"Where have you been?"

Immediately, the clay man's eyes widened and he shot a terrifying light, observing the mansion and looking for his limbs.

The sudden mutation made some clay figurines dare not act rashly. Even if there was a large amount of elixir in front of him, he didn't make an immediate move.

"Killing a thousand knives, you lack arms and legs, it's my business, it's still the elixir. "The big green cow doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, so many elixirs, it has to be all included, and then brought back to plant.

"Boom!", the cow threw out a large net, in the shape of heaven and earth, and the top and bottom were gathered together, wanting to capture more elixir.

Not to mention, as soon as the big net came out, there were four elixirs in the move, and they couldn't get out of it, and they were caught by the big net.

"Good. God help me, isn't there a bumper harvest now?" the big green ox clapped its hooves and applauded loudly.

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, other clay figurines made a move, conjuring up a huge palm, wanting to seize this achievement. Seeing this, the big green bull was furious, and slapped it towards the void, almost overturning the entire mansion.

The big hand was broken, and it was broken by the big green cow with a palm in the air, and the power was released.

"Whoever dares to take my treasure will first learn my Bull Demon Fist. The big green cow was angry, and smoke came out of his nose. However, its movements were not slow, and it immediately put away its elixir, these are treasures, and it is dangerous to put them outside.

"Kill!"

Here, the shouting of killing shook the sky. The clay figurines attacked and shot to capture those elixirs. Even, attacking each other, just to get a better chance.

"Boom!"

A phoenix in the clay human realm and the dried corpse of the human race faced each other, and the two slammed into each other, and the terrifying power caused dozens of stars in the sky to fall.

Not far away, the slap-sized black crow was furious.

"Damn it. You two guys teamed up to snatch my elixir, I'm going to destroy this thing, no one can think of it. "The black crow powerhouse screamed, took out a small black feather fan, and fanned it fiercely.

The space here collapsed, and the elixir was miserable, and in such a terrorist attack, it was reduced to pieces and disappeared.

"Why bother! What a good elixir, why do you have to do this. The Terran powerhouse on the opposite side sighed, and he almost got this elixir.

"Hmph! Grab things with the deity, I advise you to go home and study for another 10,000 years. The crow responded, seemingly admiring his abilities, and a smirk on his face.

"Boom!"

A peerless powerhouse of the Silver Wolf Clan attacked, stretched out his claws and grabbed a moon to assist him in attacking.

The only moon in the sky is held in the palm of his hand, like everything. Fortunately, some of the current strong people have the ability to create all things, and if the moon is gone, you can make up for another one, otherwise it will be a big trouble.

"The world is really chaotic. It's like this place, it's definitely not a place of chance, it's just full of crises. "The strong man of the human race muttered, it was an old man, wearing a Taoist robe, walking on the ground of this huge courtyard.

"Whoa!", and suddenly, a large hole appeared under him, sucking it in.

Half a minute later, there was a thunderclap in the place, and the entire mansion shook for a while, and then the ground cracked again. The old man in the robe appeared, still holding a bloody head in his hand.

"It's really strange that the ancient corpses of psychic beings are so terrifying. I'm afraid it's all comparable to the powerhouses of the clay man realm. He muttered, destroying the bloody head on the spot, turning it into a mist of blood.

In one corner, a relic appeared.

"Boom!", the ground suddenly cracked, and a white skeleton was suddenly thrown out of the crack and fell to the ground.

"The white skeleton has a huge amount of divine power flowing inside. This thing should be the origin of Taoism, and it is the thing of a powerhouse in the clay man realm. The powerhouse of the human race muttered, his eyes glinting.

He lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and of course he knew such a sacred object.

Without hesitation, this Terran powerhouse circled a protective film around him on the spot, and then sat cross-legged in the air, his hands in contact with the Taoist origin, ready to absorb the energy inside.

After a few minutes, the body of the Terran powerhouse gradually began to dry, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to be rapidly draining.

"Damn it...... It's a trap ......" The Terran powerhouse roared angrily and wanted to retreat, but found that he couldn't pull his hand. In desperation, he cut off his arms to resolve the crisis.

"Damn, devoured both of my arms, don't think about leaving. This Terran powerhouse was furious, however, the fake 'Taoist Origin' on the opposite side suddenly "boomed", turned into a cloud of black mist, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Something's wrong, this place is full of unknowns. The strong man of this human race spoke, stunned for a moment.

At the edge of this courtyard, there was a bluestone road, on which a strange man wrapped in black cloth walked, his eyes shining with fine light.

The black cloth stranger walked along the road, but his eyes looked around, and finally he came to a stop in front of the door of a black temple.

"The abyss of eternity, the grave of ten thousand years, I don't know if those back then are really dead......" The black cloth monster muttered, his voice was very hoarse, as if a dead person was talking.

