I have a promise with the beauty

Every time Yang Qingshan returns to the world, he will deliberately visit the Golden Hall. The Golden Hall is the Dragon Clan's most precious treasure. It has now become the largest altar in Yang Qingshan's world. There are two seeds of faith on the altar. One is Yang's.

Qingshan's own, one is naturally a god and a demon.

The seeds of belief in gods and demons are a thorn in Yang Qingshan's side. Although they have been suppressed by the five tribal chiefs, they are always ready to move, making Yang Qingshan tremble every time he comes back. However, Yang Qingshan looks relaxed at this time.

Because the high priest of the ancient tribe appeared, this hunchbacked old man used all his skills to stay in Yang Qingshan's world and enjoy his old age.

Yang Qingshan watched the high priest wearing some ancient sacrificial clothes prepared by the tribe leader, dancing strangely around the faith seeds in the center of the altar, and mumbling words. Yang Qingshan could not hear clearly, but he saw

The seeds were wrapped in a wonderful experience, and finally Yang Qingshan saw that the seeds of the gods and demons had completely burst open.

"Master, this seed is about to burst. You must use your power of faith to plunder the opponent's power of faith back." The dancing high priest said quickly, suddenly stood still, and shouted loudly at the seeds of gods and demons.

He was shouting and using incomprehensible spells, but Yang Qingshan could clearly feel an underlying resistance.

"Want to resist?" Yang Qingshan sneered, controlling the power of his faith and attacking the seeds of gods and demons with the high priest.

Woohoo...

The seeds of the gods and demons made a ghostly cry, and a cloud of smoke floated out from the cracks, condensing in the air. As the cracks in the seeds of the gods and demons became more and more, until they finally completely shattered, Yang Qingshan saw the appearance in front of him.

He closed his eyes and floated between heaven and earth, and a powerful seventh-level power burst out from his body.

"There is a seventh-level strongman in my world. Oh my god, I didn't know it?" Yang Qingshan was surprised, but his face soon relaxed: "Even if you are ninth level, you can only be in my world."

Become my servant in the world.”

"Master, this is just a clone." The high priest said solemnly, making various seals with his hands: "How to deal with it."

"Clone? Master Weowui's clone has turned into a seed. Okay, it's a good idea, but it's useless now. Go to hell." Yang Qingshan said fiercely. He had been tortured by this god and demon seed for nearly a thousand years.

At this time, Yang Qingshan is not afraid of anyone in his world.

"Master, be careful, he's a little weird." The high priest had been carefully observing the clone of Master Ruoshui, and suddenly found something weird, and hurriedly shouted loudly and vigilantly.

Yang Qingshan stopped raising his hand and suddenly said calmly: "Weoshui, although you are a clone, we can still be relatively peaceful. If we can cooperate, don't pretend to be asleep."

Master Ruoshui opened his eyes. Although he squinted his eyes, there was deep incredulity in his eyes.

"Yang Qingshan, you can restrain my seed of faith, but what I didn't expect is that you can cultivate so quickly. You have cultivated to the sixth level of Yuanxian. Cooperation? Okay, let's cooperate." Weak Shui.

The real person said, as if he really wanted to cooperate with Yang Qingshan, but there was no sincerity in cooperation at all on the face of Yang Qingshan when he sent Ruoshui to the real person.

"Do you know how I want you to cooperate?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"To be honest, what is the biggest topic about clones in the world of immortality?" said Master Ruoshui.

"What?"

"Betrayal, and the most direct way to betray is to give the clone a task and keep the clone away from the original self. As time goes by, it is betrayal. How long have you wanted me to be here? Your world's time has accelerated. I have been here for almost two thousand years.

I have become independent and I have betrayed myself."

After hearing the words of the traitor in front of him, Yang Qingshan felt happy, but the weird feeling was still there.

"Tell me everything about Master Ruoshui." Yang Qingshan said.

"That's natural. If we want to cooperate, of course I will tell you everything about me." Master Ruoshui smiled, with a strange and unnatural smile on his face, and he suddenly approached Yang Qingshan.

"Be careful!" Several voices sounded at the same time, and Yang Qingshan took a step back. The weak water master in front of him turned into a ball of black water, and surrounded Yang Qingshan with a splash. Yang Qingshan was immediately trapped in a

In the huge water bubble, and this water bubble has the strength of a seventh-level Yuanxian, the immortal power is not something Yang Qingshan can resist now, but Yang Qingshan still releases the poisonous fire conditionedly.

The power of the Poison Fire Heavenly Power has reached a certain level, but it was still extinguished by the water bubbles of the weak water master. In just a moment, Yang Qingshan felt suffocated, as if he would rise to the sky in the next second, but Yang Qingshan

He was in a resting state, closed his six senses, and immediately got rid of the feeling of drowning, but an extremely terrifying crisis suddenly came.

boom……

The bubble exploded. Yang Qingshan held a sacred weapon in each hand and rushed out of the bubble. The figure of the real person Weushui condensed again, but he did not chase Yang Qingshan, but looked around, feeling very envious and jealous.

