"The Blood-Changing Divine Sword, Seven Lone Stars!"

Yang Yu moved his arms, expressionless.

The ingredient is as high as Baji, but this does not mean that the many dead souls in it are as high as Baji.

From Taoist Zhu to these seven generals, they are all at the Nine-Bright level.

However, compared with the seventeen people before, the person in front of him was already at the top of the Nine-Brightest Lights, with a very powerful magical power, and a sharp and magical sword.

The threat to him was even greater than that of the water-dividing dragon general, because even his current body could not resist the killing of this knife.

"Boy, get out! I'm thinking that you've sent this good news to my grandfather, I won't kill you this time, but if there's a next time..."

The wild middle-aged man sneered and raised the Blood-Changing Divine Sword:

"Not to mention that you have some physical magical powers, what can you do if you are the body of a god? Grandpa's sword has not yet fallen into nothing except Him!"

"It is indeed a bit of a loss to the divine weapon with the body..."

Yu Yang nodded.

With the sharpness of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword, his body is naturally unstoppable.

but……

"But it's not the only one who has weapons..."

Yang Yu stretched out his hand again, and he grabbed the big bow that was so tall that he had already grabbed in his hand.

"Come!"

...

"call!"

With the rotation of the Yuan magnetic field and the speed of the change of heavenly thunder, Yang Yu was exhausted by shooting the seven generals with the Qianlong Divine Bow.

"No wonder the sword spirit only left a wisp of sword energy. If I really printed the sword spirit, I am afraid that with my current cultivation, I will never be able to refine it..."

Yu Yang took a deep breath.

Although he is a human immortal, he has not been promoted for a long time, and all kinds of magical powers are even at the level of the third or fourth level.

If anyone except those seven generals could not have the treasured magic weapon in hand, I am afraid he might not be able to reach this time under the wheel battle.

But even so, he used all the Yuan Magnetic Five Elements Mountain, Golden Dragon Scissors, and race bags.

It has lost the work of warming up for many days.

But even so, he was exhausted, and his energy was as strong as mountains and seas, and he had gone through eight or nine floors...

But he had no time to rest. The scene in front of him changed again, the mountains and rivers disappeared, and another small town appeared in front of him with him as the center.

This time, it was more direct than before, because Yang Yu glanced at him and the 19th man was right in front of him.

He was a Taoist who was quite old. When he looked at him with his back, he seemed to be nothing unusual, but when he turned around, Yang Yu couldn't help but jump.

The man had no eyes in his eyes, but a pair of hands were poked out, and there were a pair of eyeballs on the blue-black ghost hands.

It looks quite weird and cold.

What moved Yang Yu was this person, and it was no longer the number of Jiu Yao...

"Baji..."

"I have seen everything that happened before. Your methods are quite a bit like His style back then. Unfortunately, it's a bad time. I can only beat me..."

The Taoist sat in front of a fortune-telling stall, with ghost hands flying up and down, and his ghost eyes staring at Yang Yu, looking very interested:

"But, if you tell me about the outside, I will let you go, what?"

“It’s a good deal.”

Being among the ingredients, Yang Yu was of course not afraid or afraid. After a little surprised, he sat in front of the stall.

"A three-pointed, two-edged sword, killing people and killing me. Anyone who defeats his sword will be taken away by God. I don't know how many years ago, I took the initiative to fight, but I was defeated by His men..."

The fortune teller grinned:

"In theory, the three-pointed two-edged sword does not have this ability to keep my spiritual wisdom alive. Tell me, what happened outside?"

"oh?"

Yang Yu was exhausted and had a happy rest, so he told this man some things that had come to the end of the catastrophe before the ancient times.

In my heart, I feel the gluttony tripod:

[Yang Daoren is well-known in the hands and eyes, and is the master of the Eight Poles. He is defeated by the sword.

"My friend is really wary..."

The Taoist Yang seemed to know Yang Yu's thoughts and actions, but he didn't care much about it. He smiled slightly and let him see.

I kept asking about the end of the disaster, sometimes marveling, sometimes sighing, sometimes shaking my head and sighing.

"In this way, the end of the catastrophe came early, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, together with Mr. Li, were actually transformed?"

Daoren Yang sighed:

"It seems that my body cannot escape that disaster, whether it is, I will die, die..."

One was having a rest with joy, the other was curious, and the two talked for a while. During this period, Yang Yu naturally asked many questions.

He was also curious about the end of the ancient catastrophe, especially after personally experiencing the Taoist ghosts such as "Master Xuan Lei" and "Baihai Dragon Lord", he was very wary of the many gods and demons in the past.

"It is not a secret that transforms gods and combines the way to live out the second life from the later rank masters after the coming of the kalpa."

Daoren Yang had a "hands and eyes" and naturally knew a lot.

After getting what he wanted, he was naturally happy to answer some of Yang Yu’s questions:

"However, not everyone dares to practice this method. Compared with Tao, the immortals and gods seem small. Even if they have some spiritual wisdom, they may not be the ones..."

"It is said that this is something that only those with great supernatural powers can do. What are you talking about Yin Lei Lord? How could the Dragon King of the North Sea do it? No, no..."

Yang Yu had already recovered and was full of energy, but his heart was slightly moved and he was still listening.

"If even these little haired gods can do it and live out the second life, then they..."

I don’t know what I remembered, but the eyes in Yang Daoren’s palm became pitch black, but in just a moment, his ghost hands and ghost eyes were all retracted back to his eye sockets, as if he was greatly stimulated:

"I, I..."

"you……"

Yu Yang seemed to realize something, and then retreated.

Boom!

The next moment, the Yang Daoren, who was very good at his hands and eyes, suddenly burst out under his gaze!

Immediately, this illusion suddenly shattered after violent tremors.

Refining, it was actually stopped?!

Buzz!

Inside the Glutty Cauldron, Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

But I saw a wisp of black smoke rushing out from the eight or nine mysterious magic mirror, rushing straight into the mirror and leaving his eyebrows.

But his thoughts were still at the murmuring before the collapse of Taoist Yang.

He said:
Chapter completed!