Chapter 3639 Windfall
After leaving the battlefield, Ji Tianxing continued to go north.
Next, he has to cross the Ganyang domain, and then pass through eight domains before arriving at the northern edge of the Xingyuan continent.
At that time, he will go to the Jiuxuan Cave of the Jinpeng Clan to visit the ancestor of Jinpeng.
"Shua!"
It was still the Zuntian Sword galloping on the top of the cloud, while Ji Tianxing stayed in the world of the sword and entered the tower to deal with the spoils.
The killing battle just now sounded very long, but in fact it only took a quarter of an hour.
Ji Tianxing beheaded eight god-king powerhouses, and instantly killed eighteen blood-killing elites in the god-king realm, gaining a lot.
There is nothing to say about those elites of the Blood Killing Hall in the Divine Sovereign Realm.
Ji Tianxing despised their godhead fragments.
After all, even if he spends time refining it, he won't get much divine law, let alone absorb much divine power.
There is no way, he is already the god king at the peak of the fifth level realm.
Only the godhead fragments of the middle and upper god kings have good effects on him.
Even the godhead fragments of the lower god kings can only play a limited role, which is better than nothing.
Distorted spacetime.
Ji Tianxing sat cross-legged under the Blood Flame Sacred Tree and began to count the spoils.
First of all, the space rings of the eighteen blood killing hall elites.
These masters are the elite of the Qiongqi clan, and their family backgrounds are not too rich, but they are still much richer than ordinary high-ranking gods.
Ji Tianxing sorted out the cultivation resources in the eighteen rings, and put them all into his space ring.
According to a rough estimate, the resources worth about 200 billion divine stones were obtained.
Of course, there are no king-level artifacts and resources here, basically all of them are god-level.
Ji Tianxing put the 200 billion resources separately and left them to Wushuang, Bailong, Heilong, Qianyue, Lin Xue and others.
Afterwards, he began to check the space rings of the eight god kings.
These god-king powerhouses are either the elders of the Qiongqi clan, or the domain masters of the Qingkong and Ganyang domains.
Basically, they are powerful and powerful people, and their wealth is of course far higher than that of ordinary god kings.
It took Ji Tianxing half a day to sort out the eight space rings.
He obtained a large number of cultivation resources, a large number of king-level materials, elixirs, artifacts and treasures.
The value of these resources is not easy to estimate.
However, it is conservatively estimated that the combined wealth of the eight god kings is close to two trillion yuan.
Coupled with the resources and wealth already in his space ring, his current family property is close to three trillion yuan!
"As the saying goes, horses don't get fat without night grass, and people don't get rich without windfall.
With this windfall, it is enough for me to cultivate to the upper level of God King, and support everyone to cultivate to the level of God King! "
Ji Tianxing put away the space ring and showed a satisfied smile.
With a lot of king-level treasures and resources, even if he piled them with divine pills and treasures, he could still pile up Wushuang, Bailong, Lin Xue and others to the god-king realm!
What's more, the talents and aptitudes of these people are originally geniuses that are unique in a million.
In addition, it is worth mentioning that from the space rings of the eight god kings, he obtained many king-level materials for refining weapons, alchemy, and formations.
Fortunately, among these materials, there happened to be medicinal materials that he was in urgent need of refining the Jiuzhuan Xingyun Pill.
Now, with Star Devouring Flower in hand, nine auxiliary materials are complete, and seventeen medicinal materials are also collected.
Nine-turn Xingyun Pill can finally be refined!
However, Ji Tianxing was not in a hurry to refine the medicine right away.
He exercised his kung fu and adjusted his breath for a while, and when his divine power and mental state recovered, he took out the fragments of the eight godheads.
"First refine their godheads, and then concentrate on refining the Nine-Revolution Xingyun Pill.
If I can successfully break through to the sixth level of the Divine King Realm, the success rate of refining the Nine-Turn Xingyun Pill should reach 95%! "
Nine-turn Xingyun Pill, after all, is a king-level high-grade divine pill, and it is the most precious and rare type.
Moreover, the method of refining this pill is extremely complicated, and the strength and mentality consumed are several times higher than that of similar divine pills.
Ordinary high-ranking god kings are difficult to refine successfully.
Based on Ji Tianxing's current strength, he is only 80% sure.
The materials are very difficult to find, so he is unwilling to take risks, preferring to improve his strength first.
"Shua!"
Soon, he grabbed a shard of godhead with both hands, used the devouring power, and started refining.
White light emerged from the palms of his hands, forming a vortex of white light, gradually devouring the power of the godhead fragments.
Then he saw the dazzling multicolored divine light continuously gushing out from the fragments of the godhead, and was swallowed into his body by him.
Next, he used the power of the Sky Bead to refine the five-colored divine light.
When the five-colored divine light turns into pure divine power, he will truly absorb it and use it for himself.
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Only two hours had passed since Ji Tianxing beheaded the eight god kings.
At this time, in Xingyun Cave, in Xingyun City of Qiongqi Clan.
In a resplendent and resplendent gray palace full of ancient vicissitudes.
The spirit guardian in charge of guarding the spirit temple rushed into the hall with a pale face and staggering figure.
"Patriarch! Master Patriarch, something is wrong!"
Stumbling into the main hall, the spirit guardian shouted mournfully before seeing Patriarch Qiongqi.
The dozen or so guards guarding the main hall all looked at each other, frowning in unison, showing doubts.
In the eyes of everyone, it is a very leisurely job for the spirit guardian to guard the spirit temple on weekdays, and he basically does not show his face.
Even if something happened, it had nothing to do with the Spirit Temple.
How could this spirit guardian look like this?
What the hell happened?
Soon, the captain of the guard stopped the guardian and asked about the situation.
"What's making the noise here? It disturbed all the adults, Qingxiu, be careful with your head!"
The captain of the guard glared at the spirit guardian, and sneered coldly in a bad tone.
Anyway, the guardian's status is not high, and he has no real power, so no one will be afraid of him.
The spirit guardian took a few breaths, and whispered with a pale face: "Take me to the patriarch quickly, I have something big to report!"
"Hehehe... What a big deal? Could it be that the sky is falling?" The captain of the guard sneered disapprovingly.
However, he still took the spirit guardian and rushed to Patriarch Qiongqi's study.
Not long after, the spirit guardian saw Patriarch Qiongqi with his eyes closed in the messy and old study.
Patriarch Qiongqi has a rough temper, he neither likes to read books, nor does he like music, chess, calligraphy, painting and other things.
A study in the palace is basically a decoration.
In his study room, he usually dozes off, closes his eyes and rests his mind. He uses countless precious ancient books as pillows.
Patriarch Qiongqi was woken up by the spirit guardian, frowned in displeasure, and asked with a dignified expression: "What made you panic like this? Your family's ancestral grave has been dug up?"
"..." The spirit guardian took a deep breath, suppressing his panic and anxiety.
After his breathing became even, he bowed and saluted, and reported in a low voice: "Patriarch Qi, the spirit cards of Zuo Guardian, Sixth Elder, Seventh Elder, and Eighth Elder are all shattered!"
"What??" Patriarch Qiongqi's eyes widened instantly, and he jumped up from his chair.