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Chapter 1187 Innate Artifact

Mu Qianyu also felt the vast aura after slashing out with her sword. Her eyes lit up and she thought it was time.

With a shake of her palm, the weapon spirit controlled the Qiankun Cauldron and flew out excitedly. After coming to this world for so long, she finally met a decent treasure.

"Buzz!"

The Qiankun Cauldron made an excited trembling sound, and then turned into a stream of light and headed towards the Qingtian Bow.

Liao Tianyuan had seen the Qiankun Cauldron smash into one of his own quasi-artifacts. It should also be a treasure, but he didn't think it was stronger than the Qingtian Bow.

So he was happy and unafraid, and shot the first arrow towards the Qiankun Cauldron. With the power of the Sky Bow, this shot would definitely destroy the cauldron and destroy the soul imprint on it, causing Mu Qianyu to suffer greatly.

He wants these ordinary people to know what the heritage of the Holy Land is and what the momentum of the Chosen One is.

An arrow of light shot out from the Sky Bow, instantly tearing apart the surrounding void. The giant wind-sand dragon in front of him shattered into nothingness the moment it touched the arrow.

This arrow even crossed the long river of time, making people unable to feel the passage of time, as if they were in front of the Qiankun Ding in an instant.

It clearly pierced the void, but people couldn't catch the movement track, making it difficult to guard against and extremely terrifying.

Feng Xiyu took a breath of air. She had only heard of these ancient artifacts, but she didn't expect them to be so powerful. No wonder it was said that one arrow could defeat all magic.

However, when the light arrow, which could shatter the void and all magic, was struck, there was no roar as expected, but it disappeared extremely calmly.

People only saw the unenlarged small cauldron pointing its mouth toward the light arrow. When the light arrow shot into the big cauldron, it was like shooting into the silent abyss of the universe, and there was no response at all.

The golden cauldron was still shining brightly, and it seemed that it was not damaged at all.

Liao Tianyuan's originally extremely confident face was now full of disbelief. How could this be possible? The Qingtian Bow is an ancient artifact!

Not only him, but everyone else present, including the old man who was fighting with Mu Qianyu, were shocked.

Was it blocked without a sound? Could this cauldron be a more powerful ancient artifact?

The next scene made everyone's jaws drop. They saw a suction force suddenly burst out from the small cauldron. Liao Tianyuan held the sky bow in his hand and his whole body tilted in the direction of the mouth of the cauldron.

Liao Tianyuan changed from disbelief to extreme panic, and immediately opened the area in an attempt to block the terrible suction force.

However, even though the small cauldron was enveloped by the domain, its suction power was still the same and not affected at all, as if this was not someone else's domain but its own home.

Liao Tianyuan only felt that his body was about to be torn apart by the suction force. When he could no longer hold on, he had to let go.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingtian Bow entered the small cauldron and flew into Mu Qianyu's hand.

With a flash of golden light, the Qiankun Ding disappeared into Mu Qianyu's hand, and at the same time, the Qingtian Bow, which the Holy Land relied on for its survival, disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xiyu finally understood why Mu Qianyu had just chosen to use the Qiankun Cauldron to smash someone else's quasi-artifact instead of sucking it away.

She made it clear that she didn't want Liao Tianyuan to be on guard. She was digging another hole for Liao Tianyuan.

This woman is truly worthy of being a queen, and she can still be so scheming in such a scene. Liao Tianyuan probably doesn't understand what's going on now.

"Mu Qianyu, you dare to take away the artifact from my holy land, you are seeking death!" Liao Tianyuan was furious.

Mu Qianyu didn't say anything, but the sound transmitter spirit erased the spiritual thoughts.

"puff!"

The next moment, Liao Tianyuan's soul power was damaged, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll just accept it, what should I do?" Mu Qianyu looked provocative.

Before Liao Tianyuan had time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yuan Zhong and the giant sand dragon in the formation greeted him at the same time.

If nothing else, the sky-high bow just scared Yuan Zhong so much that he decided to give Liao Tianyuan a good beating to calm his shock.

In terms of personal combat power, Yuan Zhong is not Liao Tianyuan's opponent, but now that Liao Tianyuan's soul has been injured, coupled with the power of the Feng Shui formation, he has an advantage.

Liao Tianyuan's artifact was taken away, but he couldn't express his anger. As a result, it was extremely irrational to enter the battle again. All he could think about was the artifact.

I can't figure out how the ancient artifact could lose so miserably.

He didn't know that the Qiankun Cauldron was an innate artifact. The so-called innate was a magic weapon formed from the essence of heaven and earth at the beginning of the world. It could not be refined by humans.

And the artifacts they can see and come into contact with can only be regarded as acquired artifacts. No matter how powerful they are, they are only made by humans. Naturally, they cannot compare to the treasures bred by heaven and earth.

Strictly speaking, comparing acquired artifacts with innate artifacts is considered a blasphemy. The power can be seen just from the name, so it is not surprising at all.

The old man opposite Mu Qianyu was also affected to some extent, so Mu Qianyu only spent one night, fighting from dusk to dawn, killing everyone.

Before the old man died, he had only one-tenth of the spiritual power left in his body. Seeing Mu Qianyu's still terrifying power, he almost died in hatred.

Why would he provoke such a monster! If he had to live his life over again, he would definitely avoid Mu Qianyu, not to mention taking the initiative to provoke him, and try to avoid even meeting him.

On the other side, Liao Tianyuan was still struggling. Yuan Zhong looked at Mu Qianyu: "At the end of the battle, little lady, why don't you take action yourself?"

"It's not impossible." Mu Qianyu said, and the jade seal appeared out of thin air and suddenly disappeared.

"Boom!"

Liao Tianyuan was directly knocked down from the sky. The proud son of a generation and the future heir to the Holy Land was smashed into the ground, and he was in such a miserable state.

"You...you are looking for death..."

The moment the jade seal lifted off the ground, Liao Tianyuan spoke unconvinced again.

"I think you haven't been beaten enough." Mu Qianyu raised and lowered his hand, and the jade seal was smashed down again.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently again, and Liao Tianyuan's face was flattened.

"It's too bloody, too cruel." Feng Xiyu covered his eyes with his hands, but if he peeked through his fingers, his eyes were bright.

Someone finally dealt with this hypocrite. She had wanted to do this for a long time, but she had never been able to win. Now seeing Liao Tianyuan being beaten, she felt that all the cells in her body were excited for some reason.

If she was beaten to death, she wouldn't even have to break off the engagement and could marry someone else.

When she thought of other people, the first person she saw was Luo Wuxian. He was truly as gentle and gentle as jade, with unparalleled elegance.

But his speed was too fast. Could it be that he had really gone to the Holy Land?

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The jade seal was smashed more than ten times in a row, sinking the ground more than ten meters deep. Liao Tianyuan's whole body was flattened. He still had a breath, but he no longer had the strength to speak.

"Come on, tell me who is seeking death?" Mu Qianyu asked.

She specializes in curing all kinds of dissatisfaction, and disbelief cannot cure him.


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