Chapter 2076 Controlling the Statue

The real phoenix hovered in the void, and its pressure covered the heavens.

"He can actually transform into a real spirit, what kind of magical power is this?"

Everyone's body was shaking wildly, showing deep disbelief.

"How is this possible?" On the side of the real phoenix clan, Yu Zhi's heart was in turmoil.

As a guardian of the real phoenix clan, her cultivation ranked among the top three in the clan. She could sense more clearly than anyone else that the real phoenix that Ye Chunyang transformed into at this time was a real real spirit body, not an ordinary body shape spell.

"How did he do it?" Yu Zhi's heart was full of disbelief.

"Daddy's magical power is powerful!" Ye Yao waved his little fist and shouted to cheer: "Daddy is mighty! Beat that ignorant guy to death!"

Everyone looked at Ye Yao, all with a strange look on their faces. However, when they felt the majesty displayed by Ye Chunyang's transformation into a real phoenix, they couldn't help but be moved.

At this time, a roaring sound came from the air.

The phoenix was shining brightly, and flew out from the sword light. At almost the same time, the Buddha light in the hands of the clone Ye Xiaobao rose, and the Brahma Golden Lotus rotated in the void, entwining the True Spirit Sword, and the latter's spiritual light suddenly dimmed.

Then, the True Phoenix waved its claws and directly pressed the True Spirit Sword under its grasp.

With a crackling sound, this powerful sword was directly hit back in the air in front of Mo Yao's shocked eyes, and the sword was covered with fine cracks.

The clone and the main body cooperated perfectly.

"How is this possible?"

Mo Yao's eyes widened. The power of this sword was enough to kill a cultivator of the same level in the late stage of Return to Void, but it was easily resolved by Ye Chunyang's strange magical power of the True Phoenix.

"It seems that this Mahayana will has no effect on you."

The colorful rays of light faded, and Ye Chunyang turned back to his true body, looking at Mo Yao sarcastically.

At the same time, Ye Xiaobao took back the Brahma Golden Lotus and stood beside him safely.

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingcheng and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Yao's sword just now was too powerful, and few people of the same level could resist it. When this sword was sacrificed, they all sweated for Ye Chunyang.

But it is obvious that Ye Chunyang's strength is stronger than they imagined!

"I didn't expect you to have such magical powers. I underestimated you." Mo Yao took the True Spirit Sword back into his body and said gloomily.

The True Spirit Sword was defeated by Ye Chunyang's attack, and most of its spiritual power was damaged. It needs to be cultivated again to recover.

"If you think this is all my strength, it's too naive. I just used three points of my cultivation. I won't give you any chance next time."

Mo Yao's expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with violent killing thoughts.

After the voice fell, he gently closed his eyes and raised his hands.

A majestic spiritual power surged out, and Mo Yao's robes moved without wind, his long hair fluttered, and the dazzling light wrapped around his whole body, making him like a fairy descending to the world, revealing supreme majesty.

At this moment, his breath was rising wildly, and everyone felt the thirteen statues in the pavilion tremble violently again, and the Mahayana will was more surging, as if the ancient sleeping immortals were awakened one by one by him.

"Boom, boom!"

The terrible storm of will filled the entire pavilion. Except for a few high-level beings, everyone else was trembling and could not withstand the pressure.

"This is the real Mahayana will." A faint chuckle came from the mouth of the Nether Lord.

He stood still with his hands behind his back, and those Mahayana wills did not affect him at all.

"Lord, the Mahayana will in this fairy pavilion should belong to our clan. What's wrong with you?" The Great Elder of the Nether whispered beside him.

Previously, they found a relic on the outskirts of Penglai Fairy Island and got some news about these thirteen Mahayana statues. No one in the field knew the origin and mystery of these Mahayana wills better than them.

The Great Elder of the Nether couldn't figure it out. They were determined to get it, why did the Nether Lord suddenly lead the Mahayana will out to Mo Yao.

"Not everyone can control the Mahayana True Meaning. Do you think I will really give it to others?" The Nether Lord glanced at Mo Yao and spoke lightly.

"What does the Lord mean?" The Great Elder frowned slightly, with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

"I just want to use Mo Yao's hand to get rid of Ye Chunyang. Since there is such a deep grudge between them, there is no need for us to do it."

The Nether Lord flashed a sly smile on his face and said, "Since I can introduce the Mahayana True Meaning into Mo Yao's body, I can also take it back."

The Nether Great Elder's eyes lit up when he heard this, and nodded and said, "So that's how it is. I understand."

The Lord's trick of killing with a borrowed knife is not bad. He can use Mo Yao to get rid of Ye Chunyang, and he can also take this opportunity to win over Lingxiaojie. Although the cost of doing so is a bit high, it is undoubtedly worth it.

What's more, the Lord said that he could take back the Mahayana True Meaning, so the Nether Great Elder naturally has nothing to worry about.

The elder's eyes flickered, and he smiled softly, "Lord, in this case, should we secretly help them?"

"No need." The Lord of the Netherworld raised his hand and looked at the several forces that had stood beside Ye Chunyang before, "This kid surnamed Ye has so many people behind him. If we take action, those people will never stand idly by. We just need to wait and see until they are both defeated."

