The war ended, and the ancient tribe of Zhenzhuo turned into ruins, and the tribe members suffered a lot of casualties, almost suffering from the destruction of the tribe.

Of course, the Immortal Vampire side was even more miserable. Hundreds of thousands of troops came in a mighty way. In the end, only Xia Wenxin and the Blood-Slaughter God Son escaped, which was almost wiped out.

When the news spreads, I don’t know how much sensation it will cause.

At the first moment, many people took action and began to clean the battlefield.

Those who died in battle on their own side need to find out the body of the body and bury them well. They must not be allowed to corpse in the wilderness.

They are all heroes, and the ancient tribe of the prison will never forget them.

"Senior Brother, chant scriptures with me to save the dead." Ersikong said.

Da Sikong's eyes shone, his eyes swept around and said excitedly: "I'll talk about it later. There are so many immortal blood clans who have died on the battlefield, so many treasures must be left behind. Shouldn't we collect the treasures first?"

Hundreds of thousands of undead blood clan troops were left on this battlefield, including some treasures that could be left behind by the gods, the emperor's sons and the emperor's daughters. It was amazing to think about it.

Da Sikong was ready to go, and was worried that the space bracelet would not be able to fit it.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not speak, and he did not dare to act rashly, so he could only look at Zhang Ruochen with all his eyes.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and said calmly: "If you want to do anything, go and do it."

Upon hearing this, Dasikong Lian said, "Uncle Master, leave this matter to me. I will definitely put away any treasures left by the Immortal Vampire.

After saying that, he immediately acted. Although he was fat, his movements were extremely flexible.

After putting one treasure after another into the space ring, Da Sikong's fat face was about to burst into laughter.

"The holy bones of the Seven-Step Holy King, the holy source of the Eight-Step Holy King, the five-glory sacred artifact,... are all good things." Da Sikong smiled, smiling so brightly.

If you pick up any treasures everywhere, you will be happy if you don’t have it.

Unlike Da Sikong, Er Sikong sat down on the spot, recited scriptures silently, and saved the dead souls.

Xiang Chunan collapsed to the ground without any movement.

"Brother Xiang, why don't we go to the Sword Tomb Palace to rest." Luo Yi said.

"OK."

As soon as the battle ended, Shi Qiankun placed the Sword Tomb Palace aside so that the seriously injured people could enter it to recuperate.

Zhang Ruochen turned his gaze to Luo Yi and looked at his back. A few strange lights flashed in his eyes. He was now even more suspicious of Luo Yi's identity.

"My junior brother, do you want to capture him?" Bao Lie came to Zhang Ruochen and whispered.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and whispered: "Don't act rashly for the time being. The battle has just ended. I don't want to cause trouble again. Just stare at him in secret."

"Well, by the way, I want this warrior senior brother."

Bao Lie nodded and reached out to take a silver spear from a distance.

This silver spear belongs to the Son of the God of Wangqiu. It is a sacred weapon with nine-glory and ten thousand-patterned patterns, which is very rare.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "This spear is very suitable for you, Senior Brother Third. With it, your strength can also be improved."

In fact, even if Bao Lie doesn't speak, he will choose a better combat soldier to Bao Lie.

The strong should be equipped with powerful combat soldiers.

With a shake of his hand, Bao Lie threw out the golden spear and said with a smile: "Star Soul, return the golden spear to you. Use it well, don't embarrass your father."

Leopard Star Soul reached out to take the golden spear, and was stunned at first, then showed ecstasy and said, "Father, don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you."

How could he not be excited if the golden spear is lost and regained?

With this Seven-Shock Ten Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact, his strength will be greatly improved. He is now a six-step Saint King, and with the golden spear, it is enough to defeat or even kill the Seven-Secret Holy King.

"Your Highness, I'll go and help the Grand Sikong." Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and said, "Yes, go."

After receiving the approval, Murong Yue took action immediately.

Unlike Da Sikong, she did not collect all treasures, but went specifically for those truly precious treasures.

The battlefield is too big and there are too many people who die. It obviously takes some time to clean the battlefield.

With his thoughts moving, Zhang Ruochen took out the magic mirror of the mountain and prepared to study it carefully.

This mirror is a supreme holy weapon. Although it is damaged, its power cannot be underestimated.

After some observation, Zhang Ruochen discovered something.

The Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror not only lacks the spirit of the weapon, but also lacks some extremely important parts. Otherwise, its power will definitely be much stronger than it is now.

The sword spirit of the blood-dropping sword appeared, staring at the Zangshan Demon Mirror and said, "I have heard a rumor that the Zangshan Demon Mirror and the Blood Sea Demon Mirror are a pair of supreme holy weapons, cast by the same weapon refining master, one mountain and one sea, and a world is formed in the mirror, which can suppress the universe and kill the gods."

"Well? The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror is related to the Blood Sea Magic Mirror?"

Zhang Ruochen's face froze and he asked.

The woman in red neither admitted nor denied it, but said lightly: "It's just a rumor. After a long time, many things have been explained clearly."

