In the center of the feather abyss is a vast wasteland, where a strong wind blows, bringing up a piece of wind and sand.

A blood-colored waning moon hung upside down in the air, and the air was filled with a flickering poisonous haze.

It's a forbidden area of life, it's a deathly silence, save for the whirring of the wind.

The pursuit of the fire god forced the Immortal Venerable Kun into this dead and silent wasteland, and it was lively like never before.

Encircled and suppressed all the way, the soldiers and generals accompanying Xianzun Kun have been slaughtered by Zhurong, Chongbo Kun has no escape, and with a certain death mentality, he resolutely fights with the fire god.

There is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, and after Xianzun Kun and Zhu Rong exchanged thousands of moves, they were unable to catch it, and gradually fell behind, and the injuries became more and more serious.

At this moment, Kun is like a trapped beast, doing the last struggle and resistance.

Kun finally had no strength to resist, and was hit by Zhu Rong's Burning Sky Flame, burning like a meteorite, burning and falling to the wasteland.

Zhu Rong was suspended in mid-air, like a king, admiring this gorgeous blow and watching his men fall.

The Vulcan God's body changed at will, and in an instant, he appeared in the place where Kun fell.

I saw Kun smash a big pit on the wasteland, and his body seemed to be embedded in the wasteland.

The fire god stepped on the blood-stained head and instantly cast a confinement spell to prevent the Immortal Venerable Kun from exploding.

After making sure that Kun was no longer a threat, Zhu Rong spat in his face and scolded:

"With this ability, you dare to steal the treasures of the Heavenly Emperor, and you are also worthy of stealing the soil?"

Zhu Rong condescended, looking down at Chongbo Kun (Xianzun Kun's full name) with contempt, wantonly admiring the painful look on his face.

The fire god saw that Chong Bo Kun was dying, and he was still stubbornly refusing to beg for mercy, knowing that he couldn't ask for any news from his mouth, so he directly performed the soul searching technique on Chong Bo Kun, wanting to obtain the specific location and formation of the Xiyang seal.

The god of fire only wanted to quickly complete the task assigned by the Emperor of Heaven and successfully retrieve the treasure.

Zhu Rong looked through all the memories of Xianzun Kun, and there was no trace of anything related to Xiyang, and his son Dayu did not even appear in his memory!

What he saw was like a memory that had been deliberately washed away, and Zhu Rong didn't expect that Chongboku, an old thing, was actually dying, and he had the courage to put himself along.

Zhu Rong, who had gained nothing, was furious, and wanted to pluck his skin and pull his tendons, but he knew that Xianzun Kun was now bent on death, so he didn't want him to die quietly and quickly!

The god of fire slowly burned Kun's soul with the flames of the burning sky, admiring the painful and deformed expression on Kun's face, and the painful wail reached his ears, as if it was as pleasant as heaven.

Like a perverted murderer, Zhu Rong went crazy and tortured Immortal Zun Kun, as if he could get great pleasure from it!

Such a brutal torture lasted until Zhu Rong felt bored, and then he planned to completely solve the life of Xianzun Kun. He took the natal magic weapon in his hand, a fiery red spear, and directly slashed into the chest of Immortal Zun Kun.

The pale red light released by the spear scorched the essence blood and primordial spirit of Immortal Zun Kun, and the severe pain destroyed him, and the hoarse and dry roars and screams echoed intermittently on the wasteland, and the breath of fear, despair, and pain was suspended in the air of Yuyuan.

Chongbo's primordial spirit was burned for half a month before it completely dispersed, and there was no more benevolent immortal Kun in the world!

Zhu Rong casually conjured up a wisp of flames and threw it on Kun's body, and the corpse burned violently, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

The bursting flames illuminated the vast wasteland, and the sound of burning announced the fall of a generation of strong men.

By the time Zhu Rong returned from Yuyuan, the battle in Chongyang City was nearing its end, and only a few outlaws were left struggling to the death.

The immortal soldiers of the heavenly realm are still surrounding the collapsed city, not wanting to let go of any fish that slips through the net, and a column of immortal soldiers and immortals will shuttle through the ruins, searching for hidden and pretending to be dead monks, and thoroughly executing the edict of the Emperor of Heaven: No chickens and dogs will be left in Chongyang City!

As soon as Zhu Rong's front foot arrived, an immortal general knelt in front of him on his back foot to plead guilty:

"Lord Vulcan, my subordinates have turned the entire Chongyang City upside down, and they haven't seen Chongbokun's son - Dayu at all!"

“......“

Before the immortal general could intercede for himself, he was kicked away by Zhu Rong, and the angry voice of the fire god echoed in Chongyang City:

"Waste! I can't catch a yellow-haired child, it's really a loss of face in our heavenly realm!"

"Quickly send troops to encircle and suppress Dayu!"

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!"

As soon as the sound of the fire myth fell, several pairs of people and horses rushed towards the southeast and northwest of Chongyang City.