Sage Emperor

Chapter 12335: New Beginnings

Whether it is to make a magic stone or make a magic money, Yang Qi is now surplus to the blade, consuming as much divine power as the Gods imprint can replenish him.

That is, as long as he never stops making kamikaze, don't say millions, even tens of millions, billions, billions... can be manufactured without stopping.

He could be a money printer.

This is very different from not being a god. Before he became a god, he made the magic money, wasting his own divine power, without losing it.

HUGE HUGE... After today, he is undoubtedly the great riches of the divine world. Whether it is the making of the Divine Stone or the Divine Money, it can make him a real huge riches. No one can compare to him. The King of Divine Spirit condenses out. Not only has his own strength surged to the point where he can almost compete with the full Divine Spirit, but the mark of the Divine Spirit has been completely developed and there is no possibility of any more divine power deprivation.

Even more powerful, the Gods' imprint also has various functions, Yang Qi just used this imprint to create a small emptiness god kingdom, took in a mountain of imperial divine stones, and then collected millions of golden bills, which is the ability of the Gods to imprint.

Yankee is now a god, but he does not have the ability to make the divine kingdom, to create a stable divine kingdom that exists in the void turbulence of the divine realm, not what the full god can do, and he is now in the early “inferior god” period.

Functions of the Gods' imprint, to be applied in the future, research, development, Yankee knows that as he improves, more capabilities will be tapped step by step, definitely not so much now.

“Gather! Emperor level Divine Stone Mountain, give me a high concentration and turn into divine level Divine Stone! ”

Looking at the divine kingdom created by the seals of the gods, the imperial level divine stones like mountains, Yang Qi once again sprayed out a bite of energy, all the energy of the king of divinity in the body sprayed, turned into bear fire and crushing power, so that the imperial level ore of a divine mountain, constantly shrinking, shrinking again, finally changed the quality.

Boom Lung!

Huge energetic feedback made Yankee's face pale and his divine powers depleted again.

The divine power that he consumes this time will not be replenished in 10,000 years of ordinarily subordinate divinity. But then there were a few blinks, the gods' imprints extracted the void divine source, rolled down, supplemented himself, and made him recover again.

The Imperial Divine Stone, like a hill, shrunk into a big fist. It has been converted into a divine stone of sacred rank. As soon as it is taken out of the divine kingdom, the sacred notes begin to echo, as if there are gods and countless saints, arguing that it is baptizing and making people feel very comfortable.

This is the sacred stone.

inferior quality, ordinary, superior, hounds, emperors, sacred, perfect. Among them, the Imperial Divine Stone, the quality is already very noble, countless people want to get it, to hand over to the seal of the Divine Gate can get many merit value, and the divine Stone of the Holy Grade, then you will not encounter it.

This kind of sacred stone, often in a large, tall mineral vein, does not appear. Only after countless earth fissions and catastrophes, deep within those catastrophes will a coherent divine atmosphere emerge.

Boom!

Heaven and earth change, sun and moon tide.

Holy Stone, condensed out by Yankee.

However, Yankee feels that he is able to concentrate, but this is much more concentrated, endlessly concentrated, although there is no shortage of divine power, but in a moment of concentration, a very strong will is needed to support, the spirit is fine twice at a time, but more often, it is still possible to cause indelible damage.

So, treat yourself as a money printer, or less.

“Combat power!” Yang Qi moved his arms and silenced the seals of the gods. There was no need for the power of the seals of the gods at all. Instead, he made all his own modifications. He punched himself out, and the space in front of him split, and a strong storm blew out, and the ghosts cried and cried.

However, he did not care, the spiritual mind dissipated slightly, and the storm subsided and was forced into the depths of the void, which changed as his divine powers changed.

He stepped into the void and saw the whole dark void deep, infinite mysteries, time and space turbulence, shaking everywhere, hiding the myriad secrets of the divine realm deep in the unknown. The great figures of the divine realm are all living in the turbulent stream of time and space, not on the surface of the divine realm.

The divine realm is not as simple as it seems, but it contains countless small worlds.

Yang Qi stepped into the depths of the void and saw that not far away, an infinitely huge divine kingdom, standing, centered on this divine kingdom, emitted bright brilliance, illuminated all around, calmed the fluctuations of space turbulence, this divine kingdom is the divine kingdom that seals the divine gate, where Yang Qi lives.

But he can't barge in right now, but he still needs to get to reality. By sending a truthful entry, it's good that he now knows the great mystery of the whole Shinton goddess kingdom, and benefits a lot.