"Yes, I understand!" The elder accepted the order.

While the Netherworld clan was secretly brewing, whispers were heard from all forces. Everyone looked at Mo Yao, who was urging the storm of will, and they were shocked.

The Mahayana true meaning he invoked at this time was much more powerful than before, which could be seen from the thirteen statues that were shaking all around. The terrifying spiritual power made everyone's body churn.

Everyone was trembling in their hearts. Mo Yao was indeed the young master of Lingxiao Realm. With such magical power displayed, few people present could resist it.

They not only felt a little sympathy for Ye Chunyang, but just now Mo Yao only used one-third of his strength, while Ye Chunyang used clones, flying swords, Tongtian Lingbao and incarnation secrets one after another, which seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Luo Qingcheng clenched her jade hands tightly, and her body was shining.

She was determined in her heart that if Ye Chunyang had any accidents, she would not hesitate to take action, no matter what the consequences were.

But then, everyone's face showed surprise.

Ye Chunyang stood calmly in the same place, indifferent to Mo Yao's storm of will.

After a moment, he raised his head and glanced at the thirteen statues in the hall, with a smile on his face.

"Do you really think you have mastered the true meaning of Mahayana?" A cold laugh came out, and Ye Chunyang looked at Mo Yao indifferently.

Mo Yao frowned slightly, but then his eyes showed sarcasm, "Ye Chunyang, at this point you still naively think you can compete with me. Back then in the demon god world, I could have wiped you out, but it's a pity that you escaped into a parallel plane. This time you won't have any luck."

"Really?"

Ye Chunyang's mouth curled up.

"Since you want to use the true meaning of Mahayana so much, then I will let you see what the true Mahayana will is!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chunyang suddenly raised his foot and stomped his feet, shouting: "Soul out of the body!"

"Buzz!"

The brilliant golden light filled the air, and an illusory soul was dazzling, the light enveloped the surroundings of the palace, and bursts of pleasant fairy music came out.

At the same time, a shocking scene appeared in the field!

The thirteen statues that were shaking violently suddenly became quiet, and the Mahayana will surrounding Mo Yao seemed to be absorbed by some invisible force and disappeared completely.

Mo Yao was shocked!

Below, the face of the Nether Lord also changed.

At this moment, the palace was quiet, without any sound, only the illusory soul hanging in the air was shining with dazzling brilliance.

"What's going on? Why did the Mahayana true meaning suddenly disappear?" The face of the Nether Lord was uncertain, this scene was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Mo Yao looked at his hands, his heart was full of astonishment, and he was even more puzzled about it.

At this moment, a loud "boom" sounded.

The thirteen statues that had fallen into silence suddenly shook. They were originally standing on the stone wall, and suddenly rose from the ground. Each statue exuded an extremely dazzling brilliance.

"Shua shua shua!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the thirteen statues rose into the air, bursting out a suffocating wild and domineering will, and the whole fairy pavilion was shaken.

What is even more incredible is that after flying into the air, these statues flew towards Ye Chunyang's soul, swirling around him, some bursting with hot flames, some spewing out cold light, and some emitting sharp and unmatched golden spiritual energy, all kinds of powerful.

"He actually controlled the statues!"

Someone exclaimed.

Hua Dongsheng, who was standing in the crowd, had a huge disbelief on his face.

"All thirteen statues are used by him. This is the real mastery of the Mahayana will!" Hua Dongsheng took a breath. When Ye Chunyang felt the will in the statues before, he felt the latter's extraordinaryness. He didn't expect that he could control the statues.

Everyone was also extremely shocked. Just now, Mo Yao only used the Mahayana true meaning to enhance his magic power, but now Ye Chunyang can control the statues!

Who is stronger?

"Impossible... This is impossible!"

Mo Yao's heart was hit hard. Just now, he used the Mahayana true meaning to bless his magic power. He knew very well that this will was powerful, but Mo Yao could not control these statues. Ye Chunyang did all this.

Ye Chunyang closed his eyes slightly, his soul sat cross-legged in the void, and his body continued to release dazzling brilliance. The thirteen statues resonated with him and released the Mahayana will to bless him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant golden light flowed in his eyes, and his momentum reached its peak.

"It's time to end all this."

After the calm words fell, Ye Chunyang raised his hand and clenched it. The thirteen statues suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant standing in front of him. Then his soul flashed into it, and the majestic pressure descended.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar sounded, and the void was crushed and twisted. Mo Yao looked up in horror, and saw the giant waving his big hand and pressing down in mid-air. He desperately urged his magic power to resist, but it seemed as if he was trapped in a cage and couldn't get out at all.

"Save me!"

Mo Yao finally showed fear and shouted to several elders of the Lingxiao Realm.

At this moment, Mo Yao felt the approach of death. He could never have imagined that Ye Chunyang was so powerful. The latter truly realized the true meaning of Mahayana and merged with this will.

"Boy, you hurt my young master!"

Several elders of the Lingxiao Realm shouted angrily and rushed up in unison.