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Yang Yu sat in the main hall of the Haotian Sect, and Yang Ran cultivated in front of him.

The Heavenly God Technique is a relatively easy to cultivate, but it is also a more resource-consuming exercise, Yang Yu because of the special purple true qi, he can practice any exercise, and he is also cultivating the Heavenly God Technique, not for anything else, in order to give his son a guide in the future, he must also practice this exercise.

Now he had cultivated the Heavenly God Technique to the second layer, but only to the second layer, he had already consumed almost hundreds of spirit crystals.

The second layer of the Heavenly Divine Technique can be incarnated into a three-zhang divine body, which is ten meters high.

"Dad, you've all cultivated to the second layer, why haven't I even cultivated to the first layer?" Yang Ran was very disappointed, he felt that he had worked very hard, but now when he transformed, he was less than one meter and a half, and he couldn't meet the requirements of the first layer at all.

"You are still young now, and you are reluctant to cultivate this exercise, and you have not started cultivating from any foundation, but Daddy started cultivating from a god-level martial artist, the starting point is different, and the speed of natural cultivation is also different." Yang Yu patiently explained.

Yang Ran stopped talking, his body of more than one meter slowly shrunk, and finally ran out to play.

East Coast.

Yang Yu and Xuanyuan Fengyun arrived here.

"Father-in-law, I don't know what happened?"

"The Shaolin side has formed an alliance with the blood clan and the Holy See in the west, and since the Nangong family and Chongwu Island have joined our side, they have always been a little afraid of us, so they invited some of the great dukes and archangels of the blood clan to come as guests."

Being a guest, to put it bluntly, is foreign aid.

Yang Yu saw several people in Shaolin, all of whom were half-saints. They are also eyeing Yang Yu and a few people, and it seems that as long as they don't agree with each other. It's about to start.

"Don't be impulsive." Xuanyuan Fengyun admonished Yang Yu.

Yang Yu smiled slightly: "Father-in-law, don't worry, I won't take it lightly." ”

In the distance, ten people flew side by side.

Yang Yu took a look, there were exactly five archdukes and five archangels.

"Welcome the Western envoys to come as guests, it is far away." Yixiu walked out, and as the abbot of Shaolin, it was his duty to welcome his allies.

"No Blood Princes and Divine Angels?" Yang Yu was surprised.

"Nope. The strength of their level will not come to Huaxia lightly, although it is said to be an alliance, in fact, there is a natural gap between the Eastern martial artists and the Western cultivators, and they are also worried that this is a ploy of ours, and the death of a few archangels and archdukes is nothing, if the death of a blood prince or divine angel is different. "Xuanyuan Fengyun's analysis is very clear.

"If you don't trust, it's easy to do as long as you don't trust." Yang Yu muttered.

Xuanyuan Fengyun smiled but did not speak.

"Huh!" Yang Yu suddenly saw an archangel. There was a strange ornament on his forehead, and that ornament made him feel a strange aura of light, which was too similar to the fragment of the Light Spirit Bead.

"That archangel is the Holy Son of the Holy See, and the thing on his forehead is called the Holy Source, which is something that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Holy See, as far as I know. If they want to become the Holy Son of the Holy See, they must fuse a Holy Source, and after this Holy Source is fused, it will fit into the eyebrows of the Holy Son, and when they cultivate, they can use the Holy Source to condense the light divine power. ”

"Good stuff. I want it. Yang Yu thought to himself.

He had already fused a fragment of the Light Spirit Bead, and now he had comprehended the two sub-artistic conceptions of the Artistic Conception of Light. Maybe as long as you get another fragment of the light spirit bead, you can immediately make the artistic conception of light come to fruition.

Yixiu received foreign aid and left.

"Father-in-law, I'm going back too." Yang Yu said.

"Go ahead!" Xuanyuan Fengyun has no doubt that he has him.

Yang Yu didn't really return to the Haotian Sect, but quietly followed them, he carefully calculated, there were about seventeen half-saints in front of him, which was a relatively strong strength, and it was really difficult to take down the Holy Son with one blow and snatch the fragments of the light spirit bead.

He also learned a little bit of the concealment technique of the Spirit Yin Sect.

Now he is hanging behind a dozen people with the technique of concealment, but he has followed for thousands of miles, and still has not waited for a good opportunity, but two hundred miles ahead, he will almost reach the headquarters of Shaolin Temple.

"I can't wait, I'll go to the front and ambush." Yang Yu was ruthless, that light spirit bead fragment was an item he had to get, that is, other spirit beads, and he also began to order people to find them.

"Holy Son, Shaolin is not far ahead, and you will live in our Shaolin Temple in the future, if you don't understand anything, we can discuss with each other, and some martial arts in Shaolin can also be observed by you." A repair seems very generous.

The Son was about to speak, when a masked man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The masked man is naturally Yang Yu.

"Bring it to me!" Yang Yu grabbed the forehead of the Holy Son with one claw, and his fingers were inserted into the flesh of the Holy Son.

"Who?"

"Look for death!"

