The remaining fourth-level great saints were all a group of native chickens and tile dogs. Yang Qi didn't care at all. How could he threaten him? Even the eighth-level great saint and the infinite-level great saint could not do anything to him.

His soul and Maha hell are truly combined, and are invincible. The power is great, as majestic as a mountain, as deep as a sea.

Sitting in the depths of Maha Hell, his heart felt the darkness of hell, and his whole body was wrapped in a bloody mist. The blood of this blood weapon appeared noble purple, just like the blood of God.

At this moment, Yang Qi wanted to concentrate his bloodline to the extreme and extract the blood of God.

The cultivation of Shenxiang Prison-Suppressing Spirit has reached the present, and the "Fist of Heaven" has changed into "Hand of God". Although it is powerful, it has not obtained the true meaning. It is necessary to communicate with the ancient heaven, combine the power of heaven with itself, gradually purify the bloodline, and extract the blood of God from that bloodline.

If God's blood can be obtained, the power of God's hand will be further improved.

Now Yang Qi's hand of God is still powerful.

The whole body flickered, and deep in the entire Maha Hell land, the ore of the spiritual veins squirmed like a snake, and the earth was churning. Many of the magic stones flew out, turned into energy, burned into flames, appeared behind Yang Qi, and became his power to sense the ancient paradise.

Behind him, the phantom of the ancient heaven became clearer and clearer, and the holy light shot on his body, making his whole body crystal clear and unpredictable. There is an invincible mystery.

The blood in his body was concentrated, concentrated, and then concentrated. A faint breath of God, the smell of dominating the heavens, was born from the depths of his heart.

This is a sign of condensing the "blood of God".

Now, Yang Qi's realm is the second level of the Great Saint and the Nirvana level, and he places his soul in the depths of Maha Hell. His cultivation achievement has surpassed many people throughout the ages, and only some of the strange things in the immortal world are comparable to him.

Next, the third level of the Great Saint is the level of the Constant Sand. Once it is cultivated, its body can disperse and it can be transformed into particles of the Constant Sand. If the Qigong surges again, its power will rise to a higher level.

Especially Yang Qi's ancient giant elephant particles, they have the artistic conception of the stairs of the stairs of the celestial sand.

Once he reaches the level of Hengsha, he cannot even understand the power of Qigong himself.

"The hand of God, the blood of God..." Yang Qi activates the true energy to reach the limit in his heart, and countless heavenly secrets and days are in chaos, pouring into his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have seen through the various developments in the future. A long river of time and history has run through the future of billions of years, without a source, and without an end.

In his body, all the breath of God was condensing, as if the mist was liquefiing and was about to turn into dew.

Indeed, when the breath of God condenses to the extreme, God's blood will be produced.

After a while, in the dark, the holy light of the ancient heaven suddenly flourished. In Yang Qi's body, the breath of God became more and more intense. When he reached the end, he suddenly shook.

All the breath of God entered the deep part of the eyebrows, condensed in the ancestral orifice, and turned into a drop of light and light. This blood is pure and transparent, dominating all things, and giving birth to light and darkness. It is absolutely neutral, absolutely invincible, and transcending the existence on the great way.

"Okay! Finally, after going through thousands of blessings and sufferings, we have cultivated a drop of God's blood!" Yang Qi was overjoyed, "With this drop of God's blood, it can be used to exert the strongest power of God's hand. Even when facing the eighth-level great saint, we still have the power of a battle."

However, before he was happy, suddenly, the marks of the gods deep in his eyebrows were shocked, as if they had sensed the existence of God's blood, and actually emitted waves of golden light, sucking God's blood in.

"Um?"

Yang Qi was shocked and felt that the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows was empty, and the blood of God, which had just been cultivated through hard work, was gone without a trace.

After the little golden man in the Gods Seal absorbed this blood of God, there were dense cracks on it. The crack was not really cracked, but something that was thousands of times higher than the fairy mark, and something that was not in this world.

The little golden man seemed to have grown a little bigger.

The mark of the gods is broken. As Yang Qi's cultivation level improves, the mark will not increase any further.

Buzz!

After absorbing the blood of God, the little golden man was shocked, and a mysterious truth of the great way was passed out from its body and penetrated into Yang Qi's mind.

Suddenly, Yang Qi seemed to have felt the birth and death of the universe, the reincarnation of life, the movement of the sun and the moon, the birth of stars, the transfer of planes. Many immortal worlds, the secrets of hell, and even the infinity of time and space.

A force instantly washed his whole body, making his sacred aura become more and more intense. With his breathing, he seemed to shake the sky. His eyes opened. In hell, he could see the barrier of the plane of billions of immortals above the extremely high sky, in the highest place, the existence of heaven.

