I have a promise with the beauty

The longer Yang Qingshan stayed in the purgatory battlefield, the more doubts he had in his heart. In the end, he didn't want to think about it anymore. He walked around the exit of the whirlpool but couldn't leave. He took out the living map of the sapling and checked it.

After a while, there was no route in front of him on the map. Yang Qingshan could only find some landmark places. According to the routes on the map, he calculated his progress bit by bit. After a while, he actually found the exit, and the exit was nothing.

It is a dilapidated temple, a bit like a palace on the first floor.

Entering the temple, Yang Qingshan found colorful bricks again, but there were not many, only a few, and they were used. They had no strength at all. Yang Qingshan pieced the bricks together and found nothing else. It seemed that

It was of no use. Then Yang Qingshan came to the backyard through the temple and was immediately overwhelmed by the corpses inside.

The rockery in the backyard was made up of piles of corpses. Yang Qingshan accidentally collapsed a mountain of corpses. At the same time that it was submerged, two people appeared at the entrance of the backyard at the same time, watching helplessly as Yang Qingshan was drowned by corpses.

Drowning, no intention of helping at all.

"Hello, you two." Yang Qingshan squeezed his head out from under the corpse, chuckled, and then looked at the masked beauty with confusion. The cold breath was very familiar, a bit like Bing, the head of a brothel.

Go to beautiful women.

"Haha...Boy, you are too reckless. This place is not suitable for your cultivation level." Master Tianmo said.

"Brother." Yang Qingshan climbed out of the body, stood up, exuding a stench, and walked directly into the beauty without caring.

The beauty took a step back and turned her head. It seemed that she didn't like Yang Qingshan coming close to her. The real Demon Lord smiled happily and said: "This is the White Dragon King. This is Yang Qingshan."

"We've met." Yang Qingshan said deliberately.

"Have you seen it? I don't remember." said the White Dragon King.

"Haha, yes, I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I know a beautiful woman who has the same aura as you." Yang Qingshan said with a haha.

"I hope there will be no misunderstanding next time." The White Dragon King's tone was so cold that Yang Qingshan trembled all over.

"Boy, this is the base camp. When you step out of this back garden, you'll be in the big world of the Purgatory battlefield. You'd better get used to the power here first. Otherwise, as soon as you enter the real battlefield, your little arms and legs will explode and die.

, It’s not worth it, White Dragon King, let’s go.” Master Tianmo said.

The White Dragon King didn't say anything. He gave Yang Qingshan an ice cube and said, "Take it and refine it. It will help you get familiar with this place."

"Thank you." Yang Qingshan smiled and watched the two of them leave.

"Familiar with the power here?" After receiving the kind reminder, Yang Qingshan actually stayed in the back garden. He didn't know how long it would take to get familiar with it, so he simply dug out a small cave under a rockery in the back garden.

, he piled up his belongings as if moving, then lay flat on the ground, holding the ice cube given by the White Dragon King in his hand, and refining it silently.

Time passed quickly. Just as Yang Qingshan gradually became familiar with the power here despite the cold, he also found the power of reincarnation that suited him. Yang Qingshan was surprised to find that his power of reincarnation was the simplest, very simple life and death.

The reincarnation of death, without any other attributes, is also the most submerged power in this world, and it is the smallest power of reincarnation in this world.

"Why is such a simple power the least? Why is the power of reincarnation that I cultivated so simple?" Yang Qingshan couldn't think clearly, but he had some different ideas. Maybe in this world

All powers are very simple and not as complex as yours. It’s just that people have too many desires, so they are complex. The power cultivated with a complex mentality is also complex, making it even more difficult to cultivate.

"Simple is good. Although this simple power of reincarnation is weak, it is the easiest to practice because of its simplicity." After Yang Qingshan figured it out in his mind, he speeded up the simple power of reincarnation to devour the world, and the reincarnation of other attributes

The power was cruelly rejected by Yang Qingshan, and Yang Qingshan's reincarnation power suddenly grew like a rocket.

"Everyone, please pay attention. This is the back garden of the base camp. Passing through the back garden is the real battlefield, so everyone can rest in this palace. From now on, this will be our base camp and rear area on the purgatory battlefield." Old Man Tie from the Blacksmith Pavilion

He smiled proudly, saying that because of Yang Qingshan's words, he became the leader of this battle.

"Get ready. Huh?" Tang Feng said. He was now the leader of the outsiders. He was about to say a few words when he sensed Yang Qingshan's aura and couldn't help but look at a rockery in the distance.

"What's wrong?" The beauty, who had retreated to the second line and became the boss, also sensed Yang Qingshan's aura, and then said lazily: "Don't worry about him, he deliberately exposed himself."

"Yes." Tang Feng said with a sinister smile, pretending to walk over, and suddenly raised his hand. Several restrictions and formations pressed down on the rockery. After a while, Yang Qingshan's voice calling for help came from below the rockery.

"Yang Qingshan, since you like to stay here, continue." Tang Feng said with a proud smile.

