Chapter 1775: Transformation into a God! Earthly Immortal!

Chapter 1775: Transformation into a God! Earthly Immortal!

The sudden sound shocked everyone.

This voice was extremely familiar, as if it was the dawn cast in the darkness, making them feel excited.

When everyone looked up, they saw a black and white mark emerging in the sky, which seemed mysterious and unpredictable. Then the void twisted, and a young figure stepped out in the air.

His body is not that strong, but rather thin, but as he steps out, the spiritual energy in the world boils.

"Ye Chunyang, you are finally here."

Mo Yao looked at the twisted void with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of killing intent.

Ye Chunyang didn't speak. He turned his head and looked to the other side, raised his hand and shook it gently.

"laugh!"

The vitality between heaven and earth surged like a tide, and the spell restrictions on Gu Qian immediately disappeared and fell into the void.

Gu Qian wanted to exercise, but the injury was too serious. At this time, her vision was a little blurred, and she could only fall weakly. But soon she felt a warm chest, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Chunyang's calm and resolute face. appear before your eyes.

"You came……"

Looking at this face, Gu Qian's eyes were a little moist.

"Daddy!"

"Master!"

Ye Yao and Bai Feng flew in together, looking at Ye Chunyang with eyes full of excitement.

"Sorry, I'm late." Ye Chunyang smiled slightly.

He looked at Gu Qian, used the magic formula to input spiritual energy into her body to help her heal her injuries, and then handed it to Ye Yao and Bai Feng, saying: "Leave the rest to me, you guys, please step back first."

Gu Qian wanted to say something, but felt the surging true energy flowing into his body. He nodded silently and stepped aside with Ye Yao and others.

Ye Chunyang stood in the void with his hands behind his hands. It was not until they returned to the Shuizong Mountain Gate that he turned to look at Mo Yao, his eyes gradually showing coldness.

"Ye Chunyang, you arrived in time, otherwise your beauty and confidante would have disappeared forever. You were able to unblock my spells, and you have the aura of becoming a god. It seems that you have recovered three times. A hundred years of cultivation."

Mo Yao's eyes were gloomy. Only a strong man in the same realm could cast a spell cast by his Immortal Realm cultivation. Ye Chunyang could wave his hand to dispel it. It was obvious that he had recovered the cultivation level that he had ascended to the spirit world three hundred years ago.

"I didn't expect that in this lower realm where resources are scarce, you can still reach this step. It's really surprising. However, the demon and god realm mainly cultivates earthly immortals, and you actually choose to cultivate as gods like the human realm. Do you think Isn’t the stage of becoming a god far better than that of an earthly immortal?”

Ye Chunyang didn't want to explain anything, he just looked at the Brahma-Gold Holy Lotus in Mo Yao's hand with a sharp expression: "Just now, did you enjoy using my Brahma-Gold Holy Lotus?"

"This treasure has been used well, but it's a pity that it is no longer yours in my hands." Mo Yao chuckled, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "Ye Chunyang, you are just a humble ant who ascended from the lower world to the spiritual world. With your status, you will never be able to be with Luo Qingcheng. You should have died a long time ago, but it is a pity that you escaped by chance. Today you will not be as lucky as you were then."

"Yeah?"

Ye Chunyang smiled coldly, with a cold murderous look between his brows.

"Back then, you knocked me down to the lower world and planted the God-killing Curse on me, which almost killed me. Today is the day to settle this account with you."

He took a step lightly, and the space around him trembled!

Under the earth, the mountains are shaking!

In the sky, the clouds burst!

The entire world seemed to be integrated with Ye Chunyang at this moment, and any element could be manipulated by him.

"Very good, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Mo Yao laughed wildly, waved his hand and cast a burst of spiritual light. The Brahma-Gold Holy Lotus was covered with brilliance like a tide, and the Buddhist mantras were faintly heard, like the chanting of a senior monk, and a surge of supreme majesty overwhelmed the sky and the earth.

Below, one after another looked at the two people, and their hearts were filled with shock.

"They are all already Earth Immortal level experts. Only one of them can survive this battle."

Ancestor Wuji's heart was trembling wildly. A fight of this level was rare in ancient times. The strong men of the Earthly Immortal Realm had not appeared in ancient times.

Fighting like this today is unprecedented for them.

"But Fellow Daoist Ye's aura is a bit strange. It seems to be very different from Mo Yao's earthly immortal aura." Qingmu looked at the figure in the void and murmured with a puzzled expression.

When these words came out, everyone looked surprised, but no one could speak about it.

Although they had doubts about this, the Earthly Immortal Realm was too far away from them. In front of Ye Chunyang and Mo Yao, they were just grains of sand on the ground, too insignificant.

Gu Qian, Ye Yao, Bai Feng, Han Xiaoxiao and others looked into the air with solemn expressions.

Although he felt that Ye Chunyang's cultivation had reached an unfathomable level, no one could estimate his true strength. And Mo Yao single-handedly destroyed the Northern Territory barrier, wiped out the Taoist Deng Xuan, and even had the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure Brahma Gold Holy Lotus in his hand. With such strength, who can compete with him?

