Skeletron's vision dissipates. The Golden Skeleton King of the Demon Continent sensed it for the first time, and nodded secretly in his heart, Well, it took less time than expected, and it really didn't work.

The Dead Sea seniors are very powerful, and they didn't expect that the Dead Sea seniors could condense rare innate spirits. I don't know if the innate qi of the predecessors of the Dead Sea is sufficient, and whether it can be exchanged for ......

The Golden Skeleton King, whose body is a powerful skeleton, has been born with a special spirituality for thousands of years, and has cultivated to the peak by chance, although it is strong in combat, but it is hopeless to step on the immortal gate.

Because of the special existence, there is no innate qi in the body, so it cannot be broken through. If he could exchange his innate qi with his predecessors in the Dead Sea, the Golden Skeleton King was confident that he would break through to the realm of demi-immortals.

This is only Skeletron's guess, and it would be great if he could get the guidance of his predecessors in the Dead Sea. At that time, it will be a certainty to break through to the realm of half-immortals.

The Golden Skeleton King thought about it for a moment and set off for the clan land of the Futian lineage.

Fuling and the Dead Sea predecessors need to be informed about the Futian lineage. You can get friendship, but you can also exchange for a favor, why not?

Although the Futian lineage is strong and has been passed down from ancient times to the present, it seems to be even more terrifying in comparison.

Futian Ancestor knew the situation, thanked the Golden Skeleton King, and made a very heavy promise, and the Golden Skeleton King left Meizizi.

Spirit of the Dead Sea...... Futian Ancestor muttered.

Fu Ling, the first three days of the Futian lineage, the clan attaches great importance to it, but compared to the Spirit of the Dead Sea? It seems that the Spirit of the Dead Sea is more worthy of attention.

Futian Ancestor waited, waiting for Fuling to activate the totemic vision of Futian One Vein, observing the Spirit of the Dead Sea face-to-face, trying to talk to it.

Fu Ling pulled away from a safe distance and opened the second vision totem: the Soul Crystal Beast.

The soul crystal beast, the whole body is composed of a special eighth-order material soul crystal, exuding a faint purple color, all things cannot be destroyed, and ten thousand laws cannot be destroyed.

This totem is enough to rank in the top fifty, and it is in the treasure house of the Futian lineage, and the successful cultivation of Fuling is successful.

Fu Ling condensed the body of the soul crystal, and once again fought hand-to-hand with Mu Chen without believing in evil.

Hundred breaths, wood dust crushed Fu Ling's soul crystal body, and Fu Ling fled again.

Innate spirits are enough to suppress all kinds of spirits, holy bodies.

The third totem vision, Fu Ling condensed the nine-headed dove.

The nine-headed dove, very evil, terrifying, ruthless, eats the brain marrow, the speed is very fast, it is possible that you have not reacted, that is, you will be devoured by the nine-headed dove and die.

Hum, the nine-headed yin dove exuded a faint coercion of the peak of the merger, staring at Mu Chen's head.

Mu Chen smiled slightly, summoning a vision of the Vermilion Bird.

Vermilion Bird: The ancestor of all birds, all birds are suppressed, and the nine-headed dove is no exception.

The two fought, and finally Vermilion Bird broke through the mind of the nine-headed dove, devoured the black crystal nucleus in the mind of the nine-headed dove, returned to the dantian, and fell into a deep sleep.

The crystal nucleus, which is the core of the nine-headed dove, once broken, means that this vision of Fuling has been broken, and it cannot be condensed again in a short time.

Fu Ling's heart was very painful, the nine crystal nuclei themselves had paid a huge price before they could buy it, and they took this opportunity to condense the totemic vision of the nine-headed dove.

The horror of the nine-headed dove has been obvious to all in the past hundred years, saving itself several times and turning the tide, but I never thought that it would be broken today and the crystal nucleus was also taken away.

