The immortal burning furnace, which was turned upside down on the earth, has changed into a small furnace, more than one person high, hanging in the air.

The magma flowed back into the immortal burning furnace, and the flames burning around soon disappeared.

The sea of ​​fire retreated, the earth was covered in wilderness, burnt everywhere.

Looking down from a high altitude, a huge charred area appeared in the central area of ​​Dongzhou City, with a radius of hundreds of miles. None of the people inside survived and tens of millions of casualties.

Dongzhou City is too big to even the burning furnace cannot cover it. Although the people living outside the charred area have more casualties, more are alive.

Dongzhou City, at least not completely destroyed.

The number of monks standing on the ruins was only one or two before.

There are hundreds of thousands of cultivators watching the battle in Dongzhou, but now there are only tens of thousands of people living.

These tens of thousands of cultivators survived under the protection of the powerful Nascent Soul at no cost, and they consumed countless magic weapons.

The Crow Ship had already fallen to the ground, and there were very few fire crows on the Crow Sail. These elves who could travel through the sea of ​​fire could not resist the power of the spiritual treasure.

The mountain gate of Qianyun Sect was fragmented, two of the three peaks collapsed, and seven streams became basins. There were not many good places left in the sixteen cave heavens, and even the Eternal Night Monument in the forbidden area collapsed and shattered.

Although the mountain gate was destroyed, Qianyun Sect had the most surviving disciples.

The Hundred Crow Ship itself is the best magic weapon, and it also has the residual scrolls that can be activated, which allows the Qianyun Sect's people to survive.

The war ended, and the Western Saint was executed. The Long family, which seemed to be a victory, actually suffered heavy casualties.

There were dozens of Nascent Soul monks who died in this disaster, and the Nascent Souls in the world died in almost one day.

Even the surviving Nascent Souls were all severely damaged and covered with scars.

The Dan King threw out the Tiantian Spirit Pill, and everyone present could collect and take it on their own. After the fierce battle, healing became the key.

Not everyone takes the Pill King’s spiritual pill, and no one takes it in Qianyun Sect.

Because the elixirs sent by Uncle Master is better than the elixir level of the Dan King, and the medicinal effect is stronger.

Although the Dan King's move is righteous, it is a favor from the Long family. Changsheng is not without the spiritual pill, so how could he take advantage of this? He doesn't want to owe the Long family favors.

After the war, healing is one of the most important things, that is, cleaning the battlefield.

Almost all the magic weapons that were trapped in the Immortal Burning Furnace were burned, but some of the broken magic weapons could be repaired, so the monks searched for their own magic weapons in the ruins.

If you want to talk about the one who is the most active in receiving magic weapons, you will naturally be the one who is Dao.

Fan Dao scratched his ears and foreheads at the floating immortal furnace, patted left and right, but couldn't collect them. His eyes were so anxious that he looked red. Everyone was full of hostility, like a tiger protecting his cub.

"No one snatches you, please take it away slowly." Chang Sheng saw that Fan Dao looked funny, so he spoke.

"You have to help me stare. No one can believe it now. It's a crime to possess a treasure. This stove is a huge treasure!" Fan Dao still aimed at the surroundings with his eyes, and there was no momentum of the powerful Five Lords.

"You try to use essence and blood to communicate with the spiritual treasure." Chang Sheng said, "Since you are the reincarnation of He Jun, the essence and blood that have integrated the power of the soul should be effective for the spiritual treasure."

"Yes! I'll try." Fan Dao shook the purple palace, forced a drop of essence and blood from the body of the Nascent Soul, and penetrated into the Immortal Burning Furnace.

The floating stove changed and began to rise and fall. The fire became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, it turned into a small palm-sized alchemy furnace, which fell into Fan Dao's hand.

"This is the spiritual treasure... I have the spiritual treasure!" Fan Dao grabbed the immortal burning furnace and was overjoyed.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Fan for collecting the Spirit Treasure Burning Immortal Furnace." Long Wuye congratulated himself and nodded with a smile.

