“Congratulations to the host for getting the villain value 600W!”

Qin Ting’s brow was slightly picked, 600W villain value!

Although he used to have tens of millions of villain values in the Netherworld, but it was also the accumulation of a hundred years, he did not expect to complete the task for the first time in the Divine Realm, and he directly obtained a huge 600W.

However, Qin Ting thought about it carefully and understood the situation.

Although this time Qin Ting’s erasure of the son of qi luck could be described as very simple and easy, the impact was extremely far-reaching!

You know, Fang Chongming sits on a god’s memory of divine power and his perception of Shinto, which can be said to be accumulated over time, and he will inevitably become a god in the future!

And the disciples he sat down on were also all celestial figures, and their future achievements were unlimited.

In the future, Fang Chongming may not be able to establish a super power that can compete with the Qin clan!

And this Xuanyang Divine Sect is the prototype of this super power.

Unfortunately, before he could grow up, he was obliterated by Qin Ting.

It is equivalent to Qin Ting obliterating a future super power, but after all, it is not really obliterating the super power, so the 600W villain value rewarded by the system is also appropriate.

Qin Ting took the memory of the Divine Dignity into his brow and turned away, while the maids outside the door saw Qin Ting leave and hurried into the side hall to clean up.

The faces were filled with a hint of awe and fear.

They remembered that there was a man who had been imprisoned in the side hall, but now he had become silent, leaving only traces of the void to show the man’s fate.

But the maids are blind and silent, doing things in such a high gate compound, the most important thing is to forget what should not be remembered.

In the Great Hall, Qin Ting sat on the ground, ready to fuse this memory into his own soul.

For the acquisition of power, Qin Ting has always been impatient.

。。。。。

Time flies, and there is no age for practice.

This is true for the monks of the Netherworld, and this is true for the gods!

For mortal cultivators, a hundred years is not a long time, and for the gods of the Yuan Dynasty, it is just a snap of a finger.

This retreat of Qin Ting is three hundred years.

Although the Qin court had been closed for three hundred years, the Zifu was still operating in an orderly manner.

In the Divine Realm, the time of the Divine Retreat is extremely long, and even the retreat of ten thousand years is also a common thing, so people in the Divine Realm are accustomed to the retreat of the Lord.

In the Great Hall, Qin Ting slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This memory of the Divine Dignity can be said to have benefited Qin Ting a lot!

The more he refined and fused this memory, the more Qin Ting was shocked.

The memory of the gods is the realization of the divine way for tens of millions of years, and the accumulation of countless times on the Divine Law Avenue, just like an encyclopedia, any question Qin Ting can find the answer.

Moreover, this answer is still so profound and profound, and Qin Ting is also a brilliant person, and the effect is several times better!

Although Qin Ting only refined and fused this memory, and did not cultivate, but by feeling this memory’s understanding of the Divine Tao, Qin Ting’s current realm had already reached the peak of the Heavenly God Realm!

Half a foot is already stepping into the True God, as long as the accumulation of cultivation is increased, Qin Ting can truly step into the True God Realm!

And Qin Ting’s biggest gain is more than that, this divine memory’s understanding of the Divine Law has reached a peak realm, and Qin Ting has also gained a lot.

With the help of this memory, Qin Ting had also improved his divine powers a lot, and his combat strength had risen to another level!

Qin Ting got up and walked to the front of the main hall with his hands in his hands, his eyes dark.

Since he ascended to the Divine Realm, he had always said that he would stay in the Qin Divine City, although his status was noble, but after all, it was also a bit boring, and he was extremely quiet.

Qin Ting’s voice was low: “It’s time to go out and walk around.”

At this time, the Zixiao Realm flew out of the Ziwei Divine Garden, and with a large team of honor guards behind him, flew towards the direction of the Qin Realm.

Along the way, the gods and priests in the Ziwei Divine Court paid homage to this deity, and this deity was a god master!

However, what makes these gods and priests most respected is not the strength of this god, but his identity!

This god is the second chief of the inner court of the Ziwei Divine Garden, the confidant of the Divine Emperor, and the Lord of the Wenxuan God!

Wen Xuan Divine Lord had no expression all the way, but his heart was full of terrifying waves.

He had just received the Divine Emperor’s Divine Decree and went to the Qin clan to announce that the Third Prince of Qin had come to see him.

And he was a confidant of the Divine Emperor, and he vaguely knew a little bit of the Divine Emperor’s thoughts, and that the Third Prince of Qin was actually …

Lord Wen Xuan let out a slight breath, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that a new upstart is going to appear in the Ziwei Divine Realm… _

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