Chapter 528 Black Iron True God

In the sky, the chaotic fog was surging, and a huge vortex had formed at some point. In this chaotic vortex, a huge black shadow appeared.

With Wang Xuan's current alertness, he could not sense the black shadow above until it fell within a thousand meters. This was unimaginable.

When Wang Xuan looked up and saw it, the black shadow suddenly accelerated and covered the bottom.

Almost in just a moment, the world suddenly became pitch black, and in this dark world, a strong breath of life surged.

Wang Xuan was surprised. Even an undead like Qingmu could not have the vitality that only living beings have. How could the black shadow above have the breath of life?

Could it be that this shadow was not an undead, but a real living being?

This thought flashed through his mind, and the huge fist phantom outside Wang Xuan's body rushed out, shattering the black shadow pressing down from above.

The black shadow disappeared, and the spine belonging to the king below also disappeared. Only Qingmu's wild laughter came down from above.

Wang Xuan frowned, knowing that the black shadow's sudden attack just now was not to attack him, but to take away the spine. It seemed that the black shadow wanted to save Qingmu, a somewhat special undead.

"It's really a living being..."

Wang Xuan whispered to himself, and saw a black-robed man floating above him. He didn't know when he was quietly floating there. The black-robed man was holding the spine. He was the one who suddenly attacked just now.

Wang Xuan looked at the purple face of the black-robed man and understood that this was a standard upper-level true god, not the undead's obsession.

"Are you... the Eternal God Clan?" Wang Xuan sensed the other party and suddenly felt that the breath was somewhat familiar. He suddenly recognized that this breath was unique to the Eternal God Clan.

"Yes..." The black-robed man had a cold purple face and stared coldly at Wang Xuan and Tang Ruoyu below.

"Get out of here, I'll spare your life!"

The black-robed man spoke loudly with a haughty look on his face.

Wang Xuan thought of the day when the Heavenly Army invaded the Eternal God Clan, and only two middle-level true gods emerged in the end, one was the God of Heavenly Fire, and the other was a middle-level true god using a bronze spear, and there was not even a high-level true god. He did not expect to meet a high-level true god belonging to the Eternal God Clan in this battlefield of the gods.

It seems that this black-robed man should be similar to the other two tower masters of the Warcraft Tower. They all want to seek further breakthroughs and go deep into the battlefield of the gods to find opportunities. But I didn't expect him to save Qingmu. It seems that he has a good relationship with Qingmu.

A living soul and an undead soul can actually get along together, which makes Wang Xuan feel surprised.

"Heitie, kill them--" Qingmu's voice sounded in the spine.

"Don't let them go."

As Qingmu spoke, the black-robed man who was originally preparing to let Wang Xuan and Tang Ruoyu leave immediately nodded and said, "Okay, then kill them and let them become fertilizer here."

As he said this, the black-robed man immediately stretched out his right hand. Wang Xuan saw that although he had a purple face, his right hand was as black as iron. Compared with Qingmu calling him Black Iron, he suddenly understood the identity of the black-robed man.

At the same moment, the voice of the mechanical god sounded in his mind.

"This is the Black Iron True God in the Eternal God Clan. I didn't expect that he is still alive after so many years. It turns out that he has been hiding in this battlefield of gods."

There are four upper true gods in the Eternal God Clan. They have been powerful in the world since a long time ago. This true god is named Black Iron, Bronze, Silver and Gold respectively. He is known as the strongest among the true gods. Wang Xuan didn't expect to meet one of them here.

The Black Iron True God stretched out his right hand like black iron. Matter extended from his right hand and soon formed a black iron spear. The spear pointed at Wang Xuan below, and a powerful black light column shone down.

Wang Xuan was not afraid at all. With a thought, a huge arm shadow appeared, with five fingers spread out to meet the black light column shining down.

"This Black Iron True God controls the power of black iron. He had already reached the peak of the upper position back then. After so many years, I don't know what he has gained. Be careful."

The voice of the mechanical god echoed in Wang Xuan's mind. Wang Xuan felt his right hand tremble slightly, and there was a slight pain in his palm. This was the black light column formed by the power of black iron hitting the giant shadow hand. Wang Xuan felt the same, and there was pain in the palm of his right hand.

Just now, even the king's attack manifested by Qingmu's obsession could not cause pain in his right hand. This Black Iron True God is really terrible.

