Chapter 1235 A new beginning

Whether it is to make divine stones or divine bills, Yang Qi is now at ease. He will replenish the divine marks of the gods as much as he consumes.

In other words, as long as he never stops creating divine money, not to mention millions, even tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or one billions... can be made without stopping.

He can become a money printing machine.

This is very different from not becoming a god. Before becoming a god, he made a god bill and wasted his divine power, which would not be worth the loss.

The rich man... There is no doubt that after today, he is a rich man in the divine world. Whether it is making divine stones or divine money, he can become a real rich man. No one can match him. The king of divine nature has condensed, not only has his own strength increased to the point where he can almost compete with the perfect god, but his marks of the gods have been completely developed and there is no possibility of lack of divine power.

What's even more amazing is that the Gods Seals have various functions. Just now, Yang Qi used this mark to create a small Void Divine Kingdom, collected all the imperial-level divine stones from a mountain, and then collected millions of divine bills, which is the ability of the Gods Seals.

Although Yang Qi has become a god now, he does not have the ability to create a kingdom of gods. He wants to create a stable kingdom of gods. It is not something that a perfect god can do. He is now in the early stage of the "lower god".

The various functions of the Gods' Seal still need to be used, studied and developed in the future. Yang Qi knew that as he improved, more abilities would be discovered step by step, and it was definitely not just like this now.

"Condensation! The imperial-level divine stone mountain has a high degree of condensation for me and turned into a sacred-level divine stone!"

Looking at the divine kingdom created by the divine marks, the emperor-level divine stones are like mountains, Yang Qi sprayed out another breath of energy. All the energy of the divine king in his body was sprayed into a raging fire and crushing ability, causing the imperial ore of a sacred mountain to shrink continuously and shrink again, and finally the mass changes occurred.

Boom!

The huge feedback of energy made Yang Qi's face pale and his divine power was exhausted again.

The divine power he consumed was impossible for ordinary lower gods to recover after ten thousand years of hard practice. However, in a few blinks, the gods' marks extracted the source of the void, rolled down, replenished himself, and restored him again.

The imperial-level divine stone, like a hill, shrank into a large fist. It has been transformed into a sacred divine stone. As soon as the divine stone was taken out of the Kingdom of God, the sacred notes began to echo. It seemed that there were gods and countless saints, discussing the Tao and baptizing people, making people feel very comfortable.

This is the sacred level divine stone.

Low quality, ordinary, high-quality, princes, emperors, sacred, and perfect. Among them, the emperor-level divine stones are already very noble in quality. Countless people hope to obtain them. They can get many merit points when handed over to the Fengshen Sect. However, the sacred divine stones are hard to come by.

This kind of divine stone is often a high-level and large mineral vein, and no one will appear. Only after countless earth fissions and disasters have occurred, strands of sacred energy will be condensed in the depths of those disasters.

Boom!

The changes of heaven and earth, the craze of sun and moon.

The sacred divine stone was condensed by Yang Qi.

However, Yang Qi felt that although he could condense it, he would have been able to condense it in this way and would have been condensed endlessly. Although his divine power would not be lacking, at the moment of condensation, he needed extremely strong will to support it. There was no problem with his spirit once or twice, but if he had too many times, he could still cause indelible damage.

Therefore, it is better to treat yourself as a printing machine to avoid it.

"Combat power!" Yang Qi raised his arms and silently kept the Gods' Seal. He did not need the power of the Gods' Seal. Instead, he used his own cultivation to punch him, and the space in front of him suddenly cracked open, and a strong storm blew out, and ghosts cried and howled.

But he didn't care. His spiritual thoughts were slightly emitted, and the storm subsided and was forced into the depths of the void, changing as his divine power changed.

He stepped across the void in one step and saw endless mysteries in the depths of the dark void, turbulent flows of time and space, shaking everywhere, and hidden countless secrets in the divine realm deep. The great figures in the divine realm all live in the divine realm turbulent flows, not on the surface of the divine realm.

The God Realm is not as simple as it seems, but it actually contains countless small worlds.

Yang Qi stepped into the depths of the void and saw an infinite and huge kingdom of gods not far away, standing up, centering this kingdom of gods, emitting bright light, shining around, pacifying the fluctuations of the space turbulence. This kingdom of gods is the kingdom of gods of Fengshenmen, where Yang Qi lives.

However, he cannot break in now, and still has to reach reality and enter honestly through the teleportation array. Fortunately, he now knows the huge mystery of the entire Fengshen Kingdom and benefits a lot.

With one hand, he tore the void apart again, and reached the reality, the space closed like a curtain.

