With just two moves, Yan Ning's strength growth completely exceeded He Ziyin's imagination.

"Yin Yang people will die!"

Yan Ning shouted loudly, and then issued two more Northern Emperor's divine power curses, and two huge divine palms attacked left and right.

Now even He Ziyin dared not resist. He exerted force and flew more than ten meters high in one breath!

Two Northern Emperor's Divine Power Spells were beaten together, and the huge explosion immediately lifted He Ziyin in the air. A huge deep pit suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, with smoke and dust flying, and it was impossible to calm down for a long time.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain standing below were stunned. This level of explosion was really something that mortals could do? Could it be that Yan Ning had reached the level of Zhang Daofeng, the great master of Longhu Mountain?

This is simply a human-shaped bomb, okay?

The disciples of Xinmaoshan all cheered and cheered. This is their Sanye Yan, a legendary figure! After less than two years of practicing Taoism, his strength was so strong that he saved everyone from the fire and water. Now he has taken them to destroy the Eternal Life Sect that has been bullying them!

A figure flashed through the smoke and dust, and Yan Ning rushed out of the air!

With a thought, the Mingpo Sword appeared in Yan Ning's hand. The sharp blade was shining with a strange blue light, and everyone was feeling a little disappointed!

Not to mention He Ziyin, who was lifted away, turned his head and saw Ming Po Knife. He was immediately poured down from his head as if cold water was poured down. He quickly adjusted his body and forced himself to face Yan Ning.

Yan Ning held up Ming Bang and shouted: "Yin Yang people, take another move!"

He Ziyin almost fainted. Yan Ning was sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed. He could not get any benefits from his mouth, so he could only endure Yan Ning's vulgar insults.

"The Jade Emperor has several edicts to perform the truth of the Dharma. The golden light is connected and shines on the universe. My palm breaks the soul and controls all spirits. Thousands of demons and filth, and all the spirits are destroyed!"

Yitang White Tiger Slash appeared instantly. This time, the White Tiger was even more fierce and powerful than before, and even her body grew more than twice as big as it was!

"Is this guy the second generation of immortals who don't need to practice?! How long has it been since he left Huangsha Ancient City? Why has he made such great progress?!" He Ziyin was so scared that he was both scared.

In fact, Yan Ning didn't expect that his progress would be so great, but he understood why he had made such great progress, all thanks to the Sumeru Act!

The two hundred purple-armored zombies massacred in the ancient city of Huangsha were all sucked into the Sumeru Ring by Yan Ning. After purification, they were used for cultivation. Yan Ning thought that he had completely digested their essence and blood, but he didn't know that a few days later, there was a new force in the Sumeru Ring continuously pouring into his body.

It turns out that it takes time to purify zombie essence and blood. Yan Ning digested only one-third of the zombie essence and blood.

After many digestion, all the zombie essence and blood have been absorbed by Yan Ning. Although it has not improved significantly in the body, whenever Yan Ning uses Taoism, he always feels that a force that does not belong to this world can flow out from his body.

This is the power of the devil.

The white tiger had already rushed in front of him, and He Ziyin had nowhere to hide. He could only grit his teeth and throw out his close-fitting folding fan!

The folding fan flew in front of He Ziyin and opened it himself. He Ziyin muttered something, and a series of magic seals were put into the folding fan. In an instant, the sky changed color, and a huge folding fan phantom stopped in front of He Ziyin and protected He Ziyin behind!

This scene is a bit like Zhuge Haoyue's Fengyue Fan, but it is much more powerful in terms of scale and power.

The white tiger hit the shadow of the folding fan and shattered inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye it turned into blue smoke and dissipated!

Seeing this scene, Yan Ning couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Have you even thrown out your natal magic weapon?"

After reaching a certain level, many practitioners either choose to build powerful weapons or refine their own natal magic weapons. The difference between the two is that the weapons they create can be updated at any time, but only one natal magic weapon can be selected from the beginning to the end. And the natal magic weapon will definitely be more smooth, making it easier for the practitioners to touch the higher level of the weapon realm.

The natal magic weapon is a magic weapon that grows with the practitioners. If one prospers and one loss is lost, the magic weapon will be damaged, and the practitioners will also be affected to a certain extent. If the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the practitioners will definitely be seriously injured and unable to heal!

When a cultivator sacrifices his natal magic weapon, he can use some powerful magic tricks and even kill opponents who are a little stronger than himself!

Judging from this, this folding fan is He Ziyin's natal magic weapon. No wonder he always holds it in his hand. Originally, Yan Ning thought he was just pretending to be a show-off, but now he knows the reason.

Now in a hurry, He Ziyin threw out his natal magic weapon directly, which shows how great the threat Yan Ning posed to him.

"Come!"

He Ziyin finally landed safely, and waved his hand quickly and wanted to take back the folding fan.

But how could Yan Ning make him succeed so easily? He pointed at the folding fan at the moment.

call out--

Ninety golden needles shot out in vain, and from a distance, they looked like meteors falling from the sky.

He Ziyin didn't dare to let these "meteors" touch their natal magic weapons. He kept reciting the truth, but the protective covers in the sky almost blocked the golden needle for a moment, and they were penetrated by the golden needle.

At the same time, Yan Ning's attack also came. Seeing that the Ming Bang Knife was about to cut off his head, at the critical moment, the folding fan finally broke through the layers of constraints and came to He Ziyin.

After getting the folding fan, the first thing He Ziyin did was to block the top of his head. Sure enough, Yan Ning's Mingbang Knife fell instantly, and the sword fans met and sparks flew everywhere!

Even Jiang Wujue couldn't help but smack her tongue. When Yan Ning and He Ziyin fought in the ancient city of Huangsha, they were a little different, but now they seem to be pressing against He Ziyin.

However, Yan Ning knew in his heart that he could gain such an advantage because of He Ziyin's underestimation in the early stage.

When a master fights, a small mistake may bring irreparable consequences. He Ziyin was at a disadvantage when he underestimated Yan Ning's Northern Emperor's magic spell.

But Yan Ning's advantage cannot last for too long. Once He Ziyin adjusts his condition, he can break back the current situation.

So in this battle, Yan Ning decided to fight quickly and kill He Ziyin in one breath!

"Stop...stop!"

Just as Yan Ning was about to launch the next round of attack, He Ziyin suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Chapter completed!