The divine elephant in his body was vaguely changing, and the shackles of order in the Pure Land of the gods were vaguely changing. The holy marks were stained with the aura of the marks of the gods. The holy marks were no longer holy marks, but a divine mark that was more stable than the fairy marks. In Yang Qi's body, the particles of 30 million ancient giant elephants were undergoing essential changes again. Each of these giant elephant particles turned into the true appearance of an elephant-headed human body, with a long nose swept over and fell from the sky, and each nose was absorbing the power of the ancient heaven in the dark.

This has greatly increased Yang Qi's throughput ability.

Although the Gods' Seal absorbed the blood of God he condensed, the things that were fed back were even stronger, making the holy marks in his body gradually transform, essentially a kind of thing that transcends the fairy marks.

The hand of God, under the urging of this holy mark, is almost as powerful as possessing the blood of God.

With a big hand, a piece of sky broke. He snatched the ground, and the dark gold-like ground disappeared out of thin air, and deep caves appeared. In the bottom layer thousands of miles below, there were endless demonic energy and mineral veins. Those mineral veins were all Maha hell stones, and these hell magic stones were essentially spiritual stones.

Yang Qi opened his mouth and sucked it, and the Pure Land of the Gods became like an endless black hole, absorbing the magic stone of hell.

Yang Qi was walking in Maha Hell, and the magic stones deep in the ground were absorbed in large quantities. As soon as he entered the Pure Land of the Gods, he was refined, and all the demonic energy was eliminated and turned into spirit stones.

A large number of holy and heavenly spirit stones were sucked up.

The minerals deep in the Maha Hell are really rich. This is equivalent to the high plane of the fairy world. Even ordinary fairy worlds cannot compare with Maha Hell. The ore energy level contained in it is extremely high. Almost ordinary ores are all holy and heavenly. If transported out, they are peerless treasures.

Of course, the premise is to wash away the demonic energy on the spirit stone.

Unfortunately, Yang Qi, who can cleanse the demonic energy in the entire Hanging Mountain and do not lose it, has no other semicolon. Of course, the ancestors, the Holy Mother and some epic elders can cleanse it, but unfortunately the price is very heavy. If the demonic energy enters the body, it will have a serious impact on future cultivation.

"Well? There seems to be an ore vein in the distance, with the demonic energy soaring into the sky, which is beyond the heavenly-grade spirit stone!"

While absorbing a large number of spirit stones, Yang Qi was also using his own cultivation to induce.

He placed the imprint of the soul in Maha hell, and his perception and hell all kinds of breaths were lush. When he blended and melted slowly, he could know many mineral veins.

In the distance, there seems to be a mineral vein, showing a unique atmosphere.

It is the breath of "Divine Spirit Stone".

The divine spirit stone is second only to the immortal stone. Even masters at the extremely high level of the Heavenly Realm need this spirit stone to replenish energy and cultivate true qi. It is the best auxiliary to the step-by-step practice of the Heavenly Realm.

Boom!

Yang Qi arrived at that place, a tall mountain of demons, hundreds of thousands of feet high, rushed into the depths of the rolling demon clouds. At the foot of the mountain, the demonic energy was rolling, and almost the innate demon spirit was derived.

In Maha Hell, there are majestic demon mountains everywhere, and a demon tree is as high as a hundred feet, almost coming to a world of giants.

Yang Qi looked at it suddenly and found that a mineral vein, tens of thousands of miles deep in the Demon Mountain, was lying quietly in the depths of the earth.

At the source of the ore vein, it is a stone the size of a house.

This stone was covered with demonic energy. As soon as the divine thoughts touched it, they would cry and howl, and their minds were shaking. If it weren't for the wonderful magic of the magical power of the Divine Elephant and Prison Control that Yang Qi practiced, he would have been deviled.

This stone, the size of a house, has existed for many thousands of years. It absorbs the demonic energy day and night, and finally transforms into the Great Demon Lord. A demon fetus has been nurtured among the stones!

"Good stone!"

When Yang Qi looked at it, he knew that even the eighth-level master of the Great Saint could not touch it. Otherwise, he would be transformed into a demon and turned into a demon.

His body sank and entered the depths of the ground. The dark and golden Maha hell surface could not stop his body at all. When he encountered the magical image of the prison guarding force around him, it turned into water, making him sink.

Only he can do this ability.

Generally, it is difficult for the great saint to break the ground of Maha Hell.

After a while, he came to the depths of this ore vein and saw the stone. The magic stone as big as a house dissipated. Yang Qi saw a spirit stone as transparent as crystal, containing powerful energy, and a sacred aura emanated from it. In the deepest part of the magic stone, a huge fetus sat cross-legged in it, which was a naturally condensed stone fetus.

The fetus had clear eyebrows and eyes, thick hands and feet, and was constantly absorbing the demonic energy and the energy of the entire mineral vein, trying to be born from it.

"Demon fetus!" Yang Qi's body shook slightly, knowing that he had picked up a treasure. The demon fetus was bred in this magic stone. Once it was born, it was gifted and extremely powerful. At least it was at the level of the Great Saint, or even stronger.

If you wash away the demonic energy by yourself, the demonic fetus will be transformed into a fairy fetus.
Chapter completed!