Thinking of this, Ye Ang began to recall this harvest again.

The deity is undoubtedly very generous, of course, from the perspective of Ye Ang, the incarnation.

A large number of materials are hoarded in the space, all kinds of cultivation methods, all kinds of magic spells are in memory, although the higher-level things are blocked and encrypted layer by layer, he can't read them at this time, but the basic ones can already be practiced.

Of course, there is also the practice of visualizing the Dharma body of the Buddha-figure, which can undoubtedly greatly speed up his cultivation.

Meimei took a bath, and Ye Ang took out a set of clothes from the void with a casual move.

Ye Ang glanced at his lower body melancholy, the deity still hadn't done a good job, and he could only wear clothes.

You can't wear pants without legs.

Draped his clothes on his body and tied them, Ye Ang turned around and returned to the cave.

Sitting in the cave, Ye Ang looked up speechlessly at the dense bacon hanging on the top of the cave, and couldn't help but grow his head for a while.

To put it bluntly, the cultivation has entered the realm of transforming gods, and since the primordial god has been achieved, he has stepped into another stage of human life.

At this point, his need for food decreases even further.

It is no exaggeration to say that the food in front of him is enough for him to eat for more than ten years.

But at that time, I'm afraid they all became carrion.

"I'm so stupid, really, I just know that storing food is right, and I didn't think that my cultivation would be promoted so quickly......"

Ye Ang sighed shamelessly.

As he spoke, he began to take out some of the things that the deity had prepared for him a long time ago, such as weapons and armor, but the weapons were mainly swords, which made him a little uncomfortable when he was used to using spears.

After choosing for a long time, I still took a gun as a substitute weapon.

No way, he really didn't feel comfortable with a sword.

As for those battle armors, not to mention, they can't be worn at all, Ye Ang estimated that when he finished transforming himself, he was afraid that he would have to wait until the late stage of his transformation.

I don't know how this body was created.

However, Ye Ang believed that he should be able to reach it soon in the later stage of the transformation realm, and when the transformation was completed, it would be the time for him to change his shotgun.

There is no need to even wait for the late stage of transformation, Ye said that he can't swell now.

Whether it was the power in his body, or the high degree of mastery of the energy of heaven and earth in his senses, he had a feeling of swelling to the point of not being able to do it.

Ye Ang frowned, this powerful feeling was indeed very intoxicating, and he also wanted to know how strong his strength was.

Thinking of it, Ye Ang made a move casually, and a short spear was taken by his void not far away, and he weighed it casually, and it seemed to have become too light.

But he didn't care about that, and looked up at the top of his head, estimating the thickness of it in his heart.

According to his impression, the top of his cave should be more than eighty meters high when it reaches the top of the ground.

Ye Ang's eyes were gloomy, looking at the big top in the center of the cave, more than eighty meters, is it very thick?

As soon as his consciousness moved, the Yuan Shen suddenly worked, and the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth began to surge towards Ye Ang.

In the cave mansion, with the tide of vitality surging, the air also began to flow rapidly, forming gusts of wind, blowing the bacon above the cave mansion to shake constantly, and Ye Ang's clothes and hair were also blown hunting.

With Ye Ang as the center, there seemed to be a loophole between heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth vitality began to pour madly into it.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was formless and substantial, but when its energy was incomparably dense, it swept the air and flowed, forming a huge whirlpool.

A whirlpool of air currents visible to the naked eye, spinning wildly with Yeon as the center.

Ye Ang's divine consciousness guides the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, continuously directing it into his right hand and operating the divine power left by the deity.

An endless stream of vitality poured into the short spear in his hand, and he saw that the short spear lit up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally dark wooden short spear actually emitted a dazzling essence light at this moment, and its material seemed to become crystal clear, full of soul-grabbing divinity!

Every strand of its fiber has become like immortal gold and divine iron, which makes people feel like a treasure at first sight.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a fairy treasure!

However, Ye Ang knew that this was nothing more than too much heaven and earth vitality, refining its essence with secret methods, so that its material surface was in a state of excitation.

Once the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was withdrawn, it was still an ordinary short spear, but it was slightly stronger in texture, and it didn't change much in essence.

After all, going deep into the essence of changing matter is not something that Yeon can do at the moment.

He could only bind the terrifying Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to the surface of the short spear.

But as the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi poured in more and more, the short spear in his hand began to tremble uncontrollably, and Ye Ang was able to suppress it vigorously at first.

But as the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi continued to pour into the golden light on the short spear, it became more and more dazzling, and the short spear trembled more and more.

Ye Ang's face became a little difficult to look at, he just wanted to use his supernatural powers at first, try his current strength, how far he has come, and by the way, vent that powerful feeling.

But who knows, this short spear pulled by hand is really unreliable, and it can't support this complete supernatural power.

In fact, this is also to blame the deity, because he left too many supernatural powers, such a basic supernatural power, in fact, is a means of mana operation, not even a domineering name, in Ye Ang's mind, there is only a code name and a detailed description of him and the method of manipulation.

So Ye Ang subconsciously thought that the strength of this thing was average, but he didn't expect it to reach this point, so that the short spear in his hand could no longer support it.

Now, he is still faced with two choices, the first point is to throw the short hair in his hand directly upward, regardless of whether he has reached the maximum power, because if he does not let it continue, the short spear in his hand will explode directly, and he is afraid that he will be injured at that time.

And the other option......

Ye Ang took a deep breath and looked at the other means left by the deity in his consciousness, there was a means that could solve the current dilemma.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Ye Ang's eyes.

At present, he has only unlocked nine of the various means left by the deity, and the one that can solve the current dilemma is the means numbered seventh, or it can be said, the supernatural power numbered seventh.

The difficulty of getting started is far from being comparable to the No. 2 Divine Power that is running in his hand.

After a while, the hesitation in Ye Ang's eyes dissipated, it had reached this point, and it was unrealistic to want to disperse the magic power in his hand, so he just gave up halfway and threw him up, Ye Ang felt that it was probably not able to penetrate the soil layer above.

If you want to do it, you can do it big, anyway, if the deity lets you come, it's a wave, it's to do things.

Just do it, although it is not easy to get started with the supernatural power numbered seven, Ye Ang can only start to operate hard.

I saw that in his hand, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was originally surging into the short hair like a river suddenly began to become orderly, as if it was pulled by a strand of silk thread, guided, and began to slowly rotate around the short spear.

In an instant, the short spear in Ye Ang's hand trembled even more, as if it was about to break free of his palm at any moment, or explode.

However, Ye Ang was extremely calm, his eyes were indifferent to it, and the endless vitality turned into wisps and quickly surrounded it!

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Chapter 138: Magical Means