"Mu Chen, if you can break my totem of supporting the sky, I will be completely convinced. ”

Fuling opens the strongest vision totem: Futian Totem.

Within the secret realm, a hundred miles of circumference fell into eternal darkness, and a spacious, gold-rimmed scroll unfolded out of nothingness.

The battle below stopped as soon as possible, and the demons looked at the scene in front of them with adoration, very fanatical, hot-blooded, as if they had received a bonus, and the Canghai monk was puzzled, and his blood was not smooth, as if he had encountered an obstacle.

The painting scroll stands on top of the heavens and the earth, like an eternal holy pillar that supports the heavens and the earth from collapsing, exuding a rich golden light, the breath of the Holy Spirit, the breath of the Heavenly Dao, and the careful understanding, as if everything in the Holy Spirit Continent is imprinted on this Dao painting scroll.

The scroll rotated, and the scroll condensed out, and a special pattern came into view of Mu Chen, the monks of the sea, and the demons.

All creatures come out and are scattered all over the picture, the spring water is tinkling, the mountain beasts are playing, the white clouds are leisurely, the air is quiet, all things are peaceful, everything is thriving, and there is no killing opportunity.

Everything in the scroll is very small, but it has a spirituality, free movement, but if you look closely, it seems to be covered with a white veil, and you can't see it really.

Mu Chen was shocked, indulging in this picture scroll, how could there be such a treasure in the world? Futian lineage, what kind of ancient family can condense such a vision.

Compared with the vision of Futian, Mu Chenqing sincerely felt the insignificance of his vision. Thirteen visions, all ashamed of themselves, none of them can be compared.

This is the case in the first picture, where no crisis is perceived, but it contains the most terrifying crisis.

Fu Ling spat out blood and wanted to open the second scroll, but in the end, due to lack of strength, he could not condense it.

A wisp of the Futian Ancestor's thoughts descended through the picture scroll, communicating with the wood dust, and the consumption of Fuling instantly expanded more than ten times, but it could still persist and support.

Hum, the Futian Ancestor descended into the Xuanwu Empire of the Canghai Continent, brutally cutting off the connection between the secret realm and the Xuanwu Emperor, showing his own horror.

Futian Ancestor became famous earlier than the Xuanwu Emperor, and the hole cards were hidden very deeply, and the Xuanwu Emperor did not dare to act rashly.

"Emperor Xuanwu, I have no ill intentions, you can rest assured. ”

Futian Ancestor lowered himself and opened his mouth to explain.

"If you hurt the Canghai Monk in the Secret Realm, next time I will come to the Demon Continent in person. ”

The two powers reached an agreement.

"Friends of the Dead Sea, I don't know what you have to say about our people? ”

Futian Ancestor was very proud, and his words revealed the confidence of the great clan.

"Satisfied, but it's just a flashy scam. ”

Mu Chen calmed down and thought about the joints. If you bring yourself into the realm of supporting the spirits? Can you trigger such a vision, the answer is no. Even so, it is impossible to urge itself, so how can Fu Ling be urged?

Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, White Tiger, every vision requires Mu Chen's 100% energy, such a cumbersome vision, thousands of wood dust, ten thousand wood dust can be urged, with one's own strength, how can it be urged.

"You, Dead Sea Fellow, can you really tell?"

There was a hint of surprise in Futian Ancestor's words, and he couldn't believe it. Under the whole world, there are less than five fingers that can see through the totem vision of Futian at a glance.

Mu Chen nodded secretly, knowing that his guess was true.

"Friends of the Heavenly Dao, there are many loopholes in this vision, when I return to the Holy Spirit Continent after the trial, you and I can sit and talk about it, and I will explain it to you one by one. ”

Mu Chen's tone was calm, and he said something amazing.

"No way, how can there be a loophole. The vision of our race is definitely the most in the Canghai Continent and the Holy Spirit Continent. ”

Futian Ancestor was extremely conceited in his heart, and his tone was full of bias, unwilling to believe it.