Cult of the Sacred Runes

Ye Wei and Tu Fusheng lived opposite each other on the platform of the Zishi. Both of them released extremely powerful pressure, and the strength of Jiu Xing Confucius was fiercely collided!

"Hey, this is the growth class. I want to see how long you can maintain the power of the Nine Stars!" Tu Fusheng looked at Ye Wei, who had a sharp breath, his feet volleyed and his body burst out. .

boom! boom! boom!

Tu Fusheng’s fists were as dense as a rainstorm, fiercely tearing the air, and mercilessly rushing toward Ye Wei’s heart, his shot was extremely hot.

"There is no sword!" Ye Wei kept urging the majestic spirit of his body. There was a cold cold in his eyes. He didn't evade, and he didn't have a sword on his fist. The fist shadows rolled and slammed into the squid, and each fist shadow contained a sharp scent that was enough to cut the steel into pieces.

boom! boom! boom!

Over the cracked purple stone battlefield, the figures are interlaced, the shadows of the fists are pervasive, the dull percussion sounds like a thunderous explosion, and the horrible power of the smashing swaying, the big men in the Baiyun stand are a little scared. .

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Ye Wei and Tu Fusheng both smashed hundreds of rounds in an instant, and the two men’s offensives were extremely fierce. Even if the nine-star condensate is strong, they are slightly careless. It is very likely that the body will die. This scene has made everyone nervous and eyes wide open.

Those big figures who were optimistic about Tu Fusheng's face were more and more full of shock. The scenes of the imaginary Tu Fusheng's absolute suppression of Ye Wei did not appear, even if the Tu Fusheng broke out the strength of the nine-star condensate. Ye Wei also has the strength to resist the rituals of Tu Fusheng!

They have to admit that Ye Wei once again missed their expectations.

"The strength of these two little guys is really amazing!" The big guys in the Baiyun stand can't help but admire.

With Tu Fusheng and Ye Wei successively showing the strength of the nine-star condensate, this dragon is fighting. Really wonderful!

Rumble!

The power of violent blasting in the air, the air within a radius of a thousand feet boiled, and a thunderous explosion was erupted.

Countless nervous eyes, staring straight into the air, where the raging winds have reached a horrific level. The violent wind is enough to directly kill the ordinary eight-star condensate!

"Hey!"

The two figures crossed and crossed, and with this confrontation, a circle of substantial enthusiasm suddenly swept away. The whole mountain was suddenly trembled, and then, Ye Wei and Tu Fusheng retreated at the same time, and they fell back a certain distance before they stabilized their body shape.

Such a fierce confrontation. Ye Wei and Tu Fusheng are still evenly matched. No one has the signs of falling into the wind!

"How is it possible? Actually persisted in my ghost field for so long!" Tu Fusheng looked gloomy at Ye Wei, and his ghost field is his unique trick. Within this range, he will be riddled with ghosts. The voice of the speech could not be spread out. He originally thought that the growth of Ye Wei could not last for a long time. He did not expect to play for so long, but Ye Wei did not show any signs of lack of energy.

"Can't drag it anymore!" Tu Fusheng bit his teeth. After all, he is a Yaozu, if it is dragged for too long. If the big characters on the Baiyun stand see the clue, the trouble will be big.

"No matter what magical power you have mastered, it can never be my opponent!" Tu Fusheng's face was stunned, and the green-haired scorpion stared at Ye Wei, his heart was surging, his hands were dancing like lightning, and he turned out. A very mysterious handprint.

噗通!噗通!

With the change of the handprint of Tu Fusheng, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the blood surged like a river, exploding with the sound of a dull and screaming thunder.

The dazzling blue light swept out like a wave, causing the heavens and the earth within the radius of the square to violently tumbling up, and the horrible power of the stunned, surging.

In the faint, there is a demon illusion in the eye of Tu Fusheng, and the illusion is the real body of the demon!

The shadow of the shadow is glowing with blue light. There is no trace of anger, and death is terrible.

Tu Fusheng is the genius of the corpse, the most peculiar vein of the six ethnic groups of the Yaozu, they can swallow the illusory death and incite the soul of the human race!

In the rich blue light of the water, the top of the head of the Tu Fusheng, a faint shadow of a stone with a dark black luster slowly emerged, and suddenly a stock of people was involuntarily trembled and stunned.

This force made everyone feel very depressed, as if a stone was pressed against the chest, and even breathing became a little difficult.

"Ok?"

The face of Tu Wei’s recent Ye Wei’s face changed suddenly, and suddenly his body seemed to become lighter, and the soul seemed to drift out of the body.

At the moment when the soul changed, Ye Wei felt that his consciousness became blurred, his head became very heavy, and the whole person was drowsy.

