Holy Spirit, above the sky.

Zhou Chenzheng, Qing Yanjing, Xun'er and the supreme gods of the Heavenly Palace browsed the pictures transmitted by Angel Yan through the virtual network.

A team of people is clearly displayed on the picture...

"You mean... they are from the ancient Buddhist tribe of the Buddha?"

Zhou Chen looked at Qing Yanjing next to him in surprise and confirmed as much as possible.

"I'm afraid yes, the old man in the lead is the great elder of our clan, Futu Xuan."

Qing Yanjing smiled bitterly, with a shameful look on her face. After all, these troubles were caused by her. Whether it was the Maha ancient tribe or the Futu ancient tribe.

Zhou Chen was even more confused. This was because the tiger had just been sent away, and a nest of wild wolves came from behind.

"Well, soldiers come to block the enemy, and water comes to cover the earth. Since the people of the ancient Buddhist tribe are coming, let them come."

As he said that, Zhou Chen waved his hand. Except for Qing Yanjing and Xun'er who were standing beside him, the others were scattered and faintly formed a large formation.

At this time, the tens of thousands of remaining soldiers in the Heavenly Palace also received orders to surround the Holy Spirit Land.

Although he didn't know the purpose of the ancient Futu tribe's trip, Zhou Chen always liked to consider the worst situation. Therefore, setting up a net of heaven and earth to prepare for a decisive battle with the ancient Futu tribe, which was also within Zhou Chen's consideration.

In just two or three minutes, a team of more than ten figures appeared in Zhou Chen's sight at the edge of the high altitude of the Holy Spirit Land.

At the same time, the ancient Futu clan members obviously discovered the supreme heavenly emperors in the Heavenly Palace and the Qing Yanjing beside Zhou Chen.

The two sides were afraid of each other and slowly approached, and found a relative distance suitable for negotiation and also suitable for action, and stopped.

"Your Excellency... is the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, Zhou Chen."

Fu Tu Xuan was still standing with his hands behind his back, and a ray of light flashed from time to time in his turbid old eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen nodded, bowed to Futu Xuan, and said, "That old man, is the Great Elder Xuan of the Ancient Pagoda clan?"

“That’s right.”

Fu Tu Xuan nodded slightly, then looked at Zhou Chen with a serious expression, Qing Yanjing, who was a little pale, and said coldly: "Girl, you have run far enough to make it easy for me to find!"

"Great Elder...I...I..."

Qing Yan shrank behind Zhou Chen and said submissively. Now she is like a frightened little white rabbit, without the aura of a great master of the spiritual array or the Supreme Spiritual Classic Heaven.

"What are you? Qing Yanjing, now I will go back with me and accept the punishment of the clan rules!"

Futu Xuan shouted coldly, and his awe-inspiring power immediately scared Qing Yanjing to take a few more steps back.

"Hmph, Grand Elder Futu Xuan, do you feel so threatening Jing'er, don't you take this emperor seriously?"

Zhou Chen looked at the old man in front of him coldly and said.

"Hisser Zhou Chen, this is the internal affairs of our clan. You should not interfere." Fu Tu Xuan also stared at Zhou Chen coldly, unwilling to give in at all.

"Oh, that's it, there's still one minute..." Zhou Chen smiled and suddenly said.

"What a minute...you dare!!"

Futu Xuan was wondering about the meaning of Zhou Chen's words. The next moment, he heard two "buzzing" sounds, and the Linglong Pagoda floating above Zhou Chen's head suddenly vibrated. It seemed that there were billions of lights rolling up above the top of the tower and soaring into the sky!

With a flash, the pagoda appeared on the top of Futu Xuan's head. The shadow instantly enveloped him. Finally, with a loud bang, he put Futu Xuan into the tower and rotated straight in place!

"Dongdong!"

The next moment, a powerful impact was set off in Linglong Pagoda, and it was obvious that Fu Tu Xuan counterattacked. However, this impact lasted only for a moment and calmed down again.

This scene came too quickly, and the pagoda fell together, but when it fell, the whole world had returned to peace.

The strong men of the ancient Buddhist tribe of the Futu came to their senses at this time. They looked at the pagoda that suppressed Futu Xuan, and the sound of gasping in the air began to sound.

"The power of this tower..."

Xuanguang and many elders of the Xuangui looked at the scene with dull faces, their eyes full of horror.

"Even if the ancestors of our clan sacrificed the super holy relics ancestral tower that had been refined for tens of thousands of years, it would be impossible to suppress the Great Elder so easily..."

Mo Tong and others were also stunned, and then their eyes turned to the pagoda. At this time, they could vaguely feel a mysterious and huge force radiating from the pagoda.

That power made them, one of the five ancient tribes, feel extremely frightened.

"Yo, time is up..."

Finally, Zhou Chen's relaxed words rang out, and then the pagoda suddenly disappeared from the spot, and Futu Xuan's figure appeared again.

At this time, Fu Tu Xuan was extremely embarrassed, his body was covered in wounds and blood, his robe was tattered and ragged, and his aura was also unstable, and he was obviously severely injured.

"You little... You are a bit too much when you attack me while you are not prepared."

Fu Tu Xuan stared at Zhou Chen, with more fear than anger in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to say a tough word.

Just one minute in the tower, he felt the long-lost meaning of death. If he was trapped for a few more minutes, Fu Tuxuan even felt that he would be turned into a ball of pus.

Therefore, now he has no confidence and dares to make things difficult for Zhou Chen.

Of course, what Futu Xuan didn't know was that the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth might not appear again.

Because, the last time of ten minutes has come. Zhou Chen just used the last minute to give Fu Tu Xuan a deep impression.

Sure enough, I was scared by this old thing. The older I live, the less courage I am, is truly a famous saying.

"Elder Futu Xuan, if it weren't for Jing'er, you're already a dead person now, do you understand?" Zhou Chen said lightly.

Immediately, Zhou Chen changed his mind and continued, "So, cherish the chance I gave you to live, take your people away."

"impossible!"

When he heard that Zhou Chen wanted to take his people away, Fu Tu Xuan was immediately excited and said coldly: "The clan meeting has passed a resolution. Listing Qing Yanjing as a sinner must be taken back to the clan and detained under the ancestral tower for a hundred years. If I cannot bring him back, what kind of face will I have to serve as the elder of the Futu clan?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen smiled coldly and mocked: "Then you peel off your skin and dig your eyes. In this way, you can be the great elder of the ancient Futu tribe without any face."

"You..." Hearing Zhou Chen's mockery, Fu Tu Xuan was immediately angry.

"Don't get angry, Grand Elder, I'm willing to go back with you."

Seeing that the two sides were at a strife, Qing Yanjing immediately stood up bravely and said softly.

"Is this true?" Fu Tu Xuan stared at Qing Yanjing and said.

"Seriously, but..."
Chapter completed!