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The pill within the gourd actually made a sound as it cultivated into a human form. •

"Good pill!"

Moreover, the medicinal pill before him gave him the feeling that he was unable to defeat it.

The Daoist man said indifferently. His tone revealed that he was trying to get some compensation from Yang Qi.

"Senior, do you want me to compensate you?" Yang Qi purposefully revealed a shocked expression.

"Why don't you want compensation?" The Daoist man said, "I can't replenish my divine power in here. For a mere Quasi-Deity like you to be here, first, you must have a pill that can replenish your divine power endlessly. Second, you must have a treasure that can resist the poisonous fog."

"What?" Yang Ke's face changed. "I've lost pills and magic treasures to replenish my divine power. How can I leave?"

Give me your pill and my magic treasure as compensation, and I will naturally bring you out. Also, there are a total of nine levels in the depths of the Primordial Furnace Divine Hall, and there are countless good things, including pills and alchemy materials. Some of them have already been demonized, but there are still others that can resist the poison gas; as long as you take out this treasure, I will obtain it one by one. This Daoist alchemist didn't seem to be the slightest bit polite, as if he could casually pinch Yang Qi.

"A total of nine levels?" Yang Ke was startled. If he were to encounter such a powerful pill on the third level, what good stuff would he run into on the way? Moreover, it was the divine pellet that he needed. Once consumed, if it was refined within his own virtual divine spark, he would be able to quickly condense the king of divine sparks, saving at least sixty years of bitter cultivation in the God Realm.

"Since that's the case, why don't I join hands with senior? I use my magic treasure to protect you from leaving? " Yang Qi was still negotiating.

"Heh heh …" The old cultivator with the medicinal pellet revealed a sinister smile, "Brat, what qualifications do you have to join hands with me? Moreover, you just caused me to lose energy. In here, I can only rest for a long period of time and consume a bit of energy. I need a lot of medicinal herbs in order to raise my strength. Furthermore, if you protect me and let me out, how would I trust you? If you were to suddenly abandon me, wouldn't that mean that I would be unable to shed tears?

"If that's the case, then there's no other way." Yang Qi spread out his hands. "I will not give you magic treasures or pills."

"Oh?" The Daoist Priest smiled, "You probably don't know how powerful my Great Cave King Pill is. Just how strong can a small 'Quasi-Deity' be? Don't tell me you have even condensed an advanced level willpower?"

"Senior, are you going to use force now?" Yang Qi was ready to fight.

Humph, if it wasn't for the fact that I've stayed in the calabash for so many years and no one accompanied me to talk, and my memories still come from the inheritance of those alchemist characters from the ancient times, I would have already killed you long ago. Talking with me more would have eased my loneliness and loneliness. The Daoist Priest abruptly took a step forward, "For a mere Quasi-Deity, killing you is as easy as flipping my palm. Don't even think about getting out."

"Could it be that you're not afraid that I'll break this gourd and allow the poisonous gas to enter?" Yang Qi said, "Although this gourd is sturdy, but the lid seems to be able to be broken open. As the poison gas spreads in, what do you think will happen?"

"That may not be so!" Yang Qi looked around and found that this was a gourd. Although there were many profound formations in the depths of the gourd, there were no divine stones, and it could not be activated. This alchemist could not go out, so where could he get a divine stone to activate the formation?

"Cut the crap! Bring me that magical equipment you have!" Suddenly, the Daoist Priest made his move. He gently threw out a palm attack, but the palm energy was extremely vigorous. It came crashing over with a rumbling sound like the collapse of a mountain.

"Hahaha …" When Yang Ke saw this Taoist Priest make his move, a smile instantly appeared on his face. It was because his opponent's superhuman powers were powerful, but... Some simple methods of condensing divine power were impossible to use. He did not have any combat experience at all, just like a fool. Although he had a mountain of gold and silver, he did not know how to use it.

Ever since the birth of this pill, some of its memories were left behind by the alchemist. Or rather, when the alchemist was concocting pills, he poured his mind and spirit into them, which allowed the pill to have its own thoughts and thoughts. Although he had cultivated his sacred art and his God Power, he never went out and had almost no combat experience.

Speaking of battle experience, from the imprint of the gods, with all the battle experience of the Celestial Elephant King, Yang Qi could be said to be peerless in this world, and no one could compare to him.

"True Words of Myriad Tribulations, Holy Overlord of the Great Perfection, all divine incantations!" Even though his finger seemed to be moving very slowly, just like a tortoise. In fact, it was as fast as lightning, breaking through the limits of space and time, and with just one finger, he had already killed the center of the elixir man's power. Suddenly, a whirlwind exploded, completely breaking apart the last palm left behind by the elixir man.

The Daoist alchemist backed up and was shocked. "Y-y-you …" It's a miracle that it actually condensed the will of a high level. No one can reach the will of a high level at the Quasi-God level. "

"I've already reached that level. How about it?" At this moment, he did not have much to fear from this Daoist Pills. This Daoist Pills' God Power was far more powerful than his, but his God Power was scattered and could not condense, and his Qi was also lacking. His combat experience was equivalent to that of an idiot, when that palm was thrown out, not only did it not concentrate, it was also extremely wasteful.

With Yang Qi's combat experience, the Daoist alchemist was no better than a child.

Of course, it was only because Yang Ke had condensed the will of a superior cultivator that he could break the God Power. Otherwise, any expert below the advanced realm would be rendered immobile by this person.

But now, Yang Qi had seen through everything that happened to the little Daoist.

If the Pill Dao relied on his divine powers and had some combat experience, such as the white seal, Yang Qi wouldn't be able to do anything to him. He might even be at a disadvantage, but without any combat experience, even the Silver mountain would be defeated.

"My battle experience is too poor. I'll let you see my strongest battle technique!" Yang Qi's body started spinning, suddenly, a stream of sword Qi shot out. This was the Sword Truth of the Life King, slashing through the air, using the smallest amount of divine energy to condense the sharpest killing technique. The sword Qi split apart, forming layers of sword net again, enveloping the Daoist alchemist.

"Die!" However, the smile on Yang Qi's face was getting wider and wider. His sword net only consumed a single layer of his energy, but the strength of his palm, that was because he could not condense his divine power. If this continued, sooner or later, his divine power would run out and he would be like a turtle in a jar.