Hundreds of miles of sky, painted by immortals.
The scene of destruction of heaven and earth pulled everyone towards the end of the world. The sky was filled with fire, and the earth was cracked and boiling red.
Flame does not represent much meaning, but destruction is always the most important part.
As the most powerful Golden Lotus Jiukai was destroyed along with the world in the painting, this war also declared the victory of the Zhang family.
Zhang Yuxian pierced Jimei's eyebrow with a spear, and the flames swept over it, leaving only a dark green storage ring.
One Golden Lotus Plant began to die, and the lower-level disciples of the Golden Lotus Sect tried their best to kill the Zhang family monks, but they did not expect that the sect's defeat started with the Golden Lotus Plant.
From top to bottom, like the might of heaven suppressing it, the blood of the golden lotus makes the demons and alien species boil, and also makes many disciples of the Jin Lan Sect fearful.
"It seems that you have lost." Opposite Zhang Yunyuan was a middle-aged man breathing heavily.
In Yunmengze, Shui Che is the number one in alchemy. The name of the water-breaking alchemy cultivator is resounding throughout Yunmengze. The person who is the most powerful in making talismans is undoubtedly someone from the Zhao family, because he has a large amount of spiritual plant materials. The other party makes trial and error.
The number one in formations and weapon refining are both in the Jinlan Sect. One is Jimei, and the other is Jiang Shicong in front of him.
"Before coming here, the family has already discussed that not many of your Jinlan Sect can survive, and you are one of them who is qualified."
"how?"
"Live or die?"
Jiang Shicong looked at Zhang Yunyuan with sinister eyes, "Master gave me the fate of immortality, taught me the Tao, and led me to the path of immortality, not to make me a wolf-hearted thing."
"You want my inheritance? Haha, you Zhang family will never even think about it."
The existence of the old man makes the entire Yunmengze treat him as a junior, even the hostile Zhang family. You can imagine how prestigious that person is within the Jinlan Sect.
Even death cannot affect the loyalty of people like Jiang Shicong.
"It's a pity." Zhang Yunyuan shook his head. There were not many Jinlan Sects who were qualified to be recruited and surrendered by the Zhang family, but these people probably wouldn't survive, and the remaining ones wanted to survive.
The Zhang family doesn't like it.
They also dislike traitors.
"If that's the case, then please let me die."
The sea of fire surged, Zhang Qing landed on the thunder in the sky with his palm, and then stepped on Jiugong's chest.
The huge force pushed the latter directly into the depths of the scorching earth, blasting out giant waves of molten sky.
After a moment, Zhang Qing looked calmly at the struggling Jiugong flying out in front of him, "Life or death?"
Jiugong gritted his teeth and looked around. The earth had suffered devastating damage, and there were burning clouds in the sky like stars, and the Jinlan Sect was completely defeated.
"I am willing to surrender." Jiugong sighed. He did not expect such a result, and the Jinlan Sect was defeated like this.
But he can't die with the Jinlan Sect. He is a member of the Million Mountain Saint Qingfeng, and he shoulders a deeper responsibility.
The most important thing is that Jinlan Sect has no more kindness to him.
Teaching knowledge and solving doubts is far less than the resources and inheritance he handed over.
"Who would have thought that your Zhang family could grow to such an extent in just a few decades? It's a pity."
Zhang Qing said with a smile: "You are the first and only one to surrender."
Jiugong's face was slightly stunned, then he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that you can only destroy the Jinlan Sect."
"It's enough that the results are no different."
Zhang Qing turned around and rushed towards the battlefield, no longer paying attention to Jiugong.
Half a day later, the smoke dissipated, and there was no fighting anywhere in the Jinlan Sect.
The smell of blood everywhere made every monk feel heavy, but compared to the corpses that fell to the ground and were burned to ashes bit by bit by the flames, they were already countless times better.
After the heavy heart, there is the joy of harvest. Every Zhang family monk who survives can imagine that they will not lack the resources for practice in the coming time.
"The Jinlan Sect did not retain many resources. As we thought, they destroyed all the high-level resources at the last moment. It is not easy for those spiritual creatures to grow, but it is too easy to destroy them."
"The biggest harvest is the spiritual stones, more than 12 million in number, 70% of which are attribute spirit stones. The number of metal, wood and water attributes is almost the same."
"The remaining spiritual objects are irrelevant. The clan elders are calculating how to distribute them to everyone. After all, it is difficult for us to take them away."
"The process of opening the Tianmen used up too many things from the Jinlan Sect, but even so, the family's harvest from the first battle more than doubled the resources."
"There are some things that cannot be measured by ordinary spirit stones, which are the spirit stone source crystals. We only found one metallic one, but we can be sure that the remaining two are here. We have to find them even if we dig hundreds of feet underground. "
Zhang Qing listened to the statistics around him, then turned his head and looked outside.
In the sky, Xuan Ye and Jiang Baiyi flew over. The latter looked at the Jinlan Sect's Shoufeng Sword in Zhang Qing's hand and couldn't help but admire it.
"Is this the sword? I saw it just now. Apart from you, this sword is the most powerful one on the entire battlefield."
Resources are the easiest to destroy. On the contrary, magical weapons are the hardest to destroy, especially magical weapons like the Shoufeng Sword that have been refined countless times by the Jinlan Sect over the past two hundred years.
"you want?"
Jiang Baiyi shook his head, "Forget it, I saw that this sword is stained with the blood of many people in your Zhang family, and it is a bit hot to the touch."
Nearly a hundred direct descendants of the Zhang family died under Shoufeng's sword. How could the Zhang family let this sword appear in the hands of others.
"What do we want?" Xuan Ye asked, they came for the immortal magic.
From around, Zhang Mingxian came over and said, "They didn't do anything."
Xuan Ye and the other two did not speak, but just looked at Zhang Qing. After the latter fell silent, his mana condensed into the palm of his hand and flew to a palace hundreds of meters away.
After a while, two stones flew out.
One of the stones was as flat as a board, with a sword-shaped mark engraved on it. It exuded golden brilliance and vaguely condensed a sword light in the void.
The other one has holes running through it, and from the dense holes, you can vaguely hear the rising and falling waves.
Two other jade slips appeared in Zhang Qing's hand and were handed to the two of them respectively.
"Immortal magic is passed down in jade slips. If you don't believe what the ancestors of Yunmeng Pavilion understood, you can spend time to understand it on your own from these two stones."
"In addition, without the filtering of these two immortal stones, a mortal would need to spend a lot of resources to introduce pure Qi into the body."
Jiang Baiyi couldn't help but sigh as he took the stone tablet representing Yaoguang's sword-controlling skills.
Immortal magic inheritance, you must know that he is now a kind of golden lotus. He can fight against the monks in the middle stage of golden lotus cultivation without losing, but it is also the first time in his life that he has come into contact with immortal magic.
His talent and luck are all top-notch, but he has not seen any masterless immortal magic in so many years.
"Are you sure you're going to give this to us?"
Zhang Qing nodded, "For the current Zhang family, having more immortal magic inheritance is not necessarily a good thing."
