"I'm still a little greedy!" Yang Yi laughed at himself, he wanted to collect the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Fire twice, but unfortunately failed, it seems that if he doesn't get the source of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Fire, he can't absorb these Vermilion Bird Heavenly Fire at all, even with the suction power of the Purple Gold Gourd.

"Hehe, you're the only one left, Holy Land Martial God!" Yang Yi turned his head and looked at the Holy Land Martial God with a smile while recovering his Dao power, even if he had defeated the people of the Golden Tiger and Vermilion Bird empires in a row, the Holy Land Martial God still had a cold attitude.

"Because I'm enough alone!" the Holy Land Valkyrie carried his hands behind his back, with a proud expression.

"What a big breath, don't you care about these bloody examples?" Yang Yi smiled, how much Dao power has recovered now, because the last Holy Land Martial God must be the strongest.

"It's not that the tone is big, but the strength is like this, the so-called empire is a joke in front of the Holy Land!" The hands of the Holy Land Martial God slowly stretched out to the front, and there was a trace of soul fluctuation on the hands.

"I admit that you are very powerful, I am surprised by the abundance of means, but no matter how many means you have, you only need one kind to kill the enemy!"

A feeling of extreme danger rose in Yang Yi's heart, and he immediately tried to turn sideways, but it was too late, and a bloody arrow instantly burst out of his chest, and a deep trace appeared on the ground.

"It's a soul skill again!" Yang Yi's face was very ugly, he was actually injured by his best soul power.

"Yes, the soul skill seems simple, but it is far more powerful than the martial art!" said lightly, "I know you are delaying the time to recover the true yuan, it doesn't matter, whether you take the pill or use the treasure, it's all the same for me!"

His expression was indifferent, as if everything was under the control of the Holy Land Martial God, because he believed that his Martial God inheritance was unique.

The soul is the spiritual will of the human race, which is a wonderful power that cannot be seen or touched, but is felt, with the spiritual will, a weak person often bursts out with strong power to escape from danger in times of danger, which is the power of will.

"I finally understand, this is the true face of the Martial God Inheritance, I will say that the so-called Yin Yang Sword God, the Night Sword are different from ordinary martial artists, it turns out that they all use the soul to urge martial arts!" Yang Yi stared at the little martial god, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh!" the Holy Land Martial God showed a hint of surprise on his face, "Yes, you reacted quickly, it can be seen that your talent is also good!"

"It's not bad, it's beyond your imagination!" Now that he understands the true face of the inheritance power of the Holy Land, Yang Yi's heart gradually calmed down, a powerful enemy is not terrible, as long as he understands his strength, he can attack in a targeted manner, but if he can't understand the true face of the enemy's strength, there is no way to talk about the enemy.

The Holy Land Martial God shook the void with one hand, and Yang Yi suddenly felt that the space around him was oppressed, and his movements were very slow, even a little like the power of the Sumeru realm to control the space.

"This is the magic of soul power, you can't realize it now, with a powerful soul power, even if it is the power of space that can only be used in the Sumeru realm, I can use it now!" The Holy Land Martial God's right hand raised slightly, and the powerful soul power wrapped Yang Yi and rose into the air.

"Now, all I need to do is squeeze it, and you'll explode to death!"

With an understated demeanor and disdainful eyes, the Holy Land Martial God stood proudly.

Yang Yi sighed lightly and said, "Do you know what I'm the most powerful?"

The Holy Land Valkyrie shook his head: "I'm not interested in knowing! Is it interesting to be dying? Procrastination will only waste your time!"

Yang Yi's eyebrows moved, and a powerful soul power poured out.

"Bang......" There was a cracking sound in the void, and the soul power cage of the Holy Land Martial God suddenly exploded.

"Huh?" The Holy Land Martial God's hand suddenly lightened, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, he felt it when he was at the gate of Xuanji City, and at this moment, the powerful soul power appeared again, which also made him a little surprised, because this soul power was not under him.

The eyes of the Holy Land Martial God narrowed, and a towering and tall figure appeared behind him, as soon as this figure appeared, the heavens and the earth seemed to shake, and they bowed to this figure.

"Is this the Martial God?" Yang Yi stared at this phantom, and the powerful coercion made him feel a little on his knees and worship.

He is the hope of the human race, the generation of gods who helped the rise of the human race - the Martial God!

"My people, kneel!"

The Martial God Phantom was slightly possessed, Yang Yi's body suddenly sank, and the coercion was like a mountain and a sea, and he was like a flat boat in the sea, which could be destroyed at any time.

"I heard the voice of the Martial God, and I still don't kneel!" The face of the little Martial God of the Holy Land was full of sacredness, and his voice was full of majesty, and before he knew it, the aura on his body gradually began to merge with the Martial God Phantom behind him, becoming sacrosanct.

The soul power continued to improve, but the pressure did not decrease at all, a trace of surprise flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, his soul power had obviously surpassed that of the Holy Land Martial God, but he could not shake the divine majesty.

"The power of the Martial God is the power of this heaven and earth, are you delusional to resist the power of the heavens with your own strength?" The body of the little martial god of the Holy Land gradually floated into the air, looking down at Yang Yi like a god.

"With the will of the Martial God, here, I am a god, how can a person blaspheme God!"

After seeing Yang Yi's various magical methods, the little martial god of the Holy Land was not moved at all, this is the biggest reliance of the Holy Land, the power of the martial god, and the coercion of controlling heaven and earth.

"Frozen world!" Seeing that the knowledge was not good, Yang Yi took the preemptive action, and with a wave of his long sword, countless ice crystals lit up, and he frantically pounced on the Holy Land Martial God.

"Extinguishing ......"

With a simple word, Yang Yi's eyes suddenly bloomed, and when he recovered, the extremely powerful sword qi he had slashed out had magically disappeared without a trace.

"I'll go, what kind of power is this!" Yang Yi was shocked for the first time, the power of the Martial God actually had such power, and he didn't even feel so powerless when facing the gods and demons.

"Come on, use all your strength, in front of the Martial God, everything is in vain!"

"I don't believe it!"

At this time, facing the Martial God, Yang Yi did not dare to have reservations, with a wave of the long sword, a blue thunder appeared, and at the same time, his left hand lit up purple, the two thunders merged, the breath of destruction was overwhelming, the void shook, and the avenue collapsed.

"Oh!" seemed to admire, seemed to disdain, in the face of the invincible thunder of destruction, the Holy Land Martial God only said one word.

"Kill!" In the roar, Yang Yi's soul power soared, temporarily pushing away the Martial God's power, and then soared into the air, the long sword pointed at the Martial God Phantom, and the thunder of destruction dragged a black death aura to pounce.

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