In the ore veins deep underground, spirit stones give birth to demon fetus.

The size of a house-sized spirit stone is a divine spirit stone that surpasses the heavenly-grade spirit stone. The demon fetus nurtured among the spirit stones has an energy level of an immortal stone.

This is what Yang Qi finds magical.

Getting this huge divine spirit stone and the fairy stone fetus in it is of great benefit. In the future, you will not lack energy. Moreover, when the fairy stone fetus is washed away from the demonic energy, Yang Qi can directly be nurtured in the purity of the gods and become his external incarnation.

In addition to having incredible energy, the fetus born in this spirit stone also has many gifted things.

With a wave of his hand, he wanted to collect this spiritual vein, along with the divine spirit stone and the fairy stone fetus, which was the biggest gain.

Just as he collected it, a sharp sword energy flew from the sky, penetrated deep into the ground, and actually turned into the void and assassinated on his back.

This sword was fast and mysterious, and a ray of light was passing through the wormhole, ignoring the space laws of Maha Hell.

No one can describe the speed of this sword, and it is also the top secret.

Even Yang Qi couldn't dodge.

The sword light assassinated Yang Qi's back, and Yang Qi arched his back, bang! An invincible force shook out from his body. As soon as he was as the center, a chain of space ripples and order flew out. When he touched the sword light, the sword light was shaken into powder.

He swung his sleeves, and the battle robe of the gods expanded. The ore veins that were hundreds of miles underground were shrouded in it. They all disappeared in one roll. The fetus of the god-grade spirit stone and the immortal stone were all involved in the battle robe of the gods.

Then, he walked up from the ground, came to the ground, and looked at the sky quietly.

Swish swish swish swish....

In the sky, the sword light surged, gathered into a pattern of a demon god, and condensed into it to form a person. This person was a young man. On his body, there was a layer of dark gold armor, and his eyes were also dark gold. It was exactly the same as the master of the sixth-level Nether Clan whom Yang Qi killed.

They are all the most noble people from the underworld in Maha Hell.

Moreover, the aura of this young man was so strong that he was more than a hundred times that of the Nether Clan killed by Yang Qi. It can be seen that he was not an ordinary Nether Clan, but a nobleman in the Nether Clan.

Among the Nether Clan, according to the concentration of the ancient Nether God's bloodline, it turns into a noble family. The thicker the bloodline concentration, the greater the power, the more the controller of hell.

Boom!

However, this young man's cultivation is not very high, and his realm is still in the third-level Continent Sand realm, which is not as good as the Nether Clan in the sixth-level Heavenly Secret Realm. However, Yang Qi could feel that this young Nether Clan had a special ability. He integrated it with the entire Maha Hell in his breath, and his soul was placed in the origin of the entire Nether Clan.

It was like myself that he had placed his soul into Maha Hell.

In Maha hell, most demons do not have this ability. They can only place their souls in the void outside Maha hell, and their power is very weak.

Yang Qi even felt that although this young man of the Nether Clan was at the third level, he was much stronger than Xiang Wanxu.

"Are you the disciple sent by the fairy world to enter the trial in hell?" The young man from the Nether clan held a long sword like a shadow and said to Yang Qi: "You are very good. You actually know how to collect the divine spirit stones and fairy stone-level fairy fetus here. However, this thing is very useful to me. I will hand it over. Even if you collect it, it is impossible to refine it."

“What if I say no?”

Yang Qi looked at the young ancient Ancient Nether nobleman with interest, and a smile appeared on his face: "It is really rare for a Nether nobleman with such strong Nether God's bloodline."

"You said no, the end of death is death. This time, the fairy world actually opened up the channel of Maha Hell, allowing the monks in the world to enter the trial. The Nether Clan near our hell also knows it. My name is Minglang. It is also sent by the Nether Clan to test, and complete the task of sniping you monks in the human world."

The dark wave's eyes flashed, and the divine light shone on one side.

"Interesting, we are trying, you Maha Hell also have tasks. It seems that killing us will also have points?" Yang Qi's palm spread slightly.

"Of course, you are not the strongest among you trial disciples. Only the second-level great saint dares to snatch the divine spirit stones and fairy fetus. It's really a ignorant person who is fearless." Ming Lang shook his head, "Kill you, find the strongest kill. The Nether Sword Takes the Soul!"

The shadow sword shuttled through again and arrived in front of Yang Qi. The sword tip was a shadow pointing directly to Yang Qi's eyebrows. On the tip of the sword, an extremely powerful suction force seemed to suck out his soul and soul directly.

It seemed like there was an elegy, and the light of dusk was flashing.

Yang Qi's body did not move, and he couldn't even look at it. He grabbed his palm in the sky, time and space solidified, and the wind and clouds surged. Suddenly, the shadow sword stayed three inches between his eyebrows and could no longer stab it.

when!

Yang Qi stretched out his finger and pointed it on the tip of the sword.

