The original body of the Immortal Burning Furnace appeared above the imperial city, and the spiritual treasure from the Grassland Temple brought flames that destroyed everything.

The rolling sky fire forms boundless fire clouds and stretches for thousands of miles.

Under the fire clouds, everything is in ruins.

The powerful pressure formed a strong wind, raging between the fire clouds and the earth, and countless monks were burned by heat waves.

The Western Saint's chess game is now in a chess game, and even the Long family is unable to resist this move.

The Dragon God Cannon takes a hundred years of life to be used once. With Long Xiao’s life, it can still be fired again, but it must be at least one day apart, otherwise the backlash of the artillery fire will wipe out his weapon spirit.

Zhang Baihai obviously knew the inherited spiritual treasures of the Long family and chose to attack at this time. As for the iron sword in Chang Sheng's hand, Zhang Baihai could not make it a few times.

If you want to use spiritual treasures in the Nascent Soul realm, it will inevitably cost you a huge amount.

No one knows the price of mobilizing the spiritual treasures better than Zhang Baihai. He can activate the immortal burning furnace, so he knows the horror of the spiritual treasures.

Looking at the fire clouds all over the sky, Chang Sheng's hand holding the sword was squeezing hard.

The cunning Western Saint is indeed wrong. The use of the sword of immortality also requires power that is so powerful that even Changsheng is difficult to control.

The sword he had cut out before was very powerful, but it was accomplished by him and Zhenren Qianyun. At this time, Zhenren Qianyun's soul had already been immersed in the sword of immortality and could no longer be sensed.

Chang Sheng has been covering his sword body with spiritual consciousness, but unfortunately, the Sword of Eternal Life is like a dead object without any response.

Without the power of Shin Yun, even if he can cut a sword with Changsheng's ability at this time, his power will be much worse than before.

If you want to truly control this spiritual treasure sword, Changsheng probably needs to practice until the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

The flawless Nascent Soul once you reach the late stage or even at the peak, you will have the opportunity to reach the power of turning into the gods.

The power of transforming gods is the real power to control spiritual treasures.

“Master…”

I always call in my heart, but I have no answer.

The soul of Qianyun Zhenren seemed to be sleeping in a sword.

"Sky Fire...Sky Fire!" Yu Tengfeng looked up at Huoyun, his eyes were covered in blood, and he said angrily: "Zhang Baihai! You slaughter my Qingteng Sect's entire family, do you still want to kill billions of creatures in Dongzhou City?"

Mu Cheng, who had experienced the Tianhuo Mountain, was also full of fear and said fearfully: "The sky fire that burned Qingteng Sect is just the flame of the immortal burning furnace. Now the spiritual treasure body appears, and its power is even more terrifying than the sky fire in the past!"

The terrifying red clouds in the sky were all clear about the powerful Nascent Soul present.

Jiang Dachuan's big face was already dark and he shouted coldly: "Zhang Baihai, you will be the enemy of the world! You just want us to give it to you in this world. You are the best in the world!"

Yan Hongshan's old face was heavy, and the strange beast's strong wind had been forced to fall slowly by the sky fire until it landed on the ground. He said in a deep voice: "Can the Western Saint be killed? If the Nascent Soul present joins forces, you are not afraid of being killed on the spot!"

"There are countless mortals in the dynasty. If the heavenly fire falls, it will become a disaster for the world to destroy the world. If you kill like this, will you not be afraid of being punished by heaven?" Qiu Baisui shouted hoarsely.

"Divine Condemnation?" Zhang Baihai glanced at the old man Bai Poison, and pointed at the huge ditch that the Dragon God cannon with his chin, and said, "The prince of the Long family also killed millions of people, why didn't he see that the Long family had divine punishment?"

"The prince's killing is borne by my Long family." Long Wuye's eyes leaked cold light and said, "Zhang Baihai, do you really want to be an enemy of my Long family?"

"Your Majesty the Emperor is so serious. I must not be an enemy of the Long family, but be more close to the Long family." Zhang Baihai looked calm and said, "As long as you Long family surrender, Dongzhou is still yours, and hand over the soul contract in front of me, and you will be the master of your life, and your Long family will be able to last forever."

"You fart!" Long Yelan stared at his eyes and cursed: "How can a dignified Long family be a slave? Zhang Baihai, if you dare to burn my imperial city, I will let your Western Temple be destroyed!"

"Why, what ability should Lord Dan King use to make my Western Temple wipe out." Zhang Baihai said tragically: "If Lord Dan King can have such a method, then think about how to escape under the spiritual treasure first, hahahahaha!"

Amid the rampant laughter, the fire clouds all over the sky began to sink, and the heat wave became more and more terrifying.

The buildings, pavilions, shops and houses on the street were burning, and all the places with wood were burning.

The entire imperial city was completely in chaos.

The smoke rolled and the people kept wailing. Some people who ate and drank in tall restaurants were trapped by the flames. The heat could be seen rising in places with water on the ground.

The mortals' eyebrows, beards and hair began to dry up and burnt, and the scorching power caused the people of the dynasty to suffer. A large number of mortals died quickly, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of corpses appeared.

The huge city is full of flames. The most prosperous Dongzhou City in the world has now become a flame city!

"Open the formation!"

Long Wuye shouted with unquestionable orders. The second and third masters of the Long family nodded, and at the same time they made magic seals to four directions, southeast, west and north.

After a loud rumbling sound, four light columns rose from the four directions of the city. After the light columns were connected to each other, a square defensive barrier was formed, covering the imperial city.

The Dongzhou City where the Long Family is located will naturally not be without defensive measures, and the power of the defensive formation is quite powerful.

However, under the power of the Spirit Treasure Immortal Burning Furnace, no matter how strong the defensive formation is, it is difficult to continue. The defensive barrier that has just been formed is burned by the scorching sky fire and countless cracks have been burned out.

"I can't hold on with the formation for long. If you want to break the immortal burning furnace, you must defeat Zhang Baihai!" Long Zhetian said in a deep voice, and at the same time he used his spiritual power to transmit the voice, sending this sentence into the ears of other powerful Nascent Souls.

"Since he is so arrogant, let's join forces to break his immortal burning furnace!" Jiang Dachuan was the first to shout loudly, and the Leiyun Palace decided to fight the Western Saint to the death.

"Although there are not many disciples left in Qingteng Sect, there are two of us old guys. We will do our best in this battle!" Yu Tengfeng shouted with hatred.

"This battle can fight for life!" The Great Elder Mu Cheng shouted firmly and his eyes were solemn.

"If the Western Saint wants to rule the Nascent Soul in the world, don't blame me for not obeying the order." Yan Hongshan had already surging with surging pressure, and even the strong wind of the strange beast under his feet began to whine.

The dozens of powerful Nascent Soul men present stared at the Western Saint angrily.

The remaining golden elixirs and low-level monks were even more indignant, and voices cursing the Western Saint came one after another.

Once hundreds of thousands of monks cursed out loud, they could be called a shocking scolding and amazing momentum.

However, Zhang Baihai didn't care at all.

The Nascent Soul Masters of the West Saint Temple, standing behind Zhang Baihai, were all very stable. I guess they had expected the methods of the West Saint.

"I can't surrender," Zhang Baihai said, "If anyone who does not want to submit to my Western Temple, I will give you another option, that is... a dead end."

Countless monks listened, and some people were still fantasizing that Zhang Baihai would not kill him.

When the dead end came out, people realized that Xi Sheng did not intend to leave a way out for anyone.

There are only two options under the burning furnace.
Chapter completed!