Chapter 1255: Ten Cheng Xuan Huang Jian Qi

The impact of one gold and one black caused a wave of air visible to the naked eye, and a rumbling radiated centered on Yang Yiyun and Yuan Chen Huan.

The surrounding vegetation was catalyzed to shattered by such a huge wave of air.

Yang Yiyun's 30-meter-tall Faxiang's body was under the huge wave of air, and he couldn't help but leaped back to the gate of the city.

And Yuan Chen Huan and the Black Scale Python don’t sway back easily...

Both sides have a blow to fight evenly.

However, Yang Yiyun knew that he was only a bit short after all. Although the longevity supreme’s seal was strong, the three major seals were displayed. The disadvantage is that one seal consumes zhenqi and soul than one seal. In addition, the dragon scale talisman was activated before. Most of the power in his body has dissipated, but at this moment, he is a little weak.

On the other hand, Yuan Chen Huan, he was able to use the power of the black scale python demon. The previous attack was obviously fused with the power of the black scale python. The two-in-one power collided with his supreme longevity supernatural power, and it was forcibly resolved. He was attacked by the Second Yin Cheng Dao of the Supreme Longevity Supreme.

Looking at Yuan Chenhuan's face at the moment, it seemed that his face was not flushed or breathless, and it was not affected much.

Think about it, the old immortal Yuan Chen Huan can completely make the black scale python launch an attack, and he himself only needs a small amount of power to take the lead to fight, in this case, it is obviously Yuan Chen Huan that has the advantage.

After Yang Yiyun thought of this, his heart sank a little.

The power in his body is limited, but Yuan Chenhuan, the old immortal, can use external force to fight like this, Yang Yiyun knows that he will be defeated sooner or later.

At this moment, Yuan Chen Huan laughed and said: "Yang Yiyun's little second is nothing more than that, now that you obediently surrender at the feet of the old man can make you look better, otherwise you will just wait for the old man to tear down your bones and pull them out. Your skin, refine your soul, give Lu Yanzhi to the old man as soon as possible, otherwise... die."

After Yuan Chen Huan combined the power of the black scale python, he was determined that he was an old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years. With the collision of supernatural powers just now, he naturally saw that Yang Yiyun's power was insufficient and he would lose sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Yuan Chen began to attack his heart.

Standing on the head of the black scaled python, the black scaled python suddenly thought of Yang Yiyun to swim and attack.

Yang Yiyun held his face in his heart and grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and communicated with the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit in his heart. What he could do at this time was to use all means to fight against the old immortal Yuanchen's magical battle. He knew it for a long time. There is no overflow, but there is no way.

Behind him is the inner city, there are even more terrifying and unknown existences in the inner city, and they can only fight with Yuan Chen.

Fortunately, his insights just now let him know that the seal of the magical powers of "Twelve Supremes" has a new purpose. If you can use the magical powers on the Dragon Slaying Sword, you can try it. If it really can, it will be able to emit a more powerful force. Only by beheading the black scale python to have a chance.

The Dragon Sword Sword Spirit has always existed, but he was too arrogant and never took the initiative to come out. It has been a long time since the last communication with the Dragon Sword Spirit. He still can only mobilize 60% of the Profound Yellow Sword Spirit in the Dragon Slayer Sword.

Now that hundreds of years have passed, he wants to communicate with Dragon Sword Spirit to see if he can achieve the perfection of the Huang Jianqi, if he can, he will have the strength to fight against Yuan Chen.

Fortunately, Yuan Chen Huan was restricted in his cultivation in the region below the Tribulation Period, and was always suppressed in the Great Perfection Realm of the Tribulation Period. Otherwise, if the old immortal had the cultivation base of the Three Transition Earth Immortal, he would have been killed in seconds.

In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that compared with ordinary cultivators, his current strength and various methods were fully qualified to challenge ordinary tribulation period Dzogchen cultivators.

It was Yuan Chenhuan, the old poison that suppressed the cultivation base, and it always made him frightened when dealing with it.

From the beginning of the combined stage, I couldn’t even dare to think about it, and now I’m at the perfect level of the combined stage. I have realized the three seals of the second longevity of the "Twelve Supremes" and the Black Lotus Sword Art. Four transformations into eight, eight wastes into one...

His strength and cultivation base have been constantly improving.

However, even if there were immortal stones and dragon scale talismans, they still struggled against Shang Yuanchen, even unable to fight.

What's more, after the old undead recovered from his injuries, he even found a black scale python of the high lord level, which made him feel depressed, almost forcing him to breathe a little bit.