Wang Xuan became interested and began to rise slowly. The giant hand shadow also slowly rose up. The Black Iron True God above held a black iron spear and continuously shot out black light columns, but could not penetrate Wang Xuan's giant hand shadow. Instead, he watched the giant hand shadow approaching, and the black light column was pushed upward and shrank continuously by the giant hand shadow.

The Black Iron True God finally realized that he had underestimated Wang Xuan. He shook his right arm violently, and the black iron spear in his hand flew out of his hand. With a hiss, this time the black iron spear pierced the giant hand phantom.

A wound suddenly appeared on the palm of Wang Xuan's right hand, and purple-red blood flowed out of the wound.

He clenched his five fingers, and although the giant hand phantom was pierced, he immediately grabbed the black iron spear that was shot at him.

He held the black iron spear and smashed it towards the Black Iron True God above.

The Black Iron True God crossed his arms, and it was too late to dodge, so he took the blow from the giant hand phantom.

With a bang, the spine that he had grabbed flew out of his hand, and the Black Iron True God rolled in the air and flew backwards, hitting the ground below heavily, smashing a deep pit in the ground.

Although the opponent had already reached the peak state of the upper true god, for Wang Xuan now, such strength was still not enough to fight him.

The giant hand shadow stretched out in the air. Wang Xuan was very curious about the relationship between the Black Iron True God and Qingmu and wanted to see what was going on.

He decided to capture the Black Iron True God first and then slowly interrogate him.

The Black Iron True God showed a slightly ferocious look on his face, growled at the bottom of the pit, raised his hands up, and a black dragon rose from his body. It was like a giant dragon made of black iron, with fangs and claws, and could make a long dragon roar, and pounced on the giant hand shadow that Wang Xuan grabbed.

With a bang, the forces of the two sides confronted each other again. The black iron dragon entangled the giant hand shadow and swam quickly towards the direction of Wang Xuan and Tang Ruoyu.

Wang Xuan saw the intention of the Black Iron True God and wanted to attack Tang Ruoyu to force him to distract himself.

"Innocent." Wang Xuan swung his right hand violently and grabbed it in the air. The giant hand shadow suddenly swung in the air and slammed towards the ground below.

At this moment, the black iron dragon was entangled with the giant arm, and there was no time to break away, and it was hit hard on the ground.

A huge crack appeared on the ground, extending all the way to both sides. The black iron true god below opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of purple blood. He was injured.

However, for a true god like him, as long as he breathes, no matter how serious the injury is, he can recover instantly, and such an injury can't affect him.

"It's really strange. With the status and position of the black iron true god, why would he listen to the orders of an undead like Qingmu?"

In Wang Xuan's mind, the mechanical god was pondering, looking very strange.

Wang Xuan was also strange. He smashed the black iron dragon that was entangled, and the giant hand phantom exploded close to the ground, shattering the surrounding ground. Even the black iron true god who fell at the bottom of the deep pit was shaken up, and the five giant fingers suddenly opened again, grabbing the black iron true god.

This time, the surrounding space was imprisoned by Wang Xuan, and the black iron true god would not escape again.

A trace of ferocity appeared on the face of the Black Iron God, and a slight growl came from his throat. He twisted desperately and tried to struggle, but unfortunately, the five giant fingers retracted and made him unable to move.

Grabbing the Black Iron God, Wang Xuan's powerful divine power swept over, and immediately dyed the surface of the Black Iron God's body purple-red.

"Tell me quickly, how did you get mixed up with a ghost like Qingmu?" Wang Xuan increased the strength of his five fingers and squeezed the Black Iron God. Even if the other party was really made of black iron, with his current terrifying power, he could crush it with one hand.

The Black Iron God just stared with his eyes, grinned, and gurgled in his throat. Suddenly, he growled: "Naive little ghost, do you think you are invincible? You will definitely die here today. You don't know the horror of the battlefield of the gods. I asked you to get out before to save you, but unfortunately you don't understand..."

The words of the Black Iron God startled Wang Xuan, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Looking around, he found that the chaotic mist around him was slightly fluctuating, and the spine belonging to the "king" had disappeared, and no one knew where it fled to.

But Qingmu's strange laughter came from the void.

"Why would you obey the orders of Qingmu, an undead?" Wang Xuan also began to realize that something was wrong here, but he entered the battlefield of the gods to find opportunities. Even if he came to meet the challenge, he would not be scared away so easily.

