I Evolved The Heavens

Pangbo, who was about to save, had a sudden stop and sat back again, shaking off all the fallen leaves.

His cold and wild eyes dimmed for a moment, and it was not until a long time before they gradually brightened, revealing the joy of the rest of his life and the joy of escaping for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

Pang Bo laughed and jumped off the altar.

When he came up, he gave Yang Yi a bear hug, and patted Yang Yi on the back excitedly: "Good brother, I knew you would come to save me. I didn't guess wrong. If it wasn't for this support, I It's almost refined by that old monster."

With a smile, his tears kept streaming down, wet Yang Yi's clothes.

His soul was sealed by the 19th generation of Qing Emperor Sun for more than two years, and the other party wanted to refine him all the time.

If it wasn't because this flesh body was his, if it wasn't because the other party was a remnant soul, he would have been refined long ago.

That kind of loneliness and helplessness is the most frightening.

Yang Yi was silent, just patted Pangbo.

As if he also felt that he had lost his temper, Pang Bo let go of Yang Yi.

He is an optimist and quickly adjusted.

Looking down at the spirit in Yang Yi's hands, Pangbo laughed: "Oh, this is the spirit of the old monster. This old monster Damn it very much, and wants to ask me if I have a secret about you, coveting you from Mount The book Tai brought."

Yang Yi smiled slightly and said: "There are no god books, they are the sacrificial writings of the ancient emperors to sacrifice the heaven and the earth."

"That's right, the altar was originally used to sacrifice to the heavens and the earth, and the piles must be sacrificial texts. It is estimated that no one who lacks the heart will also sacrifice Cultivation Technique."

"Yeah, it made me happy at the beginning. By the way, how do you plan to deal with this spirit, I can help you refine it into your spirit, or just extract the memory in it."

"It doesn't matter if he refines his soul, he is a demon, but we are human beings, so let's draw out his memory, as he compensates me."

Yang Yi nodded, his five fingers clenched slightly, and the spirit in his palm let out a scream.

But soon, the scream stopped abruptly.

When Yang Yi opened his palm again, there was only a brilliant divine light floating in the palm of his palm, as if he saw countless scriptures circulating in it, and then he casually punched Pangbo's eyebrows.

Pangbo closed his eyes, digesting huge memories.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, with a look of joy.

The nineteenth-generation grandson of the Qing Emperor was originally a strong man in Sendai First Stage. Having the memory of the other party means that his cultivation to the First Stage of Sendai is a matter of course.

Yang Yi said, "Pangbo, because I extracted this memory, I also learned the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes."

Demon Emperor Jiu Zhan is the Azure Emperor Secret Technique, attacking Wushuang.

Pangbo waved his hand and said: "We are brothers. You have learned that I am too happy to be too late. You don't have to tell me. By the way, Ye Zi, is he not with you?"

"He is in my inner world and still outside. This is just my incarnation."

Yang Yi said: "According to the discussions between me and Ye Fan, I secretly killed the old monster, and you will pretend to be him and stay in the monster clan. As the nineteenth generation grandson of the Qing Emperor, you still have some appeal to those monster kings.

As you know, the defense here is tight, and it is not convenient for me to bring him in with him.

If you want to see him, just find an opportunity to leave the customs. "

Pangbo nodded, this is indeed a good choice, at least there is no need to worry about the cultivation resources in the future.

The two chatted for a long time before Yang Yi said goodbye.

Pang Bohao said: "Then you leave first, and I will leave soon, when the time comes, the three of us have a good drink. This Northern Dipper star field, our name will definitely spread all over the world in the future."

Yang Yi smiled slightly, then turned and left.

Leaving the Hall of Immortality, he did not rush to leave, but searched in Minor World, and soon found the treasure house of the Green Flood King. He remembered that there was a shell of a desolate ancient sacrament in it.

This thing didn't have much effect for him, but it was different for Ye Fan. From it, he could learn the method of cultivation exclusively for the Holy Physique, and it could also be used as a protection card.

The spirits stay in it, and they can fully display the combat power of Sendai First Stage, and they can escape even in the face of great power.

As for Yang Yi's value, it is naturally the Qingjiao King's collection. This old demon king has lived for thousands of years and must have collected a lot of treasures. Since he is here, he can't come back empty-handed.

The treasure house is located on a huge mountain. The mountain rises into the clouds, and the peak is on the top of Qionglou Yuyu, as if you have come to the Heaven Court.

Yang Yi turned into a mass of vitality and floated to a huge palace.

This is the center of Minor World, and there are some old demons who are sitting in person.

Although they were old-fashioned and wrinkled, once they broke out, they were still astonishing, and there was little problem with killing the Dragon Realm.

Silently, Yang Yi entered the treasure house through the thick white jade gate.

The vitality inside was damp, and the precious light flickered, so that people could hardly open their eyes.

The treasure house has a large area, divided into the Ninth Stage Hall, the brilliance is shining, and there are treasures everywhere, making people feel like a dream!

Golden Sacred Sword, Red Blood Demon Spear, Red Bronze Sacred Bell, Panlong Baoding, etc., there are all kinds of spiritual weapons of various levels, and there are even several king soldiers among them, which are surrounded by divine light.

In addition to the spirit weapon, the other is a variety of precious materials, shining and dazzling.

Blood Dragon Wood, Phoenix Grass, Dragon Pearl, Red Copper Essence, Colorful Guteng, Star Meteorite...

All kinds of materials shine and have everything you need.

Yang Yi has the most collections of all kinds of elixir and treasure medicine, but there are not many materials like these refining tools and formation materials.

Soon, he was attracted by a mysterious aura and involuntarily stepped towards the deepest part of the treasure house.

In the Ninth Stage Hall, there are more kinds of treasures here, there are many treasures and magical materials, piled up into mountains, dazzling and dazzling.

In the center of these treasures is a corpse of dry ice, sitting motionless cross-legged. Although the flesh and blood have dried up, they have not decayed, and they are tightly attached to the bones.

Withered flesh, strong bones, but with an Immortal power, it seemed to come across time and space.

This remains, of course, is a desolate ancient Eucharist.

His back is straight, like a real dragon flying in the air, his head is not drooping, and he looks straight ahead with an imposing aura.

When Yang Yi approached, the remains of the desolate ancient corpse trembled, and the surrounding treasures dimmed, and a breath of connection rooted in the depths of the blood flowed between him and the remains.

Yang Yi suppressed this connection, he waved his hand to collect the remains of the ancient Eucharist, and then began to collect all the treasures along the road from the Ninth Stage Palace.

It didn't take long for the treasures in the entire treasure house to be swept away, and it was estimated that the mice would have to cry and leave when they got in.

Yang Yixin smiled, the collection of an old demon king is too rich, and the variety is very complete, unlike his collection, except for the elixir, even Medicine Pill.

He turned into a vitality again, following the gap of the Bai Yumen out of the treasure house.

As soon as Yang Yi left the treasure house, he saw Yan Ruyu flying in from the sky, accompanied by a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, with a relaxed smile on his face.

He couldn't help but smile and moved away quietly by a few dozen miles.

He was actually not worried that King Qing Jiao would be able to find him, but worried that Yan Ruyu, because there was Emperor Qinglian on his body, he might find his traces.

Although Yang Yi is not afraid, he also doesn't want to grow out of it.

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