At this moment, an earth-shaking loud noise came.

"boom!"

In the sky, two brilliant spiritual waves were as brilliant as fireworks. When they collided with each other, they turned into a raging wave across the sky.

Nothing can describe the scene at this time. The whole world was shaking violently under such a collision, and the sky seemed to be split.

Everyone looked up in shock, and the two people in the light suddenly disappeared, and after another flash, they rushed into the clouds, like two gods, madly colliding with each other.

Above the sky, Mo Yao held the golden lotus in one hand, and cast a spell like lightning. A series of golden rainbows tore through the space and slashed towards Ye Chunyang. Wherever he went, lotus flowers bloomed and murderous aura was fierce.

Ye Chunyang remained calm, and his sleeves shook lightly, and a buzzing sound of swords rang out around him.

Eighty-one swords of death coiled around him. As he pointed a spell, the swords soared into the sky, emitting a terrifying sword energy. In a few flashes, the golden rainbow was chopped off.

Then, his figure flashed, and the flying swords gathered into one, turning into a towering giant sword that fell into his hand.

"Zi La!"

Ye Chunyang swung the sword down, and the silver sword light turned into thunder, falling from the sky. Where the thunder fell, there was a scorched earth.

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows. He didn't dare to resist the power of Ye Chunyang's sword, so he immediately urged the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus to meet it.

Under a golden light curtain, the sword energy slashed and turned into nothingness, while Mo Yao inside was unharmed.

"Hehe... This thing was once your magic weapon. Don't you know that it can absorb external attacks?" Mo Yao looked sarcastic, and the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus also recovered as before and fell into his hands again.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, and with a move of his consciousness, the group of swords surrounded him again.

"Although your cultivation has recovered to the realm when you ascended three hundred years ago, this is not the spirit world. You can't use many spells, right? Your real strength is only half of that year."

"But I am a real spirit world person. With this clone alone, I can kill you. If you only rely on this set of sword formations today, the demon god world will be your burial place."

Mo Yao sneered coldly.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill coming, and his face changed slightly.

Then, as if he had foreseen some crisis, he suddenly turned around and slapped a palm towards a certain void.

"Bang!"

A low roar resounded. There was no one in front, but a shadow flashed by vaguely, as if it was a young man in black.

A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Yao's eyes. When he was thinking, he heard the sound of a sword tearing through space!

"Puff puff puff!"

The sword was so fast that Mo Yao couldn't react in time. All eighty-one swords passed through him.

At the same time, Xiao Bao, the clone on the other side, appeared. At this time, the aura he exuded was the same as Mo Yao, reaching the realm of earthly immortals!

When the people below saw this scene, they all flashed with surprise.

Some people who were familiar with Ye Chunyang knew that he had a mysterious clone, but no one could have expected that his clone had also cultivated into an earthly immortal!

"It seems that he really killed the extraterritorial demon in the parallel plane." Wu Ji Lao Zu exclaimed.

Before Ye Chunyang entered the Gate of Life and Death, no one could have expected that he would really succeed.

"The main body and the clone are promoted to earth immortal at the same time, which is unprecedented." Qingmu and others were also shocked. Not to mention that Ye Chunyang's two bodies were promoted to the peak at the same time, since ancient times, few people can have an external incarnation like him.

"Is Mo Yao dead?" Ye Yao said nervously.

Everyone stared at the air.

Just now, Ye Chunyang used the clone to surprise everyone, and it seemed that he killed Mo Yao with a sword formation.

"It's not that simple." Gu Qian suddenly shook his head, "Just now I had close contact with Mo Yao and knew his breath. At this time, his breath is still there!"

Everyone was shocked when he heard this.

And just as Gu Qian finished speaking, Mo Yao's figure in the air was motionless, and 81 sword lights passed through him, without any blood spilling.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

A sarcastic voice sounded, and Mo Yao slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Chunyang with a mocking look.

The sword holes on his body emitted golden light, and then healed quickly. In a blink of an eye, he recovered as before, without any injuries.

Ye Chunyang's eyes sank, but he did not show any surprise.

Mo Yao was a spiritual cultivator after all. If he was killed so easily, he would find it strange.

"That's it."

Mo Yao looked at Ye Chunyang coldly, and his smile gradually faded. "No matter how you struggle today, there is only one ending, that is death! But don't worry, I will let them go down and be buried with you."

"I won't let you hurt them." Ye Chunyang said lightly.

"Humph, that depends on whether you have the ability." Mo Yao said with a gloomy look, and suddenly moved his hands.

The Brahma Golden Holy Lotus flew out of his hand, surrounded by a golden glow. As his spells changed, the light spread down like a rain curtain.

Suddenly, with Ye Chunyang as the center, the space in all directions was blocked. The golden light turned into dense light threads, carrying an unparalleled sharp and surging aura, sweeping towards him.