Sage Emperor

The rest of the four great saints are a bunch of native chickens and dogs. Yankee doesn't care how they can threaten him. Even the eight great saints, the infinite number of great saints, can't do anything about him now.

His Numen and Mojo Hell are truly united, unwavering. The power is great, like a mountain of majesty, as deep as the sea.

Sitting in the depths of Mojo Hell, his heart feels the darkness of Hell and his whole body is wrapped in a bloody mist. The blood of this bloody weapon presents a noble purple color, like the blood of God.

At this moment, Yankee is going to concentrate his blood to the extreme and extract God's blood.

Goddess Town practiced hard to reach now, “Heaven's Fist” changed to “God's Hand”, powerful, but did not get the truth, really began to play the power, had to communicate with ancient heaven, with the power of heaven, and with himself, gradually purifying the blood veins, and extracting God's blood in that vein.

If God's blood is available, then the power of God's hand will rise to the next level.

Now Yankee God's hand, the power is just as good.

Blinking all over the earth, a strip of spiritual ore creeping like a snake, the earth flickering, many of which flew out, turned into energy, burned into flames, appeared behind Yankee's back and became his power to sense ancient paradise.

Behind him, the phantoms of ancient heaven became clearer and clearer, and the holy light lasered on his body, making his whole body crystal clear and unpredictable. There is an invincible magic machine.

The blood of the whole body, concentrated, concentrated, reconstituted, a hint of God, the smell of heaven, was born deep in his heart.

This is a precursor to condensing out the Blood of God.

Now, the realm of Yankee is the Great Sacred Second Stage, the Nirvana Stage, and the Numen are entrusted to the depths of Mojo Hell. Fixing achievements surpassed many people in ancient times. Only some fairy interface genius can compete with him.

Next, the Great Sacred Third Step, which is the Hengsha Step, can be transformed into a particle of Hengsha once it is completed and the body is separated. That Qigong will rise again, and the power will rise to a higher level.

Especially Yankee Ancient Giant Elephant Particles, itself has the status of the Hang Sha Stage in it.

Once cultivation reaches the step of Hengsha, the power of Qigong cannot even be clearly touched by himself.

“The hand of God, the blood of God...” In Yang Qi's mind, he pushed the true qi to the limit, and countless days of chaos and infusion into his mind. At this moment, he seemed to see through the development of the future, a long river of time and history, through the future of hundreds of millions of years, without a source and without an end.

His body, all the breath of God, was agglomerating, and it seemed that the fog was liquefying, to turn into dewball.

Indeed, when God's breath gathers to the extreme, God's blood is produced.

After not knowing how long, in the midst of the underworld, suddenly the ancient heavens of the holy light flourished, in Yang Qi's body, God's breath grew more and more intense, reaching the end, suddenly a shock.

All the breath of God, into the depths of the eyebrows, concentrated in the ancestral know-how, turned into a drop of light blood, pure, transparent, dominating all things, born light and dark, is absolutely neutral, absolutely invincible, transcending existence on the avenue.

“Good! Finally, after all the suffering, a drop of God's blood has been repaired!” Yang Qi is delighted, "with this drop of God's blood, scattered into his body, he can exert the strongest power of God's hand, even in the face of the Great Eighth Holy Order, there is the power of the First World War. ”

But just before he was finished, all of a sudden, the impressions of the gods deep in his eyebrows, a violent shock, seemed to sense the presence of God's blood, emitting a glimmer of gold, sucking God's blood into it.

“Hmm?”

When Yankee was surprised, she felt her eyebrows empty and the blood of God, which she had worked so hard to repair, was gone.

And after the little golden man, who was stamped by the gods, absorbed this divine blood, there was a dense and numb crack, which was not a real crack, but a thing 10,000 times more advanced than a fairy mark, something that was not in this world.

Little Goldman seems to have gotten a little bigger.

Gods imprint, is broken, this imprint will not grow as Yang Qi improves.

Wu!

After absorbing the blood of God, the little Golden Man shook up, a truism of the Avenue of Xuan Ao, coming from its body, into Yang Qi's mind.

Suddenly, Yankee seemed to feel the extinction of the universe, the revolution of life, the movement of the sun and the moon, the birth of the stars, the shift in position. Many fairy worlds, the mysteries of hell, even the infinity of time and space.

A force that instantly washes his whole body, making his divine aura, more and more intense, between breaths, seems to shake the heavenly dome, eyes open, in hell, above that very high heavenly dome, the barrier of the hundreds of millions of immortals, in that high and highest place, that heavenly being.

