Chapter 20: Phantoms
"Yes. ”
The disciples of the Yunlan Sect suddenly agreed, and hundreds of people rushed into the Yanwu Square, fearing that if they were one step slower, they would let others take the credit.
Most of these disciples were Dou Master, Great Dou Master-level powerhouses, and countless Dao Dou Qi fluctuations burst out, and the mountains rushed towards Yang Ming and Xiao Yan from all directions like a tsunami, making the tranquil Yunlan Mountain become noisy.
"Colleagues, if it's not that Yun Ling is unsympathetic, these two people, one killed the deacon of my sect's outer sect, and the other insulted the reputation of my sect, today Yun Mou will never let these two people leave, otherwise what kind of face will my Yun Lanshan have to stand on the Douqi Continent. Yun Ling clenched his fists, arched his hand in all directions, and said loudly, no matter what, he must first occupy the reason, and he can't let the tongue fall.
Seeing countless Yunlan Sect disciples rushing in, Xiao Yan's face tightened, and he was about to grab the heavy Xuan corpse in his hand, and at the same time, the cyan fighting qi gushed out, turning into an armor and draped over his body.
At this moment, a broad palm was placed on his shoulder, and he patted it lightly, and then Yang Ming's voice sounded: "Don't be nervous, it's just a group of little moles, and they are vulnerable." ”
Yang Ming chuckled, looked at Yun Ling, and persuaded with a kind face: "If I were you, I would never make such a wrong decision, the disciples of the Yunlan Sect were innocent, and if they die in vain today, it will all be because of your decision...... It's too late for you to regret it now. ”
Yun Ling said contemptuously: "Until now, I still dare to speak out and be unashamed, and I don't know how to repent." Take them down...... Life or death. ”
"Since Your Excellency is obsessed, then Yang does not need to be polite. I'm not afraid of more people than people...... Today, I will show you the methods of my Star Sect. ”
Talking. Yang Ming's palm flipped over, and a small bronze tower appeared in his hand. Repeat the mantra in your mouth, then stretch out your finger to the tower a little. Immediately, there was a burst of white light on the small bronze tower.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh......
A sharp sound sounded, and countless white streamers shot out from the small tower, and then the light turned into a humanoid phantom in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, there were a hundred more phantoms on the Yanwu Square.
The appearance of a hundred phantoms made everyone in the square stunned.
"This, is this a soul body?"
"No, these people don't have soul fluctuations on them, they are all phantoms, illusions. ”
"Not a phantom. Although these people do not have soul fluctuations, their momentum cannot be faked, and any person who takes it out alone has the strong momentum of the peak level of the fighting spirit. ”
"I saw that all these people flew out of the small bronze tower in that person's hand, I wonder what kind of treasure this bronze tower is?"
The spectators outside the square were talking, and their eyes were focused on Yang Ming.
At this time, Yang Ming opened his mouth and gently spit out a word: "Kill!"
In an instant, this hundred phantom shadows immediately pounced on the Yunlan Sect disciples in the square, like a tiger coming out of a cage. The momentum is cold, and he kills the opponent with a single move.
These phantoms were all phantoms left by the cultivators in the first layer of the Thousand Illusions True Dragon Pagoda.
The Thousand Illusions True Dragon Pagoda has only one ability - to record phantoms and manifest phantoms. However, this ability has a very big picture appearance, first, it can only record the phantom of the cultivator who fights in the tower. and manifest the phantom in the tower; second, the strength of the recorded phantom cannot exceed half a walker at most.
However, after the Thousand Illusions True Long Pagoda was upgraded to a Tongtian Spirit Treasure. This ability will be enhanced: first, the ability to record apparitions and manifest apparitions will no longer be limited to the tower; Record the maximum strength of the Phantom as far as it can be increased. However, it depends on the upgraded grade of the Thousand Illusion True Dragon Tower.
At this time, the Thousand Illusions True Dragon Pagoda had not yet been upgraded, and its power was stronger than before, but it was weaker than the Tongtian Spirit Treasure - at present, only the phantoms recorded on the first and second floors could be embodied outside the tower.
The phantoms on the first layer of the Thousand Illusions True Long Pagoda are only at the level of Martial Saints, but these phantoms are all the best among the Martial Saints, and the combat power of each phantom can be comparable to that of the innate real person.
According to the level of the Dou Qi Continent, the strength of these phantoms is at the level of Dou Ling, and their combat power is comparable to that of the Dou King.
Dealing with the Dou Shi and the Great Dou Shi with the combat power of the Dou King, the results are naturally self-evident.
With just one breath, half of the Yunlan Sect disciples in the square fell, but those disciples who rushed slowly were now secretly glad that they were eager to run away on two legs outside the square.
At this moment, everyone was stunned by the changes in the square.
"This, how is this possible. ”
"A hundred real Dou Wang!"
"The number of all the Dou Kings in the entire Gama Empire...... I'm afraid it doesn't exceed a hundred. ”
"The real strength is the enemy of the country!
"Don't be an enemy, never be an enemy!"
Jia Xingtian, Fa Li and the others only felt chills all over their bodies, and they were so shocked that they were incoherent, Rao is they had already overestimated Yang Ming as much as possible, but when it happened, they found that they still underestimated him.
