Chapter 670 (1/2)

”Old Wu's eyes were full of excitement. He stretched out his right hand directly, and then he grasped the ancient lock across the sky.

The ancient lock had just been grasped by Mr. Wu, and a powerful force of blockade came out directly.

All of a sudden, old Wu's face was pale. His whole face changed greatly, and most of his spiritual power was blocked.

But the smile on Wu's face grew stronger and stronger.

This tianlock is really terrible. Even if it is not controlled by people, it can exert such terrible power.

If you have this seal in your hand, how can Cangxi be your opponent?

”Old man, wait for me. I must let you know why the flowers are so red!” Mr. Wu took a deep breath. He squeezed a drop of blood from his finger belly, and then dropped it directly on the lock of tianlock.

This tianlock was stolen millions of years ago. After it was stolen back to the Wu family, it has been nurtured with blood essence, and it is connected with the Wu family by blood.

Without any effort, Mr. Wu had already mastered the half step imperial soldier in his hand.

This is also due to Wu Lao's blood of stealing saints. Otherwise, it would take hundreds of years for ordinary people to master a half step Imperial Army, and sometimes even thousands of years.

After that, the lock of Wu Dun will disappear.

Mr. Wu's strength has also been completely restored, and his powerful power has been diffused out, leaving all around him empty, as if even the air had been evaporated by his momentum.

”What do you think of me this time?” Wu's mouth was filled with a smile of satisfaction. He put away the lock of heaven and opened the door of emptiness. He went back and forth to the distance.

Wu thought it would take about half a month to go out this time.

But in less than seven days, Mr. Wu had already rushed back to tiandizong.

It can only be said that everything is more smooth than expected, and there is no trouble along the way.

When Mr. Wu returned to tiandizong, the first thing he did was to go directly to the Sutra pavilion where Mr. Cang was located.

”Bang!”

Wu was dignified. His chin was raised so high that he kicked open the door of the Sutra Pavilion and walked quickly towards it.

”Old man, get out of here, your father will teach you!” Old Wu burst out laughing. He put his hands around his waist and said in high spirits.

At this time, a strong old man walked slowly down the stairs of the treasure house. He carried a simple green lamp on his shoulder, and his whole body was full of blood.