A group of ancient Nether Tribes stared blankly at the Void Handprint. The female Nether Tribe even flew up, rotating around the huge palm, and pointed out at the same time.
when!
She clicked on the void handprint, and the sound of gold and iron came from that space.
The space is pinched into a solidified crystal. This crystal is strong and has a faint sacred aura on it, which can drive away evil and destroy evil intentions.
"Awesome, so awesome." There was a trace of terror on the face of this female Ming clan. She turned her head and said to Ming Lang: "Ming Lang, how long have you met this Yang Qi and how long have you been fighting with him?"
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Ming Lang's face: "With one move, he blasted me away. The space condensed and crushed me into a pancake. If I hadn't used the best Nether Insect among the Nine Transformations of Netherworld, Change, he would have killed me a long time ago. Even so, it has consumed half of my energy."
"What? A move?"
Many of the Ancient Nether Clan were trembling, "Minglang, your strength is indeed the best among the younger generation of our Ancient Nether Clan. You can successfully place your soul in the origin of Maha Hell. You have the most potential. He can only perform one move in his hand?"
"It seems that we should not chase Yang Qi. It is very likely that he will kill us all by himself. This void palm print profoundly explains everything."
"Go back quickly and report to the elders of the clan."
"Let's go..."
This group of masters from the Ancient Underworld Clan left just as quickly as they came. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.
In the days that followed, Yang Qi was leisurely, cultivating and condensing the blood of God, while collecting spiritual stones from the underground veins to refine the essence.
In these days, he condensed the blood of God very quickly, but every drop of God's blood he condensed was sucked away by the marks of the gods on the little golden man between his eyebrows. However, the marks of the gods would feed back part of the "divine power" to bless his holy body. On top of the mark, making his holy mark stronger.
For a great saint, the importance of the stigmata is equivalent to the vitality of his life. The stronger it is, the harder it is to destroy, and the longer and more powerful its vitality is.
Now, Yang Qi's holy mark has been blessed with the breath of God through the feedback power of the Little Golden Man, and has essentially surpassed the holy mark.
However, it is not as powerful as Xianhen.
It's like a drop of mercury and a river.
Yang Qi's holy mark is now a drop of mercury, and the holy mark is a large river. The essence of mercury is much stronger than a water drop, but the power of a large river, rushing endlessly, is stronger than a drop of mercury.
This is the difference between the current Yang Qi and the masters in the Heavenly Realm.
Now Yang Qi can only compete with the eighth-level Infinite level characters. He is no match for the Epic level, not to mention the monks in the Heaven Realm. However, his essence is stronger than the Heavenly Realm.
Therefore, it was possible to leave a palm print in the void that would last forever.
As time goes by, his cultivation level increases day by day. After reaching the third level of Hengsha of the Great Sage, the fourth level of truth, and the fifth level of King of Light, people in the heavenly realm may not be able to kill him.
As he continued to condense like this, not only him, but he could even feel that the little golden man deep in his eyebrows was strengthening, restoring the glory of the gods, and becoming more agile and erratic than before.
Suddenly, Yang Qi's heart moved.
He seemed to be in the distant depths of the universe, high in the sky, and felt several other scents that were the same as the marks of the gods. These scents disappeared in an instant and then disappeared.
"Could it be that besides me, there are other marks of gods between heaven and earth?"
Yang Qi was startled.
"By the way, the marks of the gods are fragments. I don't know who broke them into pieces. The fragments fell from the supreme heaven and fell in all parts of the universe. This piece of mine may be one of them, just like King Zhu Xian. The tokens are the same. I have to continue to collect the fragments of the Gods’ Marks before I can complete the Gods’ Marks.”
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, the little golden man between the eyebrows once again spread a heavy thought to him: "Split... Reunion... The Lord... will appear..."
This idea seems to be an inscription left by an ancient god in the void.
"What? Could it be that by re-condensing the marks of the gods, the Lord will appear?" Yang Qi understood the inscription, and he gradually understood what the "Lord" was, an existence beyond the gods, a god above the gods. King of gods, Lord of gods.
However, in his current realm, it is impossible for him to come into contact with things of that level. The fairy world and many fairy planes are like myths and legends to him, let alone gods.
Boom!
Just as he was thinking carefully, his whole body shook, and he felt a huge suction force, trying to pull him out of the Maha Hell plane.
He moved a little and stopped struggling, because he knew that the strongest trial had reached the time of contact, and the Immortal List was summoning many disciples who had not fallen.
Whoa…
A divine light appeared above his head.
It turned into a heavy whirlpool and absorbed him, and his entire struggle disappeared without a trace. Waiting for the next moment, he had escaped from the Maha Hell and appeared on a high step.
At the top of this step is an immortal list.
On the immortal list, the two characters Yang Qi are the largest, shining in all directions, suppressing all the names. The densely packed names below, in front of his brilliance, are a group of fireflies, and he is the scorching sun.
"Yang Qi is out!"
