"The result of that battle was ......," the ancient man recalled, his eyes blinking, as if he was in deep thought.

Xuantian and the little scimitar pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Even the white turtle guy put away the aromatic elixir and prepared to listen to the results.

"The outcome of that battle was -- no result. The ancestors thought for a long time, and suddenly looked straight and said.

Xuantian and the white turtle waited for one and fell on the spot.

What is the answer? After waiting for a long time, I got this result. But looking at the expression of this ancestor, it doesn't seem like he's joking.

"This battle was inconclusive. It can be said that our side has won, because the people of the later generations are too powerful, especially in the sixth heaven, many foreign powerhouses have just approached, and they are frightened away by the breath that comes from that heaven and earth. The ancestors explained.

"All scared away?" the white turtle blinked.

"Yes. In the sixth heaven, there are many terrifying powerhouses, and their strength is amazing. The creatures of the alien race did not dare to land, so they fled for their lives and went their separate ways. The ancient ancestors said, describing the scene at that time.

"I see, the last piece of heaven is very mysterious. Xuantian muttered to himself, becoming more and more curious about the legendary sixth heaven.

"yes. Such a powerful heaven and earth is waiting for the gods to conquer. The white turtle nodded, righteous.

"My guess is that it might be a clay man's world. Even the alien races in ancient times did not dare to spread wild on it. Machete guessed.

As a result, the ancient ancestor nodded.

"A foreign king, with his own strength, once arrogantly rushed into the sixth heaven and earth, but only half an hour later, his head was already hung on a mountain peak, and he died a miserable death. The ancient ancestors shook their heads and sighed a little.

Back then, the alien race that made the rebellion came to this world, and it seemed that it couldn't set off any storms.

"We are in this world now, so powerful?" Xuantian wondered. He couldn't imagine what kind of creatures existed in the sixth heaven and earth.

"Of course it's strong. For example, the Buddha, God, the emperor, and the great-great-great, etc., are all rising stars, and each of them is shocking in strength, comparable to the power of the human race. The white turtle enumerated, shaking his head constantly, as if he was envious of their qualifications and lamented his situation. After cultivating for tens of millions of years, it is still such a little realm, which makes people feel sad when they think about it.

"These people you are talking about are terrible to listen to. But as far as I know, I feel the breath, it seems that the breath of the king of all beasts is also in this heaven and earth. The ancestors said. He felt that this was also one of the reasons for the distraction of the aliens.

"King of Ten Thousand Beasts, are you talking about the God of Time, who claims to be the master of time, is he also awake?" the white turtle muttered, looking at Xuantian curiously.

Suddenly, it seemed to realize something, and quickly wrapped its mouth, feeling that it had said something that should not be said.

It cried, and it was sad, and it burst into tears. I feel that I will die, and finally be destroyed by heaven.

Fortunately, the world is calm and nothing has happened.

"There's something wrong with this turtle! Suddenly I was nervous, and I cried. The little scimitar was stunned.

Here, only Xuantian knew that the white turtle had been warned by the 'heavens' and sent down heavenly punishments to show the warning.

"Yes. and our king has woken up. In the primeval war, it was rumored that the throne had died, but fortunately, he seemed to have reappeared in this world. The ancestor said.

"King of Ten Thousand Beasts?" Xuantian pondered, and suddenly felt a churn in his brain. He hurriedly cut off all thoughts and stopped thinking.

Yes, he felt that way, and if he thought about it, the headache would come back. Only by cutting off all thoughts can we contain it.

Xuantian tried to calm his mind and calm his brain. Then he looked at the ancient ancestor again. I saw that his stomach was making a loud noise, and his hand was constantly stroking his belly.

Xuantian smiled, where did he not know the thoughts of this ancient ancestor.

"Senior, if you have something, we will leave. He said, turning around and leaving with the white turtle and the others.

In the process, he seemed to think of something again, and couldn't help but turn around and add: "Senior, I heard that you can become a clay figure on the road you walked underfoot." If you're interested, you can go for it. ”

The ancient ancestors nodded, and then carried the big bone stick, leading the body of the dragon man powerhouse into the distance.

Xuantian took the white turtle and the small scimitar and also walked towards the depths of this place.

Along the way, they did not choose to fly, for fear of leaving some important clues and not seeing. The group walked forward on the broken rubble.

"Crackling!"

Xuantian's big feet stepped on the rubble on the ground, constantly making a cracking sound, the sound of vicissitudes, as if time was worn out at Xuantian's feet, and it was like the sigh of this earth, forming a beautiful and special music.

Xuantian's eyes kept looking at the earth, looking for clues left back then.

Needless to say, along the way, he found a lot of footprints about clay figurines. Many clay figurines have come here for some reason, and their footprints have been recorded by the years.

"Maybe it's because this leads to the sixth heaven, so there are a lot of clay figurines here. The white turtle guessed.

