The huge claws, with infinite power, grabbed it in the air!
Rumble!
The whole world started to shake!
Obviously, that thing is too powerful!
So much so that the world cannot bear the power of one claw!
It is conceivable that during his lifetime, how powerful was the mountain god on the sacred mountain?
I'm afraid, I am already infinitely close to the Emperor of Heaven.
Is he even an ancient emperor of heaven?
Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of the bell resounded throughout the heaven and earth.
Under the ground, a bronze tripod flew out.
The divine cauldron bloomed with infinite divine light and attacked the giant claw.
It seems that this is the divine cauldron that has a spirit and manifests itself automatically.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
"The divine cauldron left by Shaohao?"
A sarcastic voice came from the lofty sacred mountain: "If there is still a trace of Shaohao's true spirit left here, presiding over the divine tripod... I may still be afraid of it!"
"But now... a mere broken cauldron that has lost its leader dares to stop me?"
"Break it!" The giant claw pressed down hard.
In the fluffy hair, drops of dark red blood were boiling.
boom!
The heaven and earth moved.
Xiaoman watched in despair as the divine cauldron was knocked away by a giant claw!
Jie Jie Jie!
From the dilapidated sacred mountain above the sky, a wild and strange laughter came.
"Shaohao! Zhulong! Dayu!"
"The chance of your resurrection is zero!"
"Only me...only me..."
"Only the true Emperor of Heaven can reach the other shore and live another life!"
The giant claws grabbed the ground without hesitation.
Just at this time.
Roar!
There was a roar and a sudden explosion!
Xiao Man followed the sound and saw Shura, who had been with her day and night for almost a year.
It is suspected to be a monster that the god Baojiang transformed into after his death.
At this moment, this extremely stunning Shura has his feet on the ground and his hands holding the divine cauldron high.
Under the illumination of the Divine Cauldron.
This Shura, who used to be terrifying, gradually lost his charming appearance.
Her skin gradually became white and tender.
The bone spurs all over his body also began to soften.
But her body was constantly bleeding.
Golden divine blood bleeds.
Those once terrifying and ferocious eyes are now extremely bright.
"Bai Ze!" This Shura looked up to the sky and shouted, using all his strength to raise the divine cauldron.
"Bai Ze?" Xiaoman was surprised.
She thought of old stories passed down from generation to generation.
According to legend, Zhulong and Bai Ze fought on the sacred mountains of the East China Sea, and many of the mountains were shattered.
Unexpectedly, Zhulong has disappeared without a trace.
This Bai Ze is dead but not stiff!
Looking at Bao Jiang, who had turned into Shura, he struggled to lift the divine cauldron and faced the giant claw falling from the sky.
Bang bang bang!
Even if Baojiang tries his best.
But it’s hard to compare to Bai Ze.
The giant claws struck the divine tripod one by one.
Cuo Fei Shen Ding was left by the Emperor of Heaven. It is very strong and may have been smashed to pieces long ago.
Even so, Baojiang, who was under the divine cauldron, was beaten to a bloody pulp.
Drops of golden divine blood spurted out.
"Baojiang..."
"You still have a little bit of spirit left in you?!"
"interesting……"
"If you kneel down and surrender, I may be able to remember the feelings of our old friends in the mountains and seas, and allow your remnant spirit to reach the new world safely!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Baojiang, who had turned into a Shura monster, just groaned and held on to the divine cauldron with his bloody arms.
Xiaoman looked at it and finally couldn't sit still anymore.
Even the monster...the monster that was already dead, with only a little bit of its soul left, Bao Jiang, was willing to fight to the death to protect the world.
What is she afraid of?
After taking a deep breath, Xiaoman drew his sword.
She didn't summon ghosts like in the past.
Because she understands that even though the heavenly ghost has now grown to the Nascent Soul level.
But in front of an ancient demon god like Bai Ze, who is still alive but not stiff, he might be able to smash it to pieces with just one claw.
She can only pray for more powerful power and call for more terrifying monsters!
And that exceeded her limit.
but……
She had to do it.
Otherwise, the whole world will be shattered because Bai Ze takes away Zhongshan Mountain!
everyone...
Whether it is the human race hiding underground or the demon race hiding in the mountains.
Even the demons and Shura will be doomed!
Because, this world was created by Zhulong with Zhongshan as its core.
Without Zhongshan, both the earth and the sky would collapse like a sandcastle.
Therefore, she must and can only fight to the death.
Xiaoman's body began to burn.
Soul fire roared and burned the air.
The sword in his hand and the skin on his body seemed to be trembling.
Countless gibberish echoed in my ears.
Sinful and blasphemous words from the past and the past were tempting her to take that crucial step.
"Give your flesh and blood...let the aberration come!"
"Give your soul...let the madness rule!"
"Give your knowledge...and let the power of the past pour into your body!"
Something is whispering in the void.
And Xiaoman's body gradually became deformed.
The Tianling Cap cracked, and black soul fire burned in the brain.
The neck began to twist, and something seemed to be sprouting under the skin.
Both eyeballs started to turn white.
Xiaoman's rationality was rapidly fading.
In her mind, only madness was spreading.
She used her last sanity to recite Xuanjun's incantation loudly.
"Its origin has no present, its past has no past, its high has no cover, its low has no support, its great has no outside, its small has no inside, its outside has nothing, its inside has no one, its near has no me, its far has no other.
It cannot be analyzed, cannot be combined, cannot be described, and cannot be thought of... but it is muddy, so it is the Tao!"
Following Xiaoman's chanting.
Her body suddenly swelled.
Flesh and blood sizzles and burns in the soul fire.
Her soul also became fragmented due to the use of spells that far exceeded her own limits, and all her sanity faded away like a tide.
"Come on!" She shouted, using her last strength to wave the long sword in her hand.
The sword was raised, and countless soul fires followed the sword's edge.
The ground beneath Xiaoman's body, and the pieces of sand and stone, were shaking, following the soul fire.
"Illusion World Step Spirit Ascension!"
Countless soul fires rose up and turned into a talisman filled with crazy words and taboo symbols.
As soon as this talisman appeared.
The entire world seemed to be frozen.
Even time seems to be frozen.
A portal appeared faintly behind the talisman.
The breath of chaos overflowed from behind the portal.
Boundless terror and madness immediately filled the world.
"Who?" The remaining spirit of Bai Ze in the sky finally realized something was wrong.
The extreme madness and distortion made the evil spirit, who had been dead for countless years and tortured by the coldness and madness of death for countless years, feel horrified.
He instinctively waved his claws, trying to cut off the source of this uneasiness.
but……
late!
"Who is calling Chaos?"
In the portal behind the talisman composed of countless soul fires, countless evil pupils opened one after another.
They uttered blasphemous whispers that made living beings tremble with fear and even dare not listen.
"Who is opening the Gates of Kadath?!"
In the next second, all the evil pupils dispersed.
