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

As for the immortal artifact, the temple spirit had never thought about it.

The highest level of God Realm artifacts is immortal artifacts. I have never heard of something stronger than immortal artifacts.

"Huh, you still have eyesight." Xiaopang was still a little unhappy, and it was so irritating to regard him as an immortal artifact.

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

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

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

"Boy Han, I take back what I said earlier. With the help of this adult, your achievements may reach the emperor." The temple spirit did not dare to look down upon Han Feng any more, and slapped Chubby's flattery.

"What is the emperor, Han Feng is going to be the dominant figure." Xiaopang said proudly, Han Feng sweating, embarrassed, but the temple spirit nodded: "With the ability of an adult, if the kid can't reach If you become the master, you will be let down."

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

After a while, the temple hall reluctantly forgot to glance around, and said to Xiao Pang: "My lord, 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 he controls the Cangyun Temple. After all, no matter how powerful Xiaopang is, it is not the original tool spirit of the Cangyun Temple.

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

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

In the end, he has no choice.

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

Please Xiaopang again, the temple hall spirit looked at the Cangyun temple with nostalgia, and his body gradually faded.

"Senior, you are going so soon..." Han Feng knew that the temple spirit was about to dissipate, but he didn't expect it so soon.

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

"Where, the senior has given so many benefits to the junior. If the junior is still not satisfied, it is too unsure." Han Feng shook his head.

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

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

"Call me Jiuyan." Xiaopang thought for a while and said. He didn't say the name of ‘Little Fat’ that Han Feng gave him. It was too imposing and too ridiculous, and Han Feng didn’t break it either.

"Master Jiuyan, this junior is going now, everything from now on will be... handed over... handed over to... you." The temple spirit's figure became more and more transparent, the last few words even more. Intermittently, after one sentence, the spirit of the temple completely disappeared, and Han Feng felt sentimental.

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

Xiaopang's hands were knotted, and a strange force was fluctuating.

"Little fat, you are..." Han Feng frowned. Could this guy be...

"Hmph, it looks like you have guessed it. That's right, I want to temporarily become the tool spirit of this Cangyun Temple. Without that guy, the Cangyun Temple's accumulation of so many years will only have three shuttles of energy left. I became the tool spirit of Cangyun Temple, and I can use it infinitely in the future."

"Moreover, the ability of this Cangyun Temple to be turned into a dust on the way is indeed incomparable to Nine Flames. Complete control of the Cangyun Temple is also good for you."

Xiaopang didn't think there was anything that was not as good as the Cangyun Temple in the shuttle. Any divine tool has its own biggest characteristics. The Nine Flame Skyfire Tower already has so many auxiliary functions, it is normal that it is weaker than the Cangyun Temple in a certain aspect.

What's more, although the nine-flame sky-fire tower cannot turn into dust during the shuttle process, the nine-flame sky-fire tower in its heyday can even travel through the universe.

In this regard, Cangyun Temple is far incomparable.

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

...

Han Feng opened his mouth and finally closed it.

Xiao Pang closed his eyes tightly, his face was solemn, his hands kept forming handprints, and then a strange light shot out, covering the whole hall.

Soon, Xiaopang's face was happy, and with a wave of hands, Han Feng and Jimon disappeared in the hall.

In the small world inside the Cangyun Temple, the sky rumbling, did not break open surprising cracks. Those cracks can't see the end, like a torrent, split the sky into countless pieces, as if the entire sky is about to collapse, a scene of the end of the world.

The void space cracks continue to unfold, and the void storm passes through the space cracks and continues to raging in the void.

In the void, a light suddenly lit up, a hemispherical mask spread out in the void, Han Feng and Jimon appeared in the mask.

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

"Yes, this is the small world inside the Cangyun Temple." Xiaopang said lightly.

Han Feng swallowed and spit, is this the small world inside? It's rich in energy, and it's far more advanced than aura. Could it be an 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 vortices.

In short, this small world inside is collapsing.

"In a little while, this small inner world will completely disappear, but fortunately I temporarily became the tool spirit of the Cangyun Temple. Hmph, what if it is not the original tool spirit of the Cangyun Temple, I am the tool spirit of the Nine Flames Skyfire Tower , It’s too easy to control a world artifact.” Xiaopang said proudly, already making several handprints.

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

In an instant, the splitting sky stopped, and the dark cracks that were as wide as a torrent were gathering, and finally gathered together.

Although the sky is still so unstable, it is no longer the same as the previous doomsday scene.

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

The plains and deserts have also returned to calm.

The eddies in the middle of the rivers are beginning to disappear ~lightnovelpub.net~ But from time to time there are still some tsunamis appearing in the rivers.

There are only a few void cracks left, and the space storm is no longer so violent, like a violent wind, although it is strong, it will not tear people apart.

There was some cold sweat on Xiaochu's forehead, and he withdrew his hand. "It's okay." Han Feng touched Xiaopang's head, Xiaopang patted Han Feng's hand off unhappily, and said angrily: "It's all to blame, if you cultivate the Nine Flames Abnormal Fire Art to a deeper level, I too It’s not so easy to get tired."

"Well, I'm all to blame." Han Feng said helplessly.

Glancing at Han Feng, Xiao Pang said, "Although I have temporarily controlled the Cangyun Temple, I am not the original tool spirit after all, so this small world cannot be as stable as that guy was there, but it will not be very disordered. In the future, you Breaking through to the ancient gods, you can enter this small world and comprehend 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 never thought about it this way. How could there be such good things in the world? I guess there must be some sequelae." Han Feng shook his head.

"If you are smart, let's go. The problem here is solved. In the future, if you bring people into this small inner world, they won't be too dangerous." If the small world is unstable and there are no real gods, just come in. One dead one.

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

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Four changes and ten thousand words completed! Please flowers!

There are more dialogues in these four chapters, which may be a bit boring, but some things that should be explained must be explained. In a few days, Han Feng will leave the Forgotten Continent and embark on a new journey, begging your brothers for support! The flowers are too horrible to look at. Did you take a day off because of the 1st?