
As soon as the scales were released, they immediately swelled up in the storm, became a hundred meters in size, and blocked him in front of him.
It is clearly a piece of scale, but it carries a shocking pressure.
With a "boom", black mist came, and Yunyang's body and scales were all thrown away.
"Pfft..."
While they were still on the way, Yunyang spurted out a blood arrow again, breaking countless bones.
"nice one!"
Seeing that his attack did not directly kill Yunyang, and did not even break through the opponent's defensive magic weapon, Yan Liang was not surprised but overjoyed. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his feet, ready to continue his attack.
At this moment, Yunyang quickly shouted: "I surrender!"
Yan Liang was not moved at all.
If the other party had already admitted defeat before taking action, he might even consider sparing the other party's life.
As for now, I can only say that it is too late.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, please spare his life. I, Yun Chen, owe you a favor!" Yun Chen had no choice but to speak out.
Yunyang is his team member, if something happens, he will definitely be punished by Tianji Pavilion.
Of course, as the captain of Yunyang and others, he does have the responsibility to ensure the safety of these people.
Therefore, even though Yunyang seemed to be indifferent to him before, he still spoke out, hoping that Yan Liang would let him go for once.
To Yun Chen's surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, before Yan Liang could answer, Emperor Shitian spoke: "Yan Liang, this is Yun Chen, the current owner of Room No. 1!"
After saying this, Emperor Shitian stopped talking.
Yan Liang, who originally wanted to continue taking action, couldn't help but pause slightly when he heard this. Then he looked at Yun Chen below and said in surprise: "Di Shitian, what are you talking about? He is the owner of Room 1?"
"Not bad!" Emperor Shitian nodded slightly.
"What about you?"
"Room No. 2!" Di Shitian replied calmly: "Because I am no match for him, I can only live in Room No. 2 now."