After leaving the demon's forbidden land, the clay figure walked all the way to the east, with a large pace, one step and ten thousand miles, leaving a series of afterimages along the way.

After half a pillar of incense, he came to a big earthy yellow mountain, stopped and stood, his eyes were like two lampposts, shooting into the mountain, and watching.

"This mountain is terrifying, and it is the famous Wanting Mountain. Once, the mountain had a strong aroma that attracted hundreds of gods, but none of them came out. The white fat man groaned, and then his face changed greatly.

"Is this terrifying clay figure going to break into Wanting Mountain? If you don't get it, there will be an equally terrifying existence inside. He was shocked.

Sure enough, just as the fat man had expected, the clay figure stayed for a few hours before entering the Wanting Mountain.

Xuantian's eyes widened, and he shot his eyes into the sky, paying attention to the clay figure's every move.

He wondered what the clay figure had for him to wait here.

The clay figure moved, took three small steps, and stepped into the range of Wanting Mountain. At this moment, he suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain. Over there, a ray of light flew in, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Sold out!"

Eventually, the light landed three feet in front of the clay man, emitting a metallic sound of green ears.

What fell from the sky was a pitch-black spear, the blade of which grazed deep into the earth, leaving only the body of the spear outside, and there was still bright red blood on it, which was slowly dripping down the barrel of the spear and falling to the earth.

"The drop of this spear is probably a warning from something on Wanting Mountain. The white fat man shouted, and his heart was beating in shock.

The spear was in the air, and the blood stained thousands of miles.

On the Wandry Plain, there used to be such an ancient saying, the land of the distant capital is from Wanting Mountain.

Now, when the white fat man saw the blood-stained spear, he remembered this legend on the spot, and his legs were weak with fright, as if his bones had melted.

"That mountain is not simple, and my intuition tells me that with my current ability, it is definitely dead or alive. Xuantian muttered to himself, his eyes have been observing Wanting Mountain.

"Nonsense, there was once a god-level powerhouse who went up, but he never came out again. Do you say horror?" said the white fat man, his little eyes widening, his legs trembling like strings.

"The mysterious mountain is prohibitive. Xuantian muttered to himself, and the words he spoke were profound.

He has been observing Wanting Mountain, but his eyes have entered the range of Wanting Mountain, but he can only see a general mountain, if he observes carefully, what he sees is a yellowish color, which is blocked by a burst of yellow mist.

With his ability, he has nothing to do with seeing through this mountain.

"However, he doesn't seem to be stopping......" Xuantian spoke, shocked as he saw the clay figure slowly moving.

Yes, the clay figure really moved, one hand was on top of the black spear, and with a "Hoo!", the black spear was pulled up, and a lot of blood on the barrel of the gun was shocked on the spot.

In this way, the clay man held a blood-stained spear and walked up to Wanting Mountain.

Soon after, the entire Wanting Mountain began to turbulent, and the earthy yellow mist rushed into the sky, as if it was boiling.

"Roar!"

There was an earth-shattering roar, which sounded from the Wanting Mountain, forming a series of tangible sound waves, shaking the entire Wandry Plain.

"Is there a big battle breaking out inside?" Xuan Tian exclaimed, already feeling the fluctuation of divine power coming from there.

"Boom!"

The roar continued to sound, and the entire Wanting Mountain began to shake, as if it was about to topple. At the same time, there are bursts of sunshine rushing into the sky, dyeing the sky red.

"This ......"

The monks in the entire Wanku Plain all looked in the direction of Wanting Mountain. Everyone, already felt the movement over there.

There was no way, the movement was so great that the entire Ten Thousand Dry Plains were shaking. Even, from time to time, there is a sword aura that rushes into the sky, stabbing the sky out of a big hole.

This turmoil was terrible, and it lasted for two pillars of incense before it ended.

"Holy, has it finally stopped?" muttered the fat white man, frightened by the turmoil.

The battle fluctuation just now was terrifying, and it was simply annihilating. The terrifying aura in it was enough to make any monk present despair.

"Who wins and who loses? There are terrifying things in Wanting Mountain, and it is definitely not simple. Xuantian muttered to himself, nervously paying attention to the direction of the battle, the heaven and earth returned to clarity, and Wanting Mountain no longer shook, and a bumpy figure appeared in the mist and barrenness.

It appeared, it was the clay figure.

However, he was injured when he had always been strong and unmatched, with a clear fist mark on his chest, his left arm broken, and both legs in a broken state. And on the forehead, there was a terrible wound, as if it had been pierced by something, and it pierced the skull.

"What...... Could it be that if you are pierced through the skull, you will not die?" Xuan Tian squinted, shocked.

If I had been an ordinary monk, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago. After all, the brain is the hiding place of the soul and cannot be damaged.

"This is the terrifying realm of legend. But this guy used to fight just to have a big fight? tossing himself like this. The white fat man shook his head, very puzzled.

Soon, it was only half a pillar of incense, and this clay figure came to Xuantian again.

However, hesitating about the injury to his body, his mouth gasped for breath, spitting out an earthy yellow mist, and he looked very tired.

"Senior, are you injured?" asked Xuantian, wanting to step forward to help. However, the clay figure in front of him casually breathed out a terrifying mist, which shook Xuantian's body and made him unable to approach.

The clay figure slowly raised his head, glanced at Xuantian, and then nodded slightly, which was regarded as a response.

Then, he stretched out his right hand, and slowly opened his five fingers. Suddenly, bursts of charming aromas came out of the nose.

In the hands of this clay figure, there is a cyan fruit, on which is depicted a bright white sun, and a black moon, emitting black and white light, constantly alternating around the periphery of the fruit.

"Senior, what are you?" Xuantian was puzzled.

"For you. As a reward. I am where I am today, and you owe it to me. The clay figure spoke, looking at Xuantian quietly.

"Senior, how embarrassing is this! After all, this is what risk you took to snatch it from Wanting Mountain. Xuantian said, a little hesitant in his heart. He was still thinking about what had just happened, it was terrifying, it was simply the end of the world.

"Stupid, take it quickly, that's the Nine Dragons Sun and Moon Fruit, the legendary elixir, if you want to advance to the legendary clay man realm, with this fruit will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. The white fat man secretly reminded.

"But ......" Xuantian was still a little hesitant, but his heart was already very excited.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~I'm sorry, everybody. I'm so tired, I need to take a break. In the future, it's late to think about it every day, so don't wait, let's watch it the next morning.