Xuantian nodded and continued to explore. Take a close look at every inch of the land.

"Hey, this thing smells of clay figurines on it, too. Xuantian exclaimed, suddenly looking at a worn-out chain.

It was a chain made of divine gold, full of cuts, and there were marks of slashing with knives and spears.

Xuantian called the white turtle and let this guy shine with the ancient mirror. The result is an incredible picture.

Once, 50,000 years ago, there was a clay figure tied up here, bound by divine gold. During this period of being trapped, this clay man mobilized his extraordinary strength, used the soil on the dirt floor to build a large knife and spear, and constantly sharpened the chains on his body, spending thousands of years to finally get out of trouble.

"Good fellow, there are a lot of traces of clay figurines here. Xuantian nodded and continued to move forward.

It wasn't long before he saw another foreign object about the clay figurines. It turned out to be thirteen earthy yellow hairs.

"Is this the clay man's hair?" Xuantian was surprised and stepped forward to stroke it.

As a result, there was a shock of "Hum!" and the hair shone brightly, shaking Xuantian's arm open.

"It's so powerful that it can shake my arm open. Xuantian was surprised, now he is afraid that he can hold up 10,000 peaks with one hand. However, he still couldn't lift the thirteen hairs.

He was amazed that it was absolutely extraordinary that just a few hairs could have such great power.

"Stupid, with physical contact, of course, you have to be shaken open. Look at mine. The white turtle jumped out and took out the relic of the turtle ancestor in the Heavenly Absolute Valley, that is, the stone fragment.

It used stone chips, carefully approaching the thirteen strands of hair. I was really picked on by this guy.

"See, it's also a clay figure, so it won't be repulsed. The white turtle laughed and triumphant.

However, at this moment, the anomaly protruded. The place was suddenly overcast and cold to the bone.

"Whoa!"

The earth cracked, cracks like chasms. A pair of Mori Bai's arms rose from the crack. Looking down, there is the legendary twelve-winged angel, and there is also the nobleman of the dragon clan - the purple gold dazzling dragon. There are even blood-stained phoenixes, as well as various skeletons, which seem to have awakened one after another.

What's even more terrifying is that there seems to be a dead human race awakening, opening their eyes, revealing red eyes, and their faces are as white as frost, which is extremely terrifying.

". Could it be that this is a tomb from ancient times? The evil spirit is so strong that the corpse can easily avoid the eyes of heaven and earth and re-descend into this world. No wonder there is clay figurine hair suppressed. The white turtle exclaimed, already frightened.

"Wow!"

Even, there was a deep white hand, with blood, that grabbed one of the white turtle's legs, ready to drag him to the ground.

"Why are you still stunned, let go of the hair in your hand. That's the holy thing that was suppressed here. Xuantian shouted, reminding.

The white turtle nodded hurriedly and threw the hair in his hand on the ground on the spot. Suddenly, all the goblin turmoil finally stopped, and it seemed to be intimidated by the clay man's hair.

However, they did not go back underground.

"Boom!"

Thirteen earthy yellow hairs burst out with brilliant yellow light at this moment, and the roar was amazing.

In this roar, a large amount of earthy yellow mist rushed up, and at the same time, there was an old man's appearance, his whole body was yellow, holding a spear, and his hair was flying all over his head, and his momentum was terrifying.

He is also a phantom, seemingly hazy, but it gives people a feeling of heaviness like a mountain, exuding a terrible coercion.

"He is the owner of these thirteen hairs?...... The two-leaf clay figure ...... "The white turtle was speechless, and he could clearly see that the forehead of this clay figure had two emerald green leaves, exuding a faint green light.

"Two-leaf clay figurines?" Xuantian gasped and looked at the old man.

At the same time, the dead creatures on the ground were also watching the old man, their eyes shining on the clay figure.

"Sold out!"

With a crisp sound, the spear in the old man's hand fell to the ground and stuck into the ground, making a crisp metallic sound.

Suddenly, all the dead things seemed to have heard some order. They burrowed into the earth, and then the cracks healed.

After just three breaths, this time it was back to normal again. The phantom of the two-leaf clay figure also disappeared, and once again turned into thirteen hairs, suppressed on the land.

"It's a great achievement. If there is no such strong person, I am afraid that these dead things will be doing evil outside, on the cholera side. Xuantian admired and saluted the thirteen strands of hair.

Ahead, the strands of hair vibrated and emitted a mist that seemed to pay homage.

These strands of hair are actually psychic.

"Alas, good hair, put it here, some people want to play with it. The white turtle counted down, and put all the blame on Xuantian. For this reason, it also deliberately looked at its own paws, and felt that after being touched by a dead thing, something was strange.

"Bang!"

Xuantian was indignant and gave the white turtle a burst on the spot.

Who provoked this farce? Xuan Tian's sneering teeth.