"Stop, stop!" Yun Ling flew out, picked up Nalan Yanran, flew into the air, and roared loudly, looking at these disciples who fell in the square, his heart seemed to be crying blood.
These disciples are the foundation and cornerstone of the Yunlan Sect, if all these disciples die, the roots of the Yunlan Sect will be broken, and the Yunlan Mountain will collapse.
"Didn't Elder Yun say that it doesn't matter if you live or die? Why didn't you stop when there were too many people and few people in the past? Now that Yang has the upper hand, why do you want to stop? If you Yunlan Sect disciples have the upper hand, will you tell them to stop?" Yang Ming asked one by one, and when he finished speaking, there were no Yunlan Sect disciples standing in the entire Yanwu Square.
Of the three or four hundred Yunlan Sect disciples, only about one percent were able to escape outside the square, and as for these disciples who fled outside the field, the phantom did not continue to chase and kill.
"All the figures are controlled by Yang Ming, capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as this person is killed, these figures will naturally stop. If I take that tower-shaped treasure, I will be able to take these figures into my own hands. At that time, the Yunlan Sect would no longer be the strongest sect in the Gama Kingdom, but the strongest force in the entire Northwest. Yun Ling secretly paid in his heart, his eyes flashed with a greedy essence, and he shouted sharply: "Your Excellency slaughtered Yun Lan's disciples, Yun wants you to pay for your blood debts!"
As he spoke, he threw Nalan Yanran onto the rostrum, and then swooped down like a goshawk.
"Wind Spirit Strangulation!"
With a light shout, a stream of cyan fighting qi shot out from the ten fingertips of the edged edges, turning into countless willow leaf-like cyan blades that spun rapidly in the air, instantly bringing up a tornado that was a little thick, roaring towards Yang Ming.
"Elder Yun finally couldn't help it, if you want to kill Yang, it depends on whether you have that ability. Yang Ming sneered, and unhurriedly shook the small tower in his hand into the wind, and the hundred phantoms in the square suddenly turned into streamers and flew back to the tower.
Then with a flip of the palm, the small tower was put away.
"Break it for me!"
At this time, Yang Ming looked at Yun Ling, spat lightly, and slapped towards the tornado composed of green blades.
The flesh and blood body contains the power of the sky, and when the palm comes out, the mountains and rivers shake, and the space trembles.
Hearing only the sound of "boom", the blue blade in the sky was annihilated in an instant.
After Yang Ming's palm shook the Blue Blade Tornado away, he continued to slap it upwards without the slightest pause, and gently imprinted it on Yun Ling's chest.
This scene looks very weird, when Yang Ming slapped out a palm, Yun Ling was still seven or eight zhang away from him, and when the palm fell, it was prepared to be imprinted on Yun Ling's chest, giving people a very strange feeling, it seemed that time and space had been twisted, and it looked like Yun Ling took the initiative to send his chest up.
The next moment, Yun Ling flew upside down, spewing a blood mist in the air, adding a touch of crimson to the sky.
"I can't help myself. Yang Ming closed his palm, as if he had done a trivial matter, and a sneer appeared on his face.
The cloud ridge drew a parabola in the sky, and landed on the high platform with a "bang".
"Great Elder, are you alright? Several deacons next to him quickly gathered around and asked with concern.
“…… Cough...... Not dead yet...... cough ......" Yun Ling coughed a few times, said a word, and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood, then staggered to his feet, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yang Ming with murderous intent in his eyes, his face was as hideous as a beast.
"Your Excellency's strength is indeed beyond my expectations, Yun Mou admits that this time he has lost his eyes, and Your Excellency does have the qualifications for my Yun Lan Sect to face it squarely. But no matter what, you slaughter hundreds of disciples of my Yunlan Sect, this kind of blood feud can only be ended by the death of one party, and today you must be divided into life and death. Yun Ling said hatefully.
"You're not qualified yet. Yang Ming sneered.
"It's true that I'm not qualified, but there are people who are...... The heritage of the Yunlan Sect is beyond your comprehension. Yun Ling shouted loudly while spurting blood, and as he spoke, he took out a white flute and blew it vigorously at the edge of his mouth, and suddenly, a strange sharp tone suddenly came out of the flute.
The sharp flute sound has a very strong penetrating power, and in an instant, it reverberates leisurely throughout the mountain forest.
Seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "That old guy in Yunshan is finally coming out." ”
After two breaths, an astonishing momentum erupted from the depths of Yunlan Mountain, as if an ancient giant beast had awakened from its slumber, and the momentum instantly enveloped the entire mountain peak, overwhelmingly scattered.
"It's him, the old guy isn't dead. ”
"The previous sect master of the Yunlan Sect, Yunshan!"
"This old guy's strength is stronger, he was better than a few of us old guys back then, and now he is directly promoted to the Douzong level. ”
Fa Li, Jia Xingtian, Hai Bodong, these people of the older generation sighed.
"Dou Zong...... Is this the momentum of the Dou Sect's powerhouse?" Xiao Yan's face turned pale when he was pressed by this momentum, and at this time, the ancient ring in his hand suddenly flashed a black light, and Yao Chen secretly took a hand to help him resist this momentum, Xiao Yan exhaled a long breath, straightened up and said. (To be continued.) )