Ming Shi first jumped into the bottom of the lake and cleaned the bottom. He dug a relatively flat deep pit, then jumped ashore, meticulously collecting and organizing Zhennanhou's "corpse" and Tian Wu's corpse. Others wanted to help, but seeing the serious situation, they all watched quietly in accordance with the rule that the deceased was the most important thing.

In fact, everyone did not particularly dislike Zhennanhou and Tianwu, and even had some sympathy.

Unfortunately, I have fallen to this day, so I can only sigh.

He placed the bodies of Zhennanhou and Tianwu side by side, and then buried the two with soil.

When it was almost buried, Ming Shiyin said, "Master, do you want to keep a grave?"

"No need." Luzhou said.

Mingshi did not leave any graves.

Paste it flat with soil.

The corners are full of right and wrong. After they leave, other strong people will intervene, and adventurers will appear from time to time. Instead of setting up graves, it is better to let them return to heaven and earth.

After filling the lake in Ming Shi, the Qingmu method used the method of green wood to produce plants and trees, covering a radius of 1,000 meters.

The post-war depression scene was covered by plants and trees.

The only smell of burnt and blood left in the air reminds everyone that there have been fierce battles here.

After doing all this, everyone turned around and looked at the Pillar of Apocalypse.

Luzhou took a look at everyone's situation and overall, it was all good. Except for a little embarrassed, it was not affected.

Lu Wu was the worst, and he was carrying the damage, but with Bai Ze's help, he recovered once, and it was basically nothing serious.

Luzhou took back the town’s birthday stake and said, “Check it out.”

"yes."

It's finally time to harvest the spoils.

This is also the most exciting time for Motian Pavilion.

Everyone dispersed in all directions, and the weapons of the dead practitioners, which were of better quality, were collected.

Looking for treasures such as fire lotus, snow lotus, blood ginseng, and Xuanming grass.

Unfortunately, many of them were destroyed by the burning flames of Zhennanhou.

They were not worried that there was no place to put things. With a huge ferocious beast like Lu Wu, even good things from the Ten Pillars of Apocalypse could be taken away.

...

at the same time.

Yan Nantian is silent.

Only the four elders stood shoulder to shoulder at the top of the peak, looking at the unbalanced sky, with clouds covered with clouds and changing colors.

After the Thirty-Six Tiangang died, the remaining disciples with some tricks left Yan Nantian with Ye Zheng.

The four elders, Ye Wei, Ye Yiqing, Ye Yuanjiu and Ye Geng, had serious expressions and remained silent.

Until the distance, a meteor-like figure swept away.

His face was ugly, and the shirtless Zhenren Ye fell from the air in a mess.

puff!

When landing, I failed to stand firm, so I rushed forward for a distance and spat another mouthful of blood.

Logically speaking, when you reach the level of a real person, you have already become a saint. Even if you lose a lot of your destiny, you are still a practitioner of the Thousand Realms. How could you be so embarrassed?

He was so panicked that he had lost the appearance of a real person.

"Zhenren Ye!?"

The four elders spoke in unison.

Ye Zheng hurriedly said: "Don't talk, prepare Xuanming herb, medicine barrel, I need to restore my fate..."

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Wei asked.

Ye Zheng frowned.

In the past, when he was angry, he would not spread his anger on his own people. Because he was a noble and honest person with a status of awe and a glorious image of support. But now, he couldn't help but want to get angry.

The pain suppressed his anger and said, "Also, take out the Taixu Xuan Dan."

"You forgot that Taixu Xuan Pill was given to Tuoba Zhenren." Ye Yiqing said.

"Then prepare everything you can, I'm going to retreat!" Ye Zheng said solemnly, "I won't see anyone again within a hundred years."

Ye Wei said anxiously: "What happened? Can you explain it clearly?"

The other three elders bowed with Ye Wei.

The four of them stood side by side, blocking Ye Zheng. They had the attitude of not explaining clearly and would not do anything.

Ye Zheng's face turned pale and furious:

"Ye Wei, you are so bold!"

"Really, calm down!" Ye Wei hurriedly knelt down on one knee.

"Get out!" Ye Zheng shouted.

Not only did Ye Wei not get out, but did not move on the spot. The other three elders knelt down and said in unison: "Don't calm down!"

The more this happened, the more angry Ye Zheng felt, and pointed to the distance and said, "Get out of here!"

Ye Wei raised his head, looked into the distance, and said, "You are the only one who comes back?"

Ye Zheng: "Are you questioning me?"

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with the four elders' attitudes.

"They are dead?" Ye Wei asked again.

Ye Zheng ignored them, but endured the pain, brushed his sleeves past, and chose to ignore the four people directly.

Just as he walked past Ye Wei.

Chih!

A sudden sword aura penetrated from Ye Zheng's back to his body...

The sword aura easily and smoothly penetrated his thin and seriously injured body.

Ye Zheng's angry expression was immediately replaced by surprise, shock, and incredible.

Tick.

Blood dripped along the blue sword aura on the stone slab covered with moss.

The bright red blood reminded him that his life was losing.

Ye Wei finally took action.

Ye Wei's expression was very painful.

Hesitation was finally occupied firmly and stabbed Yan Nantian's most difficult sword.

Ye Zhengben was severely injured and was shaking. Now that he was being ruthless again, he could no longer balance his body and knelt down on both knees.

He wanted to ask the reason, but suddenly he felt that it was no longer important.

Everything doesn't matter anymore.

"Only if you die can you save the entire Yan Nantian..." Ye Wei said.

...

An unknown place, in the corner, the pillar of apocalypse.

"The Lord of the Pavilion, it has been cleaned up, and a total of 23 Xuanming grasses, 6 Xuanwei stones, 12 Fire lotus, 15 Snow lotus, 5 Blood ginseng, and 6 Heavenly-level weapons. And...2 Beast King-level Fate Heart." Yan Zhenluo said.

"The Heart of Destiny?"

"It should be the passing beast king who was killed." Yan Zhenluo said.

Zhao Yu was drooling when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward, nodded and said, "Old sir, what did we have before?"

"I think beautifully." Ming Shiyin gave him a blank look, "It would be great if someone like you who is changing with the wind and doesn't kill you. Do you still want something?"

Zhao Yu: “…”

"Brother, I am also a human being, and I am afraid of death. This is a normal human nature. Besides, I did not do anything wrong to the old man, and I still showed some value during this period." Zhao Yu added.

At this time, Lu Zhou glanced at him and said, "Answer my question truthfully."

"Mr. I'll tell you everything I know." Zhao Yu looked happy.

"You are from the Daqin royal family, and you must be not a simple identity. Are you a royal relative or a prince-consort?" Lu Zhou asked.

Zhao Yu was stunned.

This problem is really a big deal.

Luzhou's eyes flashed past his men.

These subordinates are respectful from beginning to end, and some of them are even higher in cultivation than Zhao Yu, which can only prove that Zhao Yu's identity is not simple.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu said, "A man without power and power, old sir, you are thinking too much."

"Give him a fire lotus." Lu Zhou said.

He doesn't have that much time to waste time with Zhao Yu now.
Chapter completed!