Chapter 186: Possession Dafa and Extreme Yin
However, at this moment, thunder sounded in the distance again, and Yang Gan's figure galloped over and instantly appeared in front of Wu Chou Monster, with wings on his back, golden light all over his body, and lightning, like a god or a demon.
"It seems that you are at the end of your rope, just let me send you on your way." Yang Qian laughed ferociously, his clenched fists glowed with golden light, and he slowly raised them.
Wu Chou coughed up two more mouthfuls of black blood, his eyes full of fear. The opponent had just punched him with internal injuries. The terrifying force even made Wu Chou think it was Barbarian Beard coming.
God's thunder to ward off evil spirits.
wing.
Flying sword.
Weird ancient treasure.
A terrifying body like a beard.
How many trump cards does the opponent have that he hasn't used yet?
Wu Chou had completely lost his fighting spirit, his face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and he was frightened to death by Yang Gan.
Death seemed to be coming. Wu Chou swallowed a mouthful of blood and shouted: "Ancestor!"
His eyes were wide open, full of fear, and his body was trembling, as if he was struggling to break free from some terrifying clutches.
"Hehe! It's useless even if you yell at me! Could it be that the old ghost from Jiyin will use the magic of possession to save you?" Yang Gan grinned mockingly, with a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he wanted to kill this clown. .
The next moment, his expression froze slightly.
As he spoke, Wu Chou's face began to become blurred and distorted. In just a moment, under Yang Gan's astonished gaze, he transformed into an ugly old man who was equally thin but with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Possession! My dear friend, you really love this only descendant." Yang Qian shook his head in admiration, but his words were more of a joke about the powerful Nascent Soul of the Demonic Way that appeared.
"Who are you? Seeing that this ancestor can still be so calm, junior, actually hurt Wu Chou so seriously, this ancestor will send you to reincarnation."
The old man who changed his body shape was naturally the famous demonic giant in the Chaotic Star Sea and the owner of Jiyin Island - the Jiyin Patriarch.
He didn't move his lips, but he made a sharp sound from his abdomen, causing the surrounding sea area to churn. Fish and shrimps all rolled their eyes and floated up. They were actually shocked to death by the sound waves.
After hearing the words of Master Jiyin, Yang Qian did not get angry. Instead, he said calmly and calmly: "Old Jiyin, you are only using the technique of possession now. At most, you can use one-third of your cultivation. , whether you can escape from me is unknown, why bother bluffing here.”
When Patriarch Jiyin heard this, his pupils condensed slightly and he said in surprise: "You actually know my ancestor's possession technique. It seems that you are not an unknown person. No wonder you are so confident. However, you are a little arrogant. , a little middle-stage pill-forming monk actually dares to be so arrogant in front of Yuanying monk."
"Could it be that you have mastered Tiandu Corpse Fire?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and suddenly said with a stern smile.
"Do you know about the corpse fire in Tiandu?!" Jiyin Patriarch was shocked. Not many disciples of Jiyin Island knew this secret. Then a ruthless look appeared on his old face, "You are Jiyin Disciple? Where is he now?" His words were full of coldness and cruelty.
After hearing what Grandmaster Jiyin said, Yang Gan's expression became a little strange. A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said, "I will send Wu Chou to meet Jixuan right away."
Patriarch Jiyin's eyes were shocked, with a hint of joy. He didn't understand that Jixuan no longer existed in the world, but when faced with the deep meaning in Yang Gan's mouth, he instantly became furious:
"Seeking death!"
Patriarch Jiyin roared angrily and stretched out a palm. Hearing a "shoo" sound, a ball of fire as black as ink floated on the palm of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the black fireball was lightly thrown in the direction of Yang Qian. The black fireball flashed away from his hand for a few times, and suddenly turned into a slender black rainbow, disappearing without a trace in an instant. trace.
Yang Gan's pupils shrank when he saw this. Facing the Tiandu Corpse Fire recorded in the "Xuan Yin Sutra", even if he knew some of its weaknesses, it would be difficult for him to be effective with his current cultivation level.
Without enough time to think carefully, Yang Qian moved one hand, and a ball of leaping fist-sized thunderballs instantly condensed from the palm of his hand, turning into a lightning-shrouded arrow and shooting out. At the same time, he shouted loudly in his mouth and violently shook his hands. As soon as he clenched his fist, slender arcs of crazy beating electric arcs circled around the body, dazzling the eyes, and the mana all over the body surged crazily.
Although the other party did not come here in person, Yang Qian would not be arrogant when fighting with a being in the Nascent Soul stage.
At the same time, there was a muffled sound in the void, and a group of strange black flames appeared, which collided head-on with Yang Qian's palm thunder. After a "sizzling" burst of anxiety, several A golden arc as thin as a thread appeared from the thunder in the palm.
The black flame seemed to have encountered a nemesis. It quickly became smaller and disappeared. In the blink of an eye, it was enveloped by the dancing golden arc. The flame dimmed in an instant. The black light flashed a few times and suddenly disappeared into nothing.
"The God of Thunder to ward off evil spirits!"
Patriarch Jiyin was shocked. He thought he was dazzled and could hardly believe his eyes.
"Good boy, no wonder you can push Wu Chou to a dead end. You actually have the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon!" The voice of Jiyin Ancestor was filled with shock and anger for a moment, but he suppressed his anger and continued to ask. He said, "Cultivation of Tianleizhu is extremely difficult and takes thousands of years. How can you possibly cultivate it to the level of Golden Thunder Bamboo?"
Except for the rumored evil-repelling divine thunder that specializes in combating demonic arts, he really couldn't think of any other arc that could have such a heaven-defying ability that could instantly break through his Tiandu Corpse Fire.
The Golden Thunder Bamboo, the thing that caused a bloody storm back then, actually appeared again, and was even refined into a magic weapon by the person opposite, which really shocked the Jiyin Patriarch.
"Huh?" A flash of light quickly flashed in Patriarch Jiyin's mind. The cultivation of Golden Thunder Bamboo would take tens of thousands of years. This kind of thing cannot be found everywhere. He had a bad guess in his mind, "You Where did the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon come from?”
Grandmaster Jiyin stared at Yang Gan who looked like a little golden man in mid-air.
Yang Gan sneered and said without emotion: "Didn't you already guess it?"
"Damn it! You actually let him go. You are seeking your own death!" Grandmaster Jiyin's face changed drastically and he gritted his teeth.
"My life and death don't need to be considered by you, my friend Jiyin. You should worry about your only descendant."
After saying that, Yang Qian's expression suddenly turned cold, and after raising his hands, two golden arcs as thick as the mouth of a bowl, crackled and jumped out, heading straight for the face of Jiyin Patriarch.
(End of chapter)