[One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixteen] Take Control of His Highness Cangyun God

Moreover, this kind of oppression from the soul seems to be heavier than the oppression of the powerful artifact in the ancient times. Vaguely, the temple spirit roughly guessed that the other party is likely to be an extremely high-level existence in the immortal artifact.

As for the immortal artifact, the temple spirit didn't even think about it.

The highest level of the divine artifact is the immortal artifact, and I have never heard of it being stronger than the immortal artifact.

"Hmph, you still have eyesight." Little Fatty was still a little unhappy in his heart, and it was really annoying to treat him as an immortal artifact.

It's just that the development of this God Realm is not complete, the immortal artifact is already at the highest level, and Xiaopang has to endure it.

"I believe it now." The spirit of the temple hall regained its radiance.

If you don't even believe in the artifact spirit of the immortal artifact, who else will you believe?

"Kid Han, I take back what I said earlier. With this adult's help, your achievements may reach the God Emperor." The temple spirit dared not underestimate Han Feng, and patted Xiao Chuan's ass.

"What is the emperor, Han Feng is going to be the dominant figure." Little Fatty said proudly, Han Feng was sweating, embarrassed, but the temple spirit nodded: "With the ability of adults, if the boy can't reach To be the master is to live up to you."

Han Feng looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say. The temple spirit in front of him also personally admitted that the Lord had disappeared in the long river of history. Is it too exaggerated to compliment him now.

After a long while, the temple spirit reluctantly forgot to look around, and said to the little fat: "Sir, the Cangyun Temple will be handed over to you in the future."

The temple spirit is not worried that Xiaopang will take away the contents of the treasure house after taking control of the Cangyun Temple. After all, no matter how powerful Xiaopang is, it is not the original artifact of the Cangyun Temple.

Besides, Han Feng has an immortal artifact, can he still see the treasures in the Cangyun Temple?

Secondly, even if he really likes it, the temple spirit believes that the arrogance of the immortal artifact will not make Han Feng too greedy.

In the end, he had no choice.

Believe in Han Feng, the family of God King Zhu Yan can also get some relics of God King Zhu Yan. I don't believe it, but the family of God King Zhu Yan won't get anything.

Once again, please Xiaopang, the temple spirit looked at the Cangyun Temple with nostalgia, and the figure gradually became blurred.

"Senior, you are so soon..." Han Feng knew that the spirit of the temple was about to dissipate, but he did not expect it to be so fast.

After solving the biggest problem, the temple spirit smiled: "I could have existed for a while longer, but the burning source was completely injured before, and now it will naturally dissipate. Han boy, cultivate well, don't let the adults down. Your expectations. I'm sorry to you for my previous attitude towards you."

"Where, the seniors have given the juniors so many benefits. If the juniors are not satisfied, they are too clueless." Han Feng shook his head.

It was the first time that the temple spirits saw Han Feng so pleasing to the eye.

Turning his head, the temple spirit showed humility: "Sir, I don't know how to call you?"

"Call me Jiuyan." Little Fatty thought for a while and said. Not mentioning the name 'Little Fat' that he was named by Han Feng was too imposing and ridiculous, and Han Feng didn't break it either.

"Master Jiuyan, the junior is gone now, and everything after that will be handed over… handed over… handed over to… you." The figure of the temple spirit became more and more transparent, and the last few words even said. Intermittently, after saying a sentence, the spirit of the temple disappeared completely, and Han Feng was sentimental.

At the same time, the Cangyun Temple shook, and there was a rumbling sound from outside, as if something had collapsed.

Fatty's hands were sealed, and a strange force was fluctuating.

"Little Fatty, you are..." Han Feng frowned, could this guy be...

"Hmph, it looks like you've already guessed it. That's right, I'm going to temporarily become the artifact spirit of the Cangyun Temple. Without that guy, the Cangyun Temple's accumulation of energy for so many years will only have three shuttles left.

But as long as I become the artifact spirit of the Cangyun Temple, I can use it indefinitely in the future. "

"And the fact that this Cangyun Temple can be turned into a speck of dust on the way of shuttle is indeed incomparable to Nine Flames. It is also good for you to completely control the Cangyun Temple."

