Chapter 475 The Great Sage is pressing [1]
Yang Yu stayed in the Fire Domain for more than ten years, and most of the drivers spent the time sacrificing this trump card, practicing while refining weapons.
The "weapon" Yang Yu sacrificed this time was not a weapon, but a human-shaped war puppet!
War puppets are not rare objects. There are also some Taoist sects who own such items under the starry sky.
The human-shaped war puppet that appeared in front of Yang Yu at this moment was obviously different, and it had a special aura.
To be precise, the human-shaped war puppet created by Yang Yu is not a puppet, but a special existence like an incarnation outside of his body.
Moreover, at this moment, the battle puppet was filled with terrifying pressure, causing Yang Yu to fall into a state of extreme oppression.
And this all comes from the human-shaped war puppet in front of Yang Yu.
Because, there is only one material for this human-shaped war puppet - the body of the quasi-emperor Holy Spirit!
At that time, in the Huaxian Pool and the Qinling Dragon Cave, a great holy spirit appeared in the land of Huaxian Pool and the Qinling Dragon Cave, and was about to overcome the last hurdle and became the great holy spirit who was enemies of the ancient human emperor!
And this body of the holy spirit was given to Yang Yu by the Qing Emperor after erasing the quasi-emperor's Ninth Heavenly Holy Spirit of the Qinling Dragon Cave!
Now, this quasi-emperor's Ninth Heaven imperial shell has been sacrificed for more than ten years by Yang Yu, and now it has become a terrifying battle puppet.
After capsizing the Primitive Lake, Yang Yu maintained the quasi-emperor's Ninth Heaven's combat power for a day, and refined the quasi-emperor's Holy Spirit Emperor's Shell, which might have only been a semi-finished product, at most, can only have the power of the Great Holy War!
Now, after this war puppet that transforms into the Three Pure Ones, this external body can become a war puppet with quasi-emperor-level combat power after fusing Yang Yu’s clone of the Three Pure Ones!
Perhaps there is no realm of the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor, but under Yang Yu's control, even if there are some flaws, it is no problem to fight against the Quasi-Emperor Realm and crush all living beings under the Quasi-Emperor!
At this moment, Yang Yu raised his hand and gently pointed the eyebrows of the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell. Then, wisps of dazzling golden array patterns spread from the center of his eyebrows. Inside the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell, a golden ball of light appeared, and there was nothing in it.
Yang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and the "divine fetus" formed by the power of the soul in his hand and his own fighting blood were integrated into this golden light ball.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the void in the entire cave shook violently, and the terrifying pressure burst out after the golden light ball fused with Yang Yu's divine fetus condensed by the secret technique of One Qi Transformation of Three Clears!
The golden light ball was like a container. After fusing with the divine fetus, it sank into the heart of the Holy Spirit Emperor's shell again. The array patterns around the Holy Spirit Emperor's shell began to gradually fade away and resank into the Holy Spirit Emperor's shell.
"boom!"
Yang Yu stood in front of the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell and looked at it, his eyes were very calm. After waiting for a few minutes, the eyes of the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell suddenly opened!
In an instant, a vast pressure like a sea of abyss emerged, causing the caves opened by Yang Yu to collapse.
"Buzz!"
And above the Holy Spirit Emperor's Shell, as he opened his eyes, a large array of divine light emerged from his body, each of which was glowing and intertwining, as if the meridians formed the Holy Spirit Emperor's Shell.
It is precisely the revival of these great formations and the brilliance of the array patterns that enabled the Holy Spirit Emperor shell to maintain its own operation and maximize the power of the body left by the quasi-emperor Ninth Heaven Holy Spirit of the Qinling Dragon Cave to the maximum extent.
"Although it is very consuming to operate, the harvest in the Primitive Lake should be enough to maintain this external incarnation until two or three hundred years later."
Yang Yu's eyes flashed slightly. Today's Beidou only needs such combat power to help the human race shock the world for hundreds of years.
"This time, I can also feel at ease to set foot on the ancient starry sky road."
Yang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, he looked at the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell, and nodded with great satisfaction.
This special state of body incarnation can fight independently and let Yang Yu control the battle himself.
Nowadays, no matter how many times the ancient clan jumps, it is useless. In front of the quasi-emperor, no matter how many great saints and powerful men of the ancient clans are, it is useless.
"You go to Guhuang Mountain first and stay inside, and then appear at the right time."
Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and he looked at the Holy Spirit Emperor's Shell with a calm expression.
The conference of Ten Thousand Races has not yet begun. If the Holy Spirit Emperor shell is born now, the ancient clan may directly choose to lie dormant, which means there is no excuse to start a massacre at the conference of Ten Thousand Races.
Yang Yu and the Holy Spirit Emperor Ke left the ancient forbidden area together. Yang Yu went to the northern Yaochi Holy Land, while the Holy Spirit Emperor Ke went to the ancient imperial mountain.
Yang Yu soon returned to the sacred land of Yaochi, while the Holy Spirit Emperor Shell spent some time stepping into the Ancient Emperor Mountain. After all, it was not unobstructed. The great emperor formation pattern of the two emperors, Emperor Wushi and Emperor Immortal, was absolutely terrifying.
Yang Yu sensed from afar within the Yaochi Holy Land, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the direction of the ancient emperor mountain, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
The Holy Spirit Emperor's Shell is already waiting in it. You only need to wait for the conference of all races to start and launch a bloody kill on the ancient race.
The waiting time often passes very quickly. Yang Yu, who had not yet rested in the Yaochi Holy Land, had his eyes cold the day before the meeting of the Ten Thousand Races, and he looked at the void outside the Yaochi Holy Land.
"The ancient tribe, with three ancient imperial soldiers coming to the Yaochi Holy Land to warn me, I really respect me."
Yang Yu walked out of an independent cave, broke through the void, and descended outside the Yaochi Holy Land.
"Dong Zun, you are very evil. This time, the meeting of all races cannot be missed. Your variable must be suppressed!"
In the void, three people walked out together and came together, each holding an ancient imperial soldier in their hands.
"The ancient tribes, there are so many strong men. You have joined forces to force me to force me. Now they actually told me to suppress me and not allow me to take action. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"
Yang Yu spoke and said coldly.
"Dong Zun, we are not trying to make things difficult for you. We can't just let you help the human race. You are a variable and an alien. If you use that secret technique again, what chance will my ancient race have?"
The Great Sage holding the Wanlong Bell spoke, his eyes cold.
"If you use the secret technique, it will be too strong. My ancient clan has no power to fight back, so you must be restricted, otherwise it will be too unfair to my ancient clan."
On the other side, the Great Sage, holding a golden mace, also spoke, his eyes cold and stern.
"So, Dong Zun, you should stay quietly in the Yaochi Holy Land. Don't do anything, otherwise the three ancient imperial soldiers will revive the power of the Tao. We cannot guarantee whether the Yaochi Holy Land will become a battlefield between you and me!"
Chapter completed!