Chapter 1121: Yin Xiang Weird

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.
With the incomparably powerful medicinal effect of the Pseudo-God-level Gathering Pill, the golden deity is more powerful.
"Roar!" The golden roared again and again, and the long knife in his hand glowed with shocking light.
Seeing that the black Moluo monster was suppressed, its body was rapidly shrinking, and it had no ability to fight back.
The powerhouses in the viewing area were relieved a little bit, and even the saints who were hostile to Yang Teng did not want Yin Xiang to win.
"I'm not convinced!" Yin Xiang roared and roared, he was unwilling to fail because of a humble pill!
Operate the spiritual energy, open his mouth and spray a drop of black blood.
"Bang!" This drop of black blood exploded over the head of the Moluo monster, turning into a faint black mist, which was then absorbed by the Moluo monster.
"Wow!" The Moluo monster roared fiercely, its body quickly grew bigger, and it was strong against the golden gods, and instantly reversed the situation, once again forming a close match with the golden gods.
Yin Xiang laughed strangely: "Yang Teng! Do you think that with the power of a pill, you can fight me! It's a dream!"
Yang Teng frowned, and the drop of black blood ejected by Yin Xiang felt a very special breath, which was definitely not the blood in his body.
More like a vibrant life!
Could it be that this is the vitality that Yin Xiang swallowed before!
Since Yin Xiang appeared, he swallowed most of Shi Li's life for the first time, causing Shi Li to instantly become an old man.
Then he took advantage of Yang Teng's carelessness to devour the vitality of those monks who had been cultivated in the war zone. Although everyone lost not much vitality, because of the large number of monks, the vitality provided to Yin Xiang exceeded the vitality that Shi Li was devoured.
Thinking of this, Yang Teng became even more angry, using the vitality of devouring others to improve himself and enhance his own cultivation. This is an absolutely unforgivable sin.
"Then let's try to see if you swallow more vitality, or my medicine is more!" Yang Teng instantly injected most of the aura from his body into Tianhuangdao.
He threw a pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill in his mouth.
The aura in the body was replenished again and immediately returned to its peak state.
"Roar!" The golden god's light soared, and the long sword burst out with dazzling brilliance again and again, immediately suppressing the black magic monster again.
How could Yin Xiang make Yang Teng do as he wished, and a drop of black blood was ejected again under the aura of inspiration.
Like last time, the black blood exploded in the air, and after being absorbed by the black mura monster, the black mura monster immediately regained its disadvantage and continued to fight evenly against the golden god.
"I don't believe it anymore! Today I am dying you alive!" Yang Teng came to his temper. The last thing he lacks is the pill, which can be eaten as jelly beans.
A Pseudo-God-level Spirit Gathering Pill was thrown into his mouth, the aura in his body had just been replenished, and it was immediately input into the Tianhuangdao.
Then immediately took another pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill, felt the aura recovery, and immediately input it into the Tianhuangdao.
The initial use of the Pseudo-God-Level Gathering Pill to replenish spiritual energy became a cyclic process. Yang Teng didn't care whether this would cause huge damage to the body. He really regarded the Pseudo-God-level Gathering Pill as a jelly bean.
The golden deity in mid-air bursts out again and again, and its power continues to increase.
Yin Xiang was also ruthless enough, and opened his mouth to spout drops of black blood, continuously supplying energy to the black magic monster.
Yang Teng took the time to look at Yin Xiang while taking the pseudo-god-level Gathering Pill.
As Yin Xiang sprayed black blood drops, the black scarf covering his face was constantly turning, revealing Yin Xiang's chin and half of his face.
What's happening here! Yang Teng's heart shook wildly, is this person on the other side really Yin Xiang!
This is completely different from the Yin Xiang he knew!
As a Xizhou monk, Yin Xiang's skin is not fair, but it is not black.
And the face covered by the black towel, the skin is pitch black!
What's even weirder is the gleam of light on the dark skin.
Yang Teng could clearly see that the source of light was the black scales on Yin Xiang's face!
Seeing this scene, a cold sweat appeared behind Yang Teng.
If the person opposite is really Yin Xiang, then his body has undergone tremendous changes after he inherited the Devil Emperor's inheritance.
No human monk grows scales on his body, only some foreign monks in the universe can be in this posture.
Yang Teng couldn't help but think of that dark weird man, whose body was five feet tall, obviously not a human body.
Yang Teng was so distracted, the speed of taking the Pseudo-God-Level Gathering Pill was a step slower, the golden god's light instantly weakened, and was suppressed by the black monster.
I saw that the black light in mid-air was even better, occupying a large area of ​​the sky, leaving only a small piece of sky for the golden light.
Yin Xiang laughed strangely: "Quack! Yang Teng, why are you weaker! Come again!"
Yang Teng quickly gathered his mind and speeded up.
What made him helpless was that taking the Pseudo-God-level Spirit Gathering Pill would always be thrown into his mouth, and after the pill's power was replenishing the spiritual energy, he could only enter it into the Tianhuangdao.
Although his speed is already fast, he still needs a certain reaction time.
But Yin Xiang was different, opening his mouth, puff puff is a series of black blood drops, obviously faster than him.