Mr. Cang and Mr. Wu turned their heads at the same time, they stared at each other's old faces, and then snorted unceremoniously.

After all, that is the enemy of digging people's ancestral graves, and it is by no means that easy to resolve.

The two of them didn't fight in the main hall of the sect, it was completely because of Chen Xi's face.

Mr. Wu and Mr. Cang turned and left at the same time, and did not stay too much in the Zongmen Hall. After all, the two of them looked tired of each other and did not want to stay together for even a minute.

Mr. Cang went directly back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Emperor of Heaven. When he saw the incomparably many books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, his old face finally brought a smile of satisfaction.

Mr. Cang first stayed in the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a full three days, and then he saw all the books there.

In fact, the first few secret books of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are completely useless to Mr. Cang, but he still enjoys them, holding those books all day long.

After viewing all the cheats on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Mr. Cang set out to walk to the other floors.

Every time Mr. Cang walked up one floor, he would stay there for a few days, and he would not step onto the next floor until he had read all the books.

Time passed in a hurry, and Mr. Cang had already arrived at the sixth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before he knew it.

When the old Mr. Cang saw the densely packed Venerable Realm Secret Art on the bookshelf, his heart was extremely shocked and he could hardly believe his eyes.

Even if it is a profound sacred land Xuanmen, it is unlikely that there will be so many powerful secret techniques, let alone like the Heavenly Emperor Sect, piled together very randomly.

Mr. Cang has just stepped into the realm of Heavenly Sovereign for a thousand years.

The books on the sixth floor are still very useful to him, and they are just within the scope of his understanding.

Mr. Cang was fully in the sixth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he had been comprehending for more than half a month before he put down the various secret books in his hand.

"This sixth level is already a venerable level technique, what level of cheats should be the top three levels?" Mr. Cang took a deep breath, and he forcibly suppressed what was in his heart. Shocked, and then said something expectantly.

When he finished speaking, Mr. Cang continued to set off and walked towards the seventh floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In the eyes, there are two walls of the Great Emperor's exercises, each of which is surprisingly powerful, and can almost be used as a holy land of mountain-saving techniques.

The old man tremblingly stretched out one of his hands, then grabbed a cheat book casually and began to observe it carefully.

"This is... the origin of the ancient art of Tongtian?" Old Mr. Cang's eyes suddenly widened, and he said with a face that didn't dare to be confident, and even his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Generally speaking, the original works of the Great Emperor's exercises are absolutely unique in the world.

Every word recorded above contains incomparably amazing power and is a rare treasure in this world.

"Damn, it must be the old thing Wu De stole from Lao Tzu's ancestral grave!" Old Mr. Cang thought of something, he gritted his teeth and said, his fists creaked.

This ancient art through the sky is one of the highest inheritance of the vast ancient land, and it is also a powerful secret art created by Mr. Cang, an ancestor of a great emperor realm.

It's a pity that this ancient art of the heavens has lost its inheritance long before countless years.

No matter how old Mr. Cang looked, he couldn't find it, but he never expected that this emperor technique would actually appear in the Heavenly Emperor Sect.

"With this ancient art, the old man's strength can finally be more diligent!" Mr. Cang took a deep breath, and then said with excitement on his face.

Mr. Cang closed his eyes directly, and then began to carefully practice the ancient art of Tongtian.

One after another dazzling halos, swirling around the old Mr. Cang's body, a vast aura burst out from his body, making his aura gradually become pale.

Within Mr. Cang's dantian, a very withered little world gradually began to change. A vicissitudes of life and simplicity continued to oscillate in it, making that little world more pure and mysterious.

The old Mr. Cang accumulated countless years of cultivation, and at this moment it was like a blowout, starting to explode crazily, and soon broke through one threshold after another.

"Boom!"

There are robbery clouds in the sky constantly lingering, dense dark clouds, crazily rushing from all directions, directly covering the entire Sixiang Mountain.

Old Wu raised his head with a look of doubt, he looked at the deep and distant thunder robbery above his head, and he couldn't help placing his heart in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"My day, this old guy actually broke through again so quickly? No, I have to find a place to retreat quickly. If this old guy knocks on the door, it would be really shameful!" Old Wu retracted his gaze. , He murmured to himself profusely, feeling very nervous.

On the other side, Chen Xi had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the robbery clouds above his head with great satisfaction.

"Elder Cang's strength is really extraordinary. How long has it passed before that he has made a breakthrough again?" Chen Xi said to herself, a light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person was very excited.

At this moment, Mr. Cang, who was in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, did not feel the robbery clouds that kept flowing outside.

At this moment, Mr. Cang's entire mind was placed in the changes in his body, and his very old face gradually became younger.

I don't know how long it took, Mr. Cang suddenly opened his eyes, two golden lights burst out from it, he jumped directly into the air in one step, and left the Buddhist scripture pavilion instantly.

Mr. Cang’s realm strength directly went from the early stage of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm to the middle stage of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm!

Mr. Cang flipped his wrist lightly, and a very simple blue light appeared from the palm of his hand, and then flew directly into the air.

"Wow..."

The blue light exudes an extremely dazzling light, and then groups of blue flames burst out from it instantly, directly covering the entire sky.

The entire sky on Sixiang Mountain began to burn violently, and slices of incomparably boiling sea of ​​fire burned there, burning the surrounding space into nothingness.

However, in just a short period of time, the originally majestic Jieyun was directly burned out by the ancient lantern.

"Fuck, this old thing actually has imperial soldiers, this Nima will let Lao Tzu live?" After seeing this scene, Wu Lao's eyes widened and he said in horror. One sentence.