Chapter 2666

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
Yang Yiyun was also surprised that the nine thorny vines of the bloodthirsty old demon turned into nine red dragons, and he really saw such a big demon for the first time.

To put it bluntly, it's just nine roots, but it can become nine red. It's a wonder.

Of course, this may only be anecdote for Yang Yiyun.

And it's the first time we've seen a tree demon in such a climate.

Yu Linglong was cautious, and his words were not easy to deal with, which was enough to explain the problem.

Yang Yiyun's Dragon slaying sword is in the body, and his condition has been adjusted to the best, although he is ready to attack.

"Oh..."

The next moment, one after another, the sound of the Dragon resounded.

There were nine of them, but one of them could be heard as if it was a mid-term deficiency.

Yang Yiyun knows that this one of the nine sounds is most likely the one they cut off.

These are the roots of thorns and vines of bloodthirsty ancestors. Obviously, they are not so easy to deal with.

After the nine sounds of the dragon, the nine thorny vines turned into red dragons and circled.

But the bloodthirsty ancestor's noumenon is emitting the bright red light, a pair of huge eyes fixed on Yang Yiyun and others.

"Death"

The bloodthirsty old demon roared.

"Be careful, Yunzi." Yu Linglong stares at the nine red bars ahead.

In Yu Linglong's opinion, Yang Yiyun is still a little bit worse, but he is worried.

"Well, be careful." Yang Yiyun nodded and agreed. He was moved in his heart. Then he said to Tu Jingyuan and Teng she, "you two have to cooperate with each other."

"It's the master"

Tu Jing Yuan and Teng she answered.

At this time, in the face of bloodthirsty ancestors, it is necessary for the four of them to go all out to fight.

In the face of this old demon, Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes. In fact, he also felt it when he was here. The smell of the old demon did not seem to be that strong and invincible, and even he felt it was not as strong as yulinglong's.

It's just that he can try his strength in this battle.

After getting everything in the seven color dragon scale, the cultivation of the body and the mana can work perfectly to form a powerful attack.

Moreover, after this time, Yang seemed to be enlightened. His vision and insight had a great sublimation in the way of cultivation. Although he was the lowest in the realm of cultivation, he could not reach the God Emperor, but if he really fought, Yang believed that he was good.

"Nirvana of life"

At this time, yulinglong's attack broke out.

"Ouch, ouch..."

The bloodthirsty ancestor, however, was commanding nine thorny vines, which broke out under the red light one by one. Like three flowers on all sides, he attacked four of them in an all-round way.

"The old monster is quite confident. I don't believe you can do it this time."

Yang Yiyun cold heart, raised the dragon sword, zuwu Chengsheng Gong and Qiankun daozhong Gong run at the same time.

The power of the flesh is the power of the wasteland, which belongs to the power of hegemony. In fact, this power alone has surpassed many gods of the same level. However, in the face of bloodthirsty old demons and other creatures, he does not dare to reserve the slightest. He wants to kill them with the greatest power. Otherwise, if he is careless, even if he is not injured, it will affect other people.

The power in the body is now the power of the Tao. It is more tenacious than the power of the physical body. Yang Yiyun doesn't know the power of the two when they complement each other.

Before the sword on the ground, he only urged the physical force. This time, he did not dare to be careless in the face of nine bloodthirsty ancestors.

"Honghuang daozhong, chop it for me"

Yang Yiyun roared and the Dragon killing sword broke out. The two forces converged in one sword, and the sword spirit was incomparable. This time, he did not release the sword spirit, but all converged in the Dragon killing sword.

"Buzz"

The sound of the sword continued.

The sword seemed to be cheering. It was like a man who had been hungry for a long time and finally had a full meal. The hilts of Yang Yiyun's sword were shaking.

All of a sudden, he cut a thorn in front of him.

There is no power to send out. The true color of the Dragon killing sword is silver.

"Boom"

A sword and a thorn collide.

Under the intersection of silver, white and red, the energy riots spread far away."Ouch ~"

Two screams.

But the sound of dragon comes first and the sound of pain comes later.

Yang Yiyun was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the sword was so sharp that he cut off the dragon head directly.

He knew that there were two screams, one was the thorn dragon, and the other was the bloodthirsty ancestor. Of course, it was one.

The reason why thorns can be transformed into shapes can be seen as the result of the profound talent of bloodthirsty ancestors.

A sword cuts off a dragon head, and suddenly the Dragon turns into a thorn and shrinks back.

"How could it be..."

The bloodthirsty ancestor gave out a roar of surprise and anger.

"There's nothing impossible about the old monster. Today is the time of your death. We'll see if we don't cut off all your nine old roots." Yang Yiyun spoke with a sneer.

At the same time, from the corner of his eye, he saw that the thorns he had cut off were shining red and red again in the next moment, turning into the form of a red dragon, just a small circle.

Yang Yiyun grinned: "unexpectedly, he has recovered again, but he keeps cutting to see how long you can last."

"Boom boom ~"

On the other side, there was a loud voice. He quickly turned to see that Yu Linglong alone should be facing six red stripes. Although she was in decline, she still looked very hard.

Teng she and Tu Jing Yuan should deal with each other.

So is he.

But the sword in his hand was sharp, and he was not afraid.

At this moment, she was worried about Yu Linglong. Although she recovered to the God level, she could not cope with the six thorns and red dragons.

And the bloodthirsty old demon seems to have the strength of cultivation. Now it seems that it is not much different from jade Linglong.

"Whoosh"

"Boom"

Yang Yiyun is about to help Yu Linglong, but he is stopped by a bramble red dragon. His backhand is a sword. He retreats, and the bramble red dragon's light is dim. But this time, the sword doesn't cut off, which makes him feel a little surprised.

"Boy, do you really think that God can't kill you

After a cold hum, the bloodthirsty old demon is a masterpiece of his own blood. At this moment, his breath is rising.

Yang Yiyun's face changed and he felt that it was not good.

On the other side, Yu Linglong's voice rang out: "Yunzi old demon is absorbing the power of the mountains to improve his mana. I'll drag the nine red dragons. You go to attack his main body, and you can't let him improve. Otherwise, the old demon's strength will reach the level of the LORD God, and we won't be rivals at that time."

Jade Linglong words fall, all is a wave of hands, a drop of blood appear, green light, Jiao drink, turned into nine lights, not worse than the bloodthirsty ancestors of the nine thorns of the dragon, almost instantly nine to nine entangled with nine red dragon.

Yang Yiyun knew that it was not the time to grind Ji. Although he was worried about Yu Linglong, he knew that what she said would not be wrong. He yelled at Teng snake and Tu Jingyuan: "attack the old demon at all costs."