"Damn it! Zhou Yang, what are you doing? Eat those two murderous demons quickly, otherwise your soul will be shattered immediately!"
Ji Tonghai shouted angrily, and finally successfully fused the last thousandth of the soul, and once again forcibly condensed it into the actual soul.
"Master, he said he was my mentor." Zhou Yang replied numbly.
"Nonsense, he is a murderous demon. Eat him quickly and use the Red Divine Sword to resist the calamity!" The terrifying thunder struck down mercilessly, and another part of Ji Tong's soul was chopped off. He was already panicking.
"You are all my masters, I, I, I..." Zhou Yang's soul became even more overwhelmed, a little confused, and couldn't help but slap his head.
"Hurry, or we'll all be doomed!"
It exploded to pieces again. Ji Tonghai's soul was too weak to be able to condense his body anymore.
Gritting his teeth, he had to take back all his soul, condensed it into a soul body and entered the Red God Sword, and stained most of the flesh and blood under the sword body for recovery.
"What are you doing!" However, as soon as he entered, Zhou Yang's fist arrived. The power was so terrifying that it exploded his soul in an instant.
And his seal on the Red God Sword finally disintegrated, and Zhou Yang and the others could come in and out at will.
Ji Tonghai roared angrily and gathered his soul body again, but was beaten to pieces by Zhou Yang again, again and again, with no chance to fight back.
Chi Lingzi and Mu Zifeng desperately controlled their swords to resist the calamity, while Zhou Yang was only responsible for beating up Ji Tonghai.
All of Zhou Yang's souls were condensed into soul bodies and entered the Red God Sword. The terrifying thunder was borne by Ji Tonghai. He was not affected at all, let alone the slightest damage. He was always in the heyday of the middle stage of the gods.
Ji Tonghai was in dire straits. Once he was hit, his spirit would become weaker, and soon he would be blurred and disfigured.
This wasn't the end yet, Zhou Yang suddenly used the Mystical Technique of Unleashing, which instantly absorbed most of Ji Tonghai's soul power, causing his soul state to fall directly to the realm of quasi-god.
The soul power that was completely dispersed was divided into two parts, which were absorbed by Chi Lingzi and Mu Zifeng respectively to strengthen the Red God Sword body.
At this time, the old guy was still useful. Zhou Yang did not absorb the light at once, but blasted him several times, and then fired several formation runes one after another, trapping Ji Tonghai firmly.
At this time, his soul body had already fallen to the middle stage of God Control, posing no threat to him.
In the battleship not far from the Earthfire Abyss, the white-haired old man had no breath at all, like a mummy.
This is clearly Ji Tonghai's clone, and this guy's backup plan to save his life.
Yun Xia, a disciple of the Qitian Sect, is still in a coma.
At this moment, Ji Tonghai's clone suddenly trembled, and his eyes opened instantly, but the aura around him was extremely weak. The previous peak cultivation level of the early god was gone. In addition to his physical body, which was still very powerful, his realm It has been dropped to the early stage of God Control.
In panic, he no longer had the previous calmness. He hurriedly rushed out of the battleship, looked at Zhou Yang who was in the tribulation thunder with a spiteful look, and waved his hand to hit several runes.
These formation runes are more mysterious than Mu Zifeng's, and they are clearly the methods of the formation master!
A huge whirlpool appeared in the void, and Ji Tonghai's clone flashed and jumped into it without hesitation.
The vortex closed quickly, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Zhou Yang was busy inside the sword body and did not notice all this at all.
And in an extremely distant divine realm, the white-haired old man sitting in the inexplicable abyss suddenly opened his turbid eyes. His body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally only a skeleton was left.
"Damn it..." The old man with dry white hair found it extremely difficult to even speak.
After tens of thousands of years of suffering, as his clone's realm was greatly damaged, it was almost consumed in an instant. Once his clone dies, he will never have a chance again and will undoubtedly die within a hundred years.
Ji Tonghai, a once famous and powerful person at the pinnacle of the gods and a man of great influence in the Misty Holy Land, is about to come to an end before his eyes.
And what brought an end to such a great man was just a small cultivator from the lower world.
In the Great God Hill area, high in the sky above the Earth Fire Abyss, the Red God Sword at this moment has shrunk sharply under the violent blows of the terrifying sky thunder.
Despite the blessing of Ji Tonghai's scattered soul power, the catastrophe in the middle stage of the gods was too violent, and Chi Lingzi and Mu Zifeng were unable to sustain it.
Zhou Yang left the sword body and began to condense the flesh and blood below, restoring his essence and the world inside his body.
The soul is reunited, the world inside the body is reshaped, and expands violently, and it still looks like a big mass of flesh and blood.
But Ji Tonghai's soul inside the sword breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
With a sound of "Buzz!", the Red Divine Sword was slashed and shrunk to less than a foot, and could only barely protect Zhou Yang's newly formed body.
The body and the world inside the body have taken shape. Zhou Yang stood under the sword, stretched out his right hand, pressed it against the sword body, and began to slowly input soul power.
With the blessing of his soul power, the Red God Sword became larger again, and finally blocked the last catastrophe, and the entire breakthrough process was successfully completed.
"Mid-level Heavenly God Realm, Mr. Ji, thank you very much." Zhou Yang hugged Ji Tonghai in the sword.
"You!" Ji Tonghai fainted in anger.
A large number of medicine seekers have gathered in the distance, including many powerful gods, including many enemies of the Celestial Temple. However, intimidated by Zhou Yang's powerful cultivation, they did not dare to show even a hint of hostility.
More people looked at Zhou Yang sitting cross-legged in the void, their eyes full of envy and respect for the strong.
The eyes of the two people further away were filled with deep-seated hatred.
Seeing Zhou Yang's eyes sweeping towards them, the two of them trembled and their figures disappeared instantly.
"Potian Guan Xuan Lingzi, the ancestor of Feixian Sect, have washed your neck and waited."
Zhou Yang withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze to the vicinity of the Earthfire Abyss. There was a giant ship there, and Yunxia inside the ship was trapped in it.
In fact, everyone watching the tribulation in the distance had already discovered such a warship. Some people even wanted to take it as their own, but they gave up the idea when they thought that it might be owned by the great tribulation master.
"Master, you, your aura far exceeds that of the early stage god. Could it be that you have broken through to the middle stage?" Yunxia, who woke up after being rescued, felt Zhou Yang's powerful aura and couldn't help but widen her eyes.
"Well, protect me." Zhou Yang nodded and then ordered.
"Yes, Master." Yunxia raised the battleship and pointed the muzzle of the God-class heavy cannon at those who were watching the disaster.
Everyone smiled bitterly, do you still need your Dharma protector? This powerful man can beat us into pulp with a wave of his hand.
There was no excitement to be seen, and everyone dispersed, some flying by, and some taking ships. And the speed of these people, in Zhou Yang's eyes at this time, was slower than that of ordinary people running on the ground.