Yang Qingshan didn't expect that it would take him more than half a month to familiarize himself with the power here. People from outside came in. According to the inspection with spiritual consciousness, there were at least five million people outside protecting nearly 100,000 outsiders. Yang Qingshan had some

Envy, jealousy and hatred, why is it that I am trapped here like being buried alive, while my people outside are protected by tens of thousands of people? What kind of gap is this.

"By the way, Brother Yang still has the map," Tiedan said.

Tang Feng's face froze, and he was dumbfounded. He had just tricked Yang Qingshan and sealed Yang Qingshan in his small cave. When he heard that the map was in Yang Qingshan's hand, Tang Feng felt like he was in a cocoon.

Feeling that, he turned to look at his sweetheart, Hongyan, but it turned out that Hongyan didn't take it seriously at all and was playing with a slate in his hand.

"Ah, fairy, you also have a map?" Tang Feng said in surprise.

"Who told you that there is only one map? Who told you that the map is complete? Old Man Tie's slate is only a part, and my slate is also a part. Unfortunately, my slate cannot help me take the initiative on the battlefield." Hongyan.

He said coldly, hitting Tang Feng.

"Forget it." Tang Feng finally endured the humiliation and walked to the rockery, removed the prohibition formation on it, and smiled at Yang Qingshan below: "Yang Qingshan, everyone is here, come out."

"No time, brother is in retreat." Yang Qingshan got excited and said cheerfully.

Tang Feng gritted his teeth, and in the end he could only say good things, but Yang Qingshan made no move at all.

"Forget it, let him." Hongyan said with a frown. She felt that the rockery was a little weird, as if it was swallowing something. It was obviously Yang Qingshan who was practicing, and it was not easy to tell. When he helped Tang Feng, he also helped Yang Qingshan.

, the best of both worlds.

A few days later, the dilapidated temple was already overcrowded, and several million more troops arrived. Tang Feng and Old Man Tie discussed it and decided to invest three million troops into the real battlefield for the first time and carry out mopping up first.

To work, occupy a certain area of ​​the battlefield as a forward position, so 10,000 outsiders were selected, and an old man with his whole head holding his face condensed the aura of all outsiders into hundreds of sharp swords.

Always point to the secret passage.

It is a bit luxurious to have three million cannon fodder protecting ten thousand outsiders. After everyone passed through a passage of light behind the back garden, Hongyan stood by the rockery and said coldly: "You are still practicing at this time.

Ah, it’s time to take action.”

"You go, brother will catch up." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Then I'll take the first step. You wait slowly. Tang Feng is here to accompany you." Hongyan said with a smile.

"Tang Feng? No, you did it on purpose. You clearly know that Tang Feng is unhappy with me, but why do you want Tang Feng to stay?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"No reason, let's go. You practice slowly. I hope your cultivation will improve greatly when I see you next time." Hongyan said with a proud smile and flew forward.

Yang Qingshan laughed bitterly in his heart. Listening to the cave outside, three million people walked for a long time before they all passed the passage in front. The remaining people were practicing quietly, but Yang Qingshan could clearly feel that

Staring at the rockery above him with resentment, that resentment told Yang Qingshan that if he continued to stay here, the rockery would probably turn into a real mountain.

As time passed, there was no movement from Yang Qingshan. Instead, Tang Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked towards the rockery under the concerned eyes of Guozi beside him.

"Clan leader, think twice." Guozi grabbed Tang Feng and said.

"Think twice? Do you want me to endure Yang Qingshan's seclusion all the time and treat me as a mere existence?" Tang Feng said angrily, and then stubbornly walked towards the rockery, but halfway there he was frightened by an inexplicable force coming from the rockery.

He didn't dare to take a step forward, staring blankly at the rockery that turned into powder, and a monstrous murderous aura rushed up from the ground.

"This is..." Tang Feng said in disbelief.

"Yes, it is the power of a second-level Yuanxian." An ancestor of the Nangong family said with a smile.

"The progress is really fast." Xu Zhijie walked out and lay weakly on Xue Qilin's back. The Tianhuang Saint standing on the side was even more grateful that his choice was accurate. Yang Qingshan's luck really has the hope of becoming a god.

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The overwhelming murderous aura disappeared instantly when Yang Qingshan appeared on the ground, revealing a harmless smile, and smiled at Tang Feng who was still standing there.

"Tang Feng, long time no see. You are still such a beautiful person." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Congratulations to Brother Yang for being promoted to the second level of Yuan Immortal." Tang Feng said awkwardly, because everyone knew about Yang Qingshan's cultivation level. Some time ago, he was at the level of Nine Heavens, and then he became a half-step Yuan Immortal. Not long ago, he became a half-step Yuan Immortal.

Entering the first-level Yuanxian, all this happened in less than a year. This speed can already be described as shocking. Why not make Tang Feng feel terrible? If Yang Qingshan continues to train, he will be under the beauty fairy

The status in front of you will only become smaller and smaller.

"What? If you don't accept it, let's challenge him to a duel." Yang Qingshan saw Tang Feng's thoughts and said coldly.