Ye Fan, Hongjun, Yang Mei, and Dijun sat around the table.

On the table was a small tripod full of patterns, and the red liquid in it accounted for more than half, which was extremely quiet.

"Can Yuanchen Cauldron bring them back to life?"

They had seen Long Xiao and Bai Feng before resurrecting, they had passed through Yuanchen Cauldron once.

It's just that the Yuanchen Cauldron is so small that they have never seen it before. You must know that this thing was extremely majestic when it fell on the third floor of the Forging Temple, like a vast ocean.

Now it is only their fists.

"Can!"

Ye Fan looked at Tiandao and asked, "Who else wants to be resurrected? This is the only chance!"

"The key is that other chaotic saints can't be resurrected!" Heavenly Dao's expression is a bit dim, human beings, the way of inheriting heaven, if the master of human teaching is no longer there, then how should he pass this heavenly way down.

"That's the case, then I will start! Throw the mark down!" Ye Fan said in Tiandao.

Tian Dao stretched out his palm, the imprint of Tian Dao saint appeared in front of him, floating in the air, and then one by one fell into the small cauldron.

boom!

The calm little cauldron started to boil in an instant, as if being stimulated by something, a huge vortex was formed.

Then he began to feel a tremendous amount of pressure on his body.

Everyone's faces began to turn blue, as if their vitality had been taken away.

"How do I feel my vitality is passing by!"

Di Jun whispered a word, and then said to Yang Mei next to him: "Do you feel that way too?"

Yang frowned, then nodded.

Hum!

In an instant, their body lightened instantly, everything returned to normal, and the sense of vitality fading just now disappeared, and they even felt that their life was much more prosperous than before.

"Weird!"

Di Jun looked at Ye Fan, who was silent, and planned to ask again later.

His eyes fell into the small tripod.

"Their imprints have begun to melt into the blood and begin to condense the true form!"

Ye Fan nodded, then waved to the chaos furnace on the first floor of the hall.

Hum!

The white flame instantly sank into the Yuanchen Cauldron on the table, and suddenly all the blood was ignited.

Among the white flames, those who had condensed their true form had their eyes closed tightly at this time, and those who were constantly being burned.

The huge vitality became more and more majestic under the chaos fire.

Ye Fan stretched out his index finger and drew a simple inscription into the air. Then, in an instant, the saints in the Yuanchen Cauldron all rose in the air, jumped out of the small cauldron, their figure instantly grew bigger, and fell into the casting temple.

It's just that at this moment they still closed their eyes tightly, their souls swayed, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

Then, layers of mist began to rise above the wild land, surging toward the cast holy heaven.

This is the breath that the saints once left in the wilderness, recording the traces of their existence.

Hum!

The door of the forging temple suddenly opened wide, and the mist formed a violent wind, all submerged in the body of the prehistoric saint.

In the end, Ye Fan waved the power of the Great Meng in his hands, and began to shape the foundation of heavenly saints one after another.

That is Hongmeng Ziqi.

He looked at Tiandao and said, "This is the last work, you can do it yourself, remember to leave the tail of the cosmos and purple spirit in the rules of Tiandao!"

After all, the current world can only become a saint of heaven. If you want to become a saint of chaos, you have to go to his world.

Therefore, if one of the saints of the Heavenly Dao wants to escape from the Heavenly Dao, he must enter the vast realm.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Ye Fan!"

Heavenly Dao knew that this was Ye Fan for the stability of Heavenly Dao.

But now it is no longer possible for the calamity to occur in the prehistoric times, as long as the steady and rapid development can give birth to countless heavenly saints.

At that time, are you still worried that your strength can't be improved?

Hum!

The sound of tremor sounded, and the grand purple qi in the hands of Heavenly Dao was constantly being put into the bodies of these saints by him.

Haotian, Yang Jian, Tathagata, Styx, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, etc...

Compared with other people, their existence can make Heavenly Dao the most assured, the end of the calamity, announcing that the primordial land will enter a period of stable development.

He does not need so many uncontrollable factors to interfere with development.

Ye Fan looked at Hongjun and said, "Master Tongtian, what do you plan to do?"

"this!"

The struggling color in Hongjun's eyes continued, after all, he did not participate in the measurement of the calamity from the beginning to the end, and although his sword was a bit harsh, it directly ended the measurement of the robbery.

Chapter 731: The Capital of God

Talking about how to deal with Tongtian, Hongjun and Tiandao were both lost in thought.

"Master Tongtian? How difficult is this!"

Dijun on the side saw the embarrassment on the faces of these two people, and the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

Ye Fan glanced at him, this person must have guessed the meaning of this heaven.

It's just that what Tiandao needs now is for someone to say that sentence.

Tian Dao and Hong Jun looked at Emperor Jun, and Tian Dao asked, "I don't know what a good plan you have?"

Ye Fan also looked at Emperor Jun next to him at this time.