Xiaopang didn't think there was anything wrong with the fact that he couldn't compare to the Cangyun Temple in shuttle. Any artifact has its own biggest characteristics. The Nine Flames Skyfire Tower already has so many auxiliary functions, and it is normal that it is weaker than the Cangyun Temple in some respects.

What's more, although the Jiuyan Tianhuo Tower cannot be turned into dust in the process of shuttle, the Jiuyan Tianhuo Tower in its heyday can even travel through the universe.

In this regard, the Cangyun Temple is far from comparable.

The only advantage of the Cangyun Temple is that it turns into a speck of dust when traveling through the starry sky.

...

Han Feng opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

Little Fatty closed his eyes tightly, with a solemn expression on his face, his hands kept forming handprints, and then a strange light shot out, covering the entire hall.

Soon, Fatty's face was happy, and with a wave of his hand, Han Feng and several beasts disappeared in the hall.

In the small world in the Cangyun Temple, the sky roared, and it did not break open astonishing cracks. There is no end to the cracks, and the sky is split into countless pieces like a torrent, as if the entire sky is about to collapse, a scene of the end of the world.

Void space cracks continue to unfold, and void storms continue to wreak havoc in the void through space cracks.

In the void, a ray of light suddenly lit up, a hemispherical mask unfolded in the void, and Han Feng and several beasts appeared in the mask.

"This is..." Han Feng's pupils shrank as he looked at the terrifying scene outside.

"That's right, this is the inner world of the Cangyun Temple." Little Fatty said lightly.

Han Feng swallowed a mouthful of spit, this is the inner world? So rich in energy, and far more advanced than aura, could it be aura?

With a glance, Han Feng found that the mountains, rivers, deserts, and plains on the ground began to collapse.

Mountains, deserts, and plains collapsed, and rivers began to surge, forming huge whirlpools.

In short, the small world inside is a scene of collapsing.

"It won't be long before this inner world will disappear completely, but fortunately, I have temporarily become the artifact spirit of the Cangyun Temple. Hmph, what if it's not the original artifact spirit of the Cangyun Temple, I am the artifact spirit of the Jiuyantian Fire Tower. , it's too easy to control a world artifact." Xiao Pang said proudly, and he had already made several fingerprints in his hand.

The handprint burst out with endless brilliance, and the brilliance spread to the whole small world.

In an instant, the splitting sky stopped, and the wide black cracks like a torrent were closing and finally coming together.

Although the sky is still a little unstable, it is no longer the scene of the end of the world.

Mountains and rivers rose from the ground, and white clouds shrouded them.

The plains and deserts have also returned to calm.

The whirlpool in the middle of the river began to disappear, but there were still some tsunamis appearing in the river from time to time.

There are only a few cracks left in the void, and the space storm is no longer so violent, just like a gust of wind. Although it is powerful, it will not tear people to pieces.

Little Fatty broke out with cold sweat on his forehead and withdrew his hand. "It's alright." Han Feng patted Xiao Pang's head, Xiao Pang patted Han Feng's hand off in displeasure, and said angrily, "It's all your fault, if you cultivate the Nine Flames and Different Fire Art to a deeper level, I will too. It's not that easy to get tired."

"Okay, it's all my fault." Han Feng said helplessly.

Glancing at Han Feng, Xiao Pang said: "Although I temporarily control the Cangyun Temple, I am not the source artifact after all, so this small world cannot be as stable as when that guy was there, but it is not very disordered. In the future, you will Breaking through to the ancient gods, you can enter this small world and understand the laws of the world, but if you want to replace the small world in your body with the small world here, it is impossible."

"I've never thought about it that way, how could there be such a good thing in the world, I guess there must be some sequelae." Han Feng shook his head and said.

"You're smart, let's go. The problem here is solved. In the future, you will bring people to this inner small world, and they will not be in too much danger." If the small world is unstable, and the mere true gods will not come, really come in One died and the other.

The group left the inner small world and returned to the Cangyun Temple.

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Four more ten thousand words completed! Ask for flowers!

There are more dialogues in these four chapters, which may be a little boring, but some things that should be explained must be explained. In a few days, Han Feng will leave the Forgotten Continent and start a new journey. I beg your brothers for your support! The flowers are too horrible to watch, so I took a day off because of the first day?