Yang Huang closed his eyes, feeling the breath of life rapidly passing away with the pressure of the prison, but he was not afraid, because no one would just watch him die on the territory of the Yiyuan Dao Sect.
"You have to spare others, please spare them, Elder Sun."
boom!
A voice came out of thin air, and the cage that oppressed Yang Huang was directly dispersed. Yang Huang instantly felt his body loosen, and almost fell to the ground, but he still tried his best to stabilize his body. At the same time, the innate energy was crazy.
Born from the courtyard of the mind, it began to repair the damage caused to the physical body.
In front of Yang Huang, stood a figure. He was wearing a black leather jacket, a plaid shirt, black trousers, and a beard. His eyes were half-squinted and he looked dull. He had his hands in his pockets and looked with both eyes.
The elders of Yiyuan Dao Sect stood on the high platform without any fear.
This person is Yang Huang's father, Yang Guozhong.
To be precise, it was Yang Guozhong's divine thought. This divine thought had actually always been with Yang Huang, ever since Yang Guozhong learned about the fact that Yang Huang could practice.
Mo Ruofu, who knows his son well, knows Yang Huang's character, so he feels it is necessary to set up a protective san on him.
"Yang Guozhong, do you dare to teach me a lesson with just a divine thought?" Sun Ailin's eyes were sharp and he glared at Yang Guozhong on the ring with disgust in his eyes.
Yang Guozhong is one of the people he hates the most in his life. He is the son of the Supreme Elder. He is incredibly talented. He has only been practicing for more than fifty years. His cultivation is so unpredictable that even he cannot understand it.
To say that he is in the distraction stage is a bit too strong. To say that his realm is beyond distraction does not have the corresponding momentum.
"To deal with you, a divine thought is enough."
Yang Guozhong showed a domineering attitude that Yang Huang had never seen before. There was something invisible on his face that looked lifeless, and he stood there as if he was integrated with the world.
It seems comfortable and natural.
It is commonly said that Tao follows nature, and perhaps this is how it feels.
"Bold madman! Now I know why your son has such a moral character. It turns out that like father, like son!" Sun Ailin seemed to be easily angered. His body disappeared from the high platform, and then the ring was hung with strong winds.
, which made Yang Guozhong's clothes make a loud noise.
"Just destroying one of your spiritual thoughts will not relieve the anger in my heart!" When Sun Ailin's voice appeared again, his body had appeared above Yang Guozhong's head. Around his body, there was a big black pit, which was
The performance after the space is forcibly torn apart.
Terrifying power was concentrated on Sun Ailin's right hand. He waved his arm lightly, and a palm print immediately appeared. It grew larger in an instant, and a palm pressed towards Yang Guozhong's head.
"All laws are at ease, and the Tao is natural. With a scripture and one person, all laws can be destroyed." Yang Guozhong said inexplicable words. He raised his head, looked at the palm that swelled to the size of the entire ring in that moment, and gently raised it
He raised his right hand and pointed toward the top of his head.
Bo!
A faint smoothness shot out from between his fingers. After the smoothness left his fingers, it seemed to be pulled by the surrounding space, stirring the entire space.
That huge palm actually shrank crazily after Yang Guozhong pointed it out, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. After finally falling, it was only the size of a different palm, and it suddenly froze on top of Yang Guozhong's head, only a few meters away from his forehead.
cm distance.
Yang Guozhong always raised his head, his eyes clearly saw the palm lines on his palms, and he breathed gently into his palms.
call……
The powerful palm was blown away just like the leaves piled on the ground, blown away by the wind, revealing the original appearance of the ground.
The palm disappeared, and Sun Ailin's body appeared in front of Yang Huang. His body was surrounded by light blue beads, which were spinning around his body as if they were conscious.
"Yang Guozhong, what state are you in? Why can you withstand my attack? Logically speaking, this is impossible." Sun Ailin was actually a little angry. In his opinion, Yang Guozhong's cultivation time was only fifty years.
Forget it, no matter how profound his cultivation is, how can he possibly compete with his thousands of years of cultivation?
But things went against his expectations. In the previous confrontation, he had already initially understood the opponent's strength.
You know, Yang Guozhong standing here is just a spiritual thought.
What is divine thought?
After a monk breaks through the state of distraction, he will separate out his spiritual thoughts. Those with poor qualifications will have to break through to the next level after ten years. However, those with good qualifications can split into hundreds or thousands of spiritual thoughts.
The more, the stronger the strength.
