"What should I do, what should I do, do you really want to be taken away by this great asura?"

Yang Jiwu is like a burner, like an ant on a hot pot. The dizziness in his mind became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became darker and darker, and Yang Ji just relied on his instinct to drive the hand of death to barely resist the two of them.

The bronze bell and the Xuanqi bead hit the body again and again, and each time I don't know how many bones were broken, and the sound of clicking was endless.

Blood kept pouring out of his eyes, nose, and acupoints, but Yang Ji wasn't very worried. Waves of pure energy continued to surge out from the golden essence blood of the Great Asura, and under the healing and nourishment of these high-level energies, he could at least resist it for a long time.

In contrast, there was another battle that was much more intense and tragic than the one in front of him.

Yang Ji's spiritual power rumbled out like a tide, tearing together with the dark and cold consciousness of the Great Asura. Yang Ji had never tried such a terrifying consumption of spiritual power, a level of complete geometric multiples.

The spiritual power full of my mind is often exhausted in the tearing up with the Great Asura in less than an instant. The consciousness of the Great Asura was like a bottomless dark abyss, and no matter how hard Yang Ji tried, he couldn't fill it.

Although the Great Asura was almost refined by the Demon Suppression Array, his consciousness was not affected, and he was still an out-and-out quasi-saint level.

It's too much better than yourself.

If it weren't for the fact that this was his main battlefield, and there was a steady stream of cold spiritual power pouring down from his brows to supplement his consumption, Yang Ji would probably have lost this war a long time ago.

"Boy, give up!"

The Great Asura's gloomy voice sounded in Yang Ji's consciousness: "Even your father can only trap me with intrigues. Do you think you can stand up to me?"

"Don't get complacent too soon, I won't let you get lucky!"

Yang Ji struggled to support, like a lonely boat, resisting the lapping of the cold tide. This battle was far more dangerous and difficult than Yang Ji imagined.

"Humph!"

Hearing Yang Ji's answer, the Great Asura just snorted coldly and stepped up his offensive. Time flows much faster at the soul level than in the outside world.

The time it takes for the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan to attack once is tens, hundreds, or even thousands of times the time at the level of soul and consciousness.

The attacks launched by the Great Asura during this time were enough to count in the thousands. Originally, I thought that this was a battle of the devastating level and could be resolved quickly, but gradually, the Great Asura couldn't help frowning and becoming more and more surprised.

This insignificant Yang Du's descendant obviously has a huge gap between his spiritual strength and himself, but he doesn't know why every time he is about to destroy him, his spiritual power suddenly recovers again, and it keeps repeating, as if it is endless, and it can never be exhausted.

When did a military general become so powerful? Not to mention a military general, just a martial arts sect, ten years of martial arts, I'm afraid he would have erased his consciousness and robbed his body, right?

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and the Great Asura quickly returned to normal.

"Hmph, stubborn resistance, I'll see how long you can hold on. ”

The Great Asura snorted coldly, then made up his mind and stepped up his offensive. Despite all the twists and turns, the whole plan was completely under his control.

No matter how Yang Ji resists, he can't change a fact. That is, important parts of his body are basically controlled by himself, and it is only a matter of time before his consciousness is erased.

These changes in Yang Ji's body, the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan did not know. The two only quickened their attacks.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a few temptations, the two of them moved like flying, and both increased the intensity and power of their attacks. Click! When the attack of the two hit Yang Ji's body for the last time, smashing his chest down. Mutant protrusions——

"Buzz!"

With a flash of black light, Yang Ji's right eye suddenly closed and opened, and when he opened it again, the pupil of his entire right eye suddenly turned into a strange blood red, like a ruby dripping blood.

As his right eye opened, a huge aura emanated from Yang Ji's body.

"Two little ants who don't know whether they are alive or dead actually hurt my body!"

A cold, emotionless voice came from Yang Ji's body, and at this moment, Yang Ji's entire temperament changed suddenly, and he actually became exactly the same as the Great Asura who was killed by Yang Ji.

"Great Asura!"

The evil prince exclaimed, and the whole person seemed to be greatly frightened. He was about to step forward to attack, but at this moment, he suddenly stepped back, and the distance between him and Yang Ji was like lightning.

Yang Xuanlan didn't speak, but his expression was shaken, and he was obviously affected a lot. He didn't retreat as far as the Evil Dao Prince, but he just pulled away a little bit, although it was shocking, but Yang Xuanlan's expression was more suspicious.

- Who can be sure that this is really the Great Asura and not Yang Ji's pretend?

"Hmph! I'm not confused. Do you think you can really kill me? Whoever of you dares to harm my divine body, I will let whoever has his body shattered into pieces!"

"Yang Ji" stood on his feet, his face showed a deep coldness, his eyes were wide, revealing a strong temperament that dominates the world, and there is a strong man who rarely has the atmosphere of a king.

Yang Xuanlan and the Evil Dao Prince glanced at each other, and they both felt an indescribable weirdness. The person is still the same person, but it feels like a completely different person.

"Asura, I will never let you succeed——"

At this moment, Yang Ji's black left eye blinked, and another angry voice came from Yang Ji's body. This time it was Yang Ji's voice.

