The name of the golden mace is "Batian Golden Mace".
I don't know who got such a powerful and domineering reputation, but the attack power is indeed powerful.
Yang Qi was hit.
It was the Dou Chuan Xing Shift that relied on god-level Qigong.
The power is transmitted out instead, blasting through the door of space.
Otherwise, if this power directly enters the body, it will still be unbearable.
Of course, the Great Emperor Tower can also be barely solved, but it still requires backlash from the meridians.
The golden mace is filled with surging golden energy.
The energy is like gold liquid.
It is very pure and shining.
It seems that a golden river has flowed into it.
It is a very high-level energy.
With a wave, the whole world is filled with energy.
A country that can be turned into gold.
"Good baby, I'm worried that I don't have a weapon to attack the prince.
This golden mace is so powerful and domineering.
When used to its full power, I'm afraid even the great sage can be hurt.
One kill with the mace can make the prince's head explode."
Yang Qi said this He grabbed the rod weapon in his hand and began to refine it.
The energy in his body went crazy into the golden mace.
"stop" At this moment, a sudden and violent roar came from a distance: "My weapon of Lingyuan Dao, the Overlord Golden Mace, was forged by the great saints of ancient times.
It is a treasure that holds the mountain.
Who dares to snatch it and refine it?
You will be punished by God” The whistling sound and the person arrived not far away from Yang Qi, with a strong aura.
This man was a middle-aged man, wearing a battle armor with traces of blood on it.
It seemed that he had just returned from an extremely violent trembling, and the devil's aura was still wrapped around his body.
Apparently he returned from a battle in heaven to kill demons.
He supported Jin Zhenyun with one hand and input his true energy.
You can see that the mellow true energy made up for all the injuries on Jin Zhenyun's body.
Then he looked at Yang Qi with his eyes: "Why are you here in our Lingyuan?"
If there is chaos in the Taoist territory, why don't you hand over the Tyrant Golden Mace and kneel down at the mountain gate of our Lingyuan Taoist temple to apologize?
We can let you go."
"Half Saint" Yang Qi took a look and felt with his aura that this middle-aged man with blood-stained armor was a semi-saint even more powerful than the immortal and powerful man.
A half-sage is a person like a prince who is half a step away from becoming a great saint.
Compared with the immortal, he is much more tyrannical.
He can burn the sky and boil the sea with a slight move, and manipulate the laws like a fish in water.
"I also kill demons in the sky, and occasionally land down to attack the realm on the territory of Lingyuan Dao, using some of your spiritual energy.
However, I gave you enough compensation, and you also followed.
Why do you still have to do it?
Kill me."
Yang Qi said in a calm tone.
"Senior brother, it's like this."
Several people nearby quickly stepped forward to explain to this powerful "half-saint".
"What?"
The "half-saint" middle-aged man was completely shocked, "You said, this person just broke through the legendary third transformation.
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Only this person who succeeded in the void transformation is the legendary third transformation, and he can injure Jin Zhenyun.
The golden mace has been taken away."
"That's true, senior brother.
This person is suspected to have a very high background, so we advised Jin Zhenyun not to take action, but he still took action."
Lan Tianbo said repeatedly.
"This matter is worthy of discussion."
The middle-aged half-saint looked at Yang Qi, his eyes shining: "This friend, I hope you will return the Tyrant Golden Mace.
This treasure is not trivial.
Once lost, I, Lingyuan Dao, will definitely If you have to mobilize them all, even the Supreme Elders at the level of the Great Sage will be alerted and come to kill you.
Moreover, it is impossible for you to refine this treasure.
It contains the will of the ancient Great Sage and cannot be suppressed.
Once you forcibly refine it, you will definitely encounter backlash.
On the contrary, it will cause serious harm to one's life."
"Is this the etiquette of your Lingyuan Dao?"
Yang Qi waved his golden mace a little, and the golden ocean rippled: "I was almost killed by your people, and I expressed enough goodwill in advance, but you didn't even apologize.
Apologize, but instead ask for this golden mace from me."
"Unbridled" Jin Zhenyun's face turned pale, and he repeatedly activated his own Qi.
Waves of golden Qi came out, and it seemed that he wanted to take back his golden trump card.
However, the golden mace was held in Yang Qi's hand and remained motionless.
"Monster, you dare not let go of the Tyrant Golden Mace, and you will definitely die without a burial place."
Jin Zhenyun's eyes were fierce, like a wolf and a tiger.
Being manipulated like this by Yang Qi, his face became more and more uneasy, especially since he saw so many There was a look of ridicule on the faces of fellow sect members.
He is the legendary nine-transformer, a strong man who can transform into immortality.
And Yang Qicai's legendary three transformations are the Void Transformation.
There is a six-level difference in levels between the two, but now he is completely crushed and has no chance to fight back.
This cannot but be said to be a joke.
Yang Qi ignored him, but waited for the half-saint's answer.
If the half-saint strong man didn't answer well, he would leave.
With his current cultivation level, even if the ancient great sages were sent to hunt him down, they might not be able to kill him completely.
Entering the depths of the space-time storm, finding an escape from the monsoon of hell, nothing happened.
"In this way, you give us the golden mace of Tyranny, and all the matters can be canceled with one stroke, and you can leave."
The Half-Saint pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke.
"Then let's forget about Jin Zhenyun taking advantage of my cultivation and hitting me hard with his overbearing golden mace," Yang Qidao said.
