"Our powerful people in Nuwa Temple can't last for a month in this heaven and earth furnace." The girl of the Wa tribe raised her eyelids and looked at Chen Changsheng with sympathy. After experiencing the melee, she naturally knew how terrifying the heaven and earth furnace in the Saint Palace was.

A powerful person?

Chen Changsheng's eyes twitched. He knew without the girl of the Wa clan that he knew that those who could be called a powerful person by the Nuwa Temple were at least terrifying existences at the fifth and sixth levels of the Emperor Realm.

"This... this world furnace is so scary?" Chen Changsheng pulled the corner of his mouth and said with an unnatural flattering smile.

"Wait a moment, you will know." The girl of the Wa tribe said a word and looked at the lonely graves.

A solemn look flashed across his pretty face.

Rumble!

A thunder sounded suddenly.

At this moment, the whole world in the oven changed, and the dark clouds in the sky instantly covered the palace, the lonely tomb, and their location.

"This is?"

Swish!

Chen Changsheng's face suddenly changed. He raised his head and looked at the demon clouds all over the sky. A strong look of shock flashed in his eyes. With a bang, the ancient calligraphy body emerged.

His country tripod was crushed by the girl of the Wa clan, so that the ancient book of the Three Emperors condensed looked just broken and incomplete at this moment. He did not expect that the momentum in the furnace of the heaven and earth would change so quickly.

At first, the wind was calm and there was no danger at all, but now, in an instant, the whole world became solemn and slaughtered.

"It's started?" Seeing the demon clouds, the expression on the faces of the girls of the Wa tribe became solemn.

Pa, pa, pa...

In a blink of an eye, countless thunders scattered like storms.

Falling to the ground.

Whether it is the rock or the tiny gravel, it instantly turns into powder.

"Yaaaa?"

The turtle soul lying on Chen Changsheng's shoulder was also hit by a few drops of thunder. He screamed and hid in Chen Changsheng's soul sea. The earth dragon veins on the side were even more direct, and he returned to the ancient calligraphy fetus.

"This... is this a soul-abdicated thunderstorm?" Chen Changsheng's face suddenly changed. With his knowledge and experience, he naturally heard that the horror of these thunderstorms was much stronger than ordinary warriors if it weren't for his soul. It only took a few drops of thunderstorms to make him disappear.

"Sheji tripod."

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz.

Chen Changsheng's mind moved, and the ancient book instantly evolved into the appearance of the Soji Cauldron, blocking his head. However, the ragged Soji Cauldron looked as shabby as it was, and the more embarrassed it was.

The thunderstorm hit the cauldron, and there was a muffled sound.

The girl of the Wa tribe next to her was ten times better than Chen Changsheng, and more than a hundred times better. Before the thunderstorm drops fell on her body, she gently raised her arm and saw an ancient jade bracelet turning into a stream of light and flying out of her sleeves. She had a hundred drops of character and thousands of drops of thunderstorm that fell, but she could not get close to her and disappeared.

"Is the magic you practice only have this little ability?" The girl of the Wa tribe glanced at Chen Changsheng's Sect and sneered.

"Do you blame me?" Chen Changsheng's face darkened, he looked at the girl of the Wa clan, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you hadn't crushed my country tripod and almost destroyed my Taoist fetus, hum! Will this young master be like this now?"

"If you don't escape, how could I crush your broken tripod?" The girl from the Wa tribe said in a tit-for-tat way.

"Fuck... If you don't cause trouble for me, how could I escape?" Chen Changsheng said with a cold face, "Also, you don't have to gloat here. Even if I can't last long, you won't be much better, right? With me, at least one more person can find a way. If I die, you will be alone and stay here and wait for death."

The girl from Wa tribe was silent.

She also knew that Chen Changsheng was telling the truth.

Even if she did all her tricks, she was not sure at all and could escape from the Heaven and Earth furnace in the Saint Palace. At that time, there would be only one thing waiting for her, that is, like Chen Changsheng, she was refined into ashes by this Heaven and Earth furnace, and accompanied by those lonely graves, and would never be born...

"Okay... I won't bother you about the previous incident. Now I will work together to find a way to escape from here." The girl of the Wa tribe took a deep breath and looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "How?"

"I have no objection." Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "You can tell me all the things about the world furnace."

"This heaven and earth furnace is the treasure obtained by the first saint emperor of the Saint Palace..." The girl of the Wa clan pondered for a moment, spoke slowly, and said: "No one knows its origin. It is said that there are nine kinds of heaven and earth phenomena in this heaven and earth furnace. In addition to thunderstorms, there are also soul-scattering fire, soul-scraping sword, soul-slashing water, and soul-destroying sand..."

"This soul-abdicating thunder is just the first vision, and its power is the weakest. If I guess it is good, even if you condense the holy body, with your current cultivation level, at most you will be destroyed by the soul-killing water. Even if I am, I can't withstand the soul-destroying sand."

"Is the Soul-Slaying Water?" Chen Changsheng nodded and said in a calm voice: "The fourth strange phenomenon of heaven and earth?"

"Well..." The girl of Wa tribe turned her head and looked at the lonely tombs in the distance again, saying, "Also, this place was arranged by Emperor Hong to be the burial place of their Saint Palace. If I expected it, those who were buried in the lonely tombs were all saints and powerful people from the Saint Palace. I believe you must have heard of the most powerful immortal art in the Saint Palace, right?"

Swish!

After listening to the words of the girl of Wa clan, Chen Changsheng ignored the pain when the soul-absorbed thunderstorm fell on him. His expression changed drastically and said, "What do you mean, the saints and powerful people buried in the lonely graves are still alive?"

"In that catastrophe, these saints and powerful people in the Saint Palace were at least not dead." The girl of the Wa clan said with a complicated expression. When she recalled the immortal arts in the Saint Palace, even after thousands of years, she still felt a little palpitation.

"Their cultivation..."

"At least the sixth floor of the Emperor Realm, above seventh floors."

"hiss."

When he heard that the saints and powerful people in the Saint Palace had been buried here for millions of years, he did not expect that the sects of the thirty-third level of heaven would have regressed when his cultivation level was regressing.

The girl of the Wa clan whose cultivation is only at the first level of the Emperor Realm has already made him suffer a lot...

If there were indeed some old monsters on the sixth and seventh floors of the Emperor Realm jumping out of those lonely graves, Chen Changsheng would feel like his scalp was numb and his body was cold.

"Where are those palaces?" Chen Changsheng continued to ask.

"I don't know." The girl of Wa tribe shook her head and said, "Maybe it was born from the Heaven and Earth oven, or it could be that it was built here by which Holy Emperor in the Saint Palace."

"How long will this soul-abdicating thunderstorm take?" Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at the already tragic tripod of the Soji Cauldron, and asked with a wry smile.

"Thirty-six hours." The girl of the Wa clan said lightly: "After the Soul Annihilation Thunderstorm is over, the Heaven and Earth furnace will stop for an hour, and then there will be an even more terrifying horror fire."
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