"Boom"

With the last loud earthquake, the ancient hall slowly rose from the magma, and the complex and mysterious demon patterns loomed, but it could no longer imprison the ancient hall and let it float.

"Rumble"

The volcano shook, the magnificent ancient temple rushed out of the crater, and the dazzling light illuminated this ancient land, as if it was day, and all the stars in the sky dimmed, and the five-colored divine light shrouded.

Several big demons and human powerhouses who were close to the ancient hall put down the battle for the first time, and they all rushed towards the Demon Emperor Hall.

A five-colored divine light rushed out, sweeping away the few people who were approaching.

"Boom"

Many big demons fought with the human beings led by the head of the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, and a fierce battle broke out.

This is a life-and-death struggle, not a pointless exchange of words.

The Demon Emperor Cemetery is too important, enough for these people to fight for life and death.

Pang Bo didn't know where to fly out, avoided the battle, and flew directly into the Demon Emperor Ancient Palace.

But at the moment, no one can take care of him, the head of the Lingxu Cave Heaven and the two big demons entered the ancient hall at the same time, Pang Bo left an afterimage in the sky, and rushed in with the three strong men.

Both sides in the battle rushed towards the Demon Emperor Ancient Hall desperately, completely ignoring their opponents.

Boom"

At this moment, the dull sound in the hall came out again, far more violent and powerful than before.

"Poof"

The two elders of the cave heaven of the Spirit Ruins coughed up blood on the spot and staggered out. And a silver centipede with a thick arm was cracked all over its body, like an insect body cast from silver, broken inch by inch, and fell from the entrance of the ancient palace.

There is also a fierce beast with a body like a reckless cow, a lion's head, and a dense body of cyan scales, more than ten meters high, rushing into the air like a small mountain, but as soon as it approached the ancient hall, it was vibrated by a dull sound and spurted blood, and a broken heart was coughed out on the spot.

With so many masters dying just by the sound of a heartbeat, the Demon Emperor's strength was almost invincible.

It's just that Zhang Liang has some doubts in his heart, although with the current performance of the Demon Emperor's heart, he is already invincible.

However, it does not match the status of a generation of emperors.

At present, these so-called big demons and great powers in the Demon Emperor Cemetery are all big cats and kittens, and they are not the so-called peak combat power of this world at all.

A saint can kill the great power with a single hair, and the great power is almost a figure at the level of the Holy Land Holy Lord in this suppressed world.

And this time the battle for the Demon Emperor Cemetery is completely without the current peak figures of the Eastern Wilderness, and it can be said that it is the lowest level in the book about the Battle for the Great Emperor's Tomb.

Today, when heaven and earth are suppressed, it seems to be somewhat normal, but the Demon Emperor's heart is too weak, and he doesn't look like a great emperor at all.

Most of the power of the Demon Emperor's heart has been refined, which is a treasure left to the descendants of the Demon Emperor.

"Bang"

The blue-green light flashed, and Pang Bo's figure appeared in front of the ancient hall, as if he had been bombarded by someone.

His face was pale, and he slapped several corpses on the ground out heavily, and he didn't know how much power it contained, all of them rushed towards the high mountain where Ye Fan was, and fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Fan's heart moved, because Pang Bo, who was now full of blue energy, glanced over here, and then roared angrily and rushed into the ancient hall again.

Ye Fan turned over a few corpses, observed them carefully, and then there was an abnormality on the corpse of a brute beast, and there was actually a little extremely faint golden light circulating out of its wound, and it was difficult to notice it if you didn't look closely.

Zhang Liang also saw it, and knew that it contained the legendary first volume of the Tao Sutra, which was a supreme secret treasure.

The tacit understanding between Ye Fan and Pang Bo was really high, and after a while, he took out a chapter of golden paper from a pile of corpses.

This page of golden paper is heavier than metal, densely packed with countless ancient characters, tiny and almost unsightly, each ancient character is like a star shining, shining brightly.

Zhang Liang felt that the small tree was vibrating, and a divine light emanated from the tree, sweeping over the golden paper.

A strange incident occurred, and the words on the golden paper seemed to flow like water onto a leaf of a small tree.

The leaves suddenly appeared to be radiant and dazzling, and it lasted for nearly a minute before the strange appearance of the small tree stopped.

"Just one page of paper, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of words......" Ye Fan squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the brilliant golden paper in his hand, but even if he had enough eyesight, he could only see vague outlines, and the engraved handwriting was too small. The front and back sides are full of words, densely packed, and every word is like a star, blooming with Shenhua, which is very dazzling.

However, Zhang Liang didn't care about the golden paper in Ye Fan's hand, but observed the little tree in his mind.

The golden paper is still magical, and the light recorded on it seems to be completely unaffected by sales and still circulating, with tens of thousands of words densely covered with the entire golden paper.

Everything the little tree did just now seemed to be Zhang Liang's illusion, but in his mind, there was a bright and bright leaf on the magical little tree, showing that the little tree seemed to have succeeded just now.

There seemed to be mysterious scriptures chanting around the tree, making the tree seem more and more magical.

Zhang Liang looked at the leaf carefully, and he could feel that his mind seemed to be poured into the leaf with his attention.

The grand chanting sound sounded, and tens of thousands of scriptures flashed in front of Zhang Liang in turn, which is one of the most powerful foundation building methods in heaven and earth, the Tao Sutra.

Zhang Liang was completely ecstatic about Xiao Shu's ability, but suddenly he thought of another thing, which was also related to Xiao Shu.

The magic of the little tree was completely beyond Zhang Liang's imagination, but the sound of scriptures sounded in the coffin of the Nine Dragons, but the little tree did not record it, and the little tree's ability seemed to have a limit, and it was not able to record all the powerful scriptures on his body.

At least the scripture that sounded in the Nine Dragons coffin was the most powerful scripture in the world, and there was nothing like it, but Xiaoshu didn't record it at all, at most it made Zhang Liang understand and write down that scripture completely.

Ye Fan's heart was beating faster, it was all because of excitement, he suddenly thought of the "Tao Sutra", the head of the Lingxu Cave Heaven fought with several big demons to the death, mainly for the "Tao Sutra" and a heavy treasure of the Eastern Wilderness.

Zhang Liang's heart was also pounding, if Xiao Shu was really as powerful as he imagined, then his cultivation methods were simply unimaginable, and his future cultivation path did not have to worry about the exercises at all.

At least in the future, he knows the location of the few magic techniques that Ye Fan obtains, and knows where he can get them, although most of those places are extremely dangerous.