His whole body of god township, many of the shackles of order in the pure soil of the gods, changes in rarity, the holy marks of one way, the smell of the gods' imprint, the holy marks are no longer holy marks, but a more solid divine mark than the fairy marks. In Yankee bodies, 30 million ancient giant elephant particles, each of these giant elephant particles, are transformed into the true appearance of an elephant head, the long nose sweeps, falls from the sky, and each nose draws from the underworld, the power of ancient heaven.

This led to a dramatic increase in Yankee throughput.

Though the Gods' imprint absorbed the blood of God from which he condensed, the feedback was more powerful, allowing the holy marks in his body to gradually transform, essentially a thing that transcended the fairy marks.

The hand of God, inspired by these holy marks, is almost as powerful as having the blood of God.

As soon as Yang Qi grabbed it, a heavenly dome burst. He fished towards the ground, and the dark golden, metallic ground disappeared empty-handed. Deep caves emerged. In the bottom layer of 10,000 miles, it was a burgeoning magic and mineral vein. Those veins, they're all molten hell stones, these demon stones, they're essentially spiritual stones.

Once Yang Qi opens his mouth, the pure land of the gods is like an endless black hole, absorbing the demonic stones of hell.

Yang Qi walked in Mo Hao Hell, and the demonic stones deep beneath the ground were sucked up in large quantities, and as soon as he entered the pure soil of the gods, he was refined, and all his magic was eliminated and turned into spiritual stones.

Lots of sacred objects, celestial spirit stones sucked up.

The deep mineral deposits of Mojo Hell are really rich, which is the equivalent of the high level of the Immortal Realm. Even the general Immortal Realm cannot compare to Mojo Hell. The ore energy level contained therein is extremely high, almost ordinary ore, are sacred goods and heavenly objects, and transported out is the ultimate treasure.

Assuming, of course, that you can wash away the magic from the spirit stone.

Unfortunately, Yang Qi alone has no nickname for being able to wash away the magic throughout the mountain. Of course, the grandmaster, the Virgin Mary, and some of the elders of the epic class are able to wash, but unfortunately the price is heavy, slightly bad, and the magic in the body will have a serious impact on future modifications.

“Hmm? In the distance, there seems to be a mineral vein, where the magic rushes to the sky, beyond the existence of the heavenly spirit stone! ”

Yankee is absorbing a lot of spirit stone, and is also using his own modification to desensitize.

He entrusted the brand of the Numen to Mojo Hell, to perceive and to smell all kinds of water and milk. Melting, slowly melting between, you can know many mineral veins.

In the distance, there seems to be a mineral vein that reveals a distinct aura.

is the aura of the "Divine Spirit Stone”.

Divine spiritual stone, after the existence of immortal stone, even the very high realm of the celestial position, needs such spiritual stone to replenish energy, to cultivate true qi, is the best aid to the heavenly position to walk one step at a time.

Boom!

Yang Qi reached the place, a tall mountain of demons, hundreds of thousands of highs, rushed into the depths of the rolling demon cloud, at the foot of the mountain, the demons rolled over, almost derived the innate demons.

In Mahogany Hell, there are magnificent and magnificent mountains of demons, a tree as tall as a hundred trees, almost to a giant world.

Yang Qi looked hard and found that in the deepest part of the mountain, tens of thousands of miles underground, a mineral vein, appeared as a long river, lying quietly deep in the vein.

At the source of the mine, is a house-sized stone.

This stone, the demonic atmosphere laid the heavens and the earth, the deity slightly touched it, the ghost cried and the mind swayed, if not for the wonder of Yang Qi's cultivated god prison, the whole person would have been demonized.

This house size stone, I don't know how many thousands of years have existed, day and night absorb magic, eventually to transform into Gestapo, in the stone, all gave birth to a magic tire!

“Good stone! ”

At first glance, Yankee knew that the stones in this vein, even the master of the Great Holy Eighth Order, could not be reached. Otherwise, it is also demonized and the whole human being turned into a demon head.

As soon as his body sank, he entered the depths of the earth. The dark golden ground of Hell could not stop him. When he encountered the power of the idols around him, he turned into water and let him sink.

Only he can do that.

Normally the Great Saint, it's hard to blow up the ground of the Mojo Hell.

Shortly afterwards, he came to the depths of this vein and saw the rock. The house size of the magic stone, the magic dissipated, Yankee saw the crystal as transparent, containing powerful spiritual stones, the sacred breath dispersed on it, at the deepest part of the magic stone, a huge fetus, sitting at the knee end of the plate, is a natural condensed stone tire.

The foetus had clear eyebrows, thick hands and feet, delicate, constantly absorbing magic, and the energy of the entire vein, trying to come out of it.

“Tires!” Yang Qi's body shook slightly and knew he had found the treasure. Once born, this stone is endowed with an extraordinary gift, extremely powerful, at least at the level of the great sacred cultivation, and even stronger.

If you wash away your demon qi, the tire will be converted into a fairy.