I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan stared at his clone with serious eyes, because the Shennong clone said frankly that the Shennong's original body would die because of the clone. Yang Qingshan didn't want to risk his life outside, while his clone was getting worse and worse.

He has his own consciousness, and finally betrays himself and kills himself silently.

"My dear brother, I have always been very honest. When you look at me like this, I only have two thoughts. One is that you have fallen in love with me, and the other is that you want to turn me into a girl. I know that,

In this world of cultivating immortals, clones can be differentiated between men and women, big brother, please let me go."

"Sister, your mission is completed, come back." Yang Qingshan hesitated for a long time before saying coldly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he swallowed the clone and re-integrated it into his own body. He suddenly felt that his cultivation power was powerful.

A copy, as expected by Yang Qingshan, after not being together for a long time, the clone is secretly strengthening his cultivation and becoming rebellious.

"Damn it." Yang Qingshan cursed again, and now he felt completely at ease. He first glanced at the starry sky, where there was a fight for the Death Flag in one direction.

"Boy, don't go get the flag of the dead." Old man Tianyue came over and said.

Yang Qingshan shook his head, not knowing what it meant, and briefly talked about the clones of the Shennong clan in the world.

"Oh? There is also such a thing. It turns out that Shennong was killed by Tianyue's clone. I asked you why you melted the clone back into your own body as soon as you came back. Haha, let go of your preferences. I'm here to watch you.

Nothing will happen to the clone." Old Man Tianyue said with assurance.

"Humph, it's just you. You don't even know that my clone's cultivation has increased to the level of a great immortal." Yang Qingshan said angrily, turned around and flew to the highest point, overlooking his Dongtian Divine Mansion. He hadn't been here for more than half a year.

This place has become like a fairyland.

"Here, this is the control formation stone for your cave." Old man Tianyue took out a broken stone without any sense of aesthetics, and threw it to Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan looked at it, despised it, and immediately refined it. This time

He smiled with satisfaction and said: "Sure enough, it is only Nuwa who owns this powerful cave. This place... is almost... my territory."

"Of course, with the Five Elements Formation as the main one and some other special formations as supplements, even the Golden Immortal can't break it. It's just a pity that there is no very powerful attack formation. Otherwise, this would be a truly classic cave."

Old man Tianyue said proudly.

"It's a bit of a pity, let's accept it." Yang Qingshan smiled, and the entire huge planet began to change, emitting a strong light.

Some people flying nearby were immediately stunned by the sudden appearance of light in the originally dark starry sky in front of them, because it was a planet with all the power of five elements. However, just as this planet appeared, it disappeared out of thin air under the strong light.

It was as if it had not appeared just now.

"Artifact?" an old man said a little confused.

"Artifact? There is already a banner of the dead, and now it appears again? Old man, don't be ridiculous."

"Then what do you think it is?"

"This... hallucination."

"cut."

Everyone was talking about it. They flew over and found nothing, so they could only fly away with a grimace. A figure appeared in the starry sky they were looking for just now. It was Yang Qingshan who condensed Dongtian Divine Mansion into a orb. Now Dongtian Divine Mansion has changed.

It became a necklace and hung around his neck. Yang Qingshan smiled with satisfaction. After watching everyone leave, he carefully flew towards the direction of the Banner of the Dead.

After a month of flying, Yang Qingshan blended into a group of people watching the fun, and once again transformed into a down-and-out saint, discussing with everyone that the stars in the far distance were constantly twinkling, that was the six golden immortals fighting each other.

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"The Banner of the Dead isn't here either, so what's there to fight for?" Yang Qingshan said with a deliberate curl of his lips.

"Brother, you don't understand. The Banner of the Dead has been sealed. Now the six strongest Golden Immortals are fighting. Whoever wins the Banner of the Dead will belong to him." A younger brother said.

"So that's it. Where is the undead flag sealed? It's a divine weapon, how could it be sealed." Yang Qingshan said humbly.

"How would we know? If we had known, we wouldn't have waited here for the results." Everyone said with bitterness.

Yang Qingshan laughed and went to other people to inquire about the news. He saw many vendors in the crowd, so he bought a large amount of dark crystals and death energy crystals. After emptying out all the inventory of the vendors, Yang

Only then did Qingshan feel satisfied, but then another group of people flew in from outside. They were the more than a hundred people who had captured the Eighth Prince alive before. At this time, they flew proudly towards the distant battle.

"We've got a show to watch." Everyone got excited and took out various magic weapons to watch from a distance.

Yang Qingshan didn't have such low-level things, so he acted casually, but his eyes were like lightning, and he directly saw the light in the far distance, where the war ceased after a while.

In the far distance, six strong men separated, and they were hostile to each other. They came from different forces, and they were unhappy with each other, especially the royal family, the death light camp, and the people from Duobao Pavilion. These three forces were even more incompatible.

