(1st Update)

Yang Ming returned to the mansion of the Bombing Heaven Gang, and the six reincarnation worlds unfolded behind him.

"Let me out! Yang Ming, you bastard! What the hell are you doing with my lingerie! ”

As soon as Yang Ming came in, he heard Qian Ling Xue yelling at him.

With a turn of her eyes, at this moment, Qian Lingxue was bound to a pillar by the Soul Detention Rope, which was very artistically bound, highlighting her graceful posture to the fullest.

In the days when she was imprisoned by Yang Ming, Qian Lingxue didn't sleep well every day, and she always felt that something was wrong, thinking about it, and only after Yang Ming took away her underwear before, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which could explain all this.

"What's the matter, our dignified Martial Spirit Hall Holy Maiden, haven't you figured it out yet?" Yang Ming playfully picked up Qian Lingxue's chin, exposing her long snow neck to his eyes, and said, "If you are willing to be my slave girl, I will let you out." ”

"Dreaming!"

Qianrenxue's beautiful eyes glared angrily.

She will never give in!

Yang Ming smiled, he didn't intend to use force, and it was not a pleasant thing to slowly train the tsundere saintess like this.

Without continuing to pay attention to the noisy sound of Qian Ling Xue behind him, Yang Ming took out the Hanhai Qiankun Cover from the Youhai Na Ring.

As soon as the azure triangle appeared, it completely rendered the surroundings into an ocean blue, and the soft blue light fluctuations were so gorgeous that even Qianyue couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and she was dazzled for a while.

"What is this, it's so beautiful."

There's no woman who doesn't like shiny things.

Especially inside the Hanhai Qiankun cover, there is a secret to becoming a god, and Qian Lingxue's intuition tells her that this is a rare treasure.

Yang Ming naturally wouldn't tell Qian Lingxue kindly, playing with the Hanhai Qiankun cover in his hand, his eyes fell into contemplation.

In the original work, Tang San successfully obtained the Seagod Inheritance with the help of the medium of the Hanhai Qiankun Cover.

But there is a big problem inside, a wisp of Seagod's consciousness is in it, with Tang San's spiritual power at that time, even if it is far beyond the opponent of the same class, it is definitely not the opponent of Seagod's consciousness.

So, is it possible that in the process of Tang San becoming a god, the sea god secretly exerted some influence on him?

After all, before crossing over, Yang Ming had also seen countless networks, and there were not too many tricks such as snatching away rebirth, even if Tang San was the son of destiny in the original book, he could not be taken away by the sea god, but it would be more or less affected.

As for whether it is or not, you will find out by experimenting.

Yang Ming cut a blood mark on his hand, blood flowed, and the Hanhai Qiankun cover was attached to the wound, as if it was spiritual, Yang Ming's blood continued to be injected into it, and the original blue halo fluctuations gradually turned red.

"Yang Ming, what is he doing?"

Now, Qian Lingxue paid special attention to Yang Ming's every move, and this strange behavior made her extremely puzzled.

After a short time, a faint blue light floated out from the Hanhai Qiankun cover, condensing into a very faint phantory shadow, and a plain and old voice sounded:

"I don't know how long it took, but I finally found a blood that tasted good, and I finally found a physique that could withstand the power of Hanhai."

"This is ......" Qianyue's beautiful eyes flickered.

She faintly felt that since this phantom appeared, her Seraphim martial soul had been touched.

Yang Ming's reincarnated eyes turned with a cold light, and he could sense that from the Hanhai Qiankun Cover, an unimaginable attraction was being released, tearing at his body and soul, and even causing him to lose control of his body in a short period of time.

With the weakness of Yang Ming's body, it seemed that everything around him was slowly fading, and from the Hanhai Qiankun cover, a mysterious force quietly approached Yang Ming, wanting to burrow into his brain from his eyebrows.

In the Six Realms of Reincarnation World, Yang Ming is the only master of this world, and although the small movements of the Seagod's residual consciousness are very secretive, they can't hide it from Yang Ming's eyes.

"Finally found you!"

Yang Ming laughed fiercely, and with the strength of the entire six reincarnation worlds, Yang Ming suddenly broke free from the shackles of the Hanhai Qiankun cover, stretched out his right hand, five fingers and one finger, and under the repulsion of the Shenluo Heavenly Expedition, he directly dispersed the mysterious power released by the residual consciousness of the sea god.

"Stupid mortal, you know what you were just doing! You are rejecting the Poseidon legacy! ”

A majestic voice came from the shadows, and at the same time, the blue light shone on the earth, reflecting the watery blue of the surrounding ocean, declaring the power and mystery of the speaker.

Even if the residual consciousness of the sea god has been baptized for hundreds of years and thousands of years, it has become very weak now, as if it will disappear with a breath, but he is a former god after all, and just a trace of power in the residual world is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The majestic gods are mighty and mighty, as if they want to make mortals in the world kneel and surrender.

Feeling the faint divine power that filled the heavens and the earth, Qianrenxue's pretty face instantly turned white and colorless, and sweat broke out on her forehead.

"It's ...... God! Oh my God, what the hell is Yang Ming doing, how could he provoke a god! Even if the other party has fallen for many years, it is not ......"

Before Qian Lingxue finished speaking, she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, as if she had seen something that made her look at it all shattered.

But he saw that Yang Ming was expressionless and grabbed the phantom of the remaining consciousness of the sea god.

Others may not be able to do it, and they will even be frightened in front of the divine power released by the other party just now.

But don't forget, this is the place!

This is a world of six reincarnations, even if it is only a small world the size of two football fields, Yang Ming is also comparable to the existence of the creator here, not to mention, the other party is still the residual consciousness of a fallen god, just releasing the divine power just now, it has consumed most of his strength, and he can't get out of Yang Ming's hands at all.

The phantom struggled and shouted:

"Mortals, stop! I can give you worldly glory and wealth, and I can also help you evolve your martial soul, you can't do this to me! ”

"It's noisy!"

Yang Ming casually threw the phantom and threw it into the beast path that landed next to him.

The beast Dao, like a millstone, is constantly turning, wearing out the residual consciousness of the sea god and squeezing out his surplus value.

I have to say that the god is really a creature beyond humans, even if it is just a wisp of consciousness left by the sea god, the beast Dao has to work hard to wipe out a small half, and the rest will probably take more than half a day to wipe it out.

Yang Ming's expression moved, and then he showed surprise.

After the residual consciousness of the sea god was worn out, it actually overflowed with incomparably pure spiritual power, and with just a little breath, it could be easily transformed into his own.

Yang Ming hurriedly sat down cross-legged and tried to absorb it.