Chapter 19: The Charm of a Holy Artifact

When the leaders of the forces stationed outside the Ancient Heavenly Palace saw Futu Yijing walk out, vast and powerful spiritual power fluctuations suddenly rose into the sky in the outer area of ​​this extreme western wasteland. Such spiritual power fluctuations actually caused the heaven and earth to shake.

Obviously, the leaders of the top forces from all sides took action at this time.

Futu Yijing circulated the spiritual power in his body, then raised his fist and threw a punch under the gaze of many people from various forces on the Tianluo Continent.

Vast spiritual power poured out from Futu Yijing's body.

A fist flew towards the raging space storm, and the horrific collision caused a strong gust of wind.

Amid the howling of strong gale, Futu Yijing stood in mid-air without shaking at all.

After that punch, a huge hole appeared in the space storm. Futu Yijing threw another punch and directly destroyed the hole that he was trying to repair.

Everyone swallowed their saliva quietly. This guy's operation was really fierce.

He tore the space storm apart with two punches.

"Go in." Retracting his fist, Futu Yijing turned around and looked at the strong men selected by the Northern Boundary Alliance.

Muchen looked up and saw that in this world, countless huge spiritual light pillars were rising into the sky almost at this moment. In the distance, the space cracks were also torn into holes.

All the top forces on the Tianluo Continent chose the same method at this time, forcibly tearing the space apart, sending the strongest person that this space can accommodate into it, and then using this as a medium to descend to the Heavenly Palace.

It is conceivable that after so many geniuses are sent in, there will be fierce and cruel fighting and competition in the ancient heavenly palace.

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Mu Chen took a deep breath, and then his eyes gradually became sharper.

"Go!" He shouted in a low voice, and without hesitation, his body turned into a streak of light and shot out, directly towards the hole in the space storm.

Behind him, Jiuyou, Lin Jing and others immediately followed, and finally, like a roc, they plunged into the hole and quickly disappeared.

When they rushed into the space hole, Muchen and the others immediately felt the endless darkness coming. The violent and terrifying space fluctuations raged like a storm, as if they were going to destroy their space passage.

Muchen and his companions looked at the space passage that seemed to be crumbling, and felt a little nervous. If the space passage was broken here, it would be very disastrous.

Fortunately, everyone was relieved that the passage blasted out by Futu Yijing's two fists seemed twisted, but it remained stable and was not destroyed.

After personally experiencing this spatial storm, Muchen and others felt Futu Yijing's strength for the first time.

Muchen thought that the other party was from the ancient Futu clan, so he asked Lin Jing, "Lin Jing, are there many people like that person in the ancient Futu clan?"

Lin Jing actually didn’t know much about the ancient Futu tribe, but he still knew some of the general situation.

"I have told you before what my second uncle and my father said about him. There is no one who can rival him except the Supreme Heaven. There is only one such person in the world, and there is no one like him."

After hearing Lin Jing's words, Muchen's nervousness was slightly relieved.

If there were many people like Futu Yijing, it would be a fantasy for him to save his mother.

There was actually something Lin Jing didn't say, the ancient Futu clan openly had twenty Heavenly Supremes.

However, Muchen's realm was too low right now, and if she said it out loud, it would probably have a counterproductive effect and cause too much pressure on Muchen.

Outside. Futu Yijing put away his fist, stood in mid-air, and looked through the hole at Muchen and the others who were moving forward.

At this moment, many eyes fell on Futu Yijing, and the owners of these eyes were full of fear.

The terrifying power that Futu Yijing had just displayed cast a shadow over their plans for this trip to the Ancient Heavenly Palace.

The next period of time belonged to the battle between the geniuses and strong men in the supreme realm. Mandala and others could not intervene, and Futu Yijing did not want to be hit by a few space explosions for nothing.

To Futu Yijing, the space explosion and those opportunities were just fifty cents stuck in a pile of dog shit, and he happened to have ten thousand yuan.

Which millionaire would dig through a pile of dog shit for fifty cents?

So for the next few days, Futu Yijing and others stayed outside the Ancient Heavenly Palace.

A few days later, the jade token that Mandala gave to Muchen was crushed.

"They're here!" Mandala also showed a look of joy on his face at this time.

"Okay." Futu Yijing nodded.

The moment Muchen crushed the jade token, Mandala passed the location to Futu Yijing, and he also determined the location in the first time.

"Let's get going, everyone, follow me!"

This time, Futu Yijing took out his spear, and the spiritual power in his body burst out wildly. The spiritual pressure of the great supreme being swept across the world. Everyone felt the terrifying oppression, and some of the lower supreme beings even felt that their spiritual power had stagnated.

In mid-air, Futu Yijing waved his spear, and the spiritual power around him became violent.

These spiritual powers gradually emerged and gathered into a huge spiritual dragon. Mandala and others felt extremely small in front of this spiritual dragon, and they felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

If he were to take this blow, he would undoubtedly die on the spot.

Guaranteed to die!
"True Dragon Treasure Technique: True Dragon Sky-Trapping Technique!"

The spear was swung towards the space outside the ancient heavenly palace, and the giant spiritual dragon followed Futu Yijing's movement of swinging the spear and crashed into that space.

The spiritual dragon directly broke through the space without any sign of decline. It also showed no signs of slowing down in the face of the space storm and just kept moving forward.

The giant spiritual dragon had created an extremely flat passage in the ruins of the ancient heavenly palace. Space fragments were scattered around, and the will of heaven and earth was unable to repair the space.

Everyone outside saw the giant spiritual dragon charging forward and their eyes widened.

It turns out that this tough guy didn't use much strength before!
Futu Yijing held the spear in his hand, stepped into the air, and walked towards the ancient heavenly palace.

"Follow me." Mandala was the first to react. He quickly flew up and followed Futu Yijing. The other five earth supremes also quickly followed.

Mandala followed behind and looked at the back of the person holding a spear in front of her. In a trance, she saw the shadow of the ancient Emperor of Heaven. The slightly different thing was that the Emperor was holding a sword in his hand.

After having this hallucination, Mandala woke up immediately and couldn't help but take a breath.

You must know that the Emperor of Heaven is the Supreme Heaven of the Holy Product, and the man in front of him is the Supreme Earth of the Great Perfection, but he already has the demeanor of a holy product.

(End of this chapter)