"Hmm!"

As soon as Yang Qi grabbed it, he grabbed the robe embroidered with a small sword, and found that it was a magic weapon, but unfortunately all the aura was lost, and the large array was broken, and even the material was corrupted by the demonic qi and sucked dry, which was no longer useful.

Then, as soon as he opened his eyes, the trampled and broken bones flew up out of thin air, forming a skeleton, which was complete, and a stream of vitality on the skeleton kept wriggling, and then it actually began to derive flesh and blood, restoring the true face of this corpse.

It was also a woman, lying quietly in the void, motionless.

"This is our Sword Sect's Senior Uncle Ancestor!" The Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor girl was taken aback, "I was in the depths of our Sword Sect's mansion, looking at her portrait, the Sword Ancestor of our faction is all women, unlike other Sword Ancestor schools in the Holy Sword Heavenly Immortal Realm, can you resurrect her?"

"Resurrect her?" Yang Qi smiled: "This is a fantasy, I am just restoring this person's appearance, using supreme qigong to calculate her true face, not to recondense her body, maybe I can reach this level after my qigong practice reaches the peak of peerlessness, but now it is far from possible." ”

"Hey........." The Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor girl let out a long sigh: "This is the ancestor of our Sword Sect, I'd better take her bones back and bury them well, she has cultivated to the highest realm of mythical duality, refining gods, I can't think of it, but she fell here, it's a pity, otherwise our Cold Spirit Sword Sect wouldn't be what it is now." ”

"The God Refining Realm has all died here, which is not trivial. You and I have to be very careful. If my guess is correct, it was the old demon sealed in this altar that caused your uncle and ancestor to lose their lives. ”

Yang Qi's gaze fell on the altar next to the bones.

The majestic altar, with a dazzling array of runes and heavy blood, is carved with many images of the devil, and in the center of the altar there is a flagpole erected, on this flagpole, the immortal divinity is rippling, it is actually a powerful artifact.

In fact, since Yang Qi entered the depths of this Heavenly Demon Castle, he had seen this second layer, and all the altars that sealed the Heavenly Demons of the God Refining Realm were suppressed by artifacts, which was very tempting.

But he knew that these artifacts could not be collected, and once they were collected, the demons they suppressed would break through the seal and cause disaster.

As long as one demon doesn't stop it, this demon will help the other demons break the seal, causing a chain reaction, and finally messing around.

"What a powerful demonic aura. Yang Qi looked at this altar, his divine thoughts penetrated into it, and he found that it was actually a sea of blood, and his divine thoughts couldn't see what was in the depths of the altar. It can be seen that the old demon sealed in the depths of this altar is unfathomable.

"The realm of refining gods, I don't know how many times stronger than the realm of peeping gods, peeping into gods, but just peeping into a trace of the mystery of the virtual godhead, the virtual godhead condensed is not perfect, and the refining of the gods is different, the virtual godhead begins to be complete, every gesture can simulate the power left by the gods, burst out, and the sky and the earth are shattered, and the corpses are mountains and blood seas. ”

For the characters in the realm of refining gods, Yang Qi will not take it lightly at all, be careful and vigilant, and take it step by step, but it does not mean that he will not do it, in fact, deep in his heart, he very much hopes to kill a strong person who refines the gods to improve his cultivation.

His current cultivation has cultivated into the Eight Divine Fists, and the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Strength benefits each other and complements each other, and the Qigong has advanced again, and it may not be impossible to kill the strong people who refine the gods.

However, he was a little worried that if he escaped from the Adversary, he was afraid that there would be endless troubles.

"Alright. He sat cross-legged, thinking, and after thinking for a while, he said to the Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor girl: "Now, I want to kill this sealed demon, but I have to arrange the big array first, you can also help, what sword arrays are there, they are all arranged in my big array, and they will shoot together, if you can kill a demon in the realm of refining gods, it will be really comfortable!"

"Okay!" the Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor also plucked up his courage, "I am indeed able to form a sword formation, stimulate the natal essence blood, and may harm the supreme master who has reached the realm of refining gods. ”

"That's good!"

Yang Qi's body suddenly moved, and a chaotic ancient snake rose into the sky, entrenching this altar within a radius of thousands of miles, although the altar was thousands of miles away, it was actually not big, because Yang Qi's current chaotic ancient snake could devour the planet at will, and even swallow the immortal realm below the third rank.

Then, he kept gathering his true qi, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a divine flag condensed into a form, this divine flag was ten thousand feet long, and there were strips of true dragons embroidered on it, exuding a vast, fierce, sacred, and heroic demon-subduing aura.

He kept scratching.

Suddenly, the pole of the divine flag condensed into a form and was inserted into the depths of the altar. Purifying demonic energy.

Hundreds of thousands of flags were condensed into shapes and inserted around the altar, and dragons roamed among them, ready to turn the altar into powder.

This divine banner is one of the eight divine fists of one of the great techniques of demon subjugation, called the "eight demon suppression dragon flags", anyone who cultivates the eight divine fists can consume divine energy, from the eight heavenly immortal realms with the help of the supreme law divine power in the underworld, sacrifice to the heavens, and condense into a divine flag. Then form a large array and subdue the Adversary.

