After Tucheng Daosheng, my identity was exposed

This stove is the best innate spiritual treasure.

Due to being placed here by the gods all the time, most of the prehistoric creatures do not know that there is such a top-grade innate spirit treasure.

Di Jun injected his divine power into it.

The lines on the surface of the stove seem to come alive, flowing with divine light.

The furnace cover also flew up, revealing the blazing white sun essence fire that was so hot that it would collapse the void.

With a wave of Donghuangtai's big hand, endless chaos irons flew out of his sleeves.

Then they all fell into it.

These chaotic irons are good materials for forging spirit treasures and are extremely precious.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also found this rare material from the treasure house of the ancient heaven.

After these chaotic god irons fell into the god furnace.

Di Jun waved his hand again and covered the lid of the sacred furnace.

Then, he started to stir the stove.

This ten-thousand-foot-sized furnace was suspended in mid-air.

Then, the dao pattern on it seemed to come alive.

An invisible force attracts the nearby Sun True Fire.

The endless real fire of the sun turned into a series of fire dragons like hundreds of rivers reaching the sea, continuously submerged into the sacred furnace.

The flames in the sacred furnace suddenly surged like a boiling ocean.

From those hollow lines, one can faintly see that these chaotic god irons are rapidly melting under the sun's fine fire, turning into liquid.

Then, under the guidance of Di Jun's divine sense.

Gradually condensed into the outline of the sword.

At this moment, both Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were a little nervous.

After all, the Yaozu has been almost completely suppressed by the Wuzu now.

If they want to stand up, they can only rely on this witch-slaying sword.

As time passed little by little.

The outline of the blade gradually took shape.

At this time, Di Jun took out the black and red bottle.

Then, open the cork.

Suddenly, hundreds of millions of resentful souls spewed out of it like a volcano erupting.

An unimaginably large number of resentful souls gathered together.

The whole world suddenly became dark, and even the original monstrous flames were covered.

Of course, this is because Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi protected these resentful souls with divine power.

Otherwise, the real sun fire here will soon burn all the resentful souls.

Every resentful soul turned into a black mist.

An overwhelming black mist surrounded Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

At this moment, endless roars sounded in their ears.

Endless curses, curses, and roars echoed between the heavens and the earth.

Each group of black mist has a constantly changing and ferocious face.

These faces are particularly distorted and terrifying.

They were roaring, telling how they were full of resentment during their lifetime.

If ordinary creatures encounter this kind of scene, they will probably be affected by their minds and become obsessed.

But after Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were surrounded by so many resentful souls, they were not affected at all.

In other words, the obsession with destroying the monster race and occupying the prehistoric world.

It has already made Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi go crazy.

Di Jun opened the lid of the sacred furnace again.

Then, the two of them worked together to introduce all the hundreds of millions of resentful spirits into the divine furnace.

Suddenly, sharp screams and wailing sounds resounded.

Frightened and terrified faces threw themselves on the furnace wall, roaring outwards.

Although the spirit race in that Great Thousand World has been killed.

And, because of resentment.

Their souls have all turned into resentful souls.

However, if these resentful souls are sent to the six realms of reincarnation.

Then these resentful souls can still be reincarnated.

But if it is refined now.

It will completely disappear in this world, and the spirit and soul will be wiped out.

Facing the desperate wailing of the resentful souls, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi did not show the slightest bit of pity on their faces.

They forcibly used the strength of their quasi-sage late stage realm.

All the resentful souls were pressed into the divine furnace.

Then, with a wave of Di Jun's hand, all these resentful souls were locked in the furnace.

Next, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi worked together to activate the sacred furnace of this top-grade innate spirit treasure.

The more vast real fire of the sun is continuously poured into the furnace.

The wailing sound became louder and harsher, and even directly penetrated the furnace wall, penetrating into the minds of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Dijun and Donghuangtai turned a blind eye and continued to stir up the real fire of the sun.

And as the real fire of the sun became more and more vigorous.

The resentful souls in it were gradually swallowed up.

Di Jun and Dong Huangtai looked cold, without the slightest hint of pity on their faces.

They just looked at the resentful soul that was gradually swallowed and melted by the flames.

At this moment, the fire of desire in their hearts is also surging wildly like the real fire of the sun.

Chapter 180

Famine does not remember the year.

A full 1 years have passed.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi kept urging this stove of the highest grade innate spirit treasure.

It caused them to look pale, obviously exhausting a lot.

However, at this moment, their expressions were very excited, their eyes widened, and they stared at the red-hot sacred furnace.

The dao pattern on the sacred furnace gradually stagnated and no longer circulated.

And the sacred furnace itself is gradually declining, and the divine light is dimmed.

When everything stabilizes.

Di Jun and Donghuangtai looked at each other, and then turned on the stove.

"clang!"

There was a crisp sound, and the furnace cover was lifted.

The raging flames in the furnace have dissipated.

Only a blood-red long sword flew out of the furnace.

Although this blood-red long sword is only a top-grade Houtian Lingbao, the aura it exudes is extremely terrifying.

The body of the sword is engraved with dense and strange patterns.

At first glance, it looks like the ferocious faces of those resentful souls before they died.

It was filled with black and red evil spirit.

As soon as this sword was released, even in the world at the core of the sun, the temperature dropped sharply.

Di Jun stretched out his hand and grasped the witch-slaying sword.

Then, he waved lightly.

The sound of the sharp sword piercing the air was like the sharp howling of a resentful spirit, which was creepy.

However, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi didn't feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, in their opinion, this can be said to be the most beautiful sound in the world.

Because in their eyes, this witch-slaying sword represents the kingship of the monster race and the submission of all spirits.

Di Jun waved it a few times, and then handed it over to Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi carefully looked at the lines on it, and gently stroked the blade.

As if stroking the girl's body, there was an intoxicated expression on his face.

"The Witch Clan prevents us from slaughtering the Spirit Clan in the Primordial World."

"But they never imagined that God's will will be on our side after all."

"The witch-slaying sword has been completed, and it's time to attack the witch clan!"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi said in a cold voice, with endless killing intent in his eyes.

"Ah."

Di Jun nodded, agreeing.

"However, even if the witch-slaying sword is completed, we must think of a foolproof method."

"Make sure we can kill the Eleventh Ancestral Witch, or Ye Feng."

Dijun added.

They have the witch-slaying sword in their hands, which is a real weapon for the witch clan.

As long as they kill one of them by surprise, they can disintegrate the formation of Dutian Shensha.

Once all the gods and gods collapsed.

That would mean that the strength of the Yaozu's current Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation has plummeted.

You can also overthrow all the witches in the prehistoric world and rule the world.

"Brother, who do you want to kill?"

East Emperor Taiyi asked.

"Ye Feng!"

Di Jun said without hesitation.

Ye Feng had killed the nine demon gods of the demon clan and the ancestor of Kunpeng before.

At the critical moment, he tried his best to turn the tide, and formed the Great Formation of Dutian Shensha with other ancestral witches.

Now, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's hatred for Ye Feng almost surpassed that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Now they just want to kill Ye Feng completely to calm down the resentment in their hearts.

"Well, then we will make a design to lure Ye Feng out of the Nether World."

Dong Huang Taiyi said.