This clock has no spirit and is controlled by Tianyang himself.

A wisp of spiritual consciousness shocked the West, and the figures that were triggered by the Twilight Soul Bell fainted from the spot as if they were killed by thunder.

Then, Li Shenzhi's figure flashed and moved into Tianyang Mountain, from the top to the bottom of the mountain, and took everyone into the bronze coffin cave heaven.

There are 130,000 miners, all of whom are above the level of elixir.

Among them, there are more than 30,000 Daozang Realm, eight hundred Divine Fire Realm, and six people in the Yuanshen Realm.

There are 26,000 people in total, 130 people in the Divine Fire Realm level, and 6 people in the Yuanshen Realm.

After putting everyone in the bronze coffin, Li Shenzhi scraped the entire Tianyang Mountain.

Finally, the burning sky fire ignited in the mountains.

The golden flames exuded the power of the sun, burning all the blood, resentment, and dry bones in the mountains.

The tower collapsed in flames, the mine cave collapsed in the rolling of the earth dragon, and the entire Tianyang Mountain turned into ruins.

After doing all this, Li Shenzhi broke through the void and disappeared into the depths of nothingness.

...

Above the Nine-Level Cave Heaven.

Li Shen's soul fell down and after entering the Central Region, he became a thief all the way, and the resources he accumulated had not been carefully counted.

In the corner of the old city's cave, thick green mist surrounded by shadows, and figures were imprisoned in the sky.

Among these figures, there are thirteen people at the level of the Saint Realm, including two demon saints.

There are more than 600 people at the level of the Yuanshen Realm.

"Send it to the Bird Blood Cave Heaven."

He had long since lost any trouble for these people.

The demon saint can absorb demon blood, while the human saint can awaken the holy bones in the Blue Blood Cave Heaven.

Holding the two demon saints in one hand, Li Shenzhi flashed into the Qingshan Cave Heaven and placed the demon saint's corpse in front of Saint Ziyun.

Looking at the demon saint's corpse, murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Saint Ziyun.

"It's not difficult for you to refine the spiritual treasures. I have helped several holy tribes to refine them before."

After suppressing the murderous intent in his eyes, Saint Ziyun spoke.

After being trapped here for so long, the old beggar had already told her about the matter.

"However, my strength and means are limited, so I can only refine the auxiliary spiritual treasures of the seventh-level mid-grade level."

"Where is the old ghost in Tianyang?"

At this time, the old beggar spoke.

"I'll kill." Li Shenzhi spoke lightly.

"If you have the seventh-level medium-grade quality, just build the shelf first."

"Also, I need to refine the identity jade tablet, like this."

As he said that, Li Shenzhi raised his finger and gently outlined a phantom.

"The jade plaque should have level distinction, including five colors at the palace master level, deputy palace master, nine elder level three colors, two colors at the palace master, and one color at the disciples of each hall."

"The master can refine a few samples first, so there is no need to worry about the divine gold ore."

As he said that, the old beggar and Ziyun's eyes flashed before they appeared in the old city cave, leaving only the phoenix spirit saint.

The reason why Feng Ling and Bai Bei Gui were trapped before was because of their lack of strength.

Now Li Shenzhi's strength is no longer afraid of these two people.

Of course, the old beggar also used practical actions to show that he is very ambitious now.

Several people landed in the small courtyard of Saint Shi Yun, which was placed outside the old city, and you could see the neon lights in the city.

"This is……"

"Nothing except earth fire, everything the master has moved back to you."

"There is no need for earth fire assistance to refine jade tablets below the seventh level."

Saint Shi Yun looked at the unmoved courtyard and felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

At this time, more than a dozen figures flew from the city, and several of them were wearing small glasses.

"Come on, I have met Master Ziyun Pavilion and Senior Beggar."

Seeing the few people greeting, Ziyun and the old gay man ignored Li Shenzhi's name.

"Ghost Cultivation?"

The old beggar looked at the Kunlun city lord Qiao Yuping. This leader of Kunlun was also driving the ducks to put them on the shelves.

There is no way. Kunlun’s original mountain masters were all reincarnated in the killing disaster when they were practicing ghost cultivation.

The dozen people Qiao Yuping brought were all proficient in technology.

Li Shenzhi felt that the natural formation was not good, so he added technology and putting a chip in the jade token was not an exaggeration.

For example, his portable phone is still very good now and doesn't even need to charge the battery.

"They will help you refine jade tablets and add this thing to it at that time."

"As for the formation master, I have a junior sister who has a very talented formation. When I find her back, I will help refine auxiliary spiritual treasures."

At this moment, Ziyun and the old gay man were a little confused.

What is this?

Without saying anything more, Li Shenzhi withdrew his spiritual sense and began to rush forward.

Although the Tianyang, one of the targets, was killed in this trip, the harvest was beyond imagination.

In the Central Region, I will hide for a while.

Although there are too many lice, there are two more curse killings falling from the bronze coffin, which is very unfriendly.

...

In nothingness, a silver needle bloomed brightly, tearing the sky apart.

Then, silver light suddenly appeared and the figure of the saint appeared.

"Master, I can't catch the energy."

The silver needle instrument spoke timidly, but did not dare to say much.

The saint of the feathered stood in the void with a gloomy face, and the wrinkles on their brows were even more like gullies.

"I don't believe it. This person really didn't leave any aura."

"Continue looking!"

"Even if I travel all over Yongzhou, I will find him!"

In the blink of an eye, the saint of feather disappeared into nothingness.

He was obviously hiding so tightly, and even turned Bei Ming into Bei Ming, how could he be noticed?

This is the Beiming myth. If Kunpeng above Fuyao can recognize one, then what is the saint? The king has hope.

Now, this opportunity has been taken away.

Yuhua's murderous intent is beyond words.

No matter who it is, snatching his opportunity is comparable to killing his parents' blood relatives.

Half a year later.

The saint who had failed to swim in the void appeared in the Tianjian Domain with a gloomy expression.

In the center of Tianjian Domain, there is a giant mountain standing in the clouds.

Above the giant mountain, there is a quaint wooden house.

"The elder of the King Yong Palace has transformed himself into a request to see the corpse woman."

Standing quietly outside the wooden house, the saint of the Feathered Waited for most of the day before a sound rang out.

"What's the matter?"

The ethereal sound was like sounding from all directions.

"Divine, positioning."

"Do you know the rules of the old woman?"

"Know."

The Saint of Eat nodded, and a coma appeared while waving his hand.

"This is my third generation direct blood relative, and I will give it to the corpse woman for enjoyment."
To be continued...