The sky [between heaven and earth] has finally returned to peace.
This huge chaotic battle triggered by Tianting Dongjun finally ended with Tianting side withdrawing from the battlefield.
Seeing the Heavenly Court led by the three gods disappear in the golden light, everyone present felt relieved whether they wanted to admit it or not.
That almost miraculous sword blow just now was such that none of the warriors present could save 30% of their combat power.
More than a dozen third- and fourth-level masters died... Fuyuan Dao Wulin will really be in ruins from now on.
[Between Heaven and Earth] The Buddha's light shines at the entrance. A solemn monk with half of his shoulders exposed and wearing a colorful miter sits cross-legged on the dragon elephant and flies into the place from a distance.
Come to Nian Qingliang's side and recite the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, Buddha girl, I heard the rumbling sounds of war here and came here, but I asked where the evil spirits are?"
Nian Qingliang joined his hands and bowed to the man, calmed down the surging energy and blood, and replied:
"Amitabha, return to the Dragon Elephant Seat. Just now the heroes of the martial arts are fighting against Dongjun, the man who is called the god in heaven."
"So that's it," Dragon Elephant Zuo nodded when he heard the words, looking down from all directions, all he could see was devastation, "You pretend to be a god, you pretend to be extraordinary... Where is Dongjun?"
Above the sky, the majestic old man who had just blocked Han Feng's sword light for Shen Menglin stood with a gun, laughing loudly: "There is no need to look for the great monk, that Dongjun has already moved away with his miraculous skills, Tianshang Sword, Shenxiao Seal
, the Fengyun Monument... was all taken away by others... I also saw that the longevity immortal empress had packed a sack of elixirs... the treasures of the entire Shentian Sect... they took away at least half of them~"
The old man spoke boldly and his voice was straightforward...even when he was at a disadvantage, he spoke without any discouragement.
But when everyone present heard this, they felt extremely uncomfortable... We beat each other to death for a long time, and in the end we could only eat the leftovers!?
Dragon Elephant raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but as if he had reacted to something, he moved his hand, and a huge red-bottomed gold-edged carpet was suspended in the sky, and the tables and chairs changed from empty to real.
He looked around at the powerful people present and said slowly:
"Amitabha, the past is over. Since there is nothing we can do about it... then the poor monk suggests that we seize the moment and discuss how to distribute the remaining rare treasures here~"
The powerful men in the sky looked at each other and sat down one after another.
Gu Xuantong was still thinking about not being able to have a good fight with Han Feng's incarnation of Dong Jun. He looked bored and glanced at everyone on the field, as if he wanted to pick one to fight... but in the end he didn't do it.
, snorted coldly, and directly drove the sky full of disaster clouds out of the golden entrance.
"Humph, vulgar people are extremely boring."
When everyone present saw Gu Xuantong leaving, they were not embarrassed at all by being scolded for being vulgar, but instead smiled knowingly.
"Hahahaha, Xie Xin Daozi is really a strange person who acts willfully..."
"Yes, yes, it seems that our Xingmeng Pavilion has a close relationship with Brother Gu. How about... just leave his share to me for safekeeping~"
"Nonsense, who doesn't know that Nangong Lian and Brother Gu are first-class brothers, and I have to keep this share!"
Leader Nangong is carrying his white horse giant sword and "arguing with reason"...
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In the bleak mountain forest dozens of miles away from the remote valley, a golden light flashed, and Han Feng and others had gathered here.
The soldiers from heaven were each carrying the treasures and weapons they had collected, and they were all beaming with joy.
Han Feng held the Tianji Sword in his hand, Li Chenzhou dragged the Divine Seal in his hand, and Wu Xingyun unexpectedly won the Fengyun Monument instead of grabbing the general poster.
Han Feng single-handedly fought against all the martial arts masters in the entire "Between Heaven and Earth", leaving only Li Chenzhou and Wu Xingyun to deal with the remaining fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth grade warriors in the Shentian ruins.
Using the strength of two people to deal with the other warriors is as easy as beating up a kid on the roadside. From the gate of the Shentian ruins to the bronze palace in the middle, no one among the nearly 10,000 warriors in the Liguo Martial Arts Forest can stop them.
If Han Feng had not chosen to evacuate in the end, it is estimated that nearly 90% of the rare treasures produced in the entire Shentian ruins would have fallen into the pockets of these two people.