Everything here is what I dreamed of, but I don't have that kind of luck. If I can't get it, you can't get it either. With this thought, the betrayed clone of Master Weoshui suddenly skyrocketed like a balloon.

"Fuck! Play with body explosion!" Yang Qingshan shouted in the distance, raised his hands, and condensed a pair of demon-like hands between the heaven and earth of his own world, and fiercely grabbed the real person Weoshui who was about to explode.

Then he clenched it and threw it far away.

"Haha... Yang Qingshan, there will never be any cooperation between us, because we have been opposed from the beginning of heaven and earth. Even if I die, I will prevent your world from ever entering the realm of Dzogchen..."

Master Weowui shouted loudly when he was about to fly out. Almost at the moment when Yang Qingshan threw it, the world went dark and was stirred by the explosive body of Master Weoushui that swallowed everything. A huge one came in front of Yang Qingshan.

A huge whirlpool that had never been seen before appeared in Yang Qingshan's world.

When Yang Qingshan bared his teeth, the swallowing of this large whirlpool had already ended. Yang Qingshan regretted it at such a speed. However, when he tried to stop him one after another, the large whirlpool that had just stopped swallowing completely calmed down. Yang Qingshan did not hesitate at all.

This was the calm before the storm. As long as he hesitated for half a second, his world would suffer a devastating blow, so Yang Qingshan turned into a stream of light and flew out, diving into the whirlpool.

Rumble…

The huge whirlpool finally began to explode after a moment of tranquility. The shock wave from the explosion carried the immortal power of the seventh-level Yuanxian, and all of it was vented into this world. Yang Qingshan did not know how big this world was.

There was a burst of shaking, and finally there were countless overlapping shadows. These shadows were the phantoms produced by the interlacing of several affiliated worlds and the main world. One can imagine how powerful the clone of Zhen Shui Zhenren was after it exploded.

An hour later, Yang Qingshan appeared on the golden altar with a gray face, his whole body covered with blood, and almost no intact skin. He stared dumbly at the fact that several mountains in the distance were destroyed by the explosion. A huge pit like a sinkhole made Yang Qingshan blink.

eyes, and then looked at the several patriarchs and high priests who used the power of faith to protect the altar.

"What happened?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"It's safe. According to the clues just now, a radius of 50,000 miles has been destroyed. It is estimated that it will take a long time to recover." The high priest said with great experience.

"Fifty thousand miles? Oh my god, the grandson of Master Ruoshui is simply a beast. He will destroy my world." Yang Qingshan muttered.

"Master, the new losses have been investigated clearly." A tribe boy flew over and said: "The fifty-thousand-mile headquarters has lost 60 million people and produced 60 million undead. These undead are all in a state of confusion, but they are surrounded by the world.

Drawn by the power of reincarnation, 50 million women are pregnant in places where it has not been affected."

"Ah? Sixty million died, and fifty million were pregnant after reincarnation. What about the others?" Yang Qingshan asked a little strangely.

"Part of it is a twin."

"Ah, that's it, go down, wait, where are the dead creatures? Where are those small animals and monsters?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Those are not calculated, but according to reports from some sects that specialize in raising spirit beasts, it is estimated that the loss is tens of millions."

"Okay, you go down, I'll go take a look at the tiankeng." Yang Qingshan said with a headache. He finally destroyed the seeds of the belief in gods and demons of Master Ruoshui, but it caused a 50,000-mile change in his world.

What the hell is this sinkhole? But fortunately, this sinkhole is not permanent. Master Ruoshui still underestimates people.

Flying to the tiankeng, Yang Qingshan looked at the tiankeng from top to bottom. Some rivers were rushing on the edge of the tiankeng, and at least tens of thousands of waterfalls like white lines appeared. One after another waterfalls were on the edge of the tiankeng.

, coupled with the mist of immortal power slowly rising from below the sinkhole, everything forms a picture like a dream.

"It's a bit familiar. Do you think the lake in the sky was created in this way? It's just that I'm exaggerating here." Yang Qingshan looked at the old man Tianyue on his shoulder.

"It's a bit exaggerated, but it's really similar." Old man Tianyue chuckled and said, "But the sky is different from here. It was the place where the emperor lived back then. It is said that there is the biggest secret in the world. If you don't supply goods from there,

No one has ever discovered it."

"Whatever." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, carefully flew into the depths of the sinkhole, and disappeared into the mist of immortal power.

Only now did Murong Qiushui and several girls appear on the edge of the sinkhole, curiously staring at the sinkhole. They were lucky. They lived hundreds of thousands of miles away from here and were not affected, but they were also frightened.

Suddenly, the most important thing is that they already knew that Yang Qingshan was back, but they were too lazy to look for Yang Qingshan. As a result, such a big thing happened here, and it was strange not to worry, so they rushed over one after another, and what they saw was

Horrible picture here.