Yang Yu ignored these, firmly grasped the fragment of the light spirit bead, took advantage of the situation to bring down a ball of flesh and blood, and when he saw the bloody fragment of the light spirit bead in his hand, he quickly collected it into the teaching space.

The Holy Son was furious, and he punched Yang Yu, but there was no one now.

Yixiu frowned, and he slapped his palm into the void in front of him.

"Bang!"

The two palms were facing each other, the space was distorted, and the huge energy made the surrounding Qiqi within a hundred zhang turn into smashes.

Yang Yu looked at Yi Xiu in surprise, he didn't expect this old monk to be able to show himself so quickly, but thinking about it, the concealment technique is not omnipotent, in the final analysis, it is just with the help of some spatial power.

Remove!

Yang Yu will not be defeated by seventeen, since he has obtained the fragment of the light spirit bead, the purpose has been achieved.

"Can't let him snatch the Holy Source, take him down quickly, can't let him run away."

"Abbot Yixiu, we are here to help you, such a thing happened just here, you disappointed us too much, hurry up and take down this person, otherwise don't blame us for turning our faces."

Yi Xiu was also a little annoyed, he had already condensed nine seals, and he was almost one step away from breaking through to become a saint-level martial artist, but under the battle just now, he didn't even have the slightest advantage.

But now is not the time to think about this, no matter what, it is better to kill the person in front of you first, so that you can give an explanation to the allies of the West.

"Everyone chase, kill him, kill him!"

Yang Yu looked behind him, smiled slightly, and immediately ran towards the sea.

Seventeen demi-saints chased Yang Yu to the sea.

Ling Bo took a slight step, Yang Yu's degree was extremely fast, and when he arrived at a place, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, in this sea, except for the nine-clawed evil dragon that has not been haunted much recently, he is not afraid of anyone.

"You can't run away!"

"Hand over the things, so maybe we can spare your life!"

"Hand over your things, or you'll die a bad death!"

Suddenly, the surface of the sea rolled up, and the sea rose within a radius of thirty miles, as if the earth was turned upside down.

The sea is furious, this is the roar of the sea god.

The demi-saint is already very powerful, but in the face of this power of heaven and earth, it is still inevitable that people will tremble.

Rumble!

The sea water within a radius of thirty miles swept up the seventeen demi-saints, and directly pulled these seventeen demi-saints into the bottom of the sea, and they struggled desperately, spending more than a minute, and then they could be regarded as struggling out of the sea.

"What about people?" The Holy Son was dumbfounded.

"How could it be gone?" Yixiu was dumbfounded.

"What just happened?" A group of people is inexplicable.

Their spiritual sense swept across a radius of thirty miles, and there was nothing but a somewhat large octopus, which was really strange, could it have just been an undersea volcanic explosion?

"To be able to make such a terrifying power, it must be a saint-level martial artist." A monk's incomparable affirmation.

"Idiot, would it be possible to ambush a saint-level martial artist in the sea in advance, if it wasn't for natural factors, it would definitely be a monster in the sea." Yixiu scolded.

"Could it be the Nine-Clawed Dragon?"

When Yixiu heard this, he was stunned: "Go to the shore first, it's too dangerous here." ”

The Nine-Clawed Dragon is a taboo for all martial artists.

The sea calmed down, the strange octopus slowly dived to the bottom of the sea, no one knew that this strange octopus also had a name called the sea monster Rab, his body can become infinitely larger, sometimes bigger than an island, in the cosmic sea, many people will even mistake the sea monster Rab for an island in the sea.

Yang Yu returned to the Haotian Sect, and he was extremely proud.

The fragments of the Light Spirit Bead were scattered in his sea of consciousness, and without the opportunity of taking the Star Soul Pill last time, he guessed that it would definitely be difficult to refine this fragment, but when he calmed down, the countless soul stars each shot out a ray of light.

Countless rays of light condensed together, and the fragments of the light spirit beads illuminated by these rays began to decompose, and a little bit of comprehension of the artistic conception of light came to my heart.

One day later, the artistic conception of light is complete!

He could clearly feel the change in his sea of knowledge, it seemed that the golden light that shot out at the end of the level master system had changed his soul, and that golden light should have been integrated into his soul sea of knowledge, making his soul sea of knowledge different.

It stands to reason that taking the Star Soul Pill should make his soul reach a state of small perfection, but he seems to be in more than that state now, his soul may be close to the Great Perfection, and he also has a feeling that when these soul stars are one more circle larger, his soul will be sublimated again, and at that time, the entire soul consciousness sea will become a soul world.

The people on the Shaolin side were furious, the foreign aid they had just invited was robbed, and in front of the seventeen demi-saints, they knew that it was not a saint-level martial artist who made the shot, so those hostile demi-saints became the object of suspicion, and no matter how much Yixiu doubted it, he never thought that it would be Yang Yu, after all, Yang Yu has the strength of a demi-saint, but it is impossible to compare with him.

The Xuanyuan family was very calm, because they really didn't do it, and as for Yang Yu, the real murderer, he wouldn't admit it stupidly, otherwise he wouldn't be masked again at that time, and he would have been disguised again.