Suddenly, a devastating wave passed through the tip of the sword, and the entire sword trembled violently, as if it was a snake with a cramped tendon.

puff!

Minglang squirted out a mouthful of blood, put away his sword, and rushed back. He jumped high, blending with the space laws of Maha Hell, and rushing outside.

Boom!

Yang Qi's arm was shot out from the air, and the hand of God was pressing against the place where Minglang disappeared, and it was immediately deafening. The entire Demon Mountain was almost shocked and collapsed. A void seemed to have solidified and turned into glass crystals. Minglang's body was beaten into a thin leaf.

"Nine Changes in the Netherworld!"

The thin dark wave evaporated a blood-colored mist all over his body. The whole person twisted nine times, and suddenly a mysterious force burst out. It was like an ancient giant insect, drilling into the void and disappearing. The traces of the wormhole flashed and disappeared.

"Well? This is an ancient magical skill." Yang Qi did not notice that Minglang had such a skill. He opened the Lord's eyes and saw through the fog, but he still couldn't find where Minglang went.

"This person is amazing, and he can actually escape from my hands. He is the best among the Nether Clan." Yang Qi nodded, "In this Maha hell, the Nether Clan's power is too great. I can't compete yet, and I'm too lazy to chase him. Wait for the end of the trial as soon as possible. Let's go back to the Hanging Mountain. I believe that the fairy world will give me an initiation after the trial, and my strength will be improved again. At that time, it can be comparable to some demon lords. When you see the Holy Mother, see if she is my mother."

His body distorted and disappeared.

puff!

In the distance, a dark wave landed on a sea of ​​dark golden waves. A mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was pale, holding a long sword in his hand, and carefully observed that there were cracks on it.

"Sword of Shadow, this is the assassination sword forged by the forging master of our Nether Clan and the figures in the Heavenly Realm. It was actually broken by that person with his fingers. I am the best among the Nether Clan, and I am imprinted in it with the origin of Maha Hell. The blood concentration of the ancient Nether God has reached the high level, and even the eighth-level demon, I can fight, how could I be defeated by this second-level great saint and human cultivator?"

Minglang doesn't believe it.

His eyes were deep, and he emitted a green light, and he recalled the scene of the battle just now. However, when he recalled it, he shivered because he tried his best to escape his life. If he slowed down a little, he would be dead now.

"Tsk tsk, tsk tsk..." Just as Ming Lang couldn't figure it out, one powerful aura after another came, and they were all the ancient Nether Clan masters.

These ancient Nether Clan masters are all young people, but the bloodline of the Nether God and the King of the Nether Clan contained in their blood is extremely high, and they are obviously the best nobles among the ancient Nether Clan.

A female Nether Clan descended and saw Ming Lang who was seriously injured, and suddenly laughed: "Ming Lang, what's wrong with you? Hearing that our Nether Clan elders wanted to eliminate the orders of outside monks, you rushed over immediately. We thought you wanted to steal the first skill, but why did it become like this? You are a genius among the younger generation, and a person with a higher blood concentration than us, and they are just a lower level."

"Hmph! How could I fail? It's just that many people besieged me and I was defeated." Ming Lang said.

"Haha, Minglang, you are still lying. We have all received news. This time, the many masters who entered Maha Hell, they killed each other, and there was only one powerful person left. The character named Yang Qi, who is now ranked first on the list of the Immortal Plan. The elders of our Nether Clan issued a pursuit order, ordering all demon masters to chase this person. Once they kill him, they will receive a generous reward immediately, and even get the opportunity to pay homage to the Lord of Hell in the future."

A master of the Nether Clan, a figure who has already reached the seventh level of the Great Saint, said: "So, Minglang, we concluded that the person you met was Yang Qi. He must have hurt you, so you don't need to hide it."

"What, is this happening?" Ming Lang's expression calmed down.

"We guessed it." The female underworld clan said, "Let's go, take us to the place where you fight, siege Yang Qi, we killed him, and we have made great contributions."

"Let's go!" Ming Lang didn't think about it, and immediately jumped up and rushed towards the place where he had just fought.

However, many masters of the Nether Clan flew to their original place, but Yang Qi disappeared. Only this destructive scene of the collapse of the space and the sinking of the land.

Everyone saw that in the void, a huge palm print always existed, and the entire space was poached or collapsed into it.

"My heaven, can this person leave a palm print in the void? The void is not a mountain, a tree, or a matter. What can leave a palm print in the void is to permanently change this space law. This is the ability of the heavenly position."

An ancient Nether Clan expert almost glared out.

Indeed, void is a ball of nothingness. A fierce attack by a monk can twist the void, but no matter how fierce the attack is, the void will recover afterwards, which is equivalent to a stone smashing into the water, and the water begins to ripples, but it will calm down soon.

If no one hits a stone into the water, the water will permanently bloom with a splash of water.

This is the case with water, let alone void.

But now, Yang Qi has done this. The traces left by God's hand will never decline. They are like palm prints on stones, engraved with eternal eternity.

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