Sage Emperor

Chapter 1240: The Grumpy Beast Class

The Grumbling Beast instantly sees himself as King of Condensed Godheads.

Yankee thinks the beast is too strong and invincible. By now, he was more than 10,000 times stronger than he was in the world, but still felt like he was no match for a grunt beast.

His eyes and grunt beast looked at each other, communicating with each other. Between moments, he seemed to understand the voice of the grunt beast. The other was admiring himself and was able to practise as king of divinity.

Looking at the Grumpy Beast, Yang Qi thought carefully and felt that his Qigong had been refined again, because of the breath on the Grumpy Beast, which made him more deeply aware of the Grumpy Goddess. The reason why he was able to rob the body of the True Demon, and the power of Goddess Town completely combined, was because the first was to understand the Grumpy Goddess, and the second was to enlighten the Great Tomb Goddess.

With these two doors as a cushion, he will be able to combine the two extremist forces to cultivate the realm of today.

“Yankee, are you finally here? ”

Beatrice's joyful voice came out, and then her body moved, and she reached Yang Qi's face: “Two years, we haven't seen each other in two years, you've practiced as a god, I hear..."

Her eyes blinked.

She communicated with Sanskrit and others, knowing that while Yang Qi was still in the Quasi-God, she reached the high will. In condensing the King of Divinity, Yang Qi is now a god. Although in her view, Yang Qi's body is very weak and not worth mentioning, she knows that this must be Yang Qi's hidden means.

For Yankee, she understands so deeply that she can't stop dying.

The unparalleled power often erupts from Yankee's body.

Now Bi Fang, now not before, understands a lot, after two years of cultivation, practice, and meeting with many big people, she already knows the horror of the king of divinity. In the immortal Divine Dynasty, the children of countless big people want to congeal the king of divinity, but unfortunately none can succeed.

Yang Qi looked at Bi Fang and saw clearly that her cultivation was in the early days of the median god, but the divine character in the body was very powerful, seemed to have been quenched by a special method, the divine character was definitely not a normal divine character, in which it was like a great divine character, surrounded by many small divine characters, like celestial bodies running.

“That's a strange trick, child goddess.” Yang Qi immediately realized that it is the goddess of the Son Mother recorded in an ancient book. Although it is not as powerful as the king of goddess, it is also extremely difficult to cultivate. It is necessary to undergo all kinds of fission, to produce huge divine energy, and then go through the test, 9981 gates before it is possible to cultivate success. However, once it succeeds, the goddess of the Son Mother is extremely powerful, and not ordinary goddess can be comparable.

Divinity, there are all kinds of things.

King of Godheads, is the strongest and strongest.

There are also some mutant deities, such as the Son Mother Deity of Bitu, and the Seven Skills Deity, colorful deity, invisible deity, psychic deity...

Ordinary practitioners are all ordinary deities. Only some master special methods, special means plus special physical characteristics can achieve special deities.

It's like 3000 special Physiques of a practitioner in the world.

King of Godheads, is Fateless.

And the other gods are the Eternal, the Creator, the Returner, the Eater, the Ripper, the Leader, the Agitator..... and each particular body is much more powerful than the ordinary cultivator.

Now, the Yang Wars, the Sanskrits, the shepherds, including the "last” and so on cannot be condensed into special divinity, not because they cannot qualify, but because they do not have enough resources, but because it is not too late to say that the dead sheep make up the prison, so long as enough resources are available, they can reshape the divinity again, and with their own qualities, break and stand, they can also cultivate special divinity.

Except for the King of Divine Spirits to practice from the Quasi-God and succeed as he gathers, other special spirits can be slowly condensed later.

Kings are kings. They cannot be generated the day after tomorrow. They must be innate.

“Gentlemen, this is my friend, Yankee.” Beatrice dragged Yankee to her banquet to help introduce her: “Let me introduce you, this is the 'Lord of the County of Chamorro’ of the Eternal Life Dynasty. ”

“Okay." Yankee looked at a woman, the superior god, sitting there with great temperament, raising her hand and throwing her feet between her feet, and there was a compelling taste of nobility and shame, as if she were a chicken and a hound, and this woman was a superior.

This woman nodded slightly and did not open her eyes to Yang Qi for a moment, because Yang Qi is still a lower god, this is the case when the upper god looks at the lower god, not to mention that this woman's identity is the county owner of the immortal god, even if it is the seal of the Divine Gate, there are other giant unhegemonic complete gods who saw her, all must be saluted and good, at least sit flat.

At the moment, Beatrice introduced Yankee to a circle, all lightly nodded, not warm, everyone was in the way of Beatrice's face, otherwise Yankee would be blown out with one sleeve.

