The beautiful man is angry, and it is not trivial.

Zilin heard Yang Qi insulting the palace master of Yihua Palace, his expression was awkward, and he became extremely angry! But this person is extremely personable, every move, even if he is angry, he is also chic and good-looking, there is no trace of hideousness, his body is like a butterfly, dancing, moving slightly, the clothes on his body fluttering, he reached Yang Qi's back, folding a fan, and a strong wind quietly came.

"The butterfly dances. ”

A warm voice came out of his mouth, but the depths of that trick contained the power of the most yin and softness, which penetrated into Yang Qi's protective qi, and at that moment, the entire gang qi shook, as if the glass had been hit hard, and all of it shattered into powder.

Yang Qi was taken aback, he never expected that this beautiful man would become angry, he was so fierce, so fast, his moves were like butterflies, exquisite, but he broke through the limits of time and speed.

"Long hatred!"

He turned his body around, and when he was a little empty, he unleashed the fingering of the seventy-two kings, leaving the hateful king, and a strong hatred shot out from his fingertips, reaching the opponent's folding fan, and just collided with the finger of the killing.

Click!

The finger fan hit, Zi Lin's beautiful man's body, the clothes were bulging, and the true qi surrounded his body, which actually turned into many butterfly-like things, diverging outward, and it was actually Yang Qi's long-term hatred finger force that reached his body, automatically separated, and turned into a butterfly.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

Yang Qi was simply unseen and unheard of, he didn't expect that his long-hated fingering reached the other party's body, and he didn't penetrate the other party's meridians, and directly turned into a butterfly.

"Long Hate Fingering?" Zilin and Yang Qi now pursued into the main hall, and in the depths of the main hall of the Absolute Divine Temple, all of them were statues of gods.

These statues are ancient, they are stone carvings, but they are vivid, one by one holds weapons, steps on ghosts and gods, and their bodies are wrapped with ribbons and auspicious clouds, all of them seem to be alive, I don't know which sect of the supreme ghosts and gods.

"You actually have the peerless learning of the seventy-two kings to leave the king of hatred, but this long hatred fingering is not complete, it seems to be lacking, the hatred is insufficient, and you can't reach the realm of eternal parting and eternal hatred. In this way, you join our Yihua Palace, in the treasure house of our Yihua Palace, you have some weapons from the Hate King, as well as the Hate Heavenly Palace, if you get it, you can greatly condense the cultivation on your body, so that your long-hatred fingering can be improved to a higher level, how about it?"

Zilin still didn't forget to subdue Yang Qi.

"Haha, this person probably never dreamed that I had already collected all the things in the treasure house. "Yang Qi practiced the seventy-two kings qigong, naturally it is impossible to reach the level of the seventy-two kings, back then the king of hatred seemed to be stimulated, hated the heavens and the earth, hated the heavens and the earth, hated the heavens and the common people, everything in the world, the fierceness of the long-hated fingering created, Yang Qi could not cultivate it, this long-hated little bit, eternal, invincible, everything was shrouded in hatred, but Yang Qi did not have such a strong hatred, naturally he could not display the essence of long-term hatred fingering.

However, if his mind is raised again, and the Lord realizes that he has reached a point where he can do whatever he wants and evolve everything, then it will be enough, and he will concentrate his thoughts on joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and sorrow, like the ancient gods, and many faces, to the point of anger, or joy, or sorrow, or kindness, and .........., then the mastery of the seventy-two kings will exert the greatest power to a great extent.

Most of the ancient gods were three-headed and six-armed, four-headed and eight-armed, and some even had ten thousand heads and ten thousand arms, ten thousand eyes and ten thousand mouths. Each head represents an emotion that is not derived for no reason to scare people.

It is rumored that in ancient times, it was comparable to the gods and goddesses Flying Buddha, especially so, and even angry emotions could turn into Dharma protectors.

Although Yang Qi didn't use all his strength with this finger, but the other party's cultivation also shocked him, Yang Qi took a few steps back in a row before standing on the spot, his whole body crackled and exploded, and many butterfly qi were shaken out of his own meridians and dissipated in the air.

"Amazing, the person who fell for my butterfly dance was able to force the true qi of the dream butterfly out of his body, and your physique was so strong that it surpassed many emperors. ”

Zilin took a step forward again, his breath was blocked, and suddenly the entire temple was full of butterflies flying, these butterflies were transformed by true qi, each of them was the size of a palm, and the colors were gorgeous, like a dream.

Yang Qi saw that every butterfly was condensed by an extremely powerful law, and between the dances, a large array was formed, and between the flickering, there was a confusing color everywhere.

"Think about it, I'll give you time to think about it!" Zilin said: "Join our Yihua Palace, your qualifications, you can actually take my trick, and the palace master will consider making you a male pet." ”

"What kind of true qi are you cultivating?" Yang Qi said coldly: "It's so magical, I never seem to have seen it." ”

"This is the mastery of the Lord of Dreams in the divine realm, Dream Butterfly. But you can't understand it, but with your cultivation, you can't break out. Zilin folded his fan and waved: "I won't kill you, I will only trap you, take you back, hand it over to the palace master, and apologize to the palace master first!"

