Thinking about it this way, Yang Qianming didn't wonder why that black-robed old man was so powerful and had the ability to walk around this battle pavilion at will.

I saw Long Ao clasping his arms around his shoulders, smiled slightly and continued: "Hehe, master, you don't have to be surprised by the strength of Uranus, the reason why it is strong is that it has its own super strength, this strength is not in any plane, this strength is given to it by the gods." ”

"What strength?" Yang Qianming asked puzzled.

Long Ao didn't sell it when he saw it, and responded directly: "The anti-god cultivation system is the cultivation system you have now. ”

"What do I have?" Yang Qianming pointed to his nose and asked puzzled.

Long Ao nodded, and then explained: "I remember telling you before that the Great War of Gods and Demons had caused the strength of the humans in the three thousand planes to be limited, that is, the restriction that only after three realms could they absorb a beast ring. You only got out of this restriction after accepting the two extreme inheritances, right?"

What he said was the truth, Yang Qianming nodded and said, "Well, that's the case, is this what you call the anti-god cultivation system?"

"Yes, this is the anti-god body, just now I said that the people in Uranus have this kind of anti-god body, which means that every time you break through a realm, just like you, you will absorb a beast ring. Seeing that Yang Qianming understood, Long Ao continued to explain patiently.

"I see!" Yang Qianming finally reacted, it turned out that the people in Uranus were free from this cultivation restriction just like himself.

In other words, the reason why the people in Uranus rule over the three thousand planes is because of this unrestricted power.

That is, the same strength as Yang Qianming, which is not at all comparable to anyone in the Three Thousand Planes.

After learning the news, Yang Qianming suddenly felt an indescribable sadness. But he also belongs to the anti-god, and it stands to reason that he should not feel sorrow in his heart after learning this news.

Logically speaking, this is indeed the case, but Yang Qianming's sorrow is not for himself, but for the countless cultivators in the three thousand planes.

Among the three thousand planes, whether it is the Changtian Continent in the lower plane, or the Crescent Continent in the medium plane or the super plane.

In these continents that carry countless cultivators, every cultivator, regardless of their strength or weakness, has their own pursuit of pursuing the pinnacle of strength.

Now that he learned about this, Yang Qianming not only felt sad for them.

Because they are still living in their own dreams, they don't know that when they set foot in the realm of saints or demigods, they still can't surpass the humans in Uranus.

A person with the strength of a holy king, walking out of Uranus, can not be exaggerated at all, in the three thousand planes, he can crisscross at will and encounter opponents.

Even if he encounters a powerful Saint Venerable who is stronger than him, this Saint King from Uranus can easily kill him.

Just ask the number of beast rings that determine the strength of a cultivator, can't it still represent absolute strength?

Although this is a tragedy caused by war, no one has repaired it. Because of the selfish desire to rule by the Celestials and the people of Uranus, hundreds of millions of cultivators in the three thousand planes could not get the fairness they deserved, and the opportunity to pursue the peak of strength.

"Yunhai, your little doll was also killed?" An old man in red appeared next to the black-robed old man, and Yang Qianming looked at it and guessed that this should be a member of the Hibiscus family.

The old man called Yunhai frowned slightly when he heard this, and seemed to be very disgusted with him, and replied in a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Mu Qitian, are you here to hang out?"

Hearing this, Mu Qitian smiled slightly: "I want to come and hang out, but this troublesome matter does not allow me to hang out, although our ten ancient families are majestic, some of them have come to climb relatives to pull relationships and pray to be attached to us, although the successors can be widely selected, but this is followed by a steady stream of troubles that need to be solved." ”

"Hmph, what you said is still true, those powerful guys in the family are blessed, and they don't have to worry about anything. But foreign elders like you and me are like errands, you have to rush to where something happens, alas, you're about to become mothers. Listening to what Mu Qitian said, it resonated with Yunhai for a while, and he couldn't help but start complaining.

Yang Qianming and Long Ao, who were in the Evil Fate Ding, had no choice but to watch the two complain to each other there. The two, who were originally a little disgusted with each other, actually sublimated their relationship after a short period of complaining.

"You can't stay here for too long, otherwise you will be caught by other families and said that you and I are here to help the children of our respective families. Yun Hai suddenly became alert and said to Mu Qitian beside him.

After hearing Yunhai's worries, Mu Qitian also nodded and said: "Well, then you and I should leave quickly, these two boys who killed you and my clan are afraid that they have entered some magic weapon space." ”

Yun Hai also nodded in agreement: "Okay! Let's go back for the time being! Let's search again in half an hour!" After saying this, Yun Hai and Mu Qitian glanced at each other.

The space was torn apart by two rifts again, and Yun Hai and Mu Qitian glanced at each other, and then they both stepped into the terrifying rift. In the next second, the black cracks slowly merged, and everything returned to its original state.

Watching them leave, Yang Qianming in the Evil Fate Ding did not feel the slightest relief.

"Master, you must be very careful if you go out, they all have the ability to tear through the space at will, so they may not appear behind you at any time. Long Ao was very worried and instructed Yang Qianming.