"The strongest trial is over. Yang Qi is at the top of the list with the absolute number of points. This time he will definitely get unparalleled rewards and rewards in the fairy world."
"Yes, no one could have imagined that Xiang Wanxu, Jing Xing, and Fa Wuyi would all die in his hands. Do you see his realm? He is already the second level of the Great Sage, relying on the Nirvana level of the soul."... …
As soon as Yang Qi appeared, countless old antiques, countless monsters, humans, and major forces in the entire Hanging Mountain immediately set off a huge wave. Everyone witnessed the birth of this myth.
The legendary Eight Changes entered the Maha Hell. Not only did they not die, but they were promoted all the way, killing the top master and winning the first place. The essence of many demon clans was lost. Even the majesty of the ancient giant elephant clan was swept away.
"When the young master came out, my heart was completely relieved, and a stone fell to the ground." Jingzhen said proudly.
"The young master is not simple. Have you seen it? The aura on his body is that of a second-level great sage, at the level of Nirvana. His soul is placed in the Maha Hell. This has been the case throughout the ages. Even a monk can't do it." Yan Wubing said in horror.
"What? The young master placed his soul in the Maha Hell?" Jing Zhenang was startled: "This is not an act of self-destruction. No, this cannot be successful. The Maha Hell is a great place in the legend. In hell, unless you are a descendant of Hades who is born and raised there and has a very high blood concentration, you can succeed. No monk has this possibility. This is much more difficult than trying to place your hope in some immortal planes."
"The young master has a mysterious power that can control demons and purify hell." Yan Wubing said: "You don't have to worry about this. The origin of Maha Hell is more powerful than the one above us that controls the many planes of the Four Wastes. The Taihuang Heaven is much larger. There are only advantages and no disadvantages in entrusting the soul in it. Of course, the premise is that the young master can resolve the boundless evil intention and not be demonized. But now it seems that this worry is unnecessary. "
"Next, let's see how the Immortal Realm will reward you. The young master is the first this time. As soon as he comes out, the Immortal Realm will sense it and bring down energy, as well as various magic weapons and spiritual stones." Whale Zhenang is also looking forward to it.
At this moment, the Lion Clan, the Shark Clan, the Leopard Clan...these demon masters whose sons were beheaded by Yang Qi saw Yang Qi appear and gritted their teeth. They wished they could rush to the Immortal Platform immediately and kill Yang Qi on the spot. , but they didn’t dare. Yang Qi was the number one person in this most powerful trial in the Immortal Realm. Now he was protected by the Immortal Ranking. If he rashly rushed to kill him, he was provoking the majesty of the Immortal Realm. Even Patriarch Xiangtian did not dare to do this.
"Master Xiangtian, then Yang Qi has come out, how should we kill him?" Deep in the main peak of Xumi, Yuan Tiangang, the leader of the ape tribe, gritted his teeth at Patriarch Xiangtian.
"We can't take action now." Patriarch Xiangtian said solemnly, "This time the Immortal Realm has a huge formation. It specially opened the hell passage and opened the Maha Hell to select the peerless geniuses. Let's see how the Immortal Realm copes with it next. Wait and see what happens. After all, his strength is still shallow, and my ancestor is a strong man in the heavenly realm. If he decides to kill him personally, there is always a good chance."
"What?"
Several great elders of the ancient giant elephant epic level were shocked: "Elder Xiangtian, your identity means that you want to personally kill this person? This..."
"If I don't take action personally, this boy will become stronger and stronger, and he is likely to become a serious problem in the future. Moreover, I feel that he has an evil force that can plunder the blood of our ancient giant elephant family and strengthen himself." Patriarch Xiangtian said. Grabbing and crushing the space, "So, this child must die. I have sent a letter to the sky to inform us that the immortals of the ancient giant elephant clan who have ascended know that this child must receive attention."
"What about the Holy Mother?"
"Holy Mother? This Patriarch will naturally have a way to suppress him."
"Ancestor, the energy from the immortal world has come down... That is... the Taihuang Immortal Medal, the Jade Palace Golden Talisman..." Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang screamed and pointed at the immortal list.
Boom!
The whole world was shaking, and countless of the strongest trial disciples appeared on the high platform one after another. They looked at the top of the highest list, and a golden channel was opened directly, with thick jade liquid in it. The long river rushed down, all impacting towards Yang Qi, who won the first place this time.
Golden light channel, long river of jade liquid.
In the long river, there are jade talismans flowing one after another, full of fairy spirit. These jade talismans are as dense as sand, some are like mountains, some are like birds, some are like flames, and some are like dragons and snakes. …..
This is a kind of energy that does not appear in the mortal world at all.
Even if you get a trace of this energy, it is the best tonic for a Qi practitioner. Many old antiques recognized it as the elixir, spiritual treasure and rune of the immortal world, the "Jade Palace Golden Talisman".
It is the supreme immortal who cultivates the most powerful treasure liquid for peerless masters in order to reward outstanding disciples in the human world.