This is a very powerful means, which can directly kill a dragonman in the realm of half-clay people.

Xuantian was stunned. The white tortoise and the little scimitar are not much better.

You know, this is just a phantom, condensed by the smell left behind by the strong clay figure 80,000 years ago. It looks insignificant, but it is enough to kill a half-clay man level powerhouse.

All this has reached a point that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Is the clay man realm really that terrifying?" Xuantian muttered to himself, equally unimaginable.

In his eyes, this is a very powerful realm. The breath alone was enough to kill ordinary monks, even the Divine Venerable.

There is no doubt that the words spoken by the big man clay man who was transformed by the god have become true - if you don't become a clay man, you will end up being an ant. I'm afraid that the ability of ordinary monks is not as good as even a trace of the breath of a clay figure.

"Good fellow, this is my goal, you have shown me the right path to go in this direction. Xuantian's eyes lit up and shimmered.

His heart was even crying out that he must become a clay man. Perhaps, all the mysteries of his body can only be solved after becoming a clay figure.

On the side, the white turtle and the small scimitar looked at each other.

"It's terrible, isn't it? It is said that clay is the mother of all things, and it seems that clay is the king among the monks. The little scimitar was shocked.

"yes. I really don't know how terrible those two-leaf clay figures will be?" the white turtle muttered, looking at the phantom shadow of the clay figure, and above his forehead, he suddenly saw a piece of emerald green leaves, flashing with a faint green light.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the clay figure vibrated and began to disintegrate, turning into a trace of earthy yellow mist and entering the cushion.

"Shhhh

"It smells of clay in it, but it's a good thing. If you stay, you will be of great use in the future. ”

Xuantian put away the cushion, but when he walked to the ground and came to the side of the Nine Heavens Town Demon Diagram again, he took out the cushion again.

"The Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Diagram has always had the magic effect of suppressing demons and sealing demons, and it is difficult for others to get close, otherwise they will be killed by monsters. However, I think the realm of clay figurines is not in this range. Xuantian pondered, and then threw out the cushion and threw it beside the ancient ancestors.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the cushion roared loudly and began to tremble.

In the sky, there was a sudden sound of chanting, as if three thousand Taoist priests were chanting, and there were also Shenlong and Lingfeng cheering, the sound was chaotic, but it was extremely amazing.

Xuantian was surprised and looked in the direction of the cushion. I saw that on the ancient cushion, the clay figure phantom reappeared. But this time, the clay figure sat cross-legged, appeared on the cushion, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and his face was solemn and inviolable.

"Poof!"

As soon as the clay figure appeared, the dragon man on the opposite side coughed up blood on the spot. I saw that on the Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Map, several black and white runes rushed to the sky, rushing straight to the dragon man, burrowing into his body, and refining the inner soul alive.

"Poof!"

The dragonman's body is only an empty shell. At this moment, it fell to the ground, emitting a sound of landing.

With the death of this dragon man, this fight can be regarded as the end. The Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Diagram began to vibrate, and its volume began to shrink, and finally turned into a ray of light, disappearing between heaven and earth.

The legendary Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Diagram will appear as long as there are monks who are willing to fight in the most dangerous way.

In front of him, the disappearance of this magical drawing may be the best proof of the legend.

Xuantian glanced in the direction of the Nine Heavens Town Demon Map, and then hurriedly looked at the ancient cushion, because there was a cracking sound of "Boom!" from the cushion.

When Xuantian looked at it, the cushion just shattered, turned into countless fragments, and fell into the air.

"How could it suddenly shatter!" Xuantian frowned, with a look of regret.

This is an item left by the clay man powerhouse, and it is a pity that it disappears like this.

It must have been the old dragonman's sake, and he pointed a finger at the cushion, leaving a large hole. Now, with the comparison of the Nine Heavens Town Demon Diagram, the power in this cushion has all disappeared. The white turtle thought for a moment and said.

Xuantian looked regretful, but he also knew that the white turtle's analysis was reasonable. The battle on the Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Diagram had exhausted all the residual power of this cushion.

"Alas!" he sighed. Then he slowly looked at the ancient ancestor. As a result, I happened to hear a light cough from the mouth of this ancestor.

A battle made the ancestors of this human race exhausted. He was already seriously injured, so he had no choice but to fight with the two powerhouses of the dragon race, preparing for a final fight. If Xuantian hadn't appeared in time, he would have died in the end.

Even now, the ancestors of this human race are already in a state of exhaustion, and their souls are already too weak to imagine. Even the basic ability of the monk to take off the air is no longer able to do it at this moment, and his body is swaying in the air, as if he is about to fall.

Xuantian stepped forward and supported him to stabilize the body of this ancient ancestor. At the same time, he also called out to the white turtle and asked him to come up with a miracle medicine to repair the soul.

"Take it if you want, you and I'll use it as an elixir shopping place?" The white turtle was dissatisfied, but still took out the elixir powder and handed it forward.

"Human life is at stake, you guy is still so stingy at this moment. Xuantian accused, and hurriedly opened the medicinal powder and put it into the mouth of this ancient.

"Hmph!" the white turtle snorted coldly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and the pair of thieves' eyes were staring at the big bone rod of the ancients.

"Damn, take my powder, it's not okay to not pay interest. In this way, give me this big bone stick. It was pleasantly surprised, unwilling to suffer, and hurriedly rushed to the ground at this moment and picked up the big bone stick.