"However, there is one thing that can be confirmed. This mirror is very unusual. If it is complete, it should be a top-level supreme holy weapon."

"In addition, I need to remind you that I vaguely sensed that the Zangshan Magic Mirror Spirit has not been destroyed. If it appears, you may not be able to deal with it."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but frown slightly, and his thoughts quickly turned.

But soon he stretched out his eyebrows, saying that if the soldiers come to block the enemy, the water comes to cover the enemy, so there is no need to think too much.

Moreover, it is impossible for him to discard the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror because the spirit of the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror is still in the world, making it even more impossible for him to destroy it.

The woman in red turned around and looked at Chen Yuan's ancient sword sword spirit, her eyes full of reluctance, and she whispered: "Chen Yuan, I came to the sword tomb to feel that you need me. Now, it's time for me to leave. The situation in Kunlun Realm is in a difficult situation. The Central Imperial City needs me to stay in charge and deal with the strong people from all walks of life in the Heavenly Court."

Chen Yuan Sword Spirit was quite reluctant to leave, and couldn't help but take a step forward and hugged the woman in red tightly into her arms.

As soon as we met, we were about to part.

In the face of the general trend, all the love between children and children has to be put down.

"Blood drops, I will keep getting stronger. One day, I will become stronger than you. Then, I will be the only one who will protect you."

Chen Yuan Sword Spirit let go of the woman in red and said with great firmness.

The woman in red reached out to touch the cheek of Chen Yuan Jianling, smiled beautifully, and said softly: "I believe there will be that day."

Next to him, Zhang Ruochen felt a little uncomfortable. The two swords were like you and me, kissing me, but he, a human, felt like a lonely person.

"Why--"

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's long sigh, the two swords quickly separated, and the blood-dropping sword turned into a blood-colored rainbow and left in an instant.

In front of it, the medieval divine patterns were completely useless and seemed to not exist.

Seeing the Bloody Sword leaving, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but reach out and pat Chen Yuan on the shoulder, saying, "I will meet again, I won't wait for another eight hundred years this time."

Chen Yuan Sword Spirit nodded and said, "Well, but I will not see Drip Blood again until I become strong enough."

"There are holy weapons everywhere on the battlefield. You can absorb and refine them at will. If the Tao body is successfully condensed, the efficiency of your refining holy weapons should be much higher now." Zhang Ruochen said.

Hearing this, Chen Yuan Ancient Sword did not hesitate and flew out immediately, preparing to feast on the food and absorb and refine the holy weapon.

When the Taoist body was condensed, the Chenyuan Ancient Sword absorbed a large amount of sword energy and sword Tao rules, and its quality was greatly improved. As long as some holy weapons are absorbed and refined, it will be no problem to be promoted to the Eight-Yao Ten Thousand-Past Holy Artifact.

After seeing the Blood Sword, he undoubtedly desires to become stronger.

It took some time to clean the battlefield.

"Uncle Master, it's a great harvest. I haven't seen so many babies in my life."

Da Sikong ran back with an excited look on his face.

With a wave of hand, a large number of treasures flew out of the space bracelet and piled up into a mountain.

I have to say that Da Sikong really plundered it very cleanly, even if it was a piece of warrior fragment, he would not let go.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes swept across the mountain made of treasures, mainly composed of holy sources, holy bones and holy artifacts. Most of the holy bones and holy artifacts were broken, which was the result of the fierce battle before.

The hundreds of thousands of troops mobilized by the Immortal Vampire this time have reached the semi-saint level at the lowest level, so there are many treasures left behind, and they are all valuable.

"You choose some of the ones you like, and I use them to strengthen the Mingzong."

After contemplating slightly, Zhang Ruochen spoke.

"Hehe, then I'm not polite." Da Sikong laughed.

Immediately, he selected some treasures from this treasure mountain and re-entered them into the space bracelet.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care what treasure he chose, and he casually put all the remaining treasures into the Qiankun Realm.

The Holy Source is very important, allowing Mingzong to cultivate a large number of strong people in a short period of time.

Those incomplete holy tools can be used as food rations for the abyss, and no matter how much they are, they will not be too much.

"Your Highness, the treasures of those top power are all inside."

Murong Yue flashed back and handed a space ring to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and explored into the space ring.

He was quite looking forward to the treasure that Murong Yue took back.

Compared with the number, Murong Yue brought back much less than Da Sikong brought back, but they were all high-quality products, and each piece was priceless.

For example, although the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's White Bone Holy Mountain is seriously damaged, it still leaves some precious holy bones, and even a large piece of divine bones, which are good materials for refining blood-suppressing talismans.

There are also the three sacred warships, two of which are half-destroyed, and one is roughly preserved. If it can be repaired, it is a killer weapon.

"I didn't expect that there were six divine stones embedded on the divine bones, which could activate the sundial for six days, and the cultivation level should be able to improve again. There are really many good things about this Nine-Eyed Heavenly King."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and felt very good.
Chapter completed!