Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

"Giant Spirit God, who are you looking down on? If I run away today, will I still have the nerve to say dirty things in the future?"

Xiao Chengfeng walked with his sword and turned into a stream of light and came to the side of the Giant Spirit God. The endless sword energy around him gathered into a giant sword and stabbed towards the light of destruction!

Taoist Junjun and others also came with solemn expressions. They looked at the broken body of the Giant Spirit God, their eyes were red, and they said firmly: "If we want to go, let's go together, if we want to die, we will die together!"

"Fellow Taoists from Tiangong, we are with you!"

The magic power of many monks around them also surged, and they gritted their teeth and stood with Tiangong with difficulty.

However, some people showed fear in their eyes and took advantage of this moment to turn around and retreat.

No matter who sees it, this is a battle with no chance of winning.

The ancient clan is too strong. Just the three leaders of the team are already unparalleled in combat power, exceeding the limit of the second step of supreme. There are still many ancient clan behind them who have not taken action!

The ancient tribes behind them also have second-step supremes, and even more first-step supremes!

Instead of fearlessly sacrificing, it is better to find a place to hide and maybe find a glimmer of hope.

A leader of the ancient tribe shook his head and said: "It's too weak. Is this the power of the seventh realm? How did you make the strong men of our ancient tribe fall one after another with your actions?"

Another person said disdainfully: "Useless resistance, ridiculous persistence."

They acted calmly and commented on the group of people in Tiangong.

The flesh and blood of Xiao Chengfeng's hands holding the sword were gone, and only the white bones were left, still holding the sword hilt tightly, and the sword's intention was immortal!

He blushed and murmured with a sneer: "What a bunch of ignorant kids from the ancient tribe, what the heck are you! Do you know that we were just a broken little world at first, with strength as small as dust, and we grew up with the seventh world? So far, it’s only been a few years! You can’t even imagine the power in my seventh realm!”

As the light of destruction continued to advance, the group of people in the Heavenly Palace were like candles in the dark night, flickering brightly and dimly, and could be annihilated at any time.

The retreating monks around them all turned around and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Palace with complicated eyes, and finally let out a sigh.

Under the catastrophe, the Heavenly Palace will probably become history.

At this moment, a wooden barrel appeared in the sky. It crossed the space, shot out from the void, and came directly in front of the Giant Spirit God and others.

This wooden barrel is suspended in the sky, rotating slowly. It looks ordinary and shabby, but it exudes a strange aura. It stands in the light of destruction and is inviolable!

Its appearance is like a sea-fixing needle, stopping the light of destruction.

This strange scene immediately froze the atmosphere in the entire audience, and everyone was in a daze.

Two-thirds of the Giant Spirit God's huge body had been wiped away. He dragged his remaining body and looked at the dung bucket, with tears suddenly shining in his eyes.

He murmured to himself: "This... this is a dung bucket! He is here..."

Not only him, but everyone else in Tiangong was also shocked, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.

"How is that possible? What kind of bucket is this!"

The pupils of the three leaders of the ancient clan suddenly widened, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They feel incredible.

Although they did not attack with all their strength, the original power they exerted was still extremely majestic, enough to control the avenue, but now it was blocked by a mediocre wooden barrel, which was difficult for them to accept.

"A wooden barrel... blocked the ancient tribe's attack?"

"Who is it? The person hasn't arrived yet. Just the arrival of the barrel has such power!"

"A turning point, could there be a turning point in this matter?!"

While the others were surprised, they couldn't help but feel a little excited. They all held their breath and waited quietly.

"The dung bucket in the left hand holds the world, and the dung fork in the right hand traverses eternity. Who dares to claim to be invincible!"

Between heaven and earth, a thick sound came loudly, as if the sky was lowering and spinning continuously.

Everyone trembled and looked up, only to see a voice striding towards them.

He was tall, ugly-looking, plainly dressed, and walked step by step with an old fork on his shoulder.

The moment they saw him, everyone almost fell over.

This appearance was really far from what they had imagined.

The dung bucket in the left hand, the dung fork in the right hand...

Isn't that wooden bucket really a dung bucket?

So this person is a turd picker?

But it seems that there is really a little smell in the air...

Taoist Junjun looked in the direction of Wang Zun, his eyes were shining with light, and he said excitedly: "Not only Wang Zun, but others are also here."

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Yes, they are all here."

Xiao Chengfeng grinned and said with a smile: "Hahaha, we are saved, the master has sent someone to save us again!"

Behind Wang Zun, several more figures slowly emerged.

They were bathed in the dim light, like the bright moon walking in the night. They were Jiang Liu, Qin Manyun, Situ Qin, Nan Nan and Long Er.

There was also a bald dog wearing underpants, walking gracefully aside with cat steps and a cold face.

A leader of the ancient tribe felt unprecedented pressure and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"I heard that you thought the Seventh Realm was nothing more than this, so we came here."

Dahei spoke coldly. He looked at the man from the ancient clan and mocked: "Don't mention the people from the seventh realm, even a dog like me can suppress you!"

After the words fell, it still walked forward unhurriedly, entering the light of destruction without any defense, but was unscathed.

"Woof!"

It suddenly barked wildly, raised its paws, and slapped down the man from the ancient tribe!

Then a huge dog claw condensed in the void, and like swatting a fly, it descended in front of the ancient tribesman.

"My ancient tribe has traveled across the seven realms for countless years, and this is the first time I have seen such a rampant dog!"

The ancient tribesman sneered, without any fear, raised his palm and slapped the dog's paw away!

"boom!"

The heaven and earth shook in this area.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the body of the ancient man flew away like a kite with its string broken. The blood from his mouth flew up along the way, forming a red arch bridge.

When he was flying upside down, his eyes were splitting and his mind was blank. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated at the hands of a dog.

What a Seventh Realm, it turns out that this is the Seventh Realm’s biggest trump card!

It’s so well hidden!

"Uncle Dog is so strong!"

Not to mention others, Xiao Chengfeng and others also couldn't accept it.

The strength of the people of the ancient tribe is obvious to all. The three leaders all have the power to surpass the Second Step Supreme. If they were the previous Dahei, they would definitely not be their opponents.

But now it was showing a crushing attitude, how could they not be shocked.

Dahei felt the shock of everyone, and stood proudly in the void. There was a sense of vicissitudes in the dog's eyes, and he said coldly: "It seems that I haven't made a move for a long time, and the world has forgotten my legend."