"Dream Butterfly?" Yang Qi hadn't heard that there was a Dream Lord in the Ancient God Realm, but the characters who could be called the Lord were all supreme gods.

This qigong does seem to be a supreme god's mastery, but in fact it is not under any kind of qigong of the seventy-two kings, and the cultivation of this beautiful man in front of him has reached a more advanced realm. It seems that Yang Qi sensed that the other party was also a shock-level will, surpassing the supernormal level.

It's terrifying.

The other party's energy index exceeded 1,000, and Yang Qi was only two hundred and eighty now, less than three hundred. The will of the other party is also shocking, on par with himself.

With such a character, it is no wonder that he is the most favored male pet of the Yihua Palace Lord, who is in charge of the harem and seems to be a "queen"-like role.

"Do you think I won't be able to escape from this big array?" Yang Qi suddenly, smiling slightly, his body changed again and again, a flicker, black light moved rapidly, and he actually reached the outside of the butterfly-shrouded array: "I'll go, in this temple, you can play hide and seek with me." ”

As he spoke, he scurried into the depths of the temple, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared without a trace.

"Chase!" Zilin was slightly stunned: "What kind of kung fu is this, I can actually escape the siege of my dream butterfly, you know, this magic skill is to transform the real world into an illusory dream, it is the unique law of the master of dreams, the method of cultivation is simply to turn everything in the world upside down, the general way of cultivating the truth, is to cultivate the truth, and I am cultivating the dream, entering the Tao with a dream, breaking the truth with a dream, reaching the highest realm, and becoming true in a dream. ”

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't stop at all in his hand, shuttled for a while, and suddenly shot out, chasing Yang Qi closely, he had already seen that Yang Qi's skill was not as deep as his own, and the energy index was not high.

It's just that this Yang Qi has too many means, which makes him dizzy, and if he breaks through his means a few more times, it is enough to peek into his realm.

In the depths of the temple, there are twists and turns, there are passages everywhere, and it is a labyrinth, and between the statues of the gods, there are also huge gaps, and they go around and around, even the most advanced people will get lost.

Yang Qi cast the method of shifting the King of the Ten Thousand Worlds, going in and out, his breath jumped, he was not in the same space-time universe at all, not even in the same era, and after a while, he got rid of the opponent's restraint and came to the depths of the temple.

He didn't come to fight this beautiful man, Zilin, but to seize the godhead.

From the body of the beautiful man Zilin, Yang Qi also vaguely touched the cultivation of the Yihua Palace Master, because this Zilin must have double-cultivated with the Yihua Palace Master.

"This person's strength and energy index are tempered thousands of times, I am indeed not an opponent now, and the will of the shock level cannot have the upper hand, but as long as I get the godhead, a force in the depths of the Essence Temple, I can improve my energy index to a point where it is not inferior to him, when the time comes, how can this person be my opponent?"

Yang Qi once again cast the Ten Thousand Worlds King Diagram and kept calculating, and in the process of gradual calculation, he jumped again and again, shuttling through the various halls of the temple.

This temple is also very strange, there is no treasure, all of them are gods, and these gods have no mana fluctuations, they seem to be forged from an ordinary material, but they are very hard and immortal.

From the body of the idol, it seems that he can feel some traces of qigong, but Yang Qi does not have the spirit to delve into any qigong mastery, no matter how powerful the qigong mastery, it is impossible to surpass his god's strength in prison!

"Godhead appears!"

As soon as he pointed down, the Ten Thousand Worlds King Diagram circulated again, jumping, and connected with the Divine Elephant's Movement Method, the Wings of Freedom, and Yang Qi felt that in a strange position in the temple, there was a subtle fluctuation that was slowly squirming, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

This is the heart of the temple, even the heart of the Absolute Desert.

His body vanished.

The next moment, when I came out of the black hole, I saw a huge mysterious altar, on which were black runes, and in the depths of the runes, the slightest air flow was like spring water penetrating the stone wall, like stalactites, and a little bit of infiltration flowed out.

Yang Qi grabbed it, and suddenly a little liquid was grabbed in his hand, and the liquid suddenly turned into a ball of air, surrounding him in the middle, making him seem to be wrapped in something, entangled and died, it was a huge amount of energy, squeezed into his body, so that his blood was squeezed out inch by inch from the pores, and in an instant, his whole body became a bloody color.

Dididi, Dididi............ Fragments of Godhead, huge energy, unabsorbable, dangerous, dangerous, extremely dangerous...........

The Disk of Civilization's energy detection system screamed sharply, sending out a piercing alarm.

However, this voice heard in Yang Qi's ears, no less than Tianyin, and he was so surprised that he almost jumped up in his heart: "Godhead fragments? It's actually Godhead fragments, no wonder such a powerful energy almost broke my meridians inch by inch!"

The ancient godhead is the condensation of all the wills, essences, and gods of the gods, flesh and blood are just slag, and only the godhead is eternal. After the fall of some powerful gods, the flesh and blood decay, but the godhead does not die.