And his body appeared on another mountain and teleported thousands of miles away.

"Although this space teleportation is extremely fast, it requires a lot of divine power and a strong spirit. It constantly coordinates the depths of nothingness and reality. Its thinking spirit is extremely strong, so it can be achieved. No wonder the white-haired King of Fighters dare not teleport at will..." After Yang Qi came out, he comprehended for a while, had a little experience, and nodded secretly, "Today, with my cultivation level, I can reach the sixth floor of the Poison Continent in one fell swoop. Let's see what treasures are there?

Should I go back to the sect first? The white-haired Fighter King thought I was dead, but he did not expect that not only did I not die, but was promoted to the realm of the King of Divine Characters. But I have to think about how to hide the King of Divine Characters. Now that I have reached the realm of the God, I can apply to become an elite disciple, but the elite disciples have to check the God... and solve the hidden problem. Let's go to the Poison Continent to practice for one or two, and get all the wealth on the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth floors of the Mixed Furnace Temple!"

Yang Qi thought about it, but he disappeared from the sect for three months. There would be no problem if he disappeared for another three months. Bai Yin should have covered him and said that he had completed the task. The White-haired King of Fighters would not interfere, but would only pretend not to know him.

Some disciples of Fengshen Sect have disappeared for many years, and there is no problem. What’s even more outrageous is that some disciples have disappeared for a hundred years and come back. No one will doubt it after disappearing for a few months.

At that moment, he used the Demon God Seal, quietly hid his divine aura, pretending that there was no one, and entered the Kingdom of the God of the Fengshen Sect. Without returning to the sect, he immediately stepped into the teleportation array and teleported to the Poison Continent.

In the poisonous continent, there is still thick fog, but how could Yang Qi be afraid now? He went straight along the way, and a little Qigong operation, and then entered the Hunfu Temple again. At this time, the Hunfu Temple in his eyes was completely different. He saw that the entire temple was indeed constructed with exquisite structure, countless large arrays were embedded in it, and they were faintly combined with the space, just like two pieces of steel burning red together, constantly forging, and finally merged together, which would definitely be indestructible.

Arrived at the fifth floor.

Yang Qi was still relaxed and relaxed. As soon as he grabbed it, a black hole suddenly appeared in his palm, absorbing all the toxins on the fifth floor, and condensed into a highly toxic space crystal on his palm. Releasing this kind of thing can destroy most of the upper gods, but it still needs to be refined to avoid harming himself.

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

Now he wants to kill the White-Haired Fist King. With one punch, the opponent will be divided into pieces and completely destroyed, and will not leave any remaining primordial spirit.

The brothers under him are all lower gods. In the early stage of the middle god, they will definitely die against people like the White-haired Fighter King. If you have these highly toxic space crystals to defend yourself, you will definitely be able to eliminate the upper god in one fell swoop. However, the explosion of the highly toxic space crystal will hurt you. Yang Qi also needs to study these things carefully and add to his own Qigong to temper the toxins in the highly toxic space crystals to transmit and receive from the heart. This is the extremely high level in refining weapons.

It is equivalent to the secular world that people use huge gunpowder barrels to blow up enemies and will also injure themselves. However, if someone refines gunpowder so that they only hurt others and not themselves, then they will be invincible.

Looking at the sixth floor, Yang Qi stepped onto the stairs in one step. The poisonous fog deep in the sixth floor was truly combined with space, and endless changes were derived from the viscous liquid. As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he was equivalent to stepping into the turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent turbulent tur

Fortunately, Yang Qi condensed into the king of divine nature and didn't care. The marks of the gods were slightly activated, and the golden light was made to suppress the void of time and space. The infinite storm of time and space was completely suppressed. Yang Qi waved his sleeves again, and the battle robes of the gods were rushing. In one sleeve, all the viscous and poisonous in the sixth floor was swept away. He entered the depths of the big sleeves, and Yang Qi saw everything on the sixth floor.

The ground on the sixth floor is pure gold, and now it has become a dark gold smell, just like the color deep in Maha Hell, clean on the ground, nothing, it seems that everything has melted and there is no treasure.

But Yang Qi saw at a glance that there were nine pillars in the hall, each of which was thick and hugged. The talismans on them were drawn like cinnabar and blood. They looked brand new and seemed to be flowing. It seemed that someone had just drawn it with his own blood. Yang Qi knew at a glance that this blood talisman was very ancient, but the strongest master had drawn it, and after countless years of toxin erosion, the blood was still as fresh as it was, and it would not decay at all.

"What a powerful god, what a powerful seal, it seems that the treasure is among the nine pillars." Yang Qi Niannian felt something in his heart.

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