In the veins deep underground, spiritual stones breed demon fetuses.
That house-sized spiritual stone is a divine spiritual stone that surpasses the heavenly spiritual stone. The energy level of the demon fetus bred in the spiritual stone is already that of an immortal stone.
This is what Yang Qi finds magical.
There are many benefits to getting this huge piece of divine spiritual stone and the immortal stone fetus in it. When he improves his realm in the future, there will be no shortage of energy, and the immortal stone fetus washes away the demonic energy, and Yang Qi can be directly conceived in the Pure Land of the Gods and become his own incarnation.
In addition to having incredible energy, the fetus born from this kind of spiritual stone also has many gifts.
With a wave of his hand, he was about to collect this spiritual vein, together with the divine grade spiritual stone and the immortal stone fetus. This was the biggest gain.
The moment he collected it, a sharp sword energy flew from the sky, penetrated deep into the ground, and actually transformed into the void, stabbing him on the back.
This sword is fast, mysterious, and a ray of light travels through the wormhole, ignoring the space laws of Maha Hell.
No one can describe the speed and top secret of this sword.
Even Yang Qi couldn't dodge.
The sword light stabbed Yang Qi on the back, Yang Qi bowed his back, bang! An invincible force shook out from the body. With itself as the center, a wave of space ripples and chains of order flew out. When it came into contact with the sword light, the sword light was shaken into powder.
With a flick of his sleeve, the gods' battle robes expanded, and the mineral veins hundreds of miles around the ground were covered in it. In one roll, they all disappeared. The divine grade spiritual stones and immortal stone fetuses were all involved in the war between the gods. In the robe.
Then, he shuttled up from the ground, came to the ground, and looked at the sky quietly.
Swish, swish, swish... .
In the sky, the sword light surged and gathered into the pattern of a demon god. It condensed into a figure and formed a person. This person was a young man. His body was covered with a layer of dark gold-colored armor, and his eyes were also dark gold. The color was actually exactly the same as the sixth-level Nether Clan master of the Great Sage that Yang Qi killed.
They are all the most noble members of the underworld in the Maha Hell.
Moreover, the aura and blood of this young man are more than a hundred times stronger than that of the Nether Clan that Yang Qi killed. This shows that he is not an ordinary Nether Clan, but a noble of the Nether Clan.
Among the Nether Clan, according to the blood concentration of the ancient Hades, they are transformed into nobles. The thicker the blood concentration, the greater the power and the more controller of hell.
Boom!
However, this young man's cultivation level is not very high. He is still in the third-level Hengsha realm, which is not as good as the sixth-level Tianji realm. However, Yang Qi can feel that this young Nether tribe has a special ability. , he integrated with the entire Maha Hell in his breath, and his soul was placed in the origin of the entire Hades.
It turned out that just like him, he entrusted his soul to enter the Maha Hell.
In the Maha Hell, most demons do not have this ability. The soul can only be placed in the void outside the Maha Hell, and its power is very weak.
Yang Qi even felt that although this young man from the Nether Clan was at the third level, he was much stronger than Xiang Wanxu.
"Are you the disciple sent by the Immortal Realm this time to enter the trial in hell?" The young man from the Nether Clan held a long shadow-like sword and said to Yang Qi: "You are very good, you actually know how to collect the divine spiritual stones and Immortal fetus at the level of Immortal Stone. However, this thing is very useful to me, so hand it over. Even if you take it, you can't refine it."
"What if I say no?"
Yang Qi looked at this young ancient Nether Clan nobleman with great interest, and a smile appeared on his face: "It is really rare for a Nether Clan nobleman to have such a strong Netherworld bloodline."
"If you say no, you will die. This time, the Immortal Realm actually opened the passage to Maha Hell, allowing monks from the human world to enter it for trials. The Nether Clan nearby in our hell also know it. My name is Minglang. I am also the Netherworld. Sent by the clan for a trial, to complete the task of sniping and killing your monks in the human world."
Ming Lang's eyes flickered, and the divine light shone in one direction.
"Interesting, our trial, you Maha Hell also has tasks, it seems you can get points by killing us?" Yang Qi spread his palms slightly.
"Of course, but you are not the strongest among your trial disciples, right? You are only a second-level great saint, and you dare to snatch divine spiritual stones and fairy fetuses. You are really ignorant and fearless." Ming Lang shook his head, "Kill After killing you, let’s find the strongest person to kill you. The Underworld Sword steals the soul!”
The long shadow sword shuttled back and forth again and arrived in front of Yang Qi. The tip of the sword was a shadow, pointing directly at the center of Yang Qi's eyebrows. Above the tip of the sword, there was an extremely powerful suction force that seemed to drain away his soul and spirit. Suck it out directly.
Faintly, there seems to be an elegy, and the light of dusk is flickering.
Yang Qi's body remained motionless and he didn't even look. He grabbed the air with his palm. Time and space froze, and the wind and clouds surged. Suddenly, the shadow sword stopped three inches between his eyebrows and could no longer pierce.
when!
Yang Qi stretched out his fingers and touched the tip of the sword.
