Xiao Huzi said in a serious tone: "It's hard to say whether the weapon spirit is there, but if it can drive away the Immortal Emperor Realm and the Immortal Venerable Realm Kunpeng, there should be something close to a god here."
Xiao Jintan pondered: "Considering the entire upper world as a secret realm, the rumored gods are not equivalent to weapon spirits. To a certain extent, the gods are weapon spirits, and it should be considered this way."
An Qingli raised his eyebrows slightly. There was nothing wrong with saying this, as she was the god of the Mustard Seed Dimension.
Little Jin Tan shook his little golden fan and was ready to continue his eloquent speech.
But as soon as it opened its mouth, there was a sudden "boom" and a thunder sounded in the clear sky.
That thunder struck impartially, not hitting Xiao Jin Tan's head, but hitting An Qingli's head.
Poor An Qingli, a white-born beauty, was struck black by this sudden thunderstorm.
An Qingli's lips twitched, spitting out a puff of white smoke, and the rejuvenation formula began to work, repairing her blackened head.
"Is this...is this a big joke?" The little ones were dumbfounded, "Is there really a god who is watching this place all the time?"
So, who is that god, and in what form does he exist here?
Little Jintan worriedly said "I'm sorry" to An Qingli. In fact, he didn't expect that the gods here would be so stingy.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the thought passed through his mind, An Qingli was struck by lightning again.
An Qingli had no time to resist or say anything, before he was knocked down in one fell swoop.
The whole person became stiff and fell to the ground. With the Rejuvenation Technique protecting his body, there was no fear for his life for the moment.
She had never been so miserable after entering the secret realm. She didn't expect the unexpected tragedy to come so unprepared.
Xiao Jintan quickly went to An Qingli Divine Mansion to protect An Qingli's soul and did not dare to think about other things.
In a territory that is completely controlled by others, you still have to behave honestly and do not even think disrespectfully.
There are indeed gods here, and they are extremely powerful gods.
You see, the weapon spirit in Xiantao Secret Realm is powerful, but it can give a glimpse of people's thoughts.
If you encounter an Immortal Lord Realm or an Immortal Emperor Realm, it is possible to split the secret realm from the inside with a sword.
An Qingli, who was paralyzed all over, could not move. At the same time as the Rejuvenation Technique was running, he also used those thunder and lightning to temper his body.
Half a quarter of an hour later, An Qingli finally regained his composure, and several small and large monsters all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where did I offend the gods?" Several big demons were in awe.
Is it an honor for the boss of their family to be personally punished by this god?
pleasure?
An Qingli twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, crossed his legs on the ground, and used his immortal power to further repair his injuries.
The scene just now looked like an unfilial son who was struck by lightning.
But she considers herself worthy of her parents and master, and is a good and filial child.
Why did thunder strike her instead of others that day? It was Xiao Jintan who was disrespectful to the gods, not her, the contractor.
Could it be...
An Qingli suddenly thought of the large number of newly added fairy beasts and fairy plants in the Mustard Seed Space.
Could it be that she took too much, so much that this god couldn’t even see it?!
It's not like that. In the middle and later stages, those monsters came to her door on their own initiative, and she just accepted them conveniently.
This god is open-minded and fair, so he won't get angry because of it, right?
An Qingli smiled and looked up into the sky.
High in the sky, a heavy groan suddenly sounded.
That muffled sound was filled with extreme dissatisfaction, as if it came from ancient times, making the souls of An Qingli and Xiao Jintan tremble at the same time.
"I...I understand." An Qingli felt cold all over his body, and with great kindness, he released a batch of newly harvested low-level monsters.
I probably counted nearly a hundred thousand of them.
These low-level monsters are not that important, and we don’t know how vast the mustard space is.
As long as there are enough adult monsters left in the mustard space, a large number of them will be born in a few decades.
"snort!"
There was another groan of dissatisfaction, and a bolt of thunder struck one meter in front of An Qingli.
"I understand again!"
An Qingli's eyes twitched, and with a thought, he released another hundred thousand low-level monsters.
But it was not enough, another thunder struck half a meter in front of An Qingli.
"I understand!" An Qingli quickly raised his hand, and this time he was so bold that he directly released 300,000 monsters.
But it's still not enough!
The white clouds in the sky suddenly condensed into several large characters, handing over half of the fairy crystals, half of the live fairy grass, and 300,000 monster beasts, and also emphasized that in this secret realm, there were no fairy grasses and monsters that were not there before.
beast.
When he captured the thief cat's lair, An Qingli got a lot of good things.
But now, the other party has pointed out that taking things from the Mustard Seed Space is also a disguised exchange of resources.
An Qingli estimated that the Haotian Stone Book was no match for this god, so he could only nod in agreement.
"Please accept it." An Qingli didn't hesitate and readily gave out what the other party asked for.
The resources that were as vast as the sea disappeared without a trace as soon as they left the Mustard Seed Space. They must have been dispersed to various places in an instant by this god.
An Qingli had too much, so he didn't feel too distressed. He just looked at the sky here and humbly asked for advice: "I dare to ask this god, is there any way to make my territory generate the power of thunder and lightning?
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In her territory, there was no way to gather advanced thunder tribulations, so An Qingli had nothing to do with it. It was just a pity that the many monsters under her hands could not advance normally.
There was another loud "hum" from the sky above.
Of course, only An Qingli and the others could hear this muffled sound, because this god had already set up an invisible barrier near An Qingli.
The white clouds in the sky suddenly changed their shapes and condensed into several large characters: Give me half of the Netherworld Fire.
An Qingli raised his eyebrows.
That Netherworld Fire was the result of her hard work in cultivation. If she separated it, she would have to find the Netherworld Qi and spend time cultivating it.
The cultivation time is not long, but the energy of the netherworld is hard to find.
"If I share your fire, what can you give me?" An Qingli asked seriously.
The Haotian Stone Book flipped gently, conveying some of the news it knew to An Qingli.
It turns out that even the most powerful gods have rules that they need to abide by.
Therefore, this god could clearly kill An Qingli in one fell swoop, but showed mercy twice.
Probably An Qingli had gained too much and was indeed hated too much.
The white clouds high in the sky temporarily dispersed, and a black and electrically charged ball of light appeared above An Qingli's head.
Little Huzi looked straight at it, this was something more precious than the thunder stone before it!
The thunder stone before it can only store the power of thunder and lightning, but cannot generate the power of thunder and lightning.
And the thunder and lightning ball in front of me is a small ball, but it condenses infinite thunder and lightning power!