It is about one foot (thirty-three centimeters) in diameter, and the material seems to be bronze, at first glance it looks like a wok and a ding, and there are three legs at the bottom. What's more, it is all too common in civilian homes, and it is a good hand at making soup and meat. However, the style looks a little old, unlike what people use today.

But how can it be taken out by Yan Wangzhen?

The surface of this bronze wok is also covered with cracks. Hmm, or should I say, it is spliced together piece by piece, and I don't know how many man-hours it took Yan Wang, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it will fall apart with a casual push, and there is a gap on the edge of the wok.

If it is extraordinary, it probably looks old, even the copper sheet is slightly green, and there are many strange patterns and patterns painted on the wok.

At this time, what did King Yan do with it?

No one noticed that Feng Miaojun, who was standing frozen in place, suddenly blinked, and his sloppy gaze gradually became bright.

The female squire was rarely aroused and asked everyone's thoughts: "What is this?"

"What about the last piece?" King Yan ignored her, and just asked Yun Kui, "Bring it!"

Since the invasion of the Heavenly Demons, Yun Kui's face had stiffened a little, but a small piece of copper flicked at him with his fingertips.

I don't know when this thing was held in the palm of his hand, and when he saw the copper piece shoot away, the female figure standing in front of him moved, and she was about to pick it up.

King Yan pulled out the treasure blade and chopped her arm with a "swish", so ruthless and fast, that he didn't care about the previous situation.

He has long been ready to attack, this time he is fierce, like a tiger pounced, and even the female slug did not dare to take it lightly. Her body shook, her steps paused slightly, and with such a sluggish effort, King Yan took the fragment in his hand and placed it on the gap of the bronze wok without hesitation!

Anyone can understand it, what Yun Jie gave is the last piece that is missing from this Ding Wok. With it, this strange bronze is finally complete.

In the next moment, its surface glowed blue.

The light flows like water waves, rippling on the surface of the bronze, giving people a sense of infinite vitality. The few people who were shrouded in the light felt that their bodies and minds were refreshed, but only the female took a few steps back, showing a sense of disgust on her face.

She was already dead, but she didn't like such vigorous anger.

The blue light lasted less than two breaths. After it disappeared, there was only a complete bronze wok, smooth throughout, not to mention cracks, not even a scratch.

This thing actually has the ability to repair itself?

Everyone else was surprised. The so-called broken mirror is difficult to reunite, even if it is an artifact, don't say that it is broken into a slag, even if it is broken in half, it must be scrapped.

It's common sense.

But this strange wok in front of him has been put together, but the pieces can be repaired as before.

The patina on the wok's body had fallen off, revealing its original dark gold color, and even in such a dim night, it glowed with a faint shimmer. Such a simple taste is only worthy of having antiquities that have been tempered by time and polished by wind and frost.

King Yan held the copper wok tightly in his hand and was ecstatic: "Sure enough, it can be repaired!"

The cultivators who came with him couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"Altar of the Realm God!" King Yan smiled, where was the usual half gloomy, "As long as it recovers to its original state, we can summon the Realm God to return to the world!"

As soon as those words came out, the audience was all moved. The people who can stand here are all the top cultivators in China, and they naturally know what the "Altar of the Realm God" means to themselves, to all cultivators, and even to the whole world:

If the realm god returns, the ladder of heaven can be opened, the aura will be re-energized in this realm, and the cultivator will have a smooth avenue to heaven in front of him!

The world has been silent for a thousand years, and this world has been hopeless for a thousand years.

The return of the gods of the world will open up this world in a whole new way!

A few of the New Xia cultivators behind Feng Miaojun couldn't help but swallow their saliva. If this comes from someone else's mouth, they will only laugh at him for being a fool.

But when the same words came out of King Yan's mouth, the amount was completely different.

King Yan didn't care what others thought, he only stared at Yun Kui, his eyes were excited and fanatical. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he strode out, his hand flashing again.

What the long knife pointed at was Yun Kui's chest.

The knife that King Yan was overjoyed to split was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and he was full of energy, as if a mountain in front of him could also be split. Even if Yunjie is in his heyday, he is reluctant to take it head-on.

What's more, he stood there at this time, not moving. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that he is concentrating all his heart and soul on fighting with the heavenly demons in the sea of consciousness, and it is difficult to move, let alone try to dodge this blow.

Without thinking, the female eagle drew her eight-sided wedge and attacked it, shouting angrily, "What are you doing!"

Her task is to escort Feng Miaojun, and now that King Yan suddenly attacked Yunlai, who knows what changes will be implicated, she will not allow it.

"Qiang" There was a sound of gold and iron, and the blow of King Yan was carried by the female Lu Shengsheng, but she couldn't stand such a huge force, and was pulled out five zhang away!

It felt like I was in front of a crazy elephant, and the most direct consequence was to be knocked away.

"Up!" The cultivators of the Yan Kingdom came back to their senses from the accident and stepped forward one after another to protect the Dharma for the monarch. King Yan roared, and made another sword, still slashing at Yungu.

From Yun Ku throwing out the fragments to King Yan's sudden rebellion, it was less than seven breaths before and after. The others were still surprised at how these two sworn enemies suddenly had a tacit understanding, and King Yan drew his sword to Yunjie.

That's really turning your face faster than turning a book.

King Yan's face turned red, and when he mentioned his full cultivation, he felt that his heart had never beaten so fast in the past hundred years.

As long as this knife is successful, he will be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years!

It's a pity that there are many good things.

Yun Jie suddenly had another person in front of him, just under the blade of King Yan, a pair of short cones in his hand flipped up, and stabbed on the knife with a "ding".

Two words came out of her mouth clearly: "Dare!"

Its strength is kitkful, although it is attacked head-on, it is not like a female lu and Yan Wang, but a side blow to unload Yan Wang's strength, swing in the middle of the road, and then pounce into Yan Wang's arms!

She is small in size, her movements are light, and at first glance she looks like a milk swallow throwing herself into her arms, but a pair of weapons in her hand flickered with cold light, which was really real, and there would be two more big holes in King Yan's chest.

He said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way, I want to resummon the Realm God!"

The figure didn't listen, and came suddenly.

King Yan sneered, and the big fist of the sand bowl slammed down and smashed directly into her Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The momentum is so strong that even the back armor of the thousand-year-old spirit turtle will be broken.

A fist slammed down on her, and then—

Fluttering through.

It's an illusion!

King Yan was slightly stunned, and his heart was not good.