Little next god, coming to mess up the banquet, it's just a thrill.

Yankee doesn't care, either. He doesn't want to do anything big right now because of this little thing. He doesn't want to keep a low profile or care about the rudeness of these people.

Now, the banquet restarted, and Yankee got a place, just to the left of Bitum, at a separate table, with lots of fruit and wine on it, all rare, and the wine was a sacred wine, made of many medicines from the divine realm, even exercised in a dandelion furnace, with a nose full of fragrance.

However, the original atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

It was like a court of court, a group of royal nobility banquet, but suddenly came in a beggar, ate and chewed, naturally disrupted the atmosphere, which made the personality impersonal.

People don't talk about sex.

Half an hour later, finally, a man couldn't stand it. He was a master at sealing the Gate, a superior god, extremely powerful, no less than a white fist champion. This man was wearing a black robe, playing with a silver knife in his hand, looking at Yankee, and suddenly he said: “First of all, this friend of yours, is an elite disciple? Don't know where to do things now? ”

“Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, 2nd floor.” Yang Qi nodded slightly: “Just about to go somewhere better. ”

“Oh, hiding on the second floor of the pavilion is not a good place.” This black robe, the silver knife man said: "It's not an elite disciple to go out, this seat is in the temple of criminal law, but there are some friends, why don't you go to the temple of criminal law, there is a lot of oil and water to collect, I don't know what you mean? ”

His tone of speech, high above, seemed to be a charity.

Indeed, oil and water, the disciples of the Temple of Criminal Law are the richest in oil and water. They can extort a large amount of wealth by law enforcement, capturing people, picking random people wrong, and any disciple of the Temple must give them face. Otherwise, find a fork to arrest you, torture you and beat you to death.

Though the seal of the Divine Gate is strict, there are still many loopholes to drill.

Ordinary disciples are afraid of trouble. They are caught by disciples of the Temple of Criminal Law. They are also skinned without dying. They have no choice but to destroy their wealth.

However, the disciples of the Temple of Criminal Law are not so good. Such disciples are either powerful or have a large background in order to be able to attempt to reach this fat poor, and within the Temple of Criminal Law, partisan fighting, factional lining, it is not comfortable that things often go dark and dark.

Yankee wanted to go back in time, but she had no background and could not earn the job.

Now this black robe man, using charity to get Yankee to do his job, is unacceptable, and he can see the tone of this man.

“That's not necessary.” Yang Qi was not overwhelmed: “I heard that the Temple of Criminal Law has an examination for the admission of disciples, I can try it myself. ”

“Really? Young man, you're really confident.” Next to the man in black, a little giant sealed the gates: “Do you know how many people go to the Temple of Criminal Law every year? How many were disabled again? How many disciples are discouraged or even dead? Examination of the Temple of Criminal Law is the hardest, what is a bloody trial? It's just an introductory phase. ”

“Haha, Silver Knife Tianzhen, you are the son of the Temple of Criminal Law, extremely high status, and you are one of the examiners every year. This kid is going to apply for the Law Enforcement Disciple of the Temple of Criminal Law, why don't you try it here? If you pass, you are qualified to take the exam. If you fail, don't be embarrassed. ”

There is another master of sealing the Divine Gate. This time, the master of sealing the Divine Gate who came to the Bitu banquet, all of them are superior gods, the status of Hehe. Originally, Bitu did not deserve to fall in front of them, but now Bitu became the princess of the immortal Divine Dynasty, the mother-in-law, the status is much higher than them, and they can only conclude.

But the knot came to a knot and came out with a Yankee that made them sick and felt like they were going to hit hard.

“Or you can.” The man in the black robe, called Tianzhen the Silver Knife, nodded and looked at Yang Qi: “So, you want to take the exam, just as I am one of the examiners, try your means. ”

Between the words, his fingertips, a silver airflow emerged, converging in the air into a small silver knife, uncertain, as if it were a silver swallow, flying around.

“How?” Yankee is not too busy.

“It's very simple,” said Tianzheng Silver Knife: “My knife qi, condensed into silver swallow, can be turned into a knife technique called silver swallow pillage type 36, as long as you can resist, you can almost pass the exam, I can give you a fu, sign up directly, how about? ”

“Then light it up.” Yankee snapped his finger and cared less.

“The ignorant are fearless.” A group of people are in the dark, Silver Knife God, is the son of the Temple of Criminal Law, what does the Temple of Criminal Law do? A little silver knife in the hands of a special killing, conscription, silver knife. I don't know how many demons have been slaughtered, how many strong men, his knife technique, is called “God sees sorrow, the ghost cries. ”

Even if a little knife is released, it can defeat countless median gods, and even the early figures of the superior gods may not be able to resist.