It has been recorded in ancient books that there are people with amazing talents and beauty who can branch out millions of spiritual thoughts in the realm of distraction. Their strength is so terrifying that they can cross two or three realms to kill their opponents.
Of course, that is just a record. Sun Ailin is a person who has lived for more than a thousand years. At least he has never seen such a person in these more than a thousand years.
In fact, the realm of distraction is a huge leap in a monk's strength, because distraction is the division of the soul, so the more spiritual thoughts that are separated, the stronger the strength, which leads to the emergence of cross-level challenges in the realm of distraction.
"You have stayed in the Yiyuan Dao Sect all your life. There are simply too many things that you cannot understand. This world of mortals, this world, all the changes and all kinds of mysteries are all things you cannot understand. So don't use your single words
Use your own thinking to measure everyone." Yang Guozhong said with a chuckle. Until now, he seemed to be downplaying it, as if he didn't take Sun Ailin seriously.
At this time, Yang Huang's injury has basically recovered. Today is the first time that he got to know his father.
Because he grew up in an atmosphere without a mother, he attributed all the responsibility to his father. In fact, after hearing what Yang Guozhong said, Yang Huang had a vague feeling. He felt that Yang Guozhong's young
At that time, it might be no different from what I am now.
There are too many similarities between the two people's life trajectories, so father and son should talk about everything.
But because of an incident a few years ago, the two of them were estranged. They have been strangers for so many years. Or it cannot be said that they are strangers. It can only be said that both of them are escaping and dare not face this reality.
When a paranoid meets another paranoid, the best thing to do is not to meet.
The two of them had been escaping for so many years, but today, Yang Huang suddenly realized why he was escaping? This man, his father, had done everything he could for him. This man was paranoid and responsible.
I have lived with such a huge sense of guilt for so many years.
He is so outstanding, but he has always lived in a mortal city, rejecting the huge resources around him, and stubbornly relying on his own persistence to achieve today's achievements.
"Yang Guozhong! You loser, you have no qualifications to judge me! Because I am beyond your reach!" What Sun Ailin couldn't stand the most was Yang Guozhong's face. He couldn't even control his emotions and exploded directly, his body
The surrounding balls represent all the power he has. Each ball has the power to destroy the earth in a peaceful era. Now, he lights up every ball outside his body.
The terrifying pressure caused the arena in the square to collapse instantly, but Sun Ailin was a man who had a strong sense of belonging to the Yiyuan Dao Sect. Before releasing his cultivation, he had already set up hundreds of formations in the square to ensure that the square
The tens of thousands of juniors above will not be affected by energy fluctuations.
At the same time, he also hoped that these juniors could see his battle with Yang Guozhong, which might help their cultivation.
With this idea in mind, Sun Ailin blasted an ocean-like zhenqi towards Yang Guozhong's spiritual thoughts. This was pure cultivation suppression, without any fancy, not a spell.
Yang Guozhong faced the menacing blow with a calm expression. Her body seemed to be tens of thousands of kilometers away in an instant, and she still seemed to be standing in the same place. In short, the ocean-like Qi did not have any impact on her.
He raised his right arm again and extended his index finger forward. When he raised his finger, no one could imagine Sun Ailin's feeling. He felt as if the entire Lotus Mountain was pressing on him, making him unable to straighten his back.
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This finger seems to be able to make the world collapse. This finger seems to contain all changes. This finger seems to contain all the laws of space in this world.
Sun Ailin was dumbfounded as he watched Yang Guozhong's simple finger blow away all his true energy. At the same time, the power was not reduced, and it hit his body in an instant.
In desperation, he sacrificed hundreds of fourth-level defensive magic weapons, but was shocked to find that so many magic weapons could not withstand Yang Guozhong's finger!
I saw that finger directly penetrate the defense of the magic weapon and act on Sun Ailin's body.
boom!
Numerous cracks appeared in Sun Ailin's body, and blood spurted out crazily from the cracks. His body was on the verge of collapse, and his soul was struggling to hold on. He had suffered horrific injuries, and was only a few steps away from losing his soul.
But Yang Guozhong controlled it just right, and with just this little difference, Sun Ailin finally saved his life.
"You...what state are you in?" Sun Ailin said with difficulty. He was extremely helpless. His thousand years of cultivation could not match the power of the opponent's finger. What a humiliation it was.
"Distracted! You've always known it." Yang Guozhong said it matter-of-factly and didn't take it seriously. He turned around and glanced at Yang Huang, his heart filled with pride.
This is indeed his son. Fortunately, he has been worrying about Yang Huang's cultivation in the past few years. Unexpectedly, this boy has already started his cultivation, but he has always concealed it.
