A loud voice resounded through the sky. "Oh? Heaven's blood?" The middle-aged man said playfully, without any regret for the collapse of Heavenly Dao. But in an instant, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, from playfulness to strangeness. "No, the purity of this bloodline surpasses all the heavenly bloodlines I have ever seen. "It seems that the Cang clan has another freak." Immediately, the middle-aged man turned calm and said slowly. "Let's go, I don't want to be an enemy of your clan." In the era when the man in the middle didn't grow up, the Cang Clan had long been known as Shrouding the Heavens, not to mention how powerful the Cang Clan's background was after endless years. He can naturally see how high the status of the Cang Clan will be with the purity of Cang Shitian's bloodline. His purpose is to become a fairy, not to confront the Cang Clan head-on. However, Cang Shitian was unmoved after hearing this, and still looked at the middle-aged man with a detached attitude.
"It's been a long time since a creature dared not respond to me, you're fine." The middle-aged man was not angry at all. At his stage, he would no longer be provoked by words, and remained calm. "In this world, no one in the sacred land can perceive what I do." The middle-aged man had a tough attitude and spoke indifferently. Of course Cang Shitian could see that what he said meant that in this dark world, even if I killed you, you Cang clan people would not be able to perceive anything. This is a second warning to him, wanting him to retreat in spite of difficulties, so as not to lose his life in vain. But Cang Shitian is not afraid, this is not blind self-confidence, of course he has his confidence, and the strength of the middle-aged man is also afraid that there is no one in a million. "How much strength can you display?" "If you have the power of immortality at this moment, why should you be afraid of my family?" Cang Shitian spoke, and there was a trace of coldness in the depths of his eyes. "Oh, you're so naive!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi responded, and then showed a weird smile. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi easily lifted the furnace and patted it lightly. "Boom!" The cyan liquid in the furnace seemed to be about to boil, and with a roaring sound, it leaped out of the furnace in its entirety. "Well", the man pursed his lips, slowly stretched out his half-healed right hand, and touched a little green light in the air. The cyan liquid in the air slowly floated towards the man's forehead, enveloping the small bright white sword, as if trying to melt it all away. Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a muffled snort, and his head began to tremble, as if it was about to explode. "Weng!" A ray of white light flashed at an extreme speed, tearing the package of blue light at once, rushing straight to the outside world, shining in all directions. With the shining of this ray of white light, a gap appeared in the green light, and the next moment, "Boom!", with a heavy bang, the power of luck was completely torn apart.
However, the man seemed not surprised by this result, and whispered to himself, "Isn't it enough?" Everyone stared at the man intently. Although they didn't understand what the blue light was, they also understood that their downfall produced that bit of blue liquid, and they also understood that it was something supreme. But now, the liquid that gathered the essence of the entire Rage God Realm couldn't heal the wound on the middle-aged man's head. It can be seen how terrifying this is, and what scares everyone even more is that even with such injuries, the middle-aged man can still move freely and emit a terrifying breath. Everyone couldn't help thinking, what a terrifying thing it would be if he was allowed to recover his full strength! At this moment, everyone has only one thought, and that is that it must not be allowed to recover its strength! And there is only one person in front of him who has any hope of stopping the middle-aged man. Cang Shitian! There was a hint of pleading in the eyes of everyone looking at the young man in white. "Is it worth it for these ants?" the middle-aged man asked. Cang Shitian ignored it, he was not a kind person, and it was not his style to save strangers for no reason. Is it worth it for these ants? Of course it's not worth it, but his goal is not these ants, his goal is the supreme existence in front of him. The man in the middle was obviously wrong. After all, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't doubt that Xiaosheng, who was so far behind him, had already set his mind on him. It was definitely impossible for Cang Shitian to tell him his own thoughts, and then he shook his head. This kind of response is a bit intriguing for the middle-aged man. It is not clear whether he shakes his head to mean that it is not worth it or that he cannot understand his behavior. "Needless to say, let's fight. I really want to see how powerful the Huangdi, who was famous in the Tai Xuan era, can have now." The middle-aged man paused, apparently he didn't expect Cang Shitian to reveal his background all of a sudden, but after thinking about it, he was not so surprised because he was from the Tai Xuan era because of his Cang clan background. "Your age is good." The middle-aged man stared at Cang Shitian and said with emotion. "However, your family can't stop me!" The middle-aged man's momentum changed, and a majestic and invincible momentum exuded. I saw the middle-aged man put his palms together and spoke calmly. "Time and space are the same!" As the man uttered a mantra, the entire dark world began to resonate. "boom!" I saw that the two black altars seemed to come alive, and they sang grandly. In an instant, the altar began to become extremely large, and a palpitating power began to emerge. Cang Shitian naturally recognized it, that was the prototype of the black altar seen in the ancient underground passage, grand, huge, and ancient. The huge altar began to resonate with this dark world, spewing out raging black light, covering the sky in a short while. "Boom", as if the world had been opened up, the turbulent black light evolved into a huge picture scroll, on which it looked like a world.
Birds, beasts, fish and insects, all kinds of creatures are engraved in it, and the huge scroll unfolds in the dark world, extending hundreds of millions of miles, as if to cover the entire universe. Everyone looked very small under this picture scroll, and the aura of any creature on it would be ten thousand times stronger than them. Cang Shitian's eyes were fixed, this is the world on the ancient road, it turns out that it is its real appearance now, it is really huge. As expected of a boss of this level, he must have a backup. Seeing the birth of this altar, even the middle-aged man Gujing Wubo showed a smile on his face. "It's been three epochs. Although it's still close, it's enough!" I saw the huge picture scroll above began to emit green light, "Boom!", the world in the picture scroll really came alive. The creatures above began to move around in the picture scroll, as if they felt uneasy and wanted to escape from this world. "Roar", a huge ape roared in the picture scroll, the sound penetrated the picture scroll, and a wave of at least Xeon came out. boom! I saw that the sky in the world in the picture scroll began to crack, turning into wisps of cyan light and falling into the cauldron, turning into drops of cyan liquid.