"He's not going to really fight, is he?"

Inside the main hall, the demon clan's obese martial venerable said with a frown.

"The thirteen monsters of the Holy Tribulation are all transformed by Wu Wancao's will, and they contain Wu Wancao's purest fighting will, this mountain is ......"

"It's incredible, although it's the Thirteenth Tribulation, it's a bit outrageous to be able to fight like this."

"Hasn't he been sealed in the back mountain for ten years, why does he have such mellow fighting skills?"

"It's incredible, this extreme individual type of Tianjiao is very rare, even the human race will never let such a Tianjiao be suspected of entering the Holy Tribulation ......"

Behind Emperor Yun, those powerhouses from the various major forces of the Immortal Clan kept talking and talking.

The fighting skills displayed by Shan Cang are shocking and suspicious.

That is, how could a Tianjiao, who had lived in his backyard for ten years, be able to obtain such powerful fighting skills.

When Shan Cang fought a group of Holy Tribulation creatures by himself before, there were already many people who doubted it.

Now, it's incredible to be like this with the Thirteen Tribulations.

In the front seat, Emperor Yun sat quietly, and his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Being able to cause the attack and killing of the Thirteen Holy Tribulations shows that the Holy Tribulation World thinks that Shan Cang is an alien Tianjiao who needs to be eradicated, and even the last will of the Terran Martial Saint wants to eradicate him, why do you want to doubt an innocent Tianjiao?"

Emperor Yun spoke indifferently, and all of a sudden those discussions stopped abruptly.

Emperor Yun squinted, and at this moment he seemed to be speaking for Shan Cang, but the suspicion in his heart was no less than that of others.

The more arrogant he is, the more he can attract his attention and arouse his suspicions.

The Immortal Clan is rotten inside, but there must be a few people who understand.

"Emperor Yun, this mountain canthus doesn't look like an immortal clan at all!"

A voice full of murderous intent sounded, and it was Shan Jue, the patriarch of the mountain clan, who spoke.

Emperor Yun glanced at him indifferently, and the other party stopped talking.

At the same time, the Cloud Emperor transmitted:

"Go, secretly go to the mountain behind the mountain clan, investigate it, and see if there are any clues of the human past."

"Yes!"

A voice rang out from thousands of miles away, and at the same time, a shadow flew out of the metal fortress and soared into the sky.

Meanwhile.

Holy Tribulation World.

"Shancang, who is it?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and the handsome Tai Cheng stood in the void, standing alone on top of a long sword, and the sword flew.

Roar!

Above the earth, one after another Holy Tribulation creatures roared at him.

"Sword Secret—Born from the Clouds!"

Tai Cheng's words fell, and with a wave of his hand, countless sword blades flew out of his sleeve robe in an instant, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, one after another sharp blades turned into a rain of swords in mid-air and slashed down instantly.

The bodies of the Holy Tribulation creatures were washed by the rain of swords, and their flesh and blood were splashed.

…………

Boom Boom!

A roar rang out from the ground.

Molina flew high in the sky, and under her, the black-eyed demon youth blasted out with a punch.

Each fist mark shattered the air, and it continued to rush down, shattering the Holy Tribulation creatures one by one.

"This Holy Tribulation creature is a good thing, one Holy Tribulation can almost bring me two points of qi and blood."

The black-eyed young man named Molodo laughed lightly.

"Brother, we are mainly going to the Bridge of Despair in a hurry, it is useless for you to kill more Holy Tribulation creatures here, don't forget, we are here for the opportunity of the Holy Body."

Morina was speechless, her petite body lying in the void, one hand stroking her forehead.

"Kill some more, kill some more."

Mo Luo nodded more, but the killing intent in his eyes did not decrease a little.

"It's over, you're stunned, that Shancang was the first to get a thousand Holy Tribulation Leaves and hit you?"

Molina rolled her eyes.

"Hehe, no, but I'm going to be the first one to get ten thousand holy tribulation leaves!"

Morodo roared loudly, a punch thrown out.

"It's over, my stupid brother, there is no hope for our demons with this holy body."

Molina's face faded, and she looked behind her:

"Demons, leave my brother alone, let's go to the Bridge of Despair first."

Her voice fell, and dozens of Demon Tianjiao cheered and left behind Mo Lina.

He didn't pay any attention to Mordodo, who was still killing like crazy.

Among them, there is naturally Bu Shengxi, who is disguised as the demon Tianjiao Jiaoyue.

…………

Time flies slowly.

"Emperor Yun, I found some clues."

A cold voice reached Emperor Yun's ears.

"Oh?" Emperor Yun's eyes turned cold, nailing to the mountain cangs in the screen.

"Request visual sharing."

"Pass."

The moment the voice fell, a picture appeared on the contact lens on Emperor Yun's eyeballs.

It was a lonely and cold back mountain gap.

The entire fracture is about the size of a twenty-square-meter room.

There was only one bed that looked fairly neat.

However, Emperor Yun's subordinates dug out a very old-looking book from under the bed.

Immediately after, a slender and pure white hand in sight opened the book.

On the notebook, it is crooked and full of immortal characters.

When he saw the first line, Emperor Yun's eyes were full of surprise.

[Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with people, the fun is endless! ]

However, I am alone here, heaven and earth have forgotten me, and the immortals ignore me, who can I fight with?

This vast family, my mountain is really going to be ruined here, becoming rotten bones and rotten skins? 】

Emperor Yun narrowed his eyes, and in just a few words, he actually felt that resentment and helplessness against the invincible.

This book should be Shancang's diary.

A person is locked up in the back mountain, and it is most normal to write a diary, after all, what else can you do except write a diary to yourself and show yourself?

Crash~

With the slender jade fingers turned to the second page.

[I can fight with myself, I know that only fighting can make me stronger, since I am invincible, then I will go to find a powerful enemy that makes me desperate the most!]

Today's me should be stronger than yesterday's me, and at the end of the moment, I should have rushed to a new limit.

From now on, I will be Shancang's only friend, and I will also be Shancang's only enemy, the enemy I will always defeat......]

Emperor Yun frowned, is that so?

The oldest cultivation method of the Gu Immortals was retreat meditation.

A person endures endless loneliness, and in his mind, he is the only one who is constantly simulating, pursuing the truth of the world.

There was an ancient Buddha immortal, sitting on the wall for more than ten years, his own shadow collapsed the wall, and on the day of the pass, he had comprehended the superior Buddhism.

This method is not very unusual, but it has to endure great suffering, and many people cannot give up the laughter and laughter of the world, and the joy of humanity, so they cannot meditate and cultivate.

Unexpectedly, Shancang was desperate and really thought of a path of his own.

Emperor Yun fell silent, and the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

This book is a complete surprise.。