Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

It is said that the warriors of Jintian Palace love exaggerated costumes.

But the guy who appears now has a shiny bald head, and is dressed in extremely ordinary clothes. The only thing in his body is the golden gold ingot in his hand, which exudes a strong metallic aura from time to time. Other than that, there is nothing else that matches the requirements.

, the rumored image of Jintian Palace.

Could it be that after one hundred thousand years, the taste of Jintian Palace has changed?

There are really weird things happening all the time, especially this year.

Mo Chen acted as if there was no one around, and didn't care about the strange looks from the people around him. He walked to the door of the magnificent palace and took a closer look.

The palace in front of you is obviously the outermost area. The entire palace is covered by a layer of transparent restrictions, making it difficult to see what is inside.

In front of Mo Chen, in front of the huge palace door, a layer of dazzling golden light shines, flowing like a curtain of water. This is the only entrance to Jintian Palace.

"Look, that kid is going in!"

Everyone had been watching Mo Chen's actions closely, and when they saw that Mo Chen actually raised his legs and walked towards the golden curtain, they couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Mo Chen concentrated his attention and only took a brief look at the ban in front of him, which was emitting bright golden light. He came back to his senses, raised his toes, and wanted to step directly through the golden curtain.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout echoed through the sky.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The crowd voluntarily made way for a passage. At this time, a young man wearing a golden robe, his whole body shining with golden light, exuding an extremely strong metallic aura, took an arrogant step, put his hands behind his back, and raised his head arrogantly.

Looking at Mo Chen standing in front of the Jintian Palace.

"That kid, what are you doing standing in front of my Jintian Palace?" Jin Huanghuang looked at Mo Chen and said, "Young Master Jin is here, get out of here!"

Jin Huihuang had just arrived at the mountain gate that was sealed by his predecessors from the Jintian Palace a hundred thousand years ago. Then he saw someone trying to get ahead of him and enter the Jintian Palace, so he stopped him loudly.

"The surname is Jin? Is this the descendant of Jin Tiangong?"

The people around him exclaimed in surprise when they saw the young man who looked like a wealthy man, who was as dazzling as a rich man.

Look at the way this guy is dressed, yes! He is the style of Tema Jintian Palace.

But then again.

This is the successor of Jintian Palace, so who is the young man who took out the token earlier?

Jin Huihuang enjoyed the awed gazes of the people around him. With a smile on his lips, he took an arrogant step and began to walk towards the gate of the outer palace of Jintian Palace.

"Um?"

Mo Chen was suddenly interrupted and looked behind him in displeasure, and immediately saw Jin Huihuang in golden clothes.

"Could this be the descendant of Jintian Palace?" A thought came to mind.

Not to mention, if no one disturbs him, with Mo Chen's thick skin, he can still go in as if no one is there and condense a spiritual sea with peace of mind.

After all, he also has a token.

But I never expected that at the last moment, this guy from Jintian Palace would come out to disrupt the situation.

"Who are you?" Jin Huihuang came not far from Mo Chen and stared at Mo Chen as if he were a servant, with disgust in his eyes.

Mo Chen was a little dissatisfied, but when he thought that he would have to snatch the opportunity of Jin Tiangong in a while, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He touched his nose and said: "The successor of Jin Tiangong."

"Yes, it's me, I'm the descendant of Jintian Palace!" Jin Huanghuang took Mo Chen's words, straightened his chest and said proudly.

"really!"

When everyone around heard Jin Huihuang's admission, they said in their hearts that it was true.

That's right. It seems that the tradition that Jintian Palace has been handed down has not been cut off yet. It is still the same as always... a slut!

Mo Chen glanced at the arrogant Jin Huihuang, curled his lips and said, "I said I am the descendant of Jintian Palace!"

After saying this, Mo Chen blushed even though he was so thick-skinned.

"What?" Jin Huihuang didn't hear clearly for a moment, but when Mo Chen repeated it again, he immediately stayed where he was.

"You are the heir of Jintian Palace, what is your master?" After being stunned for a long time, Jin Huihuang finally came to his senses.

Damn it, it seems like someone with no eyesight dares to rob him of the inheritance of Jintian Palace!

Jin Huihuang was angry.

This guy in front of me, without even thinking about it, actually wants to get involved in the inheritance of his Jintian Palace?

As the saying goes, if you take away the opportunity from me, you will cut off my path of cultivation, and I will bear a great grudge!

boom!

People around him exclaimed in surprise when they saw Jin Huihuang's body filled with golden light, as if he was a god descending to earth, and he was unparalleled in dignity.

It seemed that Jin Huihuang was touched, so he took action without saying much.

Not far away, Qi Wuji's face trembled when he heard what Mo Chen said.

This little brother is really no ordinary person!

He had seen clearly just now that the token Mo Chen took out was indeed the token of Jintian Palace.

On the gold ingot, Qi Wuji felt the same aura as the forbidden one from Jintian Palace.

This cannot be wrong.

Why does this guy seem to have endless talismans? Where did he get them?

Qi Wuji fell into confusion.

The golden light all over Jin Huihuang's body was like a small sun, which made everyone unable to open their eyes for a while.

"Golden Light Sword!"

A gleaming golden long sword appeared in Jin Huihuang's hand. He held the golden sword body in his hand, and his fighting spirit soared. He was as powerful as a dragon and a tiger, and he shouted: "Kill!"

Jin Huihuang is as quiet as a virgin, and moves like a rabbit. He cuts out a golden sword light while running wildly.

The sword light was dazzling, and with an unrivaled sharpness, it slammed into Mo Chen fiercely.

Mo Chen took out the dark demon-slayer behind him. Although the heavy sword had no edge, it exuded an extremely depressing aura.

Mo Chen faced each other with his sword, and the two disproportionate swords collided together, making a clanging sound.

When the two sides collided with their sword moves, Jin Huanghuang couldn't help but couldn't help the bald head in front of him, and directly clapped his palm again and stamped it towards Mo Chen's chest.

boom!

The golden handprint hit Mo Chen's chest, and the energy boiled, causing the void to tremble. The two sides were counterattacked by the powerful force, and the distance between them was instantly widened in just one breath.

Jin Huihuang coughed up blood and retreated dozens of feet, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Is the man in front of me made of iron?

After being hit by his palm, he only took a few steps back. How is this possible!

Mo Chen was not feeling well at this time. He bared his teeth and forcefully received a palm from this coquettish guy. Although he was only a cultivator at the Shenzang Realm, the palm hit and the energy and blood in his body became violent.

Mo Chen took a deep breath to suppress the backflow of Qi and blood in his body, and suddenly felt regretful in his heart.

Why did you just try to be brave and try the strength of your body?

Fortunately, this guy is only a warrior in the Shenzang Realm. If he waits for this guy to step into the Linghai Realm, I really don't dare to carelessly take a slap from him!

"If you follow my move, I will lose." Jin Huanghuang looked at Mo Chen and said in a deep voice.