Ancient ruins.

With the elves, the Great Bull Demon Clan, the Yaksha Clan, and the three powerful clans, the peak god-level powerhouses of the major races in this starry sky were killed by Qin Jian, and a complete reshuffle.

The dog demon clan has eaten all the sweetness and is proud of his youth.

Countless treasures, magic weapons, and spiritual objects are all controlled by the dog and demon race.

The human race also gained great benefits. After opening an ancient cave, the rays of light shine and a rich fragrance floated out.

All are pills!

This is an alchemist's cave, and it is also a great existence in the civilization of immortal cultivation.

"Haha, with these pills, the human race has hope of reviving again." Old Lin stretched his brows, his beard trembled with a smile, and tears flowed out.

The human race has been in a slight state for hundreds of years, and it is not easy to survive in the cracks between major powerful races.

And all this was changed because of Qin Jian.

The grades of these elixirs were all unprecedented, and their faces flushed with excitement. Even at the peak of the human race, this was a treasure.

With these pills, the human race can quickly cultivate a large number of young strong men, and it will be much easier for the older generation to break through the divine realm.

"I will first congratulate the human race on the future to return to the peak." Inukiyama said, quite moved.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are polite." Old Lin smiled and stroked his beard.

Looking at the human race and the dog demon race, they took most of the treasures of heaven and earth in the ancient ruins for themselves. Warriors of many races were envious and jealous.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, Qin Jian's power was so powerful that they couldn't breathe.

They don't want to become the three tribes of the elves, the Dalibu Demon Clan, and the Yaksha Clan.

"It's outrageous!" The powerful people of the divine realm of all races gritted their teeth.

The human race and the Quanrong race are so good that they not only eat meat, but also don’t even leave soup for them.

Many powerful people in the divine realm of each race have moved the idea of ​​dividing the elves, the Dalibu Demons, the Yakshas, ​​and these three races.

After all, the peak powerhouses of the three tribes are all dead, which is the best opportunity.

For a time, among the ancient ruins, the powerful divine realm masters of various races carried out a cleanup of the three groups of the Dalibuster Demon Clan.

They were already without a leader, and they were killed and abandoned their armor, and their power weakened again.

The three powerful clans, who were originally in a glorious situation, ended in such a situation, which is inevitable.

On the other side, Aike plundered all the treasures of the entire Yin Demon Clan.

As for the entire Yin Demon clan, in order to eliminate future troubles, all of them were slaughtered. This is the cruelty in the heavens and all realms. All races compete for hegemony. The strong ones are strong, and the weak ones are dead. No one will pity the destruction side.

The third-grade holy lotus also harvested a lot of treasures from heaven and earth and planted them in the spiritual soil.

Qin Jian frowned throughout the whole process.

The whereabouts of the seventh bronze coffin were not known by the demon gods of the Yin Demon Clan.

Ling Feng did a very secret treatment when he placed the seventh bronze coffin. The demon god of the Yin Demon Clan only knew that the seventh bronze coffin was buried underground in the ancient ruins. As for where it was, it is unknown.

It is very difficult for such a huge ancient ruin, the power of spiritual consciousness to completely penetrate the ground.

"Senior, I have collected a piece of golden paper among the Yin Demon Clan." Aike presented a piece of golden paper to Qin Jian.

Sister Qing's eyes lit up.

This is a decree with the imperial edict written on it, with the imprint of Ling Feng.

Qin Jian injected a thread of spiritual power into the golden paper. With a bang, a huge power surged out, spreading rapidly in front of Qin Jian, and runes appeared in the void.

Ling Feng's phantom condensed slowly again, with domineering and arrogance, looking at Qin Jian, his brow suddenly frowned.

"Who are you?" Ling Feng's phantom asked.

Qin Jian directly wiped out Ling Feng's phantom.

Boom!

In a corner of the ancient ruins, a surging demonic aura was released, causing everyone's hair to burst.

It was a stone statue that could communicate with Ling Feng's will.

The moment Ling Feng's phantom was wiped out by Qin Jian, the stone statue woke up and the magic power burst out.

Ling Feng's will appeared, and the tiger lies in the dragon's plate, and it was indescribable domineering and fierce.

"I'm looking for you, the ignorant disciple!" Qin Jian's eyes lit up and he attacked in an instant.

Sword lights were displayed, and the sword energy was scattered, tearing apart the void and bursting out a sharp aura, making all the warriors in the ancient ruins frightened!

"You have my soul mark on you!" Ling Feng's will suddenly turned cold.

This shows that he had a clone who died at Qin Jian's hands.

This person must be killed in order to correct his magic power.

However, after Qin Jian broke through the Yuanshen Realm, his strength soared countless times, and he was so powerful that he almost pushed Ling Feng's will.

puff!

After all, there were ten moves, Ling Feng's will was killed, and then he quickly read the memory of this will.

Sure enough, he found the bottom lane of the seventh bronze coffin.

The figure moved and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and Ai Ke also followed closely.

This battle made the nerve-powered men of all races realize the power of Qin Jian again, and they were all frightened.

Little did they know that in a swamp land of ancient ruins, the soul of the colorful python had just escaped.

The injuries he suffered were too serious, and the light of the soul was dim and he could no longer reshape his body.

"Damn it, wait for me!" The colorful python's eyes were about to break.

Fortunately, in this place, the original power of the Colorful Python clan remains, which can nourish his soul.

But the face of the colorful python suddenly changed and he shouted coldly: "Who?"

Meng Ji's figure walked out of the darkness. This time she was moving her true body, looking at the colorful python's soul, full of greed.

She was also paying attention to the shocking battle between Qin Jian and the colorful python.

What a temptation for an immortal cultivator who seriously hurts the soul realm.

"Zaidao enters a dream." The soul of the colorful python sensed the aura on Meng Ji's body, and instantly understood Meng Ji's intention, with a very blue face. "A little warrior dares to put his ideas on me!"

"Little warrior?" Meng Ji sneered, "You are afraid that you are the weakest time now. Come on and be swallowed by me!"

Meng Ji let out a grim smile and went completely crazy.

Wealth and honor are in danger!

It would be a huge gain to be able to assimilate such a soul realm into her people.

The dream world quickly covered the entire swamp.

The colorful python's soul let out a shocking roar, causing the mountains to roar and explode one after another.

Meng Ji's body was instantly bleeding, but her face became more and more crazy. After licking her lips, she continued to pounce on the colorful python's soul.

After two hours of fighting, the colorful python let out an unwilling roar.

He did not expect that he would die at the hands of a warrior in such a frustrated manner.

"Damn it, I'll stop doing it!" The colorful python's consciousness completely dissipated.
Chapter completed!