"Here... it's already the world of the undead..." Black Iron True God gurgled in his throat, and his originally ferocious face gradually showed a trace of helplessness.

"The world of the undead?" Wang Xuan suddenly pulled Black Iron True God with a huge force, almost making him fly out of his hand.

Looking at Black Iron True God again, I don't know when, black mist appeared on his hands, feet and neck. These black mists were entangled and looked like chains. Just now, it was these black mist chains that pulled him and almost pulled him away.

These black mist chains contained a strong breath of the undead. Wang Xuan finally understood when he saw this. The dignified Black Iron True God of the Eternal God Clan had long been a prisoner of the undead and was locked in the undead chains, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

But such power is not something that an undead like Qingmu can possess. You must know that Qingmu's strength is not much stronger than that of the Black Iron True God.

"It seems that there are more powerful undead behind him. It's interesting. Are we really going to see undead of the level of the ten first-generation gods?"

Wang Xuan was not only not afraid, but also excited.

He came here to find the remains of the monster, and Qingmu is the undead of the "king". The "king" is already infinitely close to the existence of the ten first-generation gods. If the undead that will appear at this moment is stronger than Qingmu, it may be the undead obsession of the ten first-generation gods.

This means that he may find the remains of the first-generation gods.

He used the phantom giant hand to grab the Black Iron True God, but the undead chains that appeared on the neck and hands and feet of the Black Iron True God kept pulling, and the power was getting stronger and stronger. The Black Iron True God showed a painful look on his face. If he didn't let go, the Black Iron True God's body would be torn into pieces by the undead chains.

"Good trick." Wang Xuan whispered. He didn't want the Black Iron God to die. With a giant hand, the Black Iron God was immediately pulled into the sky and disappeared into the chaotic mist above.

"Ruoyu, be careful. This is indeed unexpected. I didn't expect that after thousands of years in the battlefield of the gods, the undead born would be so powerful that they could control a higher-level true god as a puppet."

Tang Ruoyu hummed and said, "You should also be careful. Don't worry about me. When the danger is really there, there will be power in my body to protect me."

Wang Xuan glanced at her and understood that she was talking about the power of "heaven".

It can be seen that "heaven" is very special to her. If Tang Ruoyu is really in danger of life and death, the power of "heaven" may descend. Even if the undead in the battlefield of the gods are powerful, they may not be able to block the power of "heaven".

Hearing her say this, Wang Xuan felt relieved and was about to fly up to chase the place where the Black Iron True God just disappeared. Unexpectedly, the chaotic fog above dissipated on its own. As the fog dissipated, Wang Xuan saw a huge space crack in the place covered by the fog above, and half of a giant ship appeared from this space crack.

Half of this giant ship passed through the space crack, and the other half was hidden in the crack and could not be seen.

Seeing this giant ship, Wang Xuan's face showed a strange color, and immediately thought of the tip of the iceberg of the sky building that appeared in the void crack in the third world that year, and the thousand-meter giant ship hanging down from the sky, and even more thought of the young man who controlled the power of decay.

So many years have passed, and no one knows whether the boy with the power of decay is dead or alive. If he is still alive, no one knows what level he has grown to.

"If that kid has grown up, I'm afraid he will be called the Rotten God now. As for whether he is an ordinary god or a true god, it's hard to say."

Wang Xuan evaluated in his heart that the rotten boy got into the giant ship and disappeared later, and he never saw him again.

Wang Xuan was a little surprised to see a similar giant ship in the seventh-level battlefield of the gods, which is known as the forbidden land of the true gods.

The power of divinity surged up, and Wang Xuan understood that the Black Iron True God should have been dragged into the giant ship.

"It's getting more and more interesting. What kind of undead can still control this giant ship? Looking at this giant ship, it doesn't look like a product of the battlefield of the gods, but it looks like it came from other worlds. Could it be that some other forces have intervened in the battlefield of the gods and controlled the Black Iron True God?"

Wang Xuan pondered and began to rise. The purple-red divine power surged up first, wanting to go deep into the giant ship to take a peek.

"Be careful!" Tang Ruoyu stayed below, knowing that if he followed with his current strength, it would only distract Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan hummed and quickly approached the giant ship above. The divine power surged into the giant ship, and he saw the familiar spine.