However, this condensation of the divine flag is extremely consuming of true qi. People who don't have deep true qi can't condense it at all, even if it's an ordinary powerhouse in the mythical realm, such as the Fire Dragon Patriarch, they can only condense thousands of rods in one breath to arrange a large array to kill the enemy.

This is a one-time flag. After casting, it will disappear, and its own vitality will also be greatly damaged.

However, if the Fire Dragon Patriarch was resurrected at this time and saw Yang Qi condense hundreds of thousands of rods in one breath, he would definitely be scared to death and die again.

The Eight Demon Suppression Dragon Flags were successfully arranged, Yang Qi flickered again, and after a while, hundreds of thousands of Eight Demon Suppression Dragon Flags were hidden, and he flicked his fingers again and again, and suddenly one after another the holy light turned into projectiles, suspended in the air, and turned into a supreme angel singing and dominating.

Airplanes!

It is another big formation that has been successfully condensed.

Yang Qi opened his mouth and vomited again, and the five elements god-level qigong also shot out, and the five elements were consummated, turning into ninety-nine eighty-one reincarnations. Once again, it condensed into a huge formation.

"Central Great Brahma Punishment Five Elements Qigong?" The Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor was also arranging a large array, and with a flick of his hand, a formation appeared, in which thousands of flying swords shuttled back and forth.

However, when she saw Yang Qi arranging the Five Elements Great Array, she couldn't help but be surprised again: "This is a peerless study in the Brahma Immortal Realm, and it is rumored that no one can successfully cultivate, the Great Perfection of the Five Elements, you are actually so successful?"

"I have too many miracles, please don't be surprised in the future, follow me, any miracle can happen. Yang Qi smiled, and he was arranging the big array again, and with a wave of his hand, countless spears suddenly condensed in the void, and then inserted into the depths, this is the spear of the god of the underworld.

After three days and three nights, Yang Qi and the Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor arranged all the big arrays, and then sat down and began to breathe their vitality, and the two of them used up their own vitality in order to arrange the big array, killing the demons in the depths of the altar.

Even Yang Qi himself was very tired.

"This is a good place to cultivate, I killed the Fire Dragon Ancestor this time, and occasionally met the Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor, and I was able to reach a place like the Heavenly Demon Castle, originally in three years, I couldn't be promoted to the Mythical Realm, but now, if I kill a large number of Ancestors of the Mythical Realm, refining gods and powerhouses, it is not an empty word to quickly promote to the Mythical Realm. ”

After another three days and three nights, Yang Qi regained his vitality, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly grabbed it.

"Okay, get ready, I'm ready to collect the suppression artifact on this altar and release the demons in it, this battle is a battle of life and death, success or failure in this move!"

Bang!

Yang Qi's big hand has already grabbed a suppressive artifact in the center of the altar, this suppression artifact is a huge jade gourd, which is full of ancient demon-subduing divine light, but this divine light is constantly consumed by demonic energy, sooner or later, one day, the divine light is consumed, and the demon will also break the ban.

But now, Yang Qi grabbed this jade gourd artifact, and with a slight turn, it was in his pocket.

Immediately, the entire altar shook.

A demonic thought emanated from the depths, "It's been many years, how many years, and I've been suppressed for a long time.........."

"The sleeping ancient demon has broken through the seal of the ancients. ”

"I'm finally awake ..........."

"Foolish man, for the sake of an artifact, you unleashed the Great Demon God..........."

"In gratitude for your release, I have decided to reward you, and this reward is to kill you, collect your soul, and refine it into my blood throne, so that you will never be able to transcend life, and you will be enslaved by me forever. ”

This demonic thought seeped out, and immediately the sea of blood appeared in the corpse mountain, and a throne composed of blood rose from the altar, and there was a demon god sitting on it, this demon god was a young man wearing a blood robe, his eyes were green, and a demonic light flashed out of it, and in the depths of that light, countless demon planes were constantly changing and changing.

The young man's nails were very long, and they also showed a blood-red color, and they suddenly rose out, and his eyes saw Yang Qi and the Cold Spirit Sword Ancestor.

Suddenly, the scene in front of the two was completely lost, a piece of blood rushed over, the sky was spinning, the sun and the moon were gone, all the scenes disappeared immediately, and even their own primordial gods were suppressed in the nightmare, this move is quite powerful, any big array has to be launched by people, but people are suppressed in the nightmare, and the big array will not be launched.

"This demon is powerful!"

Yang Qi seemed to feel that this demon was the rarest invincible master in his life, and he would naturally not be suppressed by the nightmare, and a holy light rose into the sky, and immediately launched a large array.

"Eight Demon Suppression Dragon Flags!

Bang!

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of Eight Demon Suppression Divine Flags appeared, exploded in the air, and attacked the blood demon, and in an instant, the blood cloud was blown away, and the Blood Throne also collapsed.

Yang Qi then launched the countless large arrays he had arranged, and decided to kill this terrifying demon in one fell swoop, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.