However, this treasure is so heavy and terrifying that it is simply heavier than Mount Tai. The white turtle was holding this big bone stick, and even walked with a twist and turn, as if he was drunk.

Of course, this is not the main reason why the white turtle set off this big bone stick. The heaviness is acceptable, but what is unacceptable is that there are often bursts of stench coming from the big bone stick, like the smell of rotten meat.

The white turtle asked about these smells, and immediately became dizzy and wanted to vomit.

"In ancient times, human beings only knew hunting, and even the dragon did not let go, drinking raw blood, and eating raw with hair and meat, which was really disgusting. The white turtle shouted, stunned at this moment, pressed to the ground by the big bone stick, unable to move.

"Hmph. I advised you a long time ago, it's better not to mess with other people's things, but unfortunately you just don't listen. After Xuantian put the ancients on the ground, he looked at the white turtle with an interested expression. He didn't mean to help.

"I seem to have seen the disappearance of the Nine Heavens Town Demon Diagram, is this rescued?" The ancient ancestors woke up, looked at the earth in confusion, and finally looked at Xuantian and the white turtle that was pressed by the big bone stick and kept struggling.

"Senior, are you awake?" asked Xuantian with a bright smile.

"Well, the future is terrifying, and it is also an opportunity to be able to come here from millions of years ago and see the prosperity of the future generations. I'm glad that the Terrans are safe. The ancients spoke, nodding slowly.

He comes from the Great Tribulation of Antiquity.

At that time, the Terrans were still on the verge of destruction. Many strong people were forced to send the Continent of Time into the years and come to this day.

Originally, he was even desperate, believing that the Terrans would be defeated. As a result, he did not expect that the future generations would still be prosperous and the human race would be immortal.

"Senior, are you really here through time and space?" Xuantian was curious. However, I felt like I was asking an idiotic question.

There is no doubt that the person in front of me is from ancient times, with thick eyebrows, a prominent jaw, a flat forehead, and thick black hair all over the body, which are all symbols of ancient human beings.

At that time, humans were still in the transition period of apes, so they looked a little different from modern humans.

"It's a strange feeling to travel millions of years all at once. Just now, I was facing all kinds of ancient beings, but in a flash of light, I appeared millions of years ago today, and I saw the current monks. The ancients spoke, with a look of surprise on their faces.

He really couldn't describe this sense of time-traveling, he felt that the memory was still stuck in the past, and all kinds of ancient memories were still vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

"By the way, just focus on the memories and forget about the little one. The ancients were stunned, suddenly woke up, and looked at the white turtle.

With a gesture of his hand, he summoned back the big bone stick that was pressing the white turtle and held it in his hand. The 'suppressed' white turtle finally regained its freedom.

"Damn, it stinks to death...... "The white turtle jumped up, and the first thing he said was how he felt when he appeared.

"Little one, such a small man, of course he can't hold my big dragon stick. This bone rod was made from the bones of a thousand and one divine dragons, and it was extremely heavy, weighing tens of millions of catties. The ancients said, weighing their own sticks.

"Put it in, even if it's hundreds of millions of catties, it can't crush this guy. Xuantian teased, and then stared at the big bone stick curiously, puzzled: "Why are the bones of more than a thousand divine dragons, this bone rod still has no taste of divine dragons!"

"I ×...... It stinks so much, how can it smell a big bone stick. The white turtle muttered, and at this moment, he took out the best spiritual spring and used it to rinse his mouth. It rinsed three times before it put away the spiritual spring, but it was still not satisfied, and at this moment it took out the eight-thousand-year-old elixir full of aroma to improve the taste.

"Is this necessary?" the little scimitar stared.

"You guy, you have the ability to smell it yourself, it's all the smell of rotten meat. The white turtle gasped and sucked hard into the fragrance of the elixir.

This appearance, as if the smell of the big bone stick just now, has left a great 'wound' on this guy's body.

"I don't have a nose and can't feel. The little scimitar responded, his voice full of sighs, as if he regretted that he didn't feel the situation of the white turtle.

"Bone ......"

At this moment, the stomach of the ancient ancestors rang, and the sound was amazing.

"I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten in years. The ancestor muttered, then looked at the white turtle and stayed on it for a moment, so frightened that the white turtle almost threw away the elixir in its claws.

Fortunately, this ancestor did not have the idea of fighting the white turtle, but looked at the corpse of the dragon man.

"Seniors. It was a dragonman, and it looked like a Terran, but it was just a different race. Xuantian reminded, feeling a little disgusting.

"It's okay, as long as it's not a Terran, I'll eat it. Bugs don't let go either. The ancient ancestors replied, and then reached out and took the body of the dragonman, and carried it on his shoulder.

He may have sensed that the young man in front of him was a little sick to his stomach, so he didn't start immediately.

Xuantian was stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt that this ancestor was simply too fierce to describe in words. It's the little scimitar, who is simple-minded, but he asked the question that Xuantian has always wanted to ask.

"Why are you here, old man?" puzzled the little scimitar.

"I've been here since I walked out of the battlefield of time. Because here I feel the breath of companionship. It's just that these two ancient dragons chased them all the way, and I had to fight them. The old ancestors sighed.

"Yes, but you have come out of the battlefield of time. Back then, what was the result of that battle to the end?"

Even Xuantian showed a different color at the moment, and looked at the old man with interest.