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Chapter 1084: The Civil War Giants of the Holy Palace

As for the token quotas of Ji family, Hanging Mountain, Demon Mountain, and Tianxia Academy, they are far from enough, so they will naturally not sell them.

For a time, only Lu Ming, Wuliang Monk and Emperor God were available.

"Brother Lu!"

Fairy Sandalwood looked at her eyes.

"My quota is given to the Medicine King Valley and the World Academy!"

Lu Ming smiled.

The people from Yaowang Valley and Tianxia Academy were overjoyed, and as a result, they had three more places.

In the end, the Emperor God sold three places, and the unscrupulous monk smiled. Finally, the lion spoke loudly, made a big profit, and sold the three places.

In this way, a total of 33 people were able to enter the three places Yang Potian.

Buzz!

At this time, the giant mountain shone brightly to the extreme, forming a huge column of light that soared into the sky.

The beam of light hit the palace in the sky, making a deafening roar.

Rumble!

The palace was slowly emerging, and at the beginning, it seemed real and illusory, slowly becoming real.

After a few minutes, the palace became completely real, full of ancient vicissitudes, floating in the air like a giant city, with a very large area and a very majestic.

Swish!

Yang Potian moved first, as if he was walking through space, his body moved, and his figure appeared in front of the palace, then stepped out and rushed in.

"Let's go, you can't let Yang Potian take the lead!"

The other people with the quota shouted and rushed up one after another, fearing that Yang Potian would take the lead.

If there are treasures in the Holy Mansion, you will naturally get benefits when you enter the first one.

Swish! Swish!

Dozens of figures were shrouded in a aperture and rushed towards the palace.

Lu Ming and the others were among them.

There was a big door on the front of the palace, half open, and Yang Potian was about to rush in.

rush!

The others rushed over quickly.

There was nothing wrong, dozens of people rushed into the gate.

The others had no quota, and they looked at each other when they saw this.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with it. It may not be necessary to have a token to enter. The token matters are all reported from the Tianxia Academy, and it may not be true!"

Someone spoke, his eyes were full of heat.

"Yes, no one in Tianxia Academy has ever been in, so it's probably not accurate to say anything!"

Others also agreed.

"I won't believe it!"

Someone couldn't help but rushed towards the palace and rushed inside.

But the man was flying, and suddenly screamed, and his whole body exploded and turned into ashes.

The others were stunned.

Gulu!

Those who said they didn't believe the Tianxia Academy said, took a deep breath, swallowed their saliva, and their faces were pale.

If they had just gotten impulsive and rushed first, they would be the ones who died.

As soon as Lu Ming and the others rushed in, they found that it was a huge corridor, very long and extended to the front.

“What a strong pressure!”

As soon as we entered here, everyone fell on the ground, because there was a strong pressure here, it was the prohibited airfield and was flying still.

Moreover, not only can they not fly, but they are under extremely pressure, which slows their speed by more than a hundred times.

"This is gravity!"

Lu Ming sensed it carefully and found that this was gravity, a hundred times stronger than outside.

Everyone activates their true energy and moves forward.

But the gravity is too strong, and their speed is similar to that of ordinary people running. I don’t know how far the difference is compared to their original speed.

And this corridor looks like

-----People please remind: Please pay attention to eye rest when reading for a long time.:

----This is a gorgeous dividing line---

Not less than a hundred miles.

But since you have entered here, you can only move forward bravely.

Gradually, everyone slowly opened the distance.

Touch! Touch!

Yang Potian walked in front, his body glowing and he strides forward.

Then, Tuoba Shi's muscles bulged, like a wild beast, and also stride forward with extremely fast speed.

In addition, Lu Ming's speed is also extremely fast, second only to Tuoba Shi, and the unscrupulous monk was covered with golden light, walking beside Lu Ming.

The two of them came in a little later, so they were a little behind Yang Potian and the others.

Behind them are several strong men, all of whom are the strongest geniuses of their respective forces, and their cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Spirit God.

What is surprising is that the Emperor God is also walking beside these people. He has a spatial artistic conception and is under much less pressure.

And the second-class genius such as Sandalwood Fairy and Kong Xin are a little behind.

Everyone moved forward hard, and slowly, everyone became more and more accustomed to the gravity here, and their speed became faster and faster.

This trip took two days.

Yang Potian was the first to walk out of the corridor and rushed out.

"Stop it!"

Tuoba Shi shouted loudly and followed Yang Potian. Then, Lu Ming and the Wuliang Monk also stepped out and walked out of the corridor.

Boom! Boom!

When we walked out of the corridor, we heard a violent roar. In front of the corridor was a hall, where Tuoba Shi and Yang Potian had a fierce battle.

Fang Tian's painting halberd and the mace kept fighting, and the roar was deafening.

On both sides of the hall, there are rows of shelves, and on the shelves are some jade bottles, jade boxes, and boxes. Obviously, the two of them are fighting for these things.

This is the legendary Holy Mansion that surpasses the existence of the emperor. How precious will the things inside be?

Without thinking, Lu Ming and the Wuliang monk's eyes shone and rushed towards the shelves on both sides.

"Get out!"

"court death!"

Yang Potian and Tuoba Shi yelled one after another and came to fight against the two.

Tuoba Shi attacked the Wuliang monk, waved his mace and crushed the void like a mountain to smash towards the Wuliang monk.

"I'm a rice-haired, I'm a Buddha merciful!"

The unscrupulous monk chanted the Buddha's name, and his whole body emitted golden light, with a solemn appearance, like the Buddha's reincarnation, slapped out a golden palm print, and banged it with the mace. With a bang, it actually blocked Tuoba Shi's attack, and the two started a big fight.

On the other side, Yang Potian rushed towards Lu Ming.

When Fang Tian Huaji was cut down, the space was directly broken, and even turned into the power of space, wrapped around Fang Tian Huaji, making Fang Tian Huaji even more destructive.

Lu Ming surrounded the five-color artistic conception, seven dragon powers were added, and blood was fluttering. The battle sword transformed from the third bloodline in his hand changed, and it turned into a battle halberd and a blood-red battle halberd.

The third bloodline is a drop of blood that can be changed at will, no matter it is a sword, gun, knife, halberd, etc., it can change at will without any shape.

when!

Lu Ming held the blood halberd in his hand and slashed down with Yang Potian's Fang Tian Hua Ji.

when!

A terrible vibration came out, and the two of them shook slightly, and then they fought together again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the hall, the four of them started a peak battle, and for a moment, it was hard to tell the difference.

"The Peak of the Second Level of Spirit God!"

Lu Ming discovered that Yang Potian's cultivation level was not much higher than him at the peak of the second level of the Spirit God, but his combat power was boundless and extremely terrifying.

He is the strongest young master Lu Ming has ever met.

The four of them fought in the hall and fought dozens of moves in a blink of an eye.

Not far away, footsteps came, and obviously, others were approaching.
Chapter completed!
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