Chapter 722: The Last Realm of Legends

At this moment, almost all the monks had already understood that this artifact was breaking the seal, devouring the soul of the god and the spiritual imprint.

Thinking of this, the monks couldn't help but feel creepy, this is also terrible! Even the gods will not let go.

"What dare to spread wilderness on the holy land of Cubanon, today you must not even be left with ashes. The old angel roared, his golden hair flying, and the flame was already burning.

He was completely furious, and the unknown artifact in front of him was actually destroying and devouring the golden pillar in the temple under his nose.

You must know that what is sealed inside is a god, for a great sect, such a strong person is a shameful treasure, and it is a huge loss to die.

"Roar!"

The old angel let out an angry roar, and then his body turned into a holy light, holding the Dingtian Stick, and killed the gods.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the Shending mutated, and a phantus appeared above the artifact, which was a middle-aged man, with a strong body, a solemn face, and a pair of eyes that were blazing, as if he could see through the void.

He stood quietly on top of the utensils, and the two-meter-long figure exuded this bronze light, giving people the feeling that it was as calm as Mount Tai and could not be surmounted.

"Give me death. The old angel roared, and the Tianding stick in his hand carried the power of yin and yang, as if the sky had collapsed, and it was fiercely pressed down.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man above the god had a solemn expression, and at this moment he just raised his arm indifferently and flicked his fingers at the Dingtian stick that fell suddenly. "Boom!", the fingers met with the stone stick, and the old angel was shocked and coughed up blood on the spot, and the stone stick in his hand was also bounced out, and finally inserted upside down on the stone wall, causing the entire underground world to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Angels? The illusory middle-aged man spoke, staring at the six gods in front of him.

"Yes, since you know that we are the most powerful fighting race and dare to be so arrogant, the deity really admires you very much. The fire god Dunyan spoke, looking at the phantom of the big man not far away.

"Wrong, the most powerful race is our Terrans. The middle-aged man shook his head and corrected.

"It's ridiculous to return the Terrans. The old angel got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then reached out again to recall his Dingtian stick.

He stared at the middle-aged man, and said, "You are just a phantom, at most only a weak soul. As a result, being so arrogant in our holy land, today is your death. ”

After speaking, the six Heavenly Venerables looked at each other, and then recalled, turning into six rays of light, surrounding the illusory man on the divine tripod.

"Don't stop me. Otherwise, you will not end well. The middle-aged man spoke, with a solemn expression, and gave a warning.

"No good end? It's just a fool's dream, you are a phantom, and you dare to teach us a lesson?" the old angel shouted angrily, and on the spot, along with the other five gods, killed the phantom on the top of the god ding.

Seeing this, the phantom did not speak again, but waved his arm and threw six punches in succession in six different directions. Each punch sank like a mountain, and an earthy yellow mist emanated, and it was killed along with the fist wind.

"Poof......

Hit by the earthy yellow fist wind, the six gods coughed up blood and flew upside down, falling like a kite with a broken string.

Such a result was undoubtedly amazing, causing the monks present to grow their mouths and look at the middle-aged phantom in horror.

What kind of realm is this? It can actually rub and abuse the gods.

"The earthy yellow mist, has he already touched the legendary realm?" Xuantian muttered to himself, looking at the man regretfully. At the moment of attack, he caught the man's attack, with an earthy yellow mist.

"Damn, this is the Temple of the Cuban Nong, not a place where you Terrans can go wild, and everyone here today is going to die. The old angel rose into the sky and roared in the air.

"Boom!"

With a roar, a huge palm suddenly manifested, fanning the old angel into the air.

It was the phantom who made a move, and he looked at the old angel who was fanned away, and said, "I will kill you, like an ant." Please also be self-aware and don't stand in my way. ”

After speaking, the phantom of the middle-aged man disappeared, turning into a piece of yellow light and entering the Shending from the new. Immediately after that, the artifact turned into a ray of light and swooped down on the remaining six golden pillars again.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the six golden pillars all collapsed and flew into fragments.

In the dust, six frightened voices rang out. Shen Ding exerted great might, fixed the six souls and spiritual imprints including the seal, and devoured them.

After doing all this, Shending stayed in the air, constantly shaking, and there was a rumbling roar during the process.

Gradually, the vision around the artifact began to dissipate, turning into a large piece of light that enveloped its body, like an eggshell, enveloping its pitch-black body.

"Damn it, if you dare to make a big fuss about our Cuban nongolon today, it's like looking for death. The old angel soared into the sky, roaring loudly, and furious.

"Boom!"

He was angry and struck on the spot, knocking three gods not far away to the ground as a way to vent.

"Cuban farmers are mysterious, and they are not something that outsiders can come to the wilderness casually. This thing is just a phantom, and it is so arrogant that it must be punished. The fire god Dunyan spoke, equally angry, and the flames on his body were about to burn the entire space.

"In that case, let's cast the forbidden spell and wake up the sleeping first generation of ancestors. With his presence, this phantom will surely die. The water god said.

