Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 1058: Picture of the Underworld with the Immortal Heavenly Sword

"hateful."

Emperor Zhou changed his color slightly after hearing this.

Although there are no facts to prove it, the situation of King Ming's tribulation has been spread throughout the world, and everyone knows the benefits of dragon veins.

But the dragon vein is a consumable product. Once the dragon vein is completely consumed, will the world still belong to the Great Zhou Dynasty? It is rumored that Zifuzhou's martial arts agility has dropped a lot because when King Ming went through the tribulation, all the dragon veins in Zifuzhou were consumed.

Now if Hao Jing's dragon veins were swallowed up because of Ji Lin, wouldn't Da Zhou suffer a big loss?

Thinking of this, Emperor Zhou wanted to go to the East Palace immediately to prevent Ji Lin from overcoming the catastrophe.

"Zen Master Xiaoyue, do you think there is any way in Mount Xumi to prevent others from going through the calamity?" Emperor Zhou suddenly asked.

The old monk's face changed after hearing this, and he quickly said: "Your Majesty, at this time, within the scope of the wind and fire catastrophe, no matter who it is, they will survive it. Unless there is someone who is not afraid of wind and fire."

Emperor Zhou glanced at the East Palace in the distance and saw that the East Palace was in ruins and everything turned into nothingness. He couldn't help but tremble. Under such circumstances, no matter who went there, they would be destroyed by the wind and fire disaster.

"Your Majesty, there are many people overseas who have overcome the tribulation at this time, but so far, I have not heard of anyone who has succeeded. This catastrophe of wind and fire was originally a situation of narrow escape, but now after a thousand years, the power of the catastrophe of wind and fire is probably even greater. , there are fewer people crossing." Zen Master Xiaoyue advised.

Emperor Zhou nodded after listening, and his eyes fell on the fire in the distance. In the fire, there was a milky white light flashing, like a fairy light, shining far and near, which was spectacular.

Whether it's wind, rain, or lightning, the milky white fairy light seems to be swallowing up everything around it.

"here we go."

Zen Master Xiaoyue suddenly said: "I wonder what the innate treasure that His Highness the Prince forged is?"

Emperor Zhou was also very curious after hearing this. He stared at the fairy light in the distance and saw countless rare treasures and high-quality weapon refining materials falling into the fairy light. Above the void, thunder struck from the sky and lightning disappeared. Among them, it seemed that he was helping Ji Lin hammer down the innate treasure.

In the distance, a white figure appeared in the sky. It was Monk Jin Chan, who was also sizing up the fairy light in front of him.

Unlike Zen Master Xiaoyue, he looked at the fairy light in front of him with a hint of horror on his face.

"Master."

A beautiful woman appeared next to Jin Chan, and it turned out to be Yan Jingzhai. Unexpectedly, she had worshiped in Mount Sumeru and now followed Jin Chan and appeared in Haojing.

"This fairy light looks upright and awe-inspiring, but it gives the poor monk a vague feeling that there is something wrong. It seems to be very scary." Jin Chan has sharp eyes and amazing consciousness. The moment he saw the fairy light, he noticed the evil in the fairy light. Strange.

Yan Jingzhai looked for a long time but found nothing unusual. She only felt that the pressure between heaven and earth was astonishing, which made her breathless and her face turned pale.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent and did not notice anything strange."

Yan Jingzhai smiled bitterly.

"Although you have good qualifications, compared with King Ming and Prince Dazhou, you are still far behind. The other party has good qualifications, and the martial arts he practices are extremely rare. Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve the Wind and Fire Catastrophe so quickly. This kind of situation.”

Jin Chan shook his head and said.

It was indeed a time of great strife. For thousands of years, when martial arts were at their most prosperous, monsters were born.

This was true for King Ming, and so was Crown Prince Rang of Zhou Dynasty.

These cannot be speculated based on common sense.

"I wonder what the innate treasure of Prince Zhou is?"

A trace of envy appeared on Yan Jingzhai's face. There is no shortage of innate treasures in Mount Xumi, but the best innate treasures are the innate treasures that I personally crafted with the help of the power of wind, fire, and thunder when I passed through the catastrophe of wind, fire, and thunder.

Only such a treasure can freely transform between reality and reality, and can communicate with one's own mind.

The innate treasure gifted by the elders, after all, is a bit inferior when used.

You know, after a fight, a slight loophole can sometimes be fatal. Yan Jingzhai also hopes to have his own innate treasure.

It's a pity that my martial arts cultivation has not reached this level yet.

"It should be a knife, a very powerful knife."

Jin Chan thought about the news she had received. Ji Lin used his power to transform into a sword in Wu Sheng Mansion and killed the Spirit King's guard. If nothing else, the opponent's innate treasure is a sword.

I just didn’t know that the Prince of Zhou in front of me could create several innate treasures.

It is rumored that King Ming has built more than two innate treasures, and they are all very powerful innate treasures.

"It is indeed a knife, and it is a very powerful knife."

Feeling the murderous intent coming from the void, even though he was far away, he could still feel the murderous intent in it. Jin Chan's face changed drastically, and he felt that the sword seemed to be a threat to him.

"Master, what a powerful sword."

Yan Jingzhai's beautiful face turned pale, her delicate body trembled, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes. She felt a fatal murderous intention in the sword, as if one slash could kill her.

"It's really evil." Jin Chan waved his right hand and pushed Yan Jingzhai aside with a gentle force.

Jin Chan is still very satisfied with his disciple, but he can't die here.

After the sword was formed, it was immersed in the golden elixir and warmed up.

But the wind and yin fire in the sky did not dissipate. The thunder still rolled down and roared, turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​thunder, and the ancient city of Haojing trembled under the sea of ​​thunder.

The people in the city were trembling and hiding in their homes for fear of being struck by thunder.

Jin Chan, however, stared at the fairy light without blinking, watching the changes in it.

After a while, the power of the thunder became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to destroy everything in front of it.

A scroll appeared from the fairy light, and the fairy light was vast and shrouded in the scroll.

There are all kinds of mountains and rivers above, and it looks like a beautiful picture.

However, in Jin Chan's eyes, it seemed like hell on earth. Even though the scroll was shrouded in fairy light and the fairy aura was floating, the murderous intention in it made people feel frightened.

"What kind of innate treasure is this? What kind of inheritance has this prince of Zhou received?"

"Is it the martial arts of Netherworld Island? Why have I never seen it before?"

Jin Chan looked at the picture scroll that was fluctuating among the thunder and lightning, with a look of fear on his handsome face.

Ji Lin's two innate treasures both looked upright and majestic. At first glance, they were righteous treasures, exuding brilliant power, which was in line with Ji Lin's identity.

However, Jin Chan vaguely felt that there was a huge crisis hidden in these two treasures, and evil was rushing towards them. Even if he fell into them, he would suffer.

(End of this chapter)