"Squeak!"

He pushed open the door to the hall. Suddenly, an ancient and dilapidated aura came to my nose, as if it was an abandoned place, and no one had arrived for many years.

I saw that this room was covered with thick dust, and a dry old pool was located in the center of this room. After entering the black cloth monster, he came to the edge of the waterhole and stared inside.

......

In the large courtyard of the mansion, the shouts of killing soared to the sky, and the clay figurines who came here took action one after another, snatching the elixir here, and turning this place upside down.

Fortunately, the mansion here is weird, and even if the powerhouses of the Clay Man Realm fight here, they can't completely destroy this building.

Xuantian walked in the courtyard. did not join the robbery team, deep down, there are complex emotions in his heart. It's like I've been here in the past, and now it's like revisiting my hometown.

Following the voice in the depths of his soul, he walked slowly, bypassing the thirty-six major halls and stepping into the depths of the mansion.

Eventually, he stopped at the foot of a large hall that was hovering. Here, the one who was summoned was even more eager, as if it was his own flesh and blood, and wanted to return.

"Yes, it seems that this hall is the lowest tomb in the legend. Xuantian muttered, having this premonition in his heart, this is the most dangerous place here. Outwardly, it was a large hall, but it gave him a ferocious feeling, like a behemoth, exuding an aura of terror.

He took a step forward, one foot in the air, but he couldn't help but stop. Because, at this moment, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Thirty-six evil spirits, I am afraid, have been resurrected. After absorbing the flesh and blood of dozens of clay man realm powerhouses, the dream that has been sleeping for thousands of years is about to be solved. ”

This voice was hoarse, and it came from nowhere, as if he was talking to Xuantian.

"Yes, for some reason, I seem to have an unfinished mission that I have to go to. Xuantian said, staring at the main hall with his eyes, which was regarded as a response.

"Well, then there you go! Something unfinished will come eventually. The hoarse voice reappeared, and then it was like a stone sinking into the sea, never to be heard again.

"Well, then, it should be the burial place of the bodies of thirty-six evil spirits. Xuantian muttered to himself, and his footsteps fell, and he walked towards this hanging hall.

"Boom!"

Just as he was about to push open the gate, there was a sudden shaking on the ground, and three white bones rushed out, all of which were in the realm of clay figures, killing Xuantian.

Xuantian didn't look back, he directly clicked down three times, releasing a terrifying sword qi and killing the three white bones on the spot. These are undead creatures that have no consciousness of their own, are manipulated by others, and there is no pity to kill them.

Next, he stretched out his arm and pushed open the two doors of the hanging hall, and inside it was a world of its own, a dim sky, and below it was a burning land of war, with broken soldiers and many bones.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the 36 mountains. No, it was actually thirty-six coffins, each of which was tens of thousands of zhang long, and its size was terrifying.

"Phew!"

At this moment, a ray of light broke through the sky, flashing with a faint green light, came to the sky above Xuantian, and stopped.

"Are you calling me?" Xuantian's body trembled, and he immediately reached out and held this light in the palm of his hand to watch, it was a blade.

"Run out!"

When the bronze blade reached Xuantian's palm, it kept beating, and it became a spiritual spirit of its own, just as excited as a child seeing his mother.

It's hard to imagine that such a blade also has its own spirituality.

"This blade should be my weapon, it's a Changge. Xuantian muttered, even he didn't know why he would say such words, and a bronze Changge shadow appeared in his mind.

"Boom!"

Just as he was thinking, a violent roar was heard in the distance. It was those giant coffins, the lids on them were broken at this moment, and a powerful aura was rising inside, as if the inner existence was about to awaken.

"The world needs me, so let me calm everything. Xuantian muttered to himself, and walked towards the thirty-six black coffins with a sky-high fighting intent.

"Squeak!"

The two ancient doors of the Suspended Hall were closed at this moment. Xuantian walked inside alone, preparing to fight the thirty-six evil spirits inside. He closed the door, not prepared to leave himself a way back.

In the depths of his heart, a wave of anger was burning, the blood in his bones was boiling, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Back then, the first warrior died here and never came out again. The hoarse voice sounded again.

After tens of millions of years, he is back, although his strength has not reached the peak of that year. However, he was no longer allowed to back down. Fortunately, today, there are only thirty-six necromancers inside. ”

After the hoarse voice said two words, it fell silent again, as if a stone had entered the sea, and there was no sound.

A day passed, and there was no movement in the floating hall.

Two days later, the gate was still closed.

Four days have passed, and there is still no one inside.

"Could it be that the first general died in it again? maybe, this is fate, the final graveyard of the first general!" the hoarse voice sighed, he seemed to have given up on Xuantian.

It wasn't until the seventh day that the Hanging Hall finally moved, the door slowly opened, and an ancient breath of war rushed out.