In the Taixu Divine Furnace, the golden divine fire is beating.

Hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators, together with a group of demons, were refined in an instant and turned into rolling golden divine liquid.

Tang Hao opened his mouth and sucked it, and the divine liquid gushed out and was swallowed by him.

"not bad!"

He smacked his lips and murmured.

Hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators, most of whom are not high in cultivation, and only fifty or sixty people in the imperial realm, but the body of the seven-tribulation god is too weak to refine anything at all. Therefore, these evil cultivators are not as good as the divine liquid refined by the demon clan.

Among the demon clan, there are more than fifty people in the Emperor Realm, among which there are six in the True Spirit Stage, and each of them has a very ancient bloodline. Like the strongest Emperor Peng, he is a descendant of a golden peng.

So much added up to restore a half-break to him.

Then, his divine thoughts moved, and a torrent surged out of the furnace, all of which were the things of those evil cultivators.

"It seems like I'm getting rich again!"

Then, the things from the Zhengqi Alliance, the demon cultivators, and some other cultivators of power were taken out and piled up in front of him. Tang Hao's eyes lit up.

Countless magic weapons, warriors, treasure clothes and armor were piled up into mountains, shining with divine lights of various colors, which was simply dazzling.

There is also the ring, and the rings alone form a mountain.

There are hundreds of thousands of them!

And he hasn't taken out the things in the ring to sort out!

The owners of these rings include many powerful people from the True Spirit Stage, as well as the Lord of Power such as Emperor Peng, Emperor Haoran, and Lord of Rakshasa Island. As the lord of one side, they have been practicing for thousands of years, and their treasures must be indispensable.

The other ordinary emperors will not be less collected.

Looking at the piles of treasure mountains in front of him, Tang Hao grinned and smiled brightly.

Before, he collected a Kongming true gold vein at the bottom of the sea, as well as many spiritual medicines and divine materials, which made a small fortune. Now, he has truly made a fortune.

"It's still far from before. It seems that I still have to work hard... By the way, Rakshasa Island should have a treasure house, the Zhengqi Alliance, Wan Yao Island, and Minshan Island. I'll copy them all later."

Tang Hao thought about it and was a little excited.

I was so poor before, but now I think about it, it's quite unbearable to look back on it.

Whether in Qiyuan, Pangu, or even the Holy Land, he was the richest, and he had countless treasures on his body. When he arrived here, he was naturally no exception. He had to spend some treasures to enrich his wealth.

"This is... Peng Lao Yao's ring."

Tang Hao swept his divine thoughts, found Emperor Peng's ring, and took it over.

"Wow!"

When he opened it, his eyes shone brightly.

It is worthy of being an old monster. The treasures inside are piled up into mountains. What are the magical medicines, magical materials, elixirs, martial arts, and magic weapons? There are countless numbers. The crystals alone accumulate into a vast ocean.

Not only ordinary crystals, but also medium and high-quality crystals.

"Look at the old monster Rakshasa..."

He took the ring of the Lord of Rakshasa Island and penetrated his spiritual sense.

His eyes lit up a little more instantly.

The old monster Rakshasa has more treasures than the old monster. There are many rare divine materials, such as dragon bones and phoenix feathers, which are so rich that they are so rich.

"It's all mine!"

Tang Hao waved his hand and took it all into his Haotian Ring.

A group of souls flocked into the ring and began to organize the treasures.

"This guy is not bad, too!"

After taking the ring of Haoran, Tang Hao looked at it and was very satisfied.

These three rings are the fattest, and the rings of Hao Cheng Zhenren, Whale Emperor and others were much worse.

After looking at several rings from the True Spirit Stage, Tang Hao was too lazy to look at them one by one, and handed them all over to the Soul Division, and asked them to sort them out and put them in different categories, and he rushed to the Rakshasa Island below.

“Here!”

His eyes were filled with divine light, and he swept around and found the treasure house, exploded and broke into it.

In this treasure house, there are mostly robbery tools, elixirs, crystals and other things, with a large number of them.

He waved his hand and stopped them all.

He didn't let go of the array plates laid on all sides of the island. He released the soul splitting out and collected all the valuable things. Even if it was a brick or a tile, he wouldn't let go of it.

After the soul-dividing army swept over, the Rakshasa Island was almost bare, not even a single hair left.

"Walk!"

Tang Hao was very satisfied and took away all the treasures, called them back to the soul, and headed towards the gate of the Zhengqi League.

At this time, there were still many figures running around the sea, all of whom were watching from afar on Rakshasa Island. They were far away and were just going to watch the fun.

At this moment, they all looked pale and extremely frightened.

That guy is actually a Nine Tribulation Holy Ancestor!

In less than half a day, he shot the formation of Rakshasa Island and killed the Lord of Rakshasa Island. Later, he used a huge divine furnace to collect all the hundreds of thousands of evil cultivators on the island.

Such magical powers are really terrifying!

"That is a Nine Tribulation Holy Ancestor!"

"Raksha Island is gone! The Lord of Raksha Island and all the evil cultivators above are dead!"

As they fled in all directions, this amazing news spread and shook the whole world.

Everyone is incredible.

Isn’t the formation of Rakshasa Island called it unbreakable?

Why did it break in just half a day?

Who is that terrifying Nine Tribulation Holy Ancestor?

Everyone was shocked and shocked.

Trading islands all over the world were boiling and in an uproar.

"I saw him, he was heading towards the Zhengqi Alliance. Oh my God! He wouldn't want to destroy the Zhengqi Alliance, right!"

Someone discovered the figure of the white-clothed saint.

As the news spread, the whole world became more and more excited.

While everyone was unbelievable, they felt even more crazy.

Whether it is Rakshasa Island or the Zhengqi Alliance, they are old forces, standing in Yunmihai for thousands of years. Seeing that they already had hope of becoming a super force, they did not expect that because of a treasure of the sky, they would cause a disaster for the family to be destroyed.

In one day, it will be wiped out.

"This Yun Mihai is about to change the sky!"

Some practitioners sighed.

Many people showed joy on their faces, and were happy for the destruction of the righteous alliance of Rakshasa Island, and some were frowning and worried. If the old forces collapsed, new forces would definitely rise, and by then, there would be another bloody storm.

This cloud covers the sea, and it is destined to be uneasy.

"The Zhengqi Alliance is gone. The white-clothed Saint Ancestor is so powerful that he blew the Zhengqi Alliance's protective formation in a few strokes."

"He didn't kill anyone, he just emptied the entire island of Zhengqi League, with no tiles left and no hair left. It was simply too clean!"

"The people from the Zhengqi Alliance have all run away. I heard that Haoran and Haocheng, the elders who rushed to Rakshasa Island have long died. This Zhengqi Alliance is completely gone!"

"He moved again and went to Wan Yao Island. Everyone on Wan Yao Island began to run away. It seemed that Emperor Peng and the others were dead, and Wan Yao Island was gone..."

One thing is that news keeps coming.

For a moment, the clouds were everywhere, and people were panic, and there were figures running away everywhere.
Chapter completed!