The war is over.

Whether it was the party that launched the war or other tribes, all of them were seriously injured. The witch clan was relatively lucky, with basically no casualties in the early stage, but when Nebula City was destroyed, a lot of people were lost.

If Ling Feng hadn't returned in time, the losses would have been much heavier. The current situation is within the range that Nebula City can bear.

The families of the deceased need to be comforted, and the damaged buildings also need to be built. All this is carried out under the command of Mu Jianling and is carried out in an orderly manner. As for Ling Feng, he doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters.

After not returning for many years, he also wanted to be affectionate with his three beautiful wives and express his affection to each other.

A month later, the strong men of all races arrived as promised, including Qianyuan and other human races, as well as Ao Li and six others, all came to Xingyun City. All the tribes who were invaded by the human and demon clans and suffered heavy losses all proposed compensation conditions.

The two human and demon clans led by Qianyuan Ao Li were surprisingly pleased and agreed to all compensation. However, when Ling Feng proposed compensation conditions on behalf of the witch clan, they all looked as if they were ashamed and extremely ugly.

Ling Feng's request was very simple. After compensation for a large amount of spiritual crystals, he blamed the two demons to return all the territory occupied by the witch clan in the past. It should be noted that under the leadership of the twelve ancestors, the witch clan's territory was the most vast, with nearly thirty palaces.

After the fall of the twelve ancestor witches, these territories were basically occupied by the human and demon clans. Now, Ling Feng asked them to return them, which means that each of their territories must be handed over at least the thirteen prefectures.

Even the two humans and demons were unbearable. However, they had no capital to bargain. Under Ling Feng's strong oppression, they had no choice but to nod and agree.

This battle made the witch clan the largest race in the spiritual world again. And Ling Feng, the new barbarian emperor, undoubtedly became the recognized invincible supreme in the spiritual world.

As a witch clan, Ling Feng can do this for his clan. Next, he has to plan for his own business.

Nebula City.

There is a towering hall in the center of the city. There are hundreds of monks standing on both sides of the hall, wearing armor and majestic. When you look closely, you will find that these monks all have Mahayana cultivation. They are all powerful people outside, but now they are just ordinary guards.

A middle-aged man came from a distance and walked to the hall gate, and was immediately stopped by the guards.

"Everyone, come to meet the Barbarian Emperor in the lower Ling Pojun." The middle-aged man said with a smile. He was Ling Pojun, the sixth uncle of Ling Feng, and he was also considered an elder of the Wu clan. However, he felt a sense of gaze when he looked at the guards in front of him.

"The Emperor Man is in seclusion, no one will see you!" The guard said no room for negotiation. He waved his hand and let Ling Pojun leave.

But at this moment, a clear and ecstatic man's voice came from the hall.

"Sixth uncle, come in quickly!"

When the guard heard the voice, he was Lord Man Emperor. He immediately looked respectful and reached out to Ling Pojun to make a gesture of inviting him. "Sir, please come in!"

Ling Pojun smiled at this moment and walked into the hall with big strides. As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the hall, he felt his eyes lit up, the surrounding scenery changed, and he had already arrived at a fairyland on earth.

The strange flowers and plants everywhere are all rare spiritual medicines in the world. The mist is curling, the mist rises, circling around the mountains and forests, and the scenery is indescribable.

On the grass not far ahead, there is an exquisite attic. Outside the attic, there is a small pavilion. A man in green stood outside the pavilion, looking at him with a smile. Behind him, there were three beautiful women, each of whom were charming, beautiful and refined, as if a fairy descended to earth.

"Sixth uncle!"

A shout woke Ling Pojun up. He hurriedly walked over, came to the man in green, and bowed: "I have seen the Barbarian Emperor..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Uncle Six is ​​my elder Ling Feng, how could he have such a vulgar manners!" Ling Feng reached out to help Ling Pojun up and said with a smile.

"The courtesy cannot be abolished! Otherwise, I will be punished by the old guys of the clan!" Ling Pojun replied with a smile. He said this, but he was very moved.

"They dare!" Ling Feng took Ling Pojun's hand and sat down at the stone table in the pavilion. The three girls immediately presented spiritual wine and greeted each other. This made Ling Pojun flattered and uncomfortable.

"Sixth uncle, I invite you to come because I have something to ask about it." Ling Feng raised his wine glass and drank with Ling Pojun, and said.

"What's the matter?" Ling Pojun asked back.

"Your sixth uncle knows that in the past thousand years, the Zhong clan of Lishan in Tianlan has some clan members ascended to the spiritual world?" Ling Feng asked this, his face full of concern.

Ling Pojun pondered for a while and shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. Since you came to the spiritual world, the forces of various tribes in the Southern Wilderness have been infighting, and many of the original big families have declined because of the decline of talents. This is true for the Zhong family in Lishan. Since Zhong Baitao's life was exhausted, his life was gone. His most talented young son Zhong Li failed to advance and his foundation was destroyed. The Zhong family has gone from its peak to decline, and has become a third-rate family in the Southern Wilderness."

