The ultimate magic weapon power.

The phantom of the supreme spirit.

And the prehistoric thunder that destroys everything.

The heaven and earth were covered by that spectacular scene, and everyone's heart trembled.

The power of the blue-gold thunder is infinite, it can break the sky, split the sea, each ray can split the sacred mountain, cut open the earth, and easily kill a great power in the divine sea realm.

Even Qian Yu Zhixing, the king who everyone thought could dominate the battlefield of Ghost Mountain, was hit with blood spurting from his mouth and nose, his glasses were broken, and he was blown away for hundreds of miles in a state of extreme embarrassment.

Fortunately, he looks thin and frail, but his physical strength is extremely tough, so he is not too miserable. If he had been here with the great master of Dao Realm, he would have been completely destroyed by An Bulang's hammer!

"Lord Cheon Yu Ji-sung!"

"No...impossible!"

The Purple Star powerhouses all showed expressions of shock.

Some flew towards Qian Yu, while others rushed towards An Bulang with angry faces.

At this time, the space altar of the Shenlong clan erupted with unprecedented space brilliance.

"alright!"

Goddess Jinli suddenly spoke.

After saying that, she hit everyone with dragon marks one by one.

"Come here quickly, this is our clan's exclusive space passage. People without the mark can't get out!"

"Gugugu, give me a mark too!"

The little suckling pig looked horrified and said that it found that this space channel was rejecting it.

Jinli glanced at An Bulang.

An Bulang nodded slightly.

Although this little suckling pig can be mean sometimes, it still helps a lot at critical times.

Just like that, everyone had their marks and stood on the space altar. The power of space surged, and after a burst of bright space light flashed, they completely disappeared on the spot, and they didn't know where they were sent.

On the battlefield, the powerful men of the Shenlong clan laughed and were extremely happy.

This time in the Super Battlefield of Guishen Mountain, it was their Shenlong clan that won.

The strong men from other forces were filled with regret.

The strong men of the Purple Star forces were the most unwilling. It was clear that they were only a little bit short, and they were only short of the last step. Even Qian Yu Zhixing personally took action, but in the end, they still could not keep the God Treasure Tree.

Qian Yu quietly looked at the empty space altar of the Shenlong Clan. Inside his broken flat glasses, his eyes were still as calm as a deep pool, but his tone of voice was still a bit lost.

"After all, we are missing a few links. Our preparations are too inadequate..."

He could barely maintain his composure, but the others had already exploded.

No one would have thought that a young man in white clothes who suddenly appeared would be the biggest dark horse in the game and could successfully seize the God's Treasure Tree and escape smoothly.

Countless powerful people are guessing and deducing the identity of the young man.

This is also the first time that An Bulang's name has been circulated among the top powerhouses in Hongmeng Continent.

God Son Ning Xin no longer attacks Nalan Jianwu. He is dressed in pure Taoist clothes and fluttering. His figure is spotless, as if he has just emerged from the dust. In front of him, the immortal species of the Shenlong clan, Nalan, one of the top ten heavenly dragons.

Sword dance, but it has been scarred and tattooed into the body.

But God Ning Xin couldn't be happy.

Nalan Jianwu laughed loudly: "Ning Xin, you lost."

He blocked the advance of God Son Ning Xin, which was his greatest achievement.

Nalan Mo stood alone high in the sky, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a broken arm. But while his black hair was flying, there was a black dragon phantom coiling around him, releasing danger and terror.

The dark crow demon looked at the woman with an unyielding fighting spirit, sighed softly, and disappeared into countless crows.

Goddess Qiu Xuan stood on the top of a sacred mountain, her eyes moving like autumn water, she glanced at the Ghost Mountain with relief, and said: "That's all, the little guy has a deep celestial connection, I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him, I'll still look for him

Is there any inheritance in other places in Guishen Mountain..."

After saying that, she transformed into a red maple and disappeared, never to be seen again.

After the war ended, all the top forces had no reason to fight and left one after another.