Yang Ji can only control his left eye now.

"Hahaha, dying or not, this body is mine, whether you want it or not. ”

"Yang Ji" laughed loudly, stepped on his feet, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth shook, and a wave of black gas erupted from his body.

The martial arts of the ninefold martial arts, the blood and qi in the body are yang to the strong, and they are not such yin qi at all. It's just that the Great Asura is difficult to change, even if he takes away Yang Ji's body, he is still used to transforming these energies into spiritual energy.

“！！！”

The hearts of the two people were surging. Yang Ji was really taken away, and when he heard these two voices, Yang Xuanlan believed that this "Yang Ji" was really a great asura.

Yang Ji's eyes were black and red, and one body said two different voices, this face was really indescribably weird, it was simply creepy.

"Hmph, I don't care if you're Yang Ji or Asura. Today, everyone in this body has to die!"

Yang Xuanlan pondered for a moment, and finally raised his head, his eyes were cold. Who knows what's going on in this body, today this body is Asura control zhì, who knows if it will be Yang Ji control next time.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

It's only been two years, and Yang Ji has become his confidant, and he has repeatedly hindered his actions. If you don't kill him now and let him sit down again, I don't know what calamities I will bring to myself and the Yang family in the future.

If you want to get rid of him at that time, I'm afraid it's too late!

"Bell!"

The bell roared, and Yang Xuanlan's hands were sealed, and he used that trick again. A huge swastika appeared behind Yang Xuanlan, and in the center of the swastika was a huge majestic and solemn Qingjia deity.

"Seal of Heaven!"

Boom, the huge bronze bell buzzed and fell fiercely. At the same time, with Yang Ji as the center, the cyan mist on the dark golden ground surged, and five huge stone pillar-like cyan fingers stretched out from the ground and grabbed Yang Ji fiercely.

"Humph!"

The Great Asura looked at Yang Xuanlan and sneered, he didn't even raise his head, ignoring the bronze bell and cyan giant palm summoned by Yang Xuanlan.

"Childish! I really think that I have just come into contact with you and can't deal with you!"

The voice of the Great Asura echoed in the air, and no one knew how or when it disappeared. By the time Yang Xuanlan realized that something was wrong, it was already too late.

"Boom!"

The stone shattered, and a majestic force suddenly hit Yang Xuanlan. The afterimage in front of him changed, and only then did the figure of the Great Asura appear, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, revealing a trace of disdain and ridicule.

"Bang!"

Between the lightning and the fire, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, Yang Xuanlan screamed violently, his face was pale, blood was flying, his body was arched, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The blood was not liquid at all, but a large stream of blood sand!

With just one move, Yang Xuanlan was seriously injured. With Yang Xuanlan's rich combat experience and skills, in the face of Asura's move, he couldn't even block it, and he was taken advantage of by the Great Asura.

That's the strength of the Battle King!

Got rid of the confinement of the formation and had the ability to move freely, and the fighting skills of the Great Asura were finally unlimited. Although Yang Xuanlan is also known as a martial arts genius, after all, he is only at the martial sect level, and there is still a lot of gap between him and the quasi-saint-level great asura.

Bang!

The light flashed, and at the moment of landing, Yang Xuanlan stretched out his palm and slapped it on the ground, and immediately swept obliquely, crashed into a strange door room, and left without looking back.

Yang Xuanlan escaped!

He actually escaped!

Faced with the great assura who struggled and was restrained and walked in the world in human form, Yang Xuanlan chose to run away without hesitation!

"Boom!"

At the same time, the sky darkened, and a huge black sun covered the sky, and with a loud roar, it fell violently from the sky and smashed down. But it was the prince of the evil path who felt a strong threat and couldn't help but attack.

"Bang!"

A jade-white palm poked out of the sleeve, like a mainstay, over the top of the head and against the top. Boom! Black aura rose into the sky like a tsunami in all directions.

Just a little more than a zhang away from Yang Ji, or the head of the Great Asura, the Xuanqi Great Bead of the Evil Dao Prince weighed more than 10,000 pounds, and kept spinning, but it couldn't fall down.

——In terms of using the energy of the golden essence blood, the main lord of the Great Asura is obviously not a little stronger than Yang Ji.

"Phew!"

A cold aura rose from his heart, and the evil prince looked at the great asura who appeared in the form of Yang Ji, and his whole face changed.

"Bang!"

The Great Asura was holding the black bead of the Evil Prince, his eyes were staring at him, his expression was playful, as if he was smiling but not smiling, but there was a trace of afterimage.

"Not good!"

The evil prince's face changed drastically, and he didn't want to recall the Xuanqi Dazhu, and at the same time swept away diagonally. A lesson from the past, a teacher from behind, even a ruthless character like Chaoyang Horse couldn't help but flee in the face of the great Asura after the seizure, and the evil prince didn't think that he could resist it.

"Bang!"

The prince of the evil path had just gone far when he was intercepted and hit by the Great Asura. The right hand, which didn't look very powerful, landed on the back of the Evil Dao Prince, and the Evil Dao Prince's back collapsed like Yang Xuanlan's bronze bell. R1152