, but when the eighth prince of the royal family was tied up, everyone stopped and watched the excitement.

The member of the royal family is the fourth prince, and his cultivation level is the fourth level of the Golden Immortal. He looked at his eighth brother with a gloomy expression, wishing he could go up and give him a slap, but because of the royal family's face, he had to say with a cold face: "You are all dead camp.

You really have a good hand and caught a piece of trash."

"Haha, you're just lucky. A third-level warrior was casually defeated by more than a hundred of us. Your royal family's strength is getting weaker and weaker." said an elder from the Death Light camp, who is also a fourth-level warrior.

of cultivation.

"Huh, it's just the cultivation that comes from taking medicine." The fourth prince said disdainfully.

"You mean you don't care whether he lives or lives." said the people from the Death Light camp.

"You can do whatever you want, even if you die, you'd better think clearly, our prince's death squad is not something to be trifled with." The fourth prince sneered.

The people in the Death Ray camp fell silent. Although the royal family's suicide squads had average cultivation, they could use the crystal formation to an invincible level. The combination of ordinary cultivations could almost instantly kill the cultivation of the second level, and the captain level

Their mission can even compete with that of a fifth-level golden immortal, and what they are best at is plotting.

The people in the Death Ray camp looked around cautiously. Until now, the Royal Death Squadron has not appeared, but the Ghost Wail Squadron in the Death Ray camp is not easy to mess with. They should be secretly monitoring the opponent.

"You royal family and Liang Zi from the Death Light camp have not been resolved yet. Do you want us to help?" the great elder of Duobao Pavilion said coldly. He was the one with the highest cultivation level at the scene and stared at everyone with his eyes like an eagle.

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"No need." People from the royal family and the Death Light camp said at the same time.

"Haha, hurry up, the seal may not last too long." The great elder of Duobao Pavilion said with a smile.

The remaining three forces huddled together and remained silent as if watching the excitement, which only made the situation more tense.

"I quit." The fourth prince said softly as he looked at his eighth brother pitifully. With a wave of his hand, he withdrew from a safe distance: "But I, the King of the Banner of the Dead, will not give up."

"I give up too," said the elder of Duobao Pavilion, before exiting with his hands behind his back.

"Let's withdraw too..." the three groups of forces said at the same time.

At this time, only people from the Death Light camp were left in the field. More than a hundred people looked at each other, suddenly realizing that they had no position, and couldn't help but look at the most powerful deacon here.

The deacon's cultivation is at the second level, but he has an immortal weapon, so he can draw the opponent to a draw. Seeing that everyone left, no one mentioned the death banner and the eighth prince in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and sigh.

He said in one voice: "Do you want to continue like this?"

"That depends on what you mean. If you catch a useless prince, do you really think it is a treasure? There are so many princes in the royal family." The elder of Duobao Pavilion sneered.

The deacon couldn't show it, but he was holding a genuine royal prince. If he threw it away, he was afraid that he would fall into the opponent's trick, so he had to throw it to his subordinates and said to the other side: "The seal of the Banner of the Dead was set by all of us together.

Don’t even think about me entering the seal alone to provoke the banners of the dead.”

"Then what should we do? The spirit of the undead banner has broken out of its seal, and the undead banner will be found at any time. If we don't enter the seal to refine the undead banner, we will all die under the undead banner." Some.

He said coldly, and everyone looked at the deacon as if he had been taken advantage of.

"How about... let's find someone from among them. If the cultivation level is low, we can rest assured that we won't monopolize it." The deacon said.

"Well...that makes sense." Everyone pondered for a while, and they all felt that now was the best way.

The Banner of the Dead was sealed by everyone. To refine the Banner of the Dead, it is impossible for everyone to go in and refine it, because you have to keep an eye on others while refining. How to refine it like this? And one person has to refine the Banner of the Dead.

It would take too long for the banner to grow long enough to drive people crazy, but the deacon of the Death Light camp was unwilling to do so, but it would be a good way to let a person with a lower cultivation level enter the seal.

The great elder of Duobao Pavilion glanced at the crowd watching the fun in the distance, then grabbed Yang Qingshan and said that by chance, he caught Yang Qingshan in the middle of several strong men. Without explaining, he held Yang Qingshan expressionlessly.

Trapped in green mountains.

"Boy, you are lucky." Duobao Pavilion looked at Yang Qingshan as if he were a dead person. He and everyone planted several restrictions on Yang Qingshan in succession, and then threw Yang Qingshan into the starry sky in the distance.

"What are you going to do? Sirs, little brother, little brother, I..." Yang Qingshan yelled depressedly, but he acted as weak as a pig, but he was happy in his heart.

The elder of Duobao Pavilion explained a few words and stared at Yang Qingshan.

"I? Can really refine the Banner of the Dead?" Yang Qingshan pointed to his nose with a look of surprise on his face.