He knew that if there was a physique in this world that even he could conceal, it must be an innate Taoist body, so he believed that Yang Huang was an innate Taoist body.
Although the term Xiantian Dao Body seems to be nothing, it is actually very terrifying. There is only one person recorded in the history of Xiantian Dao Body. This person later soared into the sky, founded the Heavenly Court with the help of the Battle of the Gods, and called himself the Jade Emperor.
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"puff!"
I don't know whether it was because the injury was too serious or because Yang Guozhong's words had a great impact on him. Sun Ailin spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered, as if he was about to lose his balance.
Even so, he was still unwilling to accept this fact. His strong willpower supported his body from falling. The light blue beads circled outside his body again, and a wave made countless Yiyuan Daozong under the ring
The disciple's trembling power soared straight into the sky, and he had the courage to tear the entire space apart, but was unable to do so.
"Why are you so alarmist and distracted? If you were in the distracted state, how could you seriously hurt me!" Sun Ailin naturally didn't believe Yang Huang's understatement. He thought these were words that the other party deliberately used to impress his own state of mind, because he was distracted.
In this realm, it is impossible to hurt yourself.
Although the person standing here now is only Sun Ailin's clone, it was created by him with great effort and possesses almost 80% of the strength of his original body.
"Believe it or not, you can ask my father. I am indeed in the state of distraction." Yang Guozhong's godless eyes have been staring at Sun Ailin. In front of him, this guy who has been practicing for a long time and has a high level of cultivation, in fact, Yang Guozhong is
Admired.
In this world, everyone's existence is justified. It can be seen that Sun Ailin's talent is not high, it can even be said to be very low, but he has reached his current height through his own efforts. Although it took such a long time, but
It also reflects his quality from the side.
This is also the reason why Yang Guozhong did not kill the opponent directly.
Even though this is the Yiyuan Dao Sect, Yang Guozhong believes that even if he kills Sun Ailin on the spot, his father who has been in seclusion for many years will not appear.
"Yang Guozhong, if you really only have the state of distraction, then it would be a huge insult to me, Sun!" Sun Ailin's body was slowly recovering, and he also knew that Yang Guozhong deliberately gave himself time to recover from his injuries.
Otherwise, the other party could kill him directly before.
Ten minutes later, until Sun Ailin had completely recovered from his injuries, Yang Guozhong slowly spoke.
"To be honest, there are many kinds of people in this world, some are selfish, some are selfless. Some are selfish, and some are just. But if you really want to talk about justice and the way of heaven, I'm afraid everyone will disagree.
Because the values are different. So human beings are, after all, animals that rely on accumulation to continuously improve. I think you should have a deep understanding of this. So today, I think we can stop here. Please let my son live.
I will also let you live." Yang Guozhong said something that the tens of thousands of monks in the audience could not understand, but Sun Ailin understood it.
After practicing Taoism for thousands of years, Sun Ailin has long said goodbye to innocence. He knows that there are too many people in the world who are better than him, but he will never give up. Even if his life comes to the end, he will make one last effort. So
, this may also be a disguised paranoia, he is the one who is not qualified to evaluate Yang Guozhong.
After all, he couldn't even match the opponent's spiritual thought. It's conceivable that Yang Guozhong was many times stronger than him.
"I only have one question, what state are you in?" Sun Ailin still did not give up. He simply did not believe that the other party was just distracted.
"I said, I am in the state of distracted mind, but... I can separate many more spiritual thoughts than you." Yang Guozhong has many words, and does not have a specific definition. He does not want these people from the Yiyuan Dao Sect to know that he is
The details of.
It is precisely because he does not have this sense of belonging to the Yiyuan Dao Sect that he does not demand that Yang Huang must obey the arrangements of the Yiyuan Dao Sect. As for Yang Xiaoyan, his daughter, it is because he has always known that the other party is a person with whom he belongs.
Different from him, this girl's sense of justice has taken over everything in her heart, so he believes that sending Yang Xiaoyan to the Yiyuan Dao Sect is the right choice.
In fact, the existence of the Yiyuan Dao Sect has many benefits for him. For example, he can send Yang Xiaoyan, who is full of righteousness, into it and let him become a genius in the Yiyuan Dao Sect. He can send Yang Huang back to Yang Xiaoyan.
Send Duoduo to Yiyuan Daozong and let him live a comfortable life here.