"Do you have memories of your previous life? Have you inherited the cultivation level of He Jun?" Long Zhetian asked with strange expectations on his old face, staring at Fan Dao.

"What kind of memory of Hejun is there, I am me, it has nothing to do with others." Fan Dao curled his lips. He didn't want to collect a spiritual treasure, but he became someone else. Fortunately, he did not change at all, regardless of memory or cultivation.

"There is no memory inheritance, nor cultivation inheritance. You are still in the early stage of the Nascent Soul..." Long Zhetian's tone seemed very disappointed.

"What's wrong with the early stage of the Nascent Soul? I have the Immortal Burning Furnace, and I'm not afraid of those in the late stage of the Nascent Soul!" Fan Dao's eyes turned, and Huang Changsheng leaned over and said, "We have a combination of evil spirits and are invincible in the world!"

"It's perfect if you can be invincible in the world." Long Zhetian sighed and shook his head and said to himself.

Not only Fan Dao couldn't understand the strangeness of the Long family, but even Chang Sheng felt it was strange, and he didn't know what Long Zhetian was worried about.

The emperor ascended to a high place, looked around, and spoke loudly in the center of the ruins.

"This Dongzhou Race is the last one. Tianjiao Race has been cancelled. I, Long Wuye, will do my best to compensate the deceased. May the deceased rest in peace."

The sound transmission with spiritual power fluctuations resounded throughout the hundred miles, and the emperor's mind was indeed shocking.

This disaster was not the fault of the Long family, but Long Wuye was able to do this, which shows that the title of the Great Emperor is well deserved.

"Thank you, the Emperor!"

"I was lucky enough to survive, but my cultivation was completely ruined. Emperor Xie's spiritual pill restored my meridians!"

"The emperor is kind and can be peaceful in the world. I hope there will be no rebellion of the Western Saint in the future."

"I hope the world of cultivation is peaceful..."

The exhausted voices of monks came from all around him. Everyone was afraid of this disaster. Even if the entire world of cultivation is wiped out, the entire army will be wiped out.

People's anger towards the Western Temple did not disappear with the death of the Western Temple.

Because there are still people in the Western Temple that are not dead.

Chen Tianluo fell into a deep pit at this time, his right arm was broken, covered in blood, his breath was dying, but his eyes were wide open, like a hungry wolf on his head, still full of fierce aura.

No one dared to approach Chen Tianluo.

After all, he is a strong man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and even if he looks like this, he should not be underestimated.

In addition to Chen Tianluo, all the Nascent Souls on the Western Temple fell, and it was not easy for him, the leader of the Tianfeng Sect. The Nascent Soul was severely injured and it was difficult for him to move at this time, let alone escape.

"There are still some people who are dead, your grandson is very dead."

Fan Dao was the first to discover Chen Tianluo, jumped into the big pit, held the burning furnace with his hand, and sneered: "Is it better to compare the knife? Isn't your knife very fast? Come and compare, come and compare!"

The sword master holding Lingbao was arrogant and turned his mouth to the sky.

Chen Tianluo dared not compare. He stared at Fan Dao without saying a word, gritting his teeth.

There are few powerful Nascent Soul powerhouses as shameless as Fan Dao. As a master of Nascent Soul who has been famous for many years, Chen Tianluo was humiliated and waited for death without saying a word.

Even the Western Sheng was dead. He was the number one thug under Zhang Baihai, so he had no way to survive.

He did not seek to survive, and at this moment he just hoped to die with some dignity.

"Since you call Master Dao, how can you not have a knife?" At this time, the Second Master Long Xingjian dragged his scarred body and handed the demon sword he had just found to Fan Dao.

As soon as he saw the demon sword, Fan Dao immediately threw Chen Tianluo aside and carefully took the magic weapon.

"Chen Tianluo assisted the Western Saint to kill the monks in the world. He deserved to die and was imprisoned in a death row." Long Wuye personally used the sealing method to completely seal Chen Tianluo's purple palace.

Seeing that the Long family did not kill Chen Tianluo, Chang Sheng frowned.
Chapter completed!