I will make up for one chapter and I will finish it tomorrow!

The fiery red magma kept rolling, and the hot air waves rose one after another, like fairy fog lingering.

Yang Qifeng sat cross-legged in the magma, and the sounds of clatter sounded one after another. Every time the precious materials began to pour into the magma, containing vanilla and intermittent paste. The seven-star roots were usually only rare to see when they were heard. When poured into the magma, they were intact. Each type was not an ordinary product. Although the magma was hot, it could not melt. A golden flame swept across the world. As soon as the golden flame of the sun came out, extraordinary things were radiating in the magma, which quickly turned into potions and merged into the magma.

Yang Qifeng closed his eyes slightly and carefully felt the growth of his body all the time. He was also controlling the cultivation of his treasure body. All obstacles to his cultivation of blood rebirth were cleared.

The drops of blood and blood of the strong man who needs to be reborn from blood are originally one of the biggest obstacles. For the strong man who reborn from blood, essence and blood are extremely precious, because every drop of essence and blood means that it is their life. Rebirth of blood is said to be reborn from blood, but it is not an ordinary drop of blood that can be restored to its peak cultivation level in the past after rebirth. Only essence and blood can be achieved. A drop of essence and blood separation has an impact on one's own strength.

The life of this blood-reborn strong man is worthless, but Yang Qifeng obtained this essence and blood from King Poya Zhi, who is a strong man who is reborn with the blood-reborn. Bai Ze is already responsible for the arrangement. When he wants to break through, the position will not become an obstacle.

With the experience of breaking through to blood rebirth in the Middle Thousand World, Yang Qifeng is now just following the experience in his mind. The golden color begins to appear on Yang Qifeng. Countless precious materials are constantly melting and absorbed by him. The mysterious and yellow aura is also slowly absorbed by him, constantly nourishing his flesh and blood. A sense of pleasure appears in his heart. Every second and every moment at this moment, he is strengthening. The feeling of loss leaving the Middle Thousand World is rapidly fading.

In Zhongqian World, he is a strong man reborn with blood. After leaving Zhongqian World, he lost his position and strengthened himself. He instantly fell to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. The loss of huge power created a sense of loss in Yang Qifeng's heart. This is a sense of emptiness. After anyone becomes a billionaire, he can squander his money at will. Suddenly, he becomes a pauper. His money needs to be carefully calculated. These are two completely different lives. Suddenly, huge changes in different differences are also a test for his state of mind.

The treasure body is beginning to evolve towards the level of acquired spiritual treasures. Time passes slowly, one, two, and three years passes in a blink of an eye. Yang Qifeng's slightly closed eyes and suddenly broke away. A divine light rushed out, shot straight into the sky, piercing through the suspended demon clouds and disappearing.

After that, a sense of transcendence began to permeate.

The white feather fan crossed the sky, but all the traces were covered, and all kinds of visions were not loud at all. Yang Qifeng had never been a fool, and in his opinion, only the Demon Palace knew about breaking through to become the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Bai Ze watched all this quietly, with a faint smile on his face, and finally said in a low voice, "I am worthy of being the one who comes into being. The most difficult person to cultivate is to cultivate blood rebirth so easily."

The capital of god Luoyang!

The surging Buddha light appeared. As time passed, temples of all sizes were built near the capital of God. The Buddha light rose one after another with the sound of chanting scriptures.

In the palace, the guards were wearing armor and holding long spears, standing straight like benchmarks.

With a click, the towering door slowly opened, and a group of eunuchs opened the way, surrounded by a monk wearing a red cassock and walked in slowly.

The monk clasped his hands together, his monk's clothes and his shoes were clean and refreshing, and a burst of out-of-dollar air was emitted, and he stood out from the crowd with other people.

"Master, your Majesty has been waiting for a long time," the eunuch walked to the hall and stopped walking forward to lead the way, but instead bowed his body and made a gesture of inviting him to enter,

"Amitabha," the monk nodded and walked into the hall.

The main hall is built with a luxurious construction, with a dragon as a pillar and a variety of rare treasures. The main hall that should have filled the palace maids and eunuchs is empty at this time, with only one sitting upright on the large chair in the center.

She was wearing a crown, and the colorful silk thread was hanging down with a crown made of colorful round beads, covering her appearance. She was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. When she saw the monk coming, she spoke directly, "Why did the master come?"

"Amitabha,"

"Your Majesty is willing to listen to the Buddha's sermon. The little monk shouldn't have said too much, but now the situation is different. The saint is gone. The great struggle has come. The struggle between the human emperor has entered the strongest moment."

"First, the true Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao has completed the priestly God of Judicial God and attained the Daluo Golden Immortal. Then, the Prince of East China Sea Ao Chun made a appointment to fight against the Three-Platform Sea God Nezha on the shore of the East China Sea. Ao Chun cultivated the Supreme Nine Dragons. This skill is the most domineering. He can only move forward but not retreat. He won this battle, cut off the hatred in his heart, ascend to the position of the Dragon King of East China Sea, and attained the Daluo Golden Immortal,"

"On the contrary, if Nezha wins, he can plunder all the foundations of Ao Chun and achieve the Daluo Golden Immortal."

"To get a glimpse of the whole story, the tenth prince of the demon clan, Yin Xi, and other heroes of all races will all be able to achieve Da Luo. In the past, His Majesty delayed, but the little monk did not urge him, but the situation is different from the past. Please make a decision early."

The monk looked at the emperor who was silent and fell into deep thought, put his hands together and waited quietly. Time passed by minute by minute. In the blink of an eye, the bright sunshine disappeared without a trace. The night had arrived, time continued to disappear, the rising sun was rising, and the fiery red light dispelled the confusing night, and the second day had arrived.

One day and one night, no one came to disturb the hall.

"If it doesn't make it a big Luo, this battle between the Emperor of Humanity will definitely be eliminated. Now that the situation is eliminated, it will be a death-death soul."

"I am merciful, and I don't know when I will go to Lingshan to pay homage to the World Honored One," the emperor finally spoke again.

"Amitabha,"

"The little monk will take His Majesty and set off to Lingshan Da Leiyin Temple to pay homage to the World Honored One,"

"God's everything?"

"With my monk here, there will be no trouble for God," the fat monk with a big belly and a smile slowly walked in from outside with a smile.
Chapter completed!