The top forces in Hongmeng Continent all have a default rule, that is, they can fight to the death for the treasures of Immortal Fate, but once there is no hope of continuing the fight between the Fate and the treasures, they must stop fighting.

At this time, somewhere tens of thousands of miles away.

A huge dragon-shaped space altar is full of splendor.

Several figures appeared in the center of the altar.

This altar is also guarded by a group of powerful dragons.

When they saw the few people who appeared, especially the radiant and stunningly beautiful woman in the center, they immediately saluted excitedly: "Greetings to the young patriarch!"

"Congratulations to the young patriarch for his safe return!"

"Goddess Jinli's Taoism will last forever, and the dragon's power will be unparalleled!"

Each of the powerful dragon clan members saluted the woman respectfully and fervently.

"Sister, you are finally back safely!"

A handsome man walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

But soon, he saw An Bulang and frowned.

"Huh? Is it you? Why are you, a barbarian, here?" the man frowned.

"Nalan Feiyu, please speak politely to me, An Bulang is my good friend!" Nalan Jinli looked majestic and glared at the handsome man with her eyes.

Nalan Feiyu looked unhappy, but he still stopped talking.

Even though he is the elder brother, his voice in the family is far less than that of Nalan Jinli.

"This is... the Treasure Tree of the Gods?!" An elder from the Taoist Realm stationed here suddenly shrank his pupils, pointing at the small tree behind An Bulang where the colored light was flowing, and said in a trembling voice.

"Oh my god! It's really the treasure tree of the gods!"

"Thank God, we made it!"

"God bless my divine dragon clan, and my divine dragon clan is mighty!"

The surrounding powerful men of the Shenlong clan were extremely excited.

"How can such a precious thing be allowed to be held by a human monk? Let me keep it." Nalan Huangzhan stepped forward and said with a serious face.

Upon hearing this, Nalan Jinli immediately moved forward, blocking in front of An Bulang, and said: "Elder Huangzhan, the God Treasure Tree can be obtained, An Bulang takes most of the credit, and our Shenlong clan can only get three points."

One, so it is reasonable for the baby to be placed on him first."

As soon as these words came out, the powerful men and powerful men of the Shenlong clan around them were stunned.

Nalan Feiyu looked even more disbelieving: "Sister, are you kidding me? Don't let that brat fool you. The treasure of our Shenlong clan is not allowed to be touched by others. Get it back for me!"

After saying that, Nalan Feiyu reached out to grab An Bulang, actually trying to take away the treasure from An Bulang!

Nalan Jinli was about to take action.

A ray of green light suddenly rushed out.

With one slap, Nalan Feiyu's face was distorted and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

Nalan Feiyu was stunned, his body rolled to the ground, and his head was buzzing.

"How dare you try to stop me from wasting my brother's treasure?"

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, whose power surged wildly, said in a cold tone.

"He is actually a strong man at the pinnacle of the Dao Realm..."

"Even if you are at the peak of the Dao Realm, you are unforgivable. You dare to take action against the powerful people of our clan. According to the law, you should be arrested and tried within the clan!" Several strong men from the Shenlong clan stepped forward, with expressions of indignation on their faces.

Nalan Jinli took a step forward, and the powerful and pure dragon power spread, pressing on all the powerful ones.

"If you attack An Bulang and his friends again, don't blame me for using the clan rules!"

The woman's voice was like the roar of a real dragon, falling into the minds of every dragon creature. The suppression of low-level bloodlines by high-level bloodlines made them naturally awe of the woman.

"Yes, young patriarch..."

The powerful dragon clan men around him nodded respectfully.

The dragons who were dissatisfied and even wanted to act like monsters did not dare to make a mistake. However, some powerful dragons still looked at An Bulang with unfriendly eyes.

An Bulang himself didn't care, he just thought there were a few flies buzzing in his ears.

"The situation is not clear yet, so we will return to the clan first."

Goddess Jinli spoke.

Everyone walked from the space altar to the Netherworld Ancient Road, and then returned all the way along the Netherworld Ancient Road.
To be continued...