"Okay, the six of us will enter the body of the first generation of ancestors together, wake up the ancestors, and kill this guy. The old angel nodded, and immediately turned into a ray of light, and came to a corner at the back.

He began to inscribe the runes, and after a series of ancient carvings were sent out one after another, the wall opened, and there was a dark pavilion inside, and there was a pitch-black coffin, ten meters long, and the volume was terrifying.

The six great gods looked at each other, nodded their heads one after another, and then turned into six rays of light and burrowed into the big black coffin.

Suddenly, there was a roar from inside the black coffin, and a terrifying force was awakening, and the breath spread throughout the underground world.

Everyone was sorry, knowing that there was an even more terrible creature lying inside, awakening.

Thinking of this, all the monks present had a feeling of despair. Just the god is already irresistible, if there is a more powerful one, wouldn't there be no hope of survival?

"Click!"

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound sounded. It only took a few minutes for the cocoon wrapped in green light to begin to crumble.

"Okay! The artifact is coming out. ”

"Yes, I hope this artifact can win and kill the one in the black coffin. ”

"I don't know how terrible the one in the black coffin is. However, all hope is obviously only in this artifact. ”

The foreign monks present spoke one after another, paying attention to the green cocoon.

Even Xuantian was the same, at this moment, he was not in a hurry to leave, mainly to figure out the mutation of Shending.

This artifact has followed him for so long, and it is the first time that such a situation has appeared, and it seems to be transforming.

"Click!"

The green cocoon made a green ear sound again, this time a huge crack opened, and something moved out and pulled over the green cocoon.

What is this? It turned out to be four earthy yellow fingers.

That's right, it's four fingers, and as the crack continues to expand, an earthy yellow palm appears, wrenched on top of the green light cocoon.

"This ...... What is it?" someone asked, startled.

It's obviously an artifact, but why does it have an earthy yellow palm now!

Soon, the monks saw everything in the cocoon. As the green cocoon shattered, everything inside was revealed to everyone.

Looking into the light cocoon, the original black artifact had disappeared, and some were just a middle-aged man with a yellow body, with a solemn face and a bright gaze, as if he could see through everything.

On his body, the whole body exuded an earthy yellow aura, like nine days of silver sand slowly falling, and finally fell into the earth, as a result, "boom!", the earth sank on the spot, and a large crater appeared.

Such divine power is unimaginable. Just the mist that fell from his body had such terrifying power, and Shenwei was simply invincible.

In addition, the monks present also noticed that the big man's forehead was marked by a green leaf, which emitted a faint green light, illuminating the darkness.

"A clay figurine. The white fat man was speechless, looking at the earthy yellow figure in the air, his eyes were full of horror.

"Clay figures, is this the legendary realm?" Xuantian was puzzled.

"yes. The legendary supreme powerhouses are all in the realm of clay figures. It's just that I didn't expect to see one with my own eyes. The white fat man trembled, and was frightened.

"Is the clay man covered in yellow mud?" but why is there a leaf on his head?" Xuantian became more and more puzzled.

"That's the mark of the clay man. The more leaves, the stronger the strength. Once, I saw a 'two-leafed' clay figure, but it was just an ancient head, in a forbidden place. The white fat man said, his face had become regretful.

The clay figure is already a very terrifying realm. The two-leaf clay figurine, even more of the strongest, has not appeared in the outside world for countless years.

"Clay Man! I may have understood something. Xuantian's eyes lit up. Once, the white turtle told him that if he wanted to reach the last realm, the two artifacts of the spirit mirror and the spirit tripod were indispensable.

What does the current situation mean?

"It turns out that the pitch-black divine tripod is not an artifact, but the spirit tripod of a certain big man, it is transforming, and it is just the last step. Xuantian muttered to himself, finally figured out everything, and at the same time understood why this pitch-black divine tripod was warm, I am afraid that it was a person's body temperature.

"The realm of the clay man, I don't know if this guy is good or bad. If it's a bad person, it's better to die. The white fat man said, praying in his heart.

"Yes, which one should I choose!, the Clay Man Realm or the Divine Venerable Realm!" Xuan Tian muttered to himself, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that the direction of his development is naturally the realm of clay figures. Otherwise, if you become a god, you will never have room for development.

"Nonsense, of course it's the clay man realm. The legendary human race is powerful, and each of them is a character who resounded all over the world. Most of them are three-leaf powerhouses, leaving behind countless myths. The white fat man interjected.

"I think I'm going to be stronger, and there's a lot more waiting for me. Xuantian muttered to himself, and his heart became more and more excited.

Yes, there are still many puzzles on his body that have not been solved, and the big man standing behind him is still a mystery, and his identity is unknown.

In addition, what worried him was the innate headache, originally he thought it was just an ordinary problem, and it would disappear with the strength of the realm, but now it seems that this problem is not so simple, maybe it involves a big secret.

He felt that the headache was inseparable from that little black iron.

In short, everything in him is very complicated, and even in the current realm, he can't know everything. Obviously, he will have to wait until he gets stronger before the day when the fog will be revealed.