"Since you don't want to tell the truth, I won't force you. This time, Sun Mou loses. Say goodbye!" Sun Ailin is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to be generous. He knows very well how to reach his own limit. When he found out that he
When his true self couldn't even defeat Yang Guozhong's spiritual thoughts, he didn't want to stay here any longer. He bowed to the other party, and then his body instantly faded and gradually disappeared.
Until the end, he did not want Yang Guozhong to only have the strength of the state of distraction, because if the other party was only distracted, he would have to split at least 10 million spiritual thoughts to resist him. He thought this was completely impossible.
"Anyone on the stage who still wants to embarrass my son can stand up now. Yang is here. As his father, I should protect him." After Sun Ailin disappeared, Yang Guozhong inserted his hands again.
In his trousers pocket, he looked towards the high platform and spoke disdainfully.
His tone was unacceptable to many people on the high platform, especially Ying Bingbing.
Ying Bingbing had been in contact with Yang Guozhong before. She always felt that this man was not showy but seemed unpredictable. But now, this man made her feel a little uncomfortable because of his crazy attitude for her son.
Ying Bingbing has been practicing for three thousand years, but she has never fallen in love with any man, so she doesn't know what the world of mortals is, nor what it feels like to be a parent, so she saw that Yang Guozhong would rather fight in order to protect Yang Huang
The entire Yiyuan Dao Sect seemed very incomprehensible.
This three-thousand-year-old spinster is also a self-centered monk. She feels that she can live a good life on her own and does not need a man at all. As for physical needs, it is not difficult for cultivators to overcome them. After all, they are cultivators.
Advanced monks can spend tens or even hundreds of years in retreat, so they don't have time to think about that aspect.
Mortals only have a life span of a few decades, so they naturally want to use every means to enjoy the various tastes of the world, but cultivators don't need it, so why bother asking for trouble.
Ying Bingbing flicked her fingers, and once the crystal clear light flew out from her sight, it continued to change in mid-air, forming a world in an instant.
This is a time of ice and snow. Wherever the naked eye can see, nothing can be seen except for a vast expanse of white. This time directly envelopes Yang Huang and Yang Guozhong and his son. Yang Guozhong is just a spiritual thought and cannot withstand such a terrifying attack.
The physical body begins to become illusory.
"My son has grown up."
"Now listen carefully to every word I say. This world of ice and snow is Ying Bingbing's unique skill. It is a spell passed down from ancient times. It is called 'the method of killing gods from the ice, sky and snow'. Don't move here, for
The spiritual thought of father will turn into a protective layer to ensure that you will not freeze to death in the next three minutes. After three minutes, the father will come over, and by then, Ying Bingbing will be no different from an ant."
Yang Guozhong suddenly turned around and said quickly to Yang Huang, because he felt that his spiritual will could not withstand the erosion of the ice and snow world and might soon dissipate.
In Yang Huang, Yang Guozhong saw himself in his youth, the same rebellious, the same eclectic, the same paranoid.
Their ideas lead in the same direction.
After a while, Yang Guozhong's spiritual thought completely dissipated, and only Yang Huang was left in this world of ice and snow.
As a spell caster, Ying Bingbing certainly knew what was happening in the world of ice and snow. After thinking for a moment, she decided to stop casting the spell. Because she did not want to kill Yang Huang. For now, anyone who was not a fool could see that.
Yang Huang's future is limitless. If she does a favor at this time, she may get a lot of benefits in the future.
"Master Ying, if you want to kill this junior, you can do it now. In fact, there is no need for you to take back this barrier, because... I don't despise it." Yang Huang's voice not only sounded in Ying Bingbing's mind,
Instead, it resounded throughout the square, and all the disciples of Yiyuan Dao Sect heard it clearly.
"Chen Yueru, back then you transformed into a teacher and broke into my world. Even now, I still can't forget you. Now, I, Yang, still have the same feelings for you!" Yang Huang's voice became louder this time.
, maybe all the monks on Lotus Mountain heard his shout.
No one knew how he spread his voice out of the ice and snow world, even Ying Bingbing was shocked.
Because her one-flower-one world is an absolutely closed space, no one can escape from it unless the other party's strength is the same as hers. But Yang Huang is only a monk in the Daoyuan realm. How on earth did he use the voice
From the world of ice and snow?
"Yang Duoduo, if I don't survive today, you must take good care of Ningning for me. You must watch her grow up, teach her the principles of life, and don't let her be like me." Yang Huang's next sentence was to
What Yang Duoduo said in the square.
Although he knew that doing so would affect Yang Duoduo's originally expected life, he still spoke out, which could actually give the other party an invisible protection.
Because of Yang Ningning, Yang Duoduo's status in Yang Huang's heart has become somewhat different. Although there is no love, there is family affection.
boom!
Just when Yang Huang decided to fight to the death, the world of ice and snow completely dispersed, and Yang Huang's body reappeared on the ring. Apparently Ying Bingbing couldn't bear the inexplicable death of such a genius, so she took the initiative to withdraw the spell.
"Thank you for not killing Sect Master Ying. Yang will remember it in my heart." Yang Huang saluted to the high platform. His salute was only directed at Ying Bingbing.
"It's nothing. We have no grievances between you and me. As an elder, how can I bully the younger generation? Come to think of it, I was only born a few years earlier than you. It's hard to say who will have higher or lower achievements in the future."
Ying Bingbing spoke modestly, showing her demeanor as a senior.
But the next moment, Ying Bingbing's expression changed drastically, and she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood on the spot. She quickly covered her chest with both hands, as if she had suffered an unimaginable blow.
"Master Ying! In this life, Yang has never had any desires or demands. He only cares deeply about my son and does not allow anyone to harm him. But just now, you almost killed Yang's son with just one thought. This
I must settle this account with you clearly!" In this space, the voice of Yang Guozhong, the king of the world, came.
Obviously, after the spiritual consciousness was destroyed, Yang Guozhong's true self rushed to Lotus Mountain as quickly as possible. It didn't even take more than ten minutes, but only thirty seconds before he arrived. Because this was related to his son's life.
"Because you are kind-hearted, Yang will not take your life. However, death penalty can be avoided, and living penalty is unforgivable. You must suffer the pain of your flesh and blood today." Yang Guozhong's voice sounded again, and a wave of energy stirred the space.
Energy fluctuations appear out of thin air.
Ying Bingbing felt that a terrifying force that even she could not resist instantly entered her body, moving all her internal organs, and her muscles and skin were shattered to varying degrees. What annoyed her most was that for this
She was powerless to do anything.
In three thousand years of practicing Taoism, she has never encountered such a terrifying crisis.
It feels like life will die at any moment.
But such a crisis actually happened to her, making him unprepared. The initiator of all this was Yang Guozhong.
It was hard for her to imagine how a monk who was only in the realm of distraction could have such terrifying strength.
It is true that in the realm of distraction, one can cross levels and challenge, and even cross two or three realms to kill opponents, but that only exists in legends after all. She now really wants to know how many spiritual thoughts Yang Guozhong has condensed before he can explode in the realm of distraction.
Such terrifying strength.
The punishment that Yang Guozhong kept saying came quickly. Ying Bingbing felt uncomfortable all over. A force that she wanted to reject but couldn't reject entered her body, wantonly destroying her body, and finally sucked away 80% of the life breath before disappearing.
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The originally beautiful and charming Ying Bingbing suddenly grew white hair and her skin became dry and wrinkled, almost catching up with the old woman next to her.
After Yang Guozhong's voice appeared, the old woman didn't even dare to move, like an obedient little white rabbit. She was very old, and at her age, the thing she feared most was death. She really didn't want to die, even if she didn't want to die.
She is absolutely willing to live alone for ten thousand years.
After Yang Guozhong sucked away 80% of Ying Bingbing's vitality, he seemed to disappear directly. His breath disappeared from this space, and no one could feel his presence anymore.
Today, all the Yiyuan Dao Sect disciples look at the father and son of the Yang family with admiration.
These two people are simply two monsters.
One has been practicing for less than fifty years, and the other has only been practicing for three months, but the two of them have exploded with amazing talents and displayed monster-level strength.
If another thousand years pass, what kind of horrific appearance will this father and son grow into?
Under the ring, few people still remember the engagement between Liu Qing and Yang Huang. They all fell silent and felt the gap. Because Yang Huang was even much younger than them.
Especially Yang Xiaoyan, who was standing in the crowd, was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. She never expected that her biological father would appear here, and in such a domineering way.
In her impression, her father has always been a gentle man who would keep everything in his heart. He rarely showed his domineering side to the world, but today he made an exception for Yang Huang.
As for her brother, this was even more of a surprise. Originally, Yang Xiaoyan always thought that Yang Huang was just an ordinary person and would live an ordinary life in this life. However, she did not expect that he was a monk who was much more powerful than herself.
Yang Xiaoyan's outlook on life suffered a major blow, and she felt that she needed a few days to buffer, otherwise she would still not be able to accept this reality.
Yang Huang, who had survived the disaster, stood alone on the ring, his eyes strangely drifting towards the seriously injured woman, Ying Bingbing.