Everyone was stunned and looked at that sacred mountain in disbelief, what is the origin of this mountain? How heavy is this mountain, and it can't even be carried by an ancient heir.

"I can't even carry the Heavenly Divine Bird, isn't that young man looking for death?" Everyone pointed to the Emperor Cang, whose figure was still rising, and he was heading towards the Divine Mountain.

"Boom......!"

The mountain is shining brightly, and it is falling with a bang, and the sparks are too fast, and even the air is rubbing, producing sparks.

Soon, Di Cang was finally about to touch it, but he didn't use any supernatural power to protect his body, so he went up directly.

"Bang!"

Di Cang's palm finally touched the bottom of the sacred mountain, and the huge impact exploded the moment it touched the palm, forming a visible air layer wave in the air, spreading in all directions.

The huge impact force caused Di Cang's body to drop rapidly in the air, and the speed was simply terrifying, if it was pressed down, there would definitely be no bones left.

"Ah...!he's dead!" a woman exclaimed, covering her eyes with her hands, and in her mind's mind, she had already imagined the fate of Emperor Cang.

"It's a miracle that the Pantian Divine Birds are all dead, and he didn't explode? A man exclaimed.

"Hmph! This man is arrogant, and he wants to resist this mountain with one hand, which is simply wishful thinking, and he is not far from death. A beast sneered.

"Up!"

With a loud roar, a pair of huge firmament wings were born behind Emperor Cang, hundreds of meters long, the wings waved violently, the space behind him was swaying, the air flow was squeezing, forming a strong wind blowing in all directions, and the body that fell quickly actually stopped in the air.

Then the wings waved again, and the whole person flew up with a sacred mountain, shocking everyone.

"Hey, I still like to toss so much. Di Cang opened his mouth helplessly, and in his tone, there was a sense of vicissitudes and endless old age.

Just when everyone was surprised and shocked, the sacred mountain turned out to be a masterpiece of divine light, turning into light and floating in the air, and those lights were like light powder sprinkled down, and a sacred mountain was gone.

Those lights quickly converged in the heaven and earth, slowly formed, and turned into an ancient sword, this sword god is shining, covered in dark blue, the sword body has lines carving, the lines are mysterious vein shapes, the golden light is swimming in the lines, the ancient breath is being released, the blade is extremely sharp, through the cold light, has not been waved, it is a cold neck.

This sword changed again, and it turned into a halberd again, like a gun not a gun, like a halberd not a halberd, in general, it is more biased towards halberds, let's call it a halberd.

This halberd is one zhang three long, similar to Fang Tian's painting halberd, but the tip of the halberd is not the head of the spear, but the head of the sword, the tip of the halberd is cold and light, like dotted with a touch of starlight, the murderous aura is earth-shattering, enough to make people lose their hearts.

Fang Tian's four corners and double moon blades, all of which are reflected in the cold light, the light can distinguish people, on the halberd rod, the dao pattern is entangled, containing supreme divine power, it seems to break the unification of the heavenly dao, hiding the divine power of killing gods and killing demons, and the breath of bloodthirsty killing is terrifying.

In the halberd, the gods were radiant, as if there were fierce spirits roaring, and those were the souls of fierce beasts or terrifying creatures that had been killed, and they were suppressed in the halberd. Longlong

The sword and the halberd look very domineering and bloodthirsty, addictive, they must be supreme gods, and the appearance of the sword halberd has made countless people blush, and their faces show a crazy look.

"The fierce mountain halberd, the Shen Yuan Sword, it's been a long time. Di Cang showed a hint of a smile.

Emperor Cang was surprised, this sword and halberd could be freely converted? Could it be that this was a supreme weapon that the Lord of the Troubled Ancients had created for himself?

"Good stuff, I want it. A black-robed young man took the lead in speaking, sacrificed a magic soldier, and killed him directly.

"Hmph, that depends on whose luck is good. Countless people were yelling, their faces were crazy, and they rushed out like they were desperate, all running towards the emperor, to be precise, towards the lord of the ancient chaos.

"That's a lot of people, run. Di Cang shouted loudly in his mind.

"Don't you want to know what my Extreme Realm is like?" said the Lord of the Troubled Ancients suddenly.

"What do you want to do?" Di Cang said in horror, and he suddenly felt a bad thought, which made him feel unreal.

"The true extreme is not to follow the path of others, but to carve out my own path, and this path is only walked by me. The cold voice of the Lord of the Troubled Ancients rang out, with a hint of madness.

"Are you going to.... Fight all the monks here, right?" Di Cang couldn't help but ask.

"Indeed, only if you see my horrors, so that you can know that you must work the gap between you and me, because you are still far behind. The Lord of the Troubled Ancients spoke again, in a very heavy tone.

Di Cang felt even heavier, what kind of existence was this Lord of the Troubled Ancients? Why did he let himself defeat him? Could he still be alive? Di Cang was shocked.

"Take a good look!" "Take a good look!" the Lord of the Ancient Chaos shouted, he couldn't help but think about it, there were thousands of people killed in all directions, these people, the most inferior were the existence of the eight-colored Dao marks, most of them were the existence of the nine-colored Dao marks, and the supreme myth of the ten-colored Dao marks also had five or six names, all of which were the cultivation of the gods into the gods, and even the realm of the marrow and the true Dao.

It's terrifying, when did the eight-color Dao mark become a street item, the nine-color Dao mark is about the same, and even the ten-color Dao mark has five or six, is there so many geniuses in this upper realm?

And there are many monks who have passed through the marrow and the Pure Dao, that is the existence of the Divine Being, which is extremely terrifying, thousands of people come to fight, can the Lord of the Ancient Chaos stop it?

You must know that even if the Lord of the Troubled Ancients is on his body, the realm has not changed in the slightest, and it is still the cultivation of the gods entering the realm of the gods, and the only thing that has changed is that the current gods entering the gods and cultivating belong to the Lord of the Troubled Ancients himself, not the emperor.

"Hand over the artifact!" "Hand over the artifacts!" roared thousands of people, unleashing their divine might or carrying powerful mages in their hands, shrouded in light that made the place boil.

Hundreds of thousands of people, thousands of people went to compete, these people have strong strength in their bodies, or treasures in their bodies, which makes them qualified to fight.

But there are still a lot of onlookers, these people who stay here to watch the battle, they are not top geniuses, nor are they disciples of big families or big traditions, and they don't have treasures on their bodies.

"Who is this Emperor Cang? is it really from the lower realm?" many people asked puzzled, and began to doubt, after all, it was too shocking, a monk from the lower realm was not conspicuous at all, and when he came to the upper realm where the genius was like grass, it actually set off a storm in the upper realm, which made people feel incredible.