Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 991 Three Holy Artifacts
Whether it is the top ten masters of the Blood Wheel Hall, even the Blood Wheel King himself, in the Western Heaven Region of Middle-earth, he is a dominating existence.

And everyone is at least five hundred years old.

but!
Even so, they were still shocked.

Even in the Realm of Return, the Blood Wheel King has never seen such a huge steel giant that can fly in the air.

In Middle-earth, flying is a very sacred act.

In the eyes of the ants, the monks flying with their swords are like gods. For thousands of years, human beings have never stopped yearning and obsessing with the sky.

It is precisely because of this that walking on the void and flying with the sword is so existential.

but.

The top powers in Middle-earth are generally very good at flying with swords.

They will have their own exclusive mounts, such as a roc, a flying horse, a crane, or a holy chariot with nine horses flying side by side!

But those things are still too small compared to the Skyhawk fighter.

And the flying speed is even less than one-tenth of the Skyhawk.

In terms of aura, it is even more incomparable. The roar of Skyhawk's huge super engine, and the air waves ejected from the tail of the fuselage can inspire long white cloud tails.

The monks do not have any knowledge of technology and industry.

When they saw this thing for the first time, they could only be amazed, and they would subconsciously think that it was some kind of ancient divine chariot, a sacred object that participated in the mysteries of good fortune!

Ever since, instinctive fear.

"My lord... my lord, what kind of weird sacred weapon is that? Could it be that this... this ancient man in Nancang still has an ancient inheritance that we don't know about?" The great celestial master Ge Yunzhan trembled. road.

In his eyes, the Aquila has become an ancient sacred object, and it is also a sacred object that he cannot understand!

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators behind him couldn't help but gasped.

"Holy... holy weapon? So that's the case..."

"What the Great Celestial Master said is reasonable. There may be some ancient inheritance in this isolated island of Nancang. Then... then what should we do?"

"Isn't it? The Nancang Island is a barren place, and it doesn't even have spiritual energy. How could there be an ancient inheritance?"

"Hey, who knows about the ancient things?"

"Maybe it's not the ancient inheritance on the ground at all, but the ancient existence of this shoreless sea has awakened and favored the Han Dynasty on the isolated island?"

"Yes, there is a possibility..."

……

There was a lot of discussion behind him.

When the Blood Wheel King heard this, he also panicked.

He raised his eyes and stared fixedly at the height of [-] meters. There was not just one ancient holy artifact, but three!

There are two of them, hovering at a height of at least [-] feet, and the flight trajectory is very special, the two holy artifacts are flying in a circle!

The remaining one is at a low altitude, about five thousand feet high, and it is also flying in a circle.

In fact, this is the simplest suspension track.

But in the eyes of these monks in Xuelun Hall, it is not easy, it is not drawing a circle, it is embracing a circle, it is an existence that is close to the Dao!
"If it's a holy artifact, why can't I feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy?" Blood Wheel King frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Back... back to the king, there is only one possibility, that is, the power of this sacred weapon has surpassed our cognition, I...we are not qualified at all..." Ge Yunzhan, the great celestial master, was dumbfounded at the end. .

His understanding is correct.

In Middle-earth, if a person stands in front of you without any fluctuations in cultivation, and this person is definitely not an ordinary person, then there is only one possibility, too strong!
It is so strong that it is as simple as returning to the basics, but you are not qualified to feel his strength!

Blood Wheel King's heart skipped a beat.

Behind him, those monks were already extremely fearful, and they all began to tremble.

"What... what should I do?"

"This is on a sea without shore. If there is any accident, once it sinks into the sea, even if it is, then we will die!"

"It's been almost two hundred days since we left the Western Sky Territory. If we want to return at this time, it's...it's too late."

"So what if it's too late? Then...the three sacred artifacts have been hovering on the top of the sky, and the speed is so fast, I...we..."

……

Panic continued to spread.

Blood Wheel King didn't say a word, his face became more and more ugly, he just stared at the Skyhawk above the void, but he didn't dare to act rashly for a long time.

At this time, the low-altitude loudspeaker started again:

"Who is here? How dare you offend the waters of the Great Han Empire? Why don't you come out and report your name!!"

"Who is here? How dare you offend the waters of the Great Han Empire? Why don't you come out and report your name!!"

……

At this time, the sea is calm and the space is extremely empty. Against the background of this repeated warning voice, it is more majestic and deterrent!

Sweat dripped from Blood Wheel King's forehead.

He is the Blood Wheel King, a dignified existence of the second rank of Return to the True Realm, and a great power in the immortal way who can open mountains and flat valleys with just a lift of his hands.

There are more than 800 species rampant in the Western Tianyu, and it is unknown what the word "fear" is.

But today, he was panicked, uneasy, and fearful.

at the same time.

The highest command of the Commander's Mansion of the Marshal's Mansion, the aviation port of the Dahan East Sea.

Zhao Yuankai, Huo Qubing, and dozens of two-star and above generals from the three armies gathered here, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the dozen or so huge screens.

From the appearance of the Blood Wheel King until now, Zhao Yuankai has been watching closely.

The atmosphere at the beginning was extremely tense.

After all, he is a monk of the immortal way, and he is the real power of returning to the true realm.

In case someone comes up and flies directly with the sword, the sky will turn into clouds and rain when you raise your hand, and you can pick off the stars with one hand, and the Skyhawk will be wiped out with a snap of your fingers.

But now...

"Your Majesty, the situation seems to be..." Huo Qubing said subconsciously, a little confused.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Yuan opened his mouth with a faint smile.

"Your Majesty, judging from the screen, the cultivators of the Blood Wheel Hall seem to be afraid of something, and the Blood Wheel King has been hesitant to make a move. This is out of fear, it makes no sense..."

Judging from the solidified cognition in the past, it really doesn't make sense.

Cultivator, that is an existence like a fairy, how can you be afraid of fighters?

Zhao Yuankai turned his face slightly, looked at Huo Qubing with a smile on his face, and asked lightly:
"Huo Qubing, do you know what people's greatest fear comes from?"

"Uh..." Huo Qubing was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Return to Your Majesty, I thought it was my own weakness and helplessness."

However, Zhao Yuankai shook his head and said with a smile:

"Back then, I had just come to rule the world. I had 7 old, weak, sick, and disabled Shenji Battalion in my hand, and I was facing an elite rebel army of more than [-]. Aren't they also weak? But are they afraid?"

(End of this chapter)