After a pause, he looked at Ling Feng and said, "Afeng, although I can take care of them, you also know that the only one who is in charge of the Southern Wilderness is my clone, and his ability is limited. Besides, survival of the fittest is the survival rule of my witch clan. I can only protect the Zhong clan from being bullied by other clans, and it is not easy to intervene too much in other ways."

After hearing this, Ling Feng felt a little sad. Thinking about the fact that Lishan Zhong family was the largest tribe of the Southern Wilderness Soul Clan, with many talents. His old Taishan Zhong Baitao is also a master of the Soul Clan. However, after thousands of years, he fell to this point.

"Uncle Six, I plan to go to the Tianlan interface." Ling Feng briefly explained the bloodline of his lover Zhong Yan.

"After so many years... I should go back and take a look..." He sighed. His parents, sister, and many relatives and friends are all in Tianlan. After so many years, I don't know how they are doing?

"Go to Tianlan?" Ling Pojun nodded after hearing this, "Afeng, as long as you condense a clone and do not exceed the God Transformation Stage, you can go through the teleportation array."

"I plan to go to my original body this time!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Original?" Ling Pojun looked surprised. It should be noted that due to the limitations of the laws of heaven, cultivators above the God Transformation Stage could not break through the space barrier and go to the human world. Even if they could go to the human world, as long as they accidentally emitted a little energy, they would attract the divine thunder of heaven and punishment, which was very dangerous.

"It's not just me, Xue'er and the others are going together." Ling Feng looked at the three girls standing beside him, his eyes full of warmth and sweetness.

"Space barriers are not a big problem for me. As for the human world, you only need to restrain your energy and you don't have to worry about a thunder falling!" He explained to his sixth uncle.

After hearing this, Ling Pojun slapped his forehead and laughed: "The interface restrictions are only for ordinary monks. Afeng, based on your current Taoist practice, the Sixth Uncle is in vain!"

Ling Feng smiled after hearing this. Indeed, under the limitations of the rules of the heavenly way, it is almost impossible for cultivators who practice Taoism beyond the God Transformation Stage to enter the human world. First, the space barrier between the interfaces is like a barrier to the chaotic land, and even ordinary people who pass through tribulation are difficult to break. Second, after entering the human world, they must conceal all their breath. If they are dissipated, they will attract thunder and thunder.

These two problems are not a problem for Ling Feng. It is easy for him to break the space barrier. He is also very proficient in the secret technique of restraining his breath. Therefore, he can go to the human world at any time.

"Afeng, I will immediately pass the good news back to Tianlan and ask Heizi to summon your relatives and friends to meet... You may not know yet that Heizi has long become the new barbarian king..."

"I'm afraid I haven't seen him for more than two thousand years... I will definitely get drunk with him until I'm drunk..."

"Ha ha……"

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Tianlan. Wuquanhai.

The sea is vast and blue and clear, and at a glance, it is boundless.

There is a small island in a sea area outside the sea. The sea area of ​​thousands of miles near this island is regarded as a forbidden area by the monks of Wuliang Sea, and no one dares to take a step. The reason is that there is a dragon island in this sea area. There is a group of dragon tribes living on the island, all of which are powerful. Even if the powerful Nascent Soul invasion enters, they will die without life.

On the Dragon Island, which is only a hundred miles in a radius, there is no green at all except brown rocks. The dragon tribe with different shapes is now lying on the sandy rocks, basking in the sun lazily. For them, sleeping in the bright sun after a full meal is the greatest enjoyment.

Feng Li is the leader of more than 100 dragon clans on this Dragon Island. It is an extremely rare wind god winged dragon. His Taoist practice has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, which is what the human monks call the ninth-level transformation stage monster. It is only half a step away from breaking through level 10.

"After breaking through level 10, I can go to the spiritual world... I don't know what this spiritual world looks like..." Its huge body was lying on the top of a small hill at the highest point of Dragon Island, squinting its eyes and pretending to sleep, but its head was thinking randomly.

According to the inheritance memory, it learned that after its cultivation level exceeded 10, it could not continue to stay in this homeland where it was born and raised, and it had to go to a place called the "spiritual world". It is said that it is a paradise for the strong, and it is almost invincible in the infinite sea like it. When it goes to the spiritual world, it seems that it is only the lowest level.

"Oh, I really want to stay on Dragon Island for the rest of my life..." It sighed. It was used to living the life of a strong man, and letting it return to its original form at once. It was as weak as the first stage of birth, and the strong enemies around it looked around. Such a life would be difficult.

No matter how much I think about it, it still doesn’t know when it will break through the big bottleneck, let’s talk about it when it’s time! Now, it decides to have a beautiful sleep. Enjoying the dragon’s life is the ultimate goal of living.

Tear-

But at this moment, a harsh tearing sound suddenly came. Feng Li's eyes, which had just closed, opened immediately. Looking at his eyes, his pupils could not stop showing a sense of horror.
Chapter completed!