Suddenly, a devastating wave passed from the tip of the sword, and the entire sword trembled violently, like a snake with cramps.
puff!
Ming Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood, sheathed his sword, and ran back. He jumped high into the sky, integrated with the space laws of Maha Hell, and rushed outside.
Boom!
Yang Qi's arm was shot out of the air, and the God's hand was pressed against the place where Minglang disappeared. It was deafening immediately. The entire magic mountain was almost collapsed by the shock. A piece of void seemed to be solidified and turned into glazed crystal. Minglang's body was beaten into a thin blade.
"Nine Transformations of the Netherworld!"
That thin wave of ghosts evaporated into a blood-colored mist all over the body. The whole body twisted nine times, and suddenly a mysterious force burst out. It was like an ancient giant worm, drilling into the void and disappearing into the wormhole. Traces of it disappear in a flash.
"Huh? This is an ancient magical skill." Yang Qi didn't notice that Ming Lang had such a hand. He opened the Lord's Eye and saw through the fog, but he still couldn't find where Ming Lang had gone.
"This person is amazing. He was able to escape from my hands. He is the best among the Nether Clan." Yang Qi nodded, "In this Maha Hell, the Nether Clan's power is too great. I can't compete with it now." , I am too lazy to chase him, and will wait for the trial to end as soon as possible so that I can return to Xuankong Mountain. I believe that after this trial is over, the fairy world will give me an initiation, and my strength will increase again, and by then I will be comparable to some monsters. Lord, meet the Blessed Mother and see if she is my mother."
His body twisted and disappeared.
puff!
In the far distance, on a dark golden wave ocean, Minglang landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was pale, and he held a long sword in his hand. When he looked carefully, he found that there were cracks on it.
"The Sword of Shadow, this is the assassination sword forged by the master forger of our Nether Clan, a person in the heavenly realm, but it was shattered by that person's finger. I am the best among the Nether Clan, and The original combination of Maha Hell is imprinted in it. The blood concentration of the ancient god of Hades has reached a high level. I can even fight against eighth-level demons. How could I be defeated by this second-level great sage and human monk? In your hand?"
Ming Lang didn't believe it.
His eyes were deep and green, glowing as he recalled the battle scene just now. However, just thinking about it, I shuddered because he tried his best to escape with his life. If he had been a little slower, he would have died by now.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Just as Ming Lang couldn't figure it out, powerful auras came one after another, and they were the masters of the ancient Ming clan.
These masters of the Ancient Nether Clan are all young people, but their blood contains a very high concentration of the blood of Hades, the God of Hades, and they are obviously all outstanding nobles among the Ancient Nether Clan.
A female Nether Tribe came down and saw the seriously injured Ming Lang, and suddenly laughed: "Ming Lang, what's wrong with you? After hearing the order from our Nether Tribe elders to eradicate the monks from the outside world, you rushed over immediately. We thought you wanted to Stealing the top prize, but how did it become like this? You are a genius among our younger generation. You have a higher bloodline concentration than us, but your realm is just a little lower."
"Hmph! How could I fail? It's just that many people besieged me and I was defeated." Ming Lang said.
"Haha, Minglang, you are still lying. We have all received the news. Many masters who entered the Maha Hell this time killed each other. Only one powerful figure is left. That figure is called Yang Qi, who is now in the position of immortal. Ranked first on the list above. Our elders from the Nether Clan issued a killing order and ordered all demon masters to hunt down this person. Once he is killed, he will immediately receive generous rewards, and even receive rewards in the future. A chance to meet the Lord of Hell."
A master of the Nether Tribe, a seventh-level Great Sage, said: "So, Ming Lang, we conclude that the character you met is Yang Qi, and he must have injured you, so you don't have to hide it. "
"What, is this happening?" Ming Lang's expression calmed down.
"We guessed it." The female Nether Tribe said: "Let's go, quickly take us to the place where you fought, besiege Yang Qi, we killed him, the credit is huge."
"Let's go!" Ming Lang didn't even think about it, he immediately jumped up and flew towards the place where he had just fought.
However, many masters of the Nether Race flew to the place, but Yang Qi was missing. Only this destructive scene of space collapsing and the earth sinking was left.
Everyone saw that in the void, a huge palm print always existed, and a piece of the entire space was dug away, or collapsed into it.
"My God, this person can leave a palm print in the void? The void is not a mountain, a tree, or a material thing. What can leave a palm print in the void is to permanently change the laws of this area. This is the ability of the heaven. .”
The eyes of an ancient master from the Nether Clan almost popped out of his head.
Indeed, the void is just a mass of nothingness. A monk's fierce attack can distort the void, but no matter how fierce the attack is, the void will recover afterward, just like a stone smashed into the water. The water begins to ripple, but soon It calmed down after that.
No one throws a stone into the water, and the water will bloom forever.
Water is like this, let alone void.
But now, Yang Qi has achieved this, and the traces left by God's hand will never fade. Like a palm print on a stone, it is engraved for eternity.
{Thanks to the Bloody Duke for the reward}