"Then what are you doing?"
The half-sage raised his eyebrows, "My Lingyuan Dao is one of the three thousand avenues in the Cathay Continent.
The fact that it was inherited from ancient times has already given you face.
Do you really want our Lingyuan?"
I want to apologize to you.
Who do you think you are?
A figure in the Great Saint Realm or an ancient overlord?
Or you want to find an excuse and swallowed this golden mace?"
"Hahahahaha" Yang Qi suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Everyone of Lingyuan Dao, I will accept the golden mace of the Tyrant Sky and you can take care of it for yourself.
I want to return this treasure and tell you, don't think about it from now on.
I’ll take my leave and you’ll have a good time searching.”
Whoosh Yang Qi flew through the air and rose into the sky.
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"Stay."
The half-saint middle-aged man finally couldn't stand it any longer.
With a wave of his hand, the sky skyrocketed, and a loud military song rushed up to the sky and hit Yang Qi.
For a moment, something seemed to appear between heaven and earth.
Thousands of troops and horses were rolling towards him, and countless soldier souls appeared in the air, turning into a cage.
"Military fighting fist, soldier soul refining body" The middle-aged half-saint tore the void with a punch, teleported to Yang Qi's side, and struck with a punch.
The aura of war and killing fell from all sides.
The half-saint middle-aged man's fists were like a soldier's way, his offensive was sharp, and his aura was like a heavenly sword butchering a god, straight through a blood-stained road.
"Well done."
Yang Qi is not weak at all.
He has been promoted to Void Transformation and his vitality has reached a certain level.
He is about to fight with someone to test his success.
This person is a half saint, and the prince is also a half saint.
He Fighting against this man is equivalent to warming up for killing the prince.
With a bang, Yang Qi's palm condensed, and a spear appeared, striking straight at him.
The trajectory of the spear of Hades carried the aura of heaven's mystery since ancient times, piercing the murderous aura of the military, and attacked the palm of this semi-saint's hand.
"No matter how strong your true energy is and how high-level your energy is, in the end, the changes are too low-level.
Let me show you my ultimate soldier of heaven and earth."
The half-saint middle-aged man roared, grabbed and shot with his palms, and suddenly spit out, an ancient character of Zhenqi with a heavy aura, shattered the void, appeared in front of him, and resisted the spear of Hades.
This is a "soldier" character.
The ancient immortal text has reached its peak, making all the vitality between heaven and earth become his soldiers.
"What kind of qigong is this?"
Yang Qi's spear was hindered, but his martial arts was ever-changing, and he changed the assassination to a sweep.
Suddenly a spear swept over, crushing thousands of troops, and the sky trembled.
"military" The half-saint middle-aged man sneered again.
A word of "military" zhenqi appeared, and the vitality collapsed.
Space cracks appeared everywhere.
From the space cracks, killing formations shot out.
An army surged out.
The heaven and earth became one, and the vitality appeared.
An extremely high frequency came out.
"Young man, come down here."
The half-saint middle-aged man rolled his palms.
The mountains of vitality were one after another, weighing thousands.
Any vitality energy became his army.
At this moment, he was the commander of the vitality, with thousands of troops.
Everything is in his palm, and no one dares to disobey his orders.
Qigong cultivation is really only one step away from reaching the pinnacle and entering the profession of saint.
"You are not ashamed to speak."
Yang Qi stepped in all directions with an indifferent expression.
The spear of Hades expanded again.
Every blow broke a piece of vitality.
He raised his head to the sky and roared fiercely.
In an instant, countless white holes appeared behind his body.
White holes Opening it, millions of void divine thunders were ejected, hail fell from the Yangtze River, and exploded on the body of the half-saint middle-aged man.
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"You can actually comprehend the divine thunder of the void.
This is a method that only the great saint has."
The middle-aged half-saint supported his body, and a huge light mask appeared around him, resisting the baptism of the divine thunder.
His five fingers were like hooks, and he attacked again with his left hand.
"Bing", "Army" on the right hand, the two major attacks are combined into one, with only one shock, breaking the thunderstorm: "Unfortunately, I am a semi-saint, these void divine thunders can't help me, just take them down."
With repeated attacks and stepping into nothingness, the middle-aged half-saint wanted to tear Yang Qi and the world behind him apart.
Yang Qi opened his eyes, with a solemn expression, and the blood in his body was rushing.
First, various holy lights rushed up from his body, and the angel wings opened in a flash.
Immediately, his body disappeared.
The half-saint middle-aged man's attack failed, and he couldn't even lock his soul, completely losing Yang Qi's shadow.
"Not good."
The middle-aged half-saint came to his senses immediately and tried his best to shrink his light shield to make his protective ability stronger.
Sure enough, at the moment when he condensed the light shield, a spear appeared from the dark place and struck fiercely.
Hit him in the back.
There was a crackle, a lot of cracks appeared on the light shield, and a spear actually pierced his protective energy and almost came close to his body.
"Force field distortion" The middle-aged half-saint roared repeatedly, shocked and angry.
He did not expect to be forced to such a point by Yang Qi.
In the violent roar, the light shield aura around him instantly transformed into a field.
"Field of War" A battlefield appeared with his body as the center.
He himself lives in the battlefield, and the vitality space in the entire field is full of battle flags, drums, and troops: