Chapter six hundred and seventy-eight: the demon of the heart shot
The huge palm pressed down horizontally. Even though Wang Chuchen had the protective talisman given by his master, his face was ashen at this moment. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would definitely be captured. If he wanted to escape, he didn't know what year and what time it would be.
moon.
Alas! Wang Chuchen let out a long sigh and sat back to wait for death. This trip he made was really a sin. It was the first time to see so many Shangzhen, and he should have been happy, but on this occasion, he couldn't be happy at all.
Outside Wu Yi's body, several hazy images appeared. Although they were dim, they contained endless divine power. The person who came was believed to be from a god. He was in the Yiqi Sect, but he had not heard that it was equivalent to the realm of the cave.
On the contrary, there are many shrines in Lingxu Sect to worship gods.
A god who can become a high-level god will not be unknown. Yanglie Shangzhen is the Cave Heaven Shangzhen, so it is impossible for him to know everything about them. As for the several gods that appear in front of him, Yanglie Shangzhen is confident that he has never seen them before.
In other words, this superior god came from another world. As for the reason for his arrival, he was invited by Wu Yi.
Yanglie Shangzhen's huge palms wrapped in red flames were photographed on these images, which only caused these images to scatter once or twice, and then quickly gathered together.
Originally, the gazes of the Xuanyang Sect's Shangzhen had been fixed on the victory or defeat between Black Beetle and Ancestor Yi Tuan in Jitian. Even though Yanglie Shangzhen tried to teach Wu Yi a lesson, they did not change their gaze. At this moment, they
I couldn't help but look down.
Except for people like Bai Ze who knew about the relationship between the human body and the inner demon body earlier, nowadays, it is almost impossible to see the relationship between the human body and the inner demon body at a glance, unless the other person is an immortal, but an immortal is a great person.
Cabbage, bad street?
Naturally, Yang Lie Shangzhen did not see the relationship between the inner demon body and the human body. He thought that Wu Yi used the magic of subduing gods to invite gods from other worlds. However, this kind of method can cause great damage to the caster and cannot be used at all.
I can’t hold on for a long time, but it’s strange that I can take it seriously in my heart.
His method was blocked and he missed a single hit. Yanglie Shang really felt that his face was burning, and the looks of several comrades seemed to be laughing at him.
Even so, Yang Lie Shangzhen still said disdainfully: "It's just evil tricks, how long can you resist?"
At this point in the situation, apart from being a little panicked at the beginning, when it came time for him to take action personally, Wu Yi actually calmed down and did not bother to argue with Yang Lie Shangzhen. The most important thing for him at the moment was to delay time and wait until Yi Qimen.
If your Majesty comes, everything will be fine.
Originally, he planned to summon the five images of the inner demon body in one go, but in that case, Yanglie Shangzhen might be defeated in just a few moves. In this way, he would be unable to resist the Xuanyang Sect's several Shangzhen, and he would be unable to do so.
But it's not good.
If there was a back-and-forth fight with Yang Lie Shangzhen, the other Shangzhen would cherish their feathers and might just watch the fight and not end the match, so that they would have room to make a difference.
Therefore, Wu Yi first summoned the statue of the Dao Lord in the body of the inner demon. The statue of the Dao Lord, standing in the sky, looked like a peaceful old man, full of Taoism, holding Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, and stepping on a
The Lingbao gourd has its own universe. The sun and moon are long in the pot, and it seems that it can collect all things.
As soon as the statue of Dao Lord came out, several Supreme Masters all paid attention. Yangyan Supreme Master couldn't help but ask the leader, Yangji Supreme Master, "Does the leader know the foundation of this god? There seems to be no such god in the upper world."
On the Yang pole, Zhen stared at the statue of Dao Lord and said: "It has nothing to do with the upper world. I think it is a wild god."
"That's good."
"How can a Nascent Soul cultivator contact the True God of the Upper Realm? Junior Brother Yang Lie has no problem in this battle."
The several Shangzhen said this, and they really had no intention of taking action, but their different body shapes and positions had already blocked all Wu Yi's escape directions.
No matter what the cause of this battle is, since it is the intention of the ancestor, it must be a precious thing, so even if it is robbed by clever means, I, as a junior, must do everything possible to help him win it.
If the two ancestors obtain the Immortal Fruit, juniors like themselves will also be able to ascend to heaven.
This is the true intention of Xuanyang Sect. Cultivating the world is so real.
Yang Lie opened his sleeves, the flames spread, and all kinds of fire creatures appeared and swarmed towards the statue of Dao Lord.
The Taoist statue still smiled kindly, but he knocked down the jade ganoderma in the palm of his hand, and all the fire objects were annihilated. Before they could recover, the Daojun statue opened the mouth of the gourd of spiritual treasures under the statue, and took in all the fire spirits.
There is no way out.
"What a great trick, let's see how long you can hold on!" Yang Lie Shangzhen started to take hold of a golden divine sword. As he waved his hand, the sword was full of energy, and the sword light was raging, shining for nine days, as if it was formed with the sky.
The induction caused the fire from the sun to burn out in all directions.
The Taoist Lord seemed to be unhurried and calm. He threw up the jade lingzhi in his palm, and infinite light appeared. It came into contact with the sword energy and collided non-stop. It had entered the stalemate stage.
In this way, there are already two battles in the Xuanyang Gate at the moment. One is between Black Beetle and Ancestor Yi Tuan, and the other is between Wu Yi's "Wild God" and Yang Lie Shangzhen.
Moreover, for a while, no matter which game it was, there was no one-sided situation. It would be impossible to decide the winner without a few days.
However, this place is among the Xuanyangmen Mountain Gate. With its favorable location and people, will the Xuanyangmen really insist on a one-on-one fight like a gentleman?
Obviously, it's impossible.
Seeing that the battle was dragging on and there was no outcome in sight, the Xuanyang Sect's superiors all asked the leader, Yangji Shangzhen, to fight. However, Yangji Shangzhen just listened and did not respond. He was impatient and simply said: "No."
Pass by perfunctorily.
Luck is an ethereal and invisible thing, but at this moment, Yangji Shangzhen, who is the head of the Xuanyang Sect, can clearly detect the violent fluctuations in the luck surrounding him. This is not a good thing, because most of
Most of the time, luck is declining.
If today's matter is not handled well, the family may be in danger of being wiped out. At the last moment, Anode Shangzhen decided to rely on his extraordinary sensitivity to take it easy.
Feeling troubled and unable to win for a moment, Patriarch Yi Tuan couldn't help but said to Patriarch Fu Zhou: "Fu Zhou, if you take this thing, you and I will be promoted. If you don't take action soon, I'm afraid it will be too late."
It’s too late.”
Ancestor Fuzhou didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it. Ancestor Yi Tuan said it again, but Ancestor Fuzhou still didn't respond. Just when Ancestor Yi Tuan couldn't help but get angry, he saw something in the corner of his eye.
In the invisible silver light, I suddenly understood something in my heart.
It turned out that he was still a step too late. Ancestor Yi Tuan felt a little solemn in his heart.