Now he can only try all available means to fight Yuanchen's magical illusion.

Holding the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, he communicated with the sword spirit and said: "Sword spirit..."

Sword Spirit shouted, without any response.

"Knock me to death again, I will kill you." Yang Yiyun felt fire in his heart, and the Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit had clearly surrendered, but this guy was still as arrogant as before, and ignored his master, seeming to never look down on himself.

"Master, what's the matter?" The sword spirit's voice finally sounded lazily in Yang Yiyun's mind.

"What are you talking about, I'm in dire straits, what else can I do? No nonsense, let me ask you if I can use the Dragon Slaying Sword ten percent of the profound yellow sword energy?" Yang Yiyun asked directly.

Yang Yiyun, the Dragon Slaying Sword who couldn't see through to the old man, was also helpless. I really didn't know if he was holding a magic weapon or a grandfather?

It is said that the spirit sword has spirit and can automatically protect its master, but the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword has never taken the initiative to help its master, and will always be silent.

It seems that he is always asleep like the old man, and he won't jump out by himself at all.

This made Yang Yiyun feel that his magic weapon was an uncle.

He always felt that the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword hadn't exerted one-tenth of the power so far, and every battle relied on the hardness of the Dragon Slaying Sword itself to smash an enemy.

The spiritual power in it has not been exerted at all.

The only Xuanhuang Sword Qi can only play 60%, and as his cultivation level improves, the 60% Xuanhuang Sword Qi is simply not enough.

Listening to Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit's lazy words at this moment, Yang Yiyun was very angry.

If it wasn't for the old man who couldn't understand the origin of the Dragon Slaying Sword, Yang Yiyun would have replaced it long ago if he believed that the Dragon Slaying Sword was a treasure.

After speaking to the sword spirit angrily, he waited for the sword spirit to answer.

Just listen to Jian Ling casually say: "Oh... yes, I will open the seal of the remaining 40% of the profound yellow sword qi to my master, and then I will be able to exert 100% of the strength of the profound yellow sword qi."

"It can be used long ago?" Listening to the sword spirit's words, Yang Yiyun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood to roar: "Why didn't you let me use it long ago?"

"Master, you didn't ask, my strength is too strong. You just use the power of the black and yellow sword energy for this little cultivation base. To be honest, if you hold the powerful Dragon Slaying Sword at all, it is a waste. The cultivation base is too low, fundamentally. I can’t exert my power, and I can’t take the initiative to use sword energy for you. First, you can’t control it, and second, it will damage me and it’s not in the interest. So that’s it.”

Sword Spirit's answer made Yang Yiyun sigh in his heart, becoming even more irritating, but he couldn't say anything.

Because according to what this guy said, he was not qualified to use the Dragon Slaying Sword at all, and now this situation is barely manageable.

I don't have time to get angry, and I can't find a suitable reason.

Sword Spirit's words were still as cheap as before, with contempt in his words, and his contempt for his cultivation was scum.

It is really uncomfortable to stop in Yang Yiyun's ears. He is now at a perfect fit, and he can be considered as a high-level cultivator in the realm of cultivation, but he is a scum in the mouth of Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit.

Qi returned to Qi Yang Yiyun was certain that the level of the Dragon Slaying Sword was very likely to reach a level that he could not even imagine.

At this moment, Yuan Chen Huan had driven the black scale python to swim, and Yang Yiyun was too late to talk with the Dragon Sword and Sword Spirit, and coldly snorted: "Kaifeng..."

"as you wish."

After the sword spirit's words were over, the Dragon Slaying Sword Yang Yiyun held in his hand trembled suddenly, and a deep sword sound was sent out.

"Om..."

The chant was long and soft, and Yang Yiyun even heard the sound of the dragon's life faintly.

The Dragon Sword erupted with brilliant silver light, turned into a small sun, and then exuded a biting chill, making Yang Yiyun couldn't help but shiver.

"Roar……"

At this time, the black scale python, driven by Yuan Chen Huan, roared at Yang Yiyun, opened his mouth in the blood basin, and spit out an incomparably foul-smelling poisonous gas.

Yang Yiyun has the body of law, but he is not afraid of the poison of the black scale python, but he can't withstand the attack of Yuanchen fantasy and the black scale python's fusion power. Invigorated the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The next moment the Dragon Sword shook, and it trembled. The powerful sword aura seemed to diffuse, and the chill caused the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.

Standing on the head of the black scale python, Yuan Chen Huan suddenly felt the breath of the sword in Yang Yiyun's hand, and couldn't help but shudder.