After listening to Long Ao's words, a layer of cold sweat rose on Yang Qianming's back, which was really too frightening. If he didn't notice it at all, this sea of clouds suddenly appeared behind Yang Qianming, one could imagine what kind of consequences would happen.

"I see, I'll heal their injuries first. Yang Qianming said hello to Long Ao, and then walked to Bella and the others who were lying on the grass.

If Yang Qianming didn't heal them, they would be afraid that it would be difficult for them to be safe when facing countless fierce war beasts and enemies that appeared at any time outside.

In this way, Yang Qianming picked up the magma jade dew he had given him from each of them, and healed Bella and Jaechun first.

In advance, Yang Qianming adjusted the time here to the outside to 1:0, so that he didn't have to worry about the time passing, resulting in not being able to enter the top five hundred of the Battle Pavilion Rankings, and then completely insulating himself from the Plane Arena.

After half an hour of smearing, Yang Qianming successively gave two bottles of magma jade dew to Bella and Zaichun to use, and then felt that their injuries had recovered to seven or eight points.

Yang Qianming relieved himself, after all, it was because he saved himself that the injury was so serious. Seeing that their injuries were healed, Yang Qianming did not feel so guilty and guilty.

Taking his gaze away from the two of them, Yang Qianming set his gaze on Zhuang Chenxi's face.

Just wiped for Bella and Zaichun, but Yang Qianming took off their shirts by himself, and then slowly smeared their chests and backs with magma jade dew.

But now a big problem is in front of Yang Qianming, this Zhuang Chenxi is a girl, how can Yang Qianming take off her shirt and heal her injuries.

Holding his chin with one hand, Yang Qianming was stupid, this question really stumped him.

"Forget it, she's not conscious anyway, so I'll just try not to look at her. Yang Qianming, who had just thought so, suddenly realized the problem again: "If I don't go to see her, then how can I wipe her back?"

Anyway, it's for her good, and I'll explain to her after I go out that I'm also for her safety.

Among the three people who were brought into the evil fate by Yang Qianming, only Zhuang Chenxi was the most seriously injured, if only one person was healed, Yang Qianming would definitely choose her.

Because her injuries were so severe, others might have the possibility of alleviating, but she didn't even have the strength to heal on her own.

Pushing open the mud cap on the ceramic vial, Yang Qianming touched Zhuang Chenxi's body with his other hand tremblingly.

Turning his head slightly, he saw that Long Ao, who had turned into a war beast, was napping, and Yang Qianming wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and continued to undress Zhuang Chenxi.

But after watching it for a long time, Yang Qianming just didn't know where to start, he didn't know anything about the girl's clothes, he was a complete layman.

At this moment, Zhuang Chenxi's short skirt was covered with dried blood stains, and Yang Qianming couldn't tell where the buttons were or the drawstrings.

In the end, Yang Qianming tried to grab the sides of the short skirt and lift it directly from Zhuang Chenxi's head.

"Sting!" Looking at the strip of rag in his palm, Yang Qianming was a little dumbfounded.

The originally beautiful short skirt, under Yang Qianming's unintentional destruction, turned into rags.

At present, the first problem in front of Yang Qianming is where to get another set of clothes for Zhuang Chenxi.

Yang Qianming can't let Zhuang Chenxi go out naked, of course, Zhuang Chenxi's body has a graceful figure with bumps, and Yang Qianming doesn't have time to think about the rest of the things at the moment, so his breathing becomes rapid and his blood bubbles up.

The power of the demon god came in handy again, and Yang Qianming finally suppressed his impetuous mood, took the ceramic vial containing magma and jade dew, and poured it towards Zhuang Chenxi's chest.

Looking at the transparent magma jade dew that glowed slightly red, it was already all over Zhuang Chenxi's entire predecessor in just the blink of an eye.

Looking at the pair of arrogant crisp breasts, Yang Qianming couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, in order to stabilize his mind, the power of the demon god in the dantian worked even faster.

But Yang Qianming didn't know what the demon was, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep towards Zhuang Chenxi.

Yang Qianming looked at it all the way, the tight and slender willow waist, the smooth skin as white as jade, and then a pair of slender and straight green white jade legs.

"Hiss. In order to force himself to calm down, Yang Qianming pinched himself hard, which suppressed the evil fire in his heart under the stimulation of pain.

Yang Qianming chose good between good and evil in a timely manner, and after stabilizing his mind, it was no longer so tempting to look at Zhuang Chenxi in front of him.

But it's not that Zhuang Chenxi has lost his charm and attractiveness, but Yang Qianming has temporarily focused all his attention on healing his injuries.

As his fingers touched the slippery skin on Zhuang Chenxi's chest, Yang Qianming began to slide rhythmically, spreading his palms flat in front of him and moving back and forth on the icy jade-like skin.

Although his heart was still hot, Yang Qianming could calmly control the rest of his emotions.

It was only half an hour for Bella and Zaichun to be treated, but when Yang Qianming smeared Zhuang Chenxi's front and back, he was surprised to realize that it had been used up for nearly an hour.