With one hand, the void was torn again, reaching reality, and the space was like a screen closing.

And his body, which appeared on another hill, moved a thousand miles away in an instant.

“Although the space is extremely fast, but it takes a great deal of energy, and it takes a strong spirit to constantly carry out coordinate positioning in the depths of nothingness and reality, and the spirit of thinking is extremely strong in order to be able to achieve it. No wonder the white fist champion didn't dare to move in random moments..." After Yang Qi came out, he enlightened for a while, a little bit, and nodded darkly, “Today, with my fix, he can reach the sixth floor of the highly poisonous continent, to see what treasures there are? Or go back to the pie first? The white-haired boxer thought I was dead, but did not expect me not to die, but to reach the realm of the King of God. But I have to figure out how to hide the king of godliness, I have now reached the realm of godliness, I can apply to become an elite disciple, but the elite disciple needs to check the godliness... still solve the hidden problem, go to the poisonous continent to practice one and two, and get all the wealth on the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth floors of the Mixed Furnace Temple! ”

Yang Qi thought about it. Instead, he disappeared in the door pie for three months. There was no problem in disappearing for another three months. The white seal should cover himself. He said that he was going to complete the task. The white fist emperor would not make an infarction, but would pretend not to know himself.

Some disciples of the sealed Divine Gate, disappearing for many years, have no problem, even more dramatically, some disciples disappear after a hundred years and come back, disappearing for a few months will not be suspected.

At the moment, he stamped a demonic seal, hid his divine breath quietly, pretended that no one was there, entered the divine kingdom of sealing the Divine Gate, and did not return to the Gate. He immediately stepped into the transmission array and sent it to a highly poisonous continent.

In a highly poisonous continent, still covered in fog, but how can Yankee be scared today? Directly along the way, a little gas work, entered the Mixed Furnace Temple. At this time, the Mixed Furnace Temple in his eyes was completely different. He saw that the entire temple was truly well constructed, innumerable large arrays of dense numbness, embedded in it, hidden and space combined, as if two pieces of steel burned red together, constantly forging, eventually fused together, which must be indestructible.

Got to the fifth floor.

Yankee was still relaxed. As soon as he grabbed it, a black hole appeared deep inside his palm, absorbing all the toxins on the fifth floor, he condensed them into a highly poisonous space crystal on his palm. Release this stuff and destroy most of the superior gods, but refine it to avoid hurting yourself.

He doesn't need this now, but his brothers can use it.

He wants to kill the White-haired Fist Emperor now, punch him directly, and the other side will split apart, completely annihilate, and he will not leave a point where the Numen exist.

My brothers are all inferior gods. In the early days of the median god, dealing with a man like the White-haired Fist Emperor will no doubt die. If you have these highly toxic space crystal defenses, then you can definitely destroy the upper god, but the highly toxic space crystal explosion will hurt you. These things Yankee needs to study carefully, add his own Qi power quenching, so that the toxins in the highly toxic space crystal, the transceiver and the heart, this is the very high boundary in the refiner.

It's secular, people blow up their enemies with huge barrels of gunpowder, but if someone refines gunpowder to only blow up and not hurt themselves, they're invincible.

Looking at the sixth floor, Yang Qi stepped onto the stairs, the poisonous fog deep in the sixth floor, really combined with space, in a viscous liquid, derived infinite changes, just stepped onto the stairwell, it was in the space turbulence flow, and it was a highly poisonous space turbulence flow, not only the nature of the space turbulence flow, but also very poisonous.

Fortunately, Yankee condensed into the king of godliness, did not care, the Gods' imprint was slightly provoked, the golden light worked, the repression of the emptiness of time and space, the infinite time and space storm was completely suppressed, Yankee waved her sleeves again, the Gods' robe hunting sounded, between one sleeve, all the sticky poison in these six floors was swept away, income deep in the sleeve, Yankee saw everything in the sixth floor.

The ground on the sixth floor, which is pure gold, has now become a dark gold smell, as if it were the color of the deep depths of Mahogany Hell, clean on the ground, nothing, as if everything had melted, no baby.

But Yankee saw at a glance, the columns in the palace, there are nine, each columns is coarsely hugged, the top of the columns is filled with ju sand, the blood is painted like blood, it looks brand new, it seems still flowing, it seems that someone just painted it with their own blood, Yankee knew at first glance, this blood symbol, very ancient, but the most powerful hand painted it, after countless years of toxin erosion, blood is still like fresh, it will not rot at all.

“What an amazing god, what an amazing seal, it looks like the treasure is in the nine columns.” Yang Qi missed something in his heart.