In Luo Chengcheng's eyes, the furnace of creation is actually melting and disappearing like snow water? This is a monstrous event, and the holy relics are about to melt under the action of manpower?

Such obvious changes, even Han Qing, who had no cultivation, found an abnormality, although he didn't perceive it deeply, but these changes were already visible to the naked eye.

Although it is in the blockade space, there is already the weather of the heavens and the earth overturning, and the immortal-level spiritual objects are extremely difficult to refine, and any one of them needs to be formed by chance, otherwise how can it be called a rare treasure?

Now that the treasure of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate Zhenmen, which has accompanied Zhang Tianshi for endless years, is about to disappear into this world, how can it not cause a vision of heaven and earth.

In the blockade space, suddenly the wind roared, the sound of the sky crying echoed around, and the blood and rain poured down, as if even the heavens were crying for it, and moving time and space could not separate this sky-wide weather.

The border between the southwest Jiuzhou and the Mang tribe is fierce in the nine heavens, the bloody rain is raging, the sky is scarlet, the blood red is seeping, and the blood red is like a purgatory on earth, making the heaven and the earth lose color, and stir up the movement of the sky.

Heaven and earth mourn together, and cry together for the lack of a holy thing in the world.

At this moment, it was as if mourning music was playing, and the furnace itself also heard the hiss of the dissolution.

It's weird, Ao Motian doesn't know what secret method he used, and the immortal level holy relics that he can trigger disintegrate are really terrifying.

Witnessing the transformation of the furnace from prosperity to decline, the black-clothed boy finally had a shallow smile on his face.

He seemed to have expected such an outcome, and he was extremely happy to see it with his own eyes.

The holy relics have spirits, and they are naturally unwilling to fall forever, but the strange exercises of the black-clothed boy are indeed extraordinary, even if they have great combat power, they can't do anything, they can only watch themselves disintegrate, and the terrible hissing sound is like a painful whimper.

The general trend has gone, and the grape ancestor stopped the idea of using exercises to block it, and sat on the ground with tears in his eyes, "The ancestors are above, and the younger generations are ashamed......"

Grape Ancestor's hands trembled as he stretched out his hand to face the furnace that had been shattered like porcelain, and his lips trembled, as if he couldn't believe that the furnace had been destroyed under his nose.

This made it difficult for him to accept, and the pouring of blood made this scene even more bleak.

The vision of heaven and earth, the terrible cry of heaven spread all over the four fields.

Between the mountains, a group of beasts are leisurely eating the prey they have just caught, Sen

Ran's fangs flashed with a dazzling cold light, and when the bloody mouth opened, some scraps of minced flesh were mixed in the long, sharp teeth, which looked so cruel and bloody.

But at this moment, they looked up at a certain place almost at the same time, and their bodies showed panic as if they had encountered a natural predator, and their forelimbs fell to their knees, making a surrender and trembling.

In another hilly terrain surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a large plain in the middle of the col.

Here, flags are unfurled, camps stretch for dozens of miles, endless murderous aura breaks through the sky, and a smell of iron and blood fills the air.

In the midst of this dense thousands of tents, there is a tent that is guarded in the center.

This tent is unique, it stands out from all the tents, because it is the only one made of gold, and it is the size of ten others.

Then the result is self-evident, in the barracks there is only a handsome tent with such an atmosphere.

Almost at the moment when the vision of heaven and earth appeared, in this big tent, a middle-aged bearded man who sat boldly in the first place and held a military book in his hand raised his head.

He has a Chinese face, looks very majestic, has no momentum on his body, and his beard makes him a little rough.

His eyes are gentle, like a strange reader who is familiar with military books. But at the moment when he looked up just now, the next Fish Leaping Realm General with heavy armor on his body was frightened, and almost knocked over the wine vessel in his hand to the ground.

It was enough to see his majesty, he just glanced at it as if he had become a bamboo in his chest, and whispered softly in a voice that his subordinates couldn't hear: "Is the furnace falling?"

This person seems to have a monstrous majesty, quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit, as if there is a place for him, and all beasts bow down and the mountains are silent.

In the central area of the Mang tribe's territory, far from the border, there was also a magnificent palace built, and on a golden hall of the palace, on this day, there was also a middle-aged woman with five big and three thick looking in the direction of the border.

Although she was thousands of miles away, her gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, and her eyes were constantly changing......

As soon as the furnace disintegrated, Ao Motian's figure was finally revealed in the world again, but the boy in black, who was finally freed after many years, not only did not have the joy of escaping the cage, but his face was sad and gloomy.

His face was ugly and terrifying, as if he was going to choose someone to devour, and he stared coldly

The three people who blocked him in front of him seemed to be looking at the angry people.

Immediately after that, two clouds of hazy light reappeared, weak as if they were about to crumble at any moment, dim and terrifying.

It is the Qiankun Realm and the sea of Wenshan and Books where the real body has been dissolved.

At this time, they are just a mass of light, which seems to be extinguished at any moment, and the light is uncertain.

After breaking free, they jumped out a lot, rushing left and right as if looking for some target, and seemed to be a little uncertain.

Han Qing, who had been watching all this, was enveloped by a sudden golden light before he could see the situation clearly, and he turned around and disappeared on him.

Luo Qingcheng, who was close to him, turned pale, and only relieved himself after making sure that Han Qing was really fine.

The lost sea of Wenshan books has returned again.

Ao Mohai did not stop all this, but secretly confronted the three Grape Ancestors.

Things have evolved to this point, no one dares to act rashly, the boy in black is powerless, and the Grape Ancestor and the others are afraid that Ao Motian will have a backhand.

As for Xue Daoyi, when he saw the sect's heavy treasure Qiankun Realm turned into nothingness, only a cloud of light and shadow remained, he couldn't help but turn red, and rushed towards the black-clothed boy with an angry roar: "You take your life and return me to the Qiankun Realm." ”

"Xue Zhangjiao, don't be impatient......"

The Jade Void Daoist hurriedly stopped all this, now the situation is unknown, who knows if Ao Motian has a hidden backhand, in case there are other helpers, it is really unwise to do it at this time.

"Humph......"

Although Xue Daoyi was furious, he also knew that the situation was unclear, but he only regretted that he had agreed to lend out the Qiankun Realm, which made him return to Shushan to explain to the sect.

Just when everyone was secretly lamenting that a few holy relics had disappeared into the world like this, the furnace of creation, which had completely turned into nothingness, suddenly condensed into a cloud of mist.

This mist is grayish-white, as if it should not appear in the world, mixed with the ability to turn the world upside down.

Seeing this grape ancestor's face was happy, could there be other changes?

Then the gray mist that was extraordinary in their eyes suddenly flew away, drifting towards the woman named Luo Chengcheng.

PS: The results on the second day of the shelves were very unsatisfactory, but it doesn't matter, I will continue to finish writing the book, and I hope you will support it if you have a ticket.