Especially Wu Xingyun... Even if he is very powerful in martial arts, it seems that he has made up for the shortcomings of "Eight Wastelands Only My Own Kung Fu" due to the new martial arts concept. His body has begun to grow again, and his mind has returned to that of a little girl...
Knocking on the sap and tripping are just random things... After a violent beating, taking away all the treasures of the Shentian Sect and the person's own belongings is also a normal operation...
Sitting cross-legged on the ground with bare feet, Wu Xingyun opened his big bag and began to rummage inside.
"A jade pendant of concentration and calmness, given to Lu Xiaoji."
"I'll keep the elixir to enhance my power for myself..."
"The hidden weapons used for sneak attacks... should also be left behind."
"The iron rod used to strike sap... The collection of Shentian Sect is so rich... Keep it."
Han Feng watched Wu Xingyun bury his head in his pocket, feeling helpless... The Tianshan Child Elder was about to change her name to the Tianshan Girl...
He turned back to look at Li Chenzhou and smiled at him:
"Li Xingjun also worked hard today. I wonder what the harvest will be like."
Li Chenzhou still remembered the way Han Feng pretended to call him a battle just now, and he deliberately teased:
"Oh, it's not hard at all. I just got scolded by the emperor in front of the battle, and now I feel a little bitter..."
Han Feng didn't expect Li Chenzhou to remember this. He laughed dumbly, punched him in the chest, and cursed with a smile:
"You Li Chenzhou, you falsely claimed to be "the ruler of the world", but you didn't expect to be so stingy and still forget things after you have passed away."
Li Chenzhou also laughed:
"Hahahaha, it's Li Chenzhou who is shallow. The emperor fights all the heroes of the martial arts alone with his own power. His unparalleled style is what makes me yearn for him."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and held out the ancient treasure that emitted a majestic and subtle thunder light - the Seal of the Divine Sky.
"Fortunately, Li Chenzhou lived up to his fate and won the Divine Seal."
Wu Xingyun, who was sitting on the ground, heard the sound, suddenly popped his head out, smiled brightly, and took out the Fengyun Monument that was shrunk to half the size of a palm:
"Hehe, I am lucky enough to live up to my fate~"
Han Feng looked at the sacred objects in their hands, and then at the Sky Spine Sword in his own hand, feeling quite satisfied.
Three of the four ancient treasures fell into the hands of Heaven. There is no problem in saying that I am the biggest winner~
At this time, Monk Peng, who was leading the Heavenly troops to count the harvest, also came over and said to Han Feng:
"Emperor, Star Lord, have completed the inventory. There are more than 20,000 elixirs of various colors. After being preserved by the Shentian Sect's different methods, the medicinal properties are still 60 to 70%... There are more than 1,500 sharp-edged weapons in total.
There are both middle and lower grades, with the majority being middle grade. There are more than two hundred martial arts secret books, three and a half top martial arts books, and as for gold, silver, jade, pearls and agate, the wealth is countless."
While Monk Peng was talking, a rattle emitting golden Buddha light kept turning behind his head. Apparently, there were also adventures in the Shentian ruins.
After hearing this, Han Feng nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, I will leave the rest of the matter to you. Now I will use the power of the world to rush back to the Hanging Sword Division to assist. Let's say goodbye here first."
Li Chenzhou and Peng Yingyu bowed to Han Feng together:
"Farewell to the emperor."
Wu Xingyun, who put his head into his big pocket again, also stuck his head out and waved to Han Feng, looking like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.
The voice is also very soft and waxy:
"Goodbye, Emperor~"
Among the mountains and forests, the people in heaven did not see Han Feng's face. In fact, they did not know who Han Feng was, but they still respectfully said in unison:
"Farewell to the emperor."
Han Feng cupped his fists:
"Goodbye everyone."
Saying goodbye, the golden light on Han Feng's body swirled and his figure disappeared.
When he came back to his senses, he had been pulled back to the damaged palace wall of the Shentian ruins by the power of [between heaven and earth].
Damage to the eyes, no one around.
When he looked up, he saw Nangong Lian shouting in the sky at a Buddhist monk on his shoulder:
"No! That treacherous and cunning Heavenly Court has left with a large amount of treasures... The imperial court wants at least 40% of the rest!"
Han Feng stood alone between the palace walls, adjusting his sleeves.
"Oh, isn't it just a few rare treasures? It's really shameful to get red-faced and argue over these~"