Chapter 1121: Yin Xiang Weird (1/2)

The first thousand one hundred and twenty one chapter Yin Xiang's strange appearance

”Quack!” Yin Xiang screamed strangely: ”I didn't see it, you still have a couple of moments, and you can actually withstand my Mo Luo Shaotian!”

It can be seen that Yin Xiang was not too surprised by Yang Teng's performance, nor did he show any surprise.

”Come on again! I think you can still handle a few tricks!” Yin Xiang made another strange cry, and the Devil Emperor's staff suddenly swung out.

”Moluo is here!” A black light burst from the Devil Emperor's wand, blasted into the space in front of the two, and suddenly changed into a terrifying Moluo monster.

The black head is extremely ferocious, and the open mouth is still black.

The Mo Luo monster roared and rushed towards Yang Teng, opening his mouth to swallow Yang Teng.

”Wild ancient supreme!” Yang Teng shouted loudly, showing the strongest style of the thirteen swords in the sky.

Before, he had never used the Wild Ancient Supreme, his cultivation has not yet reached such a realm, and the power of the Wild Ancient Supreme barely displayed was too weak.

Today, with the power of Tianhuangdao, his cultivation was temporarily elevated to the level of a saint, and the power of the ancient supreme being displayed was unimaginable.

”Boom!” Before Tianhuangdao, a **** appeared in the void opposite Yang Teng.

This **** is holding a long knife and wearing golden armor, his eyes are wide open, releasing two invincible rays of light.

”Boom!” There was another loud noise, and the golden **** raised his hand and fell.

The long knife in his hand that was exactly the same as the Tianhuang knife smashed the space, and there was a shattering sound, and the golden light fell.

”Wow!” The Moluo monster roared and fought endlessly with the golden god.

Yin Xiang tried his best to urge the power of the Devil Emperor's stick.

The same is true for Yang Teng, violently inputting the aura in his body into the Tianhuangdao, hoping that the golden **** will be more powerful.

There was a burst of explosions in the sky, and the black Mura monster and the golden **** started the fiercest battle.

The monks could only see two completely different rays of light, but they could not distinguish the figures of the two sides fighting fiercely.

Zhongzhou Wang and others frowned.

The combat level in the battle zone has exceeded the scope of all their saints.

All the saints also felt helpless and low self-esteem at the same time. They were all the top powerhouses of Tianwu, and they regarded themselves as surpassing hundreds of millions of monks.

Today's battle has opened their eyes. It turns out that the way of fighting can be this way, and they can still have this kind of power!

Heir to the Great! This is the strength possessed by the descendants of the Great Emperor.

Xin Qi and Ding Yi felt guilty in their hearts, and the terrifying power that Yang Teng displayed made them frightened.

They all offended Yang Teng at the beginning, thinking that Yang Teng was just a little monk in the acquired realm of the Ju Yuan period, and didn't pay attention to Yang Teng at all.

Later, Yang Teng said that all of them should bear the consequences, and no one took Yang Teng's words seriously.

Looking at it now, Yang Teng wanted to destroy them with ease!

The battle over the battle zone continued, and the black light could not suppress the golden light.

Similarly, the golden light cannot prevail.

It can be seen that the two imperial artifacts are not evenly divided for the time being, and they are evenly divided.

Next, it depends on the master who manipulates the two disciples, what kind of strength they use, and the factors that determine victory or defeat are likely to be Yang Teng and Yin Xiang's own strength.

”Yang Teng! I see how long you can hold on! Today I am dying of you!” Yin Xiang laughed grimly, his cultivation base was much higher than Yang Teng.

In this way of fighting, Yin Xiang has more advantages. The advantage of cultivation level makes Yin Xiang's body more aura. He can hold on for longer, and the black monster will hold on for longer.

”Yin Xiang, compete with me for aura and stamina, you will be very hurt!” Yang Teng laughed wildly, and put a pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill into his mouth.

The Spirit Gathering Pill that can instantly restore the saint-level powerhouse to the peak is just suitable for Yang Teng's state at this time.

In the first two duels, Yang Teng consumed a lot of aura in his body, and in the third shot, less than half of his body's aura.

With the pseudo-god-level spirit-gathering pill to provide aura, in response to Yin Xiang's words, Yin Xiang was consumed alive!

what! Yin Xiang was taken aback. Through the battle between the black Moluo monster and the golden god, he could feel the change in Yang Teng's physical state.

The golden gods are instantly more powerful, and every time the sword is shot, it will show signs of suppressing the black magic monster.

What's happening here! What kind of pill Yang Teng took, it has such a magical effect!

Everyone knows that after the cultivation base has advanced to the Void Refining Period, the pill will basically have no effect on this level of cultivator.

Not to mention taking a pill, or swallowing a whole bottle, the effect produced is extremely limited.

Therefore, cultivators seldom use pill during the refining period, not to mention those who are strong at the saint level. After their cultivation reaches this level, they will never carry any pill.

Yang Teng is an alchemist, but he can't refine such a magical pill.

How would Yin Xiang know that Yang Teng had already refined a pseudo-god-level pill a few decades ago. At that time, his cultivation base had just been advanced to the Yuan Dynasty.