"bad!"

Ye Wei realized that it was not good. He bit his tongue and tried to stimulate himself with severe pain. However, Ye Wei’s behavior had no effect, the eyelids were still getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

"My corpse soul, can devour the soul of the human race, just like the demons, pervasive, oh, boy, let it die!" Tu Fusheng snorted, his body burst out, bringing a cyan light and shadow, in an instant Grabbed in front of Ye Wei, the fist containing the power of terror, smashed toward Ye Wei’s head.

"What happened? Ye Wei Na's state seems to be something wrong!" On the Baiyun stand, Chen Yuancheng's eyes looked like a torch, and at a glance he saw the abnormality of Ye Wei.

"What means of Tu Fusheng's exertion has affected the soul of Ye Weina's boy, and the strength contained in the fist of Tu Fusheng is enough to make a nine-star condensed entity strong and powerful, and Ye Wei is in danger!" Shi Qing eyes flashed, his face became very ugly, and the two people on the battle platform were geniuses, no matter which one is the great loss of the human race!

"Ha ha ha, let's die!" Around the buoyant life, there was a substantial blue light, and a black stone monument was suspended above the head. The bloodthirsty smile is like a demon crawling out of hell.

“Not good!” Ye Wei’s consciousness is vague, but he has not completely lost his mind. He can see the fists of Tu Fusheng who are getting closer and closer to themselves.

Under the change of soul, Ye Wei couldn't even mobilize even a trace of vitality. He could only watch the fist of Tu Fusheng in the pupil.

Hey!

On the occasion of this millennium, Ye Wei thought of all the things he had realized before he fought against the demons in the Starlight Tower.

"Standing on the heart, to the heart of the heart, to calm the mind, to raise the way with God. To raise the heart with God! Heaven and heaven!" After the peace of mind, Ye Wei will be firmly fixed in the origin of the soul.

Ye Wei's eyes are violent, and the light in his eyes flashes. Just like the essence, it falls on the body of Tu Fusheng. There is a huge shadow of the magnificent temple in the upper part of the body, and the moment is golden.

As if the first yang dispelled the night, the Holy Ghost of the Holy Ghost was shining. The blue light of Tu Fusheng’s body is quickly melted like the night.

The golden light directly hit the body of Tu Fusheng. The flesh and blood of Tu Fusheng's flesh and blood continued to melt, and he could not help but scream.

After Ye Wei became a master of the gods, he added the power of the Holy Spirit, which is the nemesis of the Yaozu! That million golden light is enough to melt the body of the demon!

However, Tu Fusheng is still not reconciled. In the golden light of the Wanzhang, although his body is constantly broken, his fist strength is still approaching Ye Wei.

"Yingyue Sanyuan Sword!"

Oh la la! Oh la la!

In the fist of Tu Fusheng, only three inches from Ye Wei’s head, the horrible wind blows when Ye Wei’s cheeks hurt. A line of gods suddenly burst out.

The flowing lines of the gods appear, and the vast starry sky appears between the heavens and the earth. In the eyes of countless people, the vast sky, the center of the sky, a three-foot-three-inch, ancient sword that exudes the ancestral spirit of Wan Jian suddenly emerged.

At the moment when it is not allowed to be sent, Ye Wei finally displayed the sacred moon ternary sword supernatural powers. This magical power is not a metaphysical intermediate supernatural power, but a high-level supernatural power of the peak level!

Ye Wei’s vitality and mindfulness flowed like a flood of levees, even if the second change of Xuan Tianxing was carried out, even if Ye Wei’s mind and strength had increased to the level of the nine-star condensate, the handle was three feet three. After the appearance of the ancient sword of the inch sword, Ye Wei’s mind and strength were also taken out in an instant!

At the peak level, the mysterious high-level magical powers, that is the magical power that can be displayed by the powerful Yuanyuan! Even the ten-star condensate is the most powerful person to display, not to mention Ye Wei.

The ancient sword trembled slightly, and the swordsmanship was surrounded by hundreds of millions of stars and swords. In an instant, the sky swept across the sky, and the unimaginable horrible power swept the tortoise.

Tu Fusheng’s fist is only three inches away from Ye Wei, but the distance of three inches is like a scorpio, so that the fist of Tu Fusheng can no longer move forward!

"Booming!"

With the horrible impact of hundreds of millions of stars, the purple stone platform collapsed into a powder.

Looking at such terrible destructive power, the white clouds stand on the sound of countless sucking air. The big men are stunned one by one, and Ye Wei’s strength has even surpassed those of their older generation, even ten. It is unlikely that the star condensate will be able to retreat from the whole body!

In the face of such a fierce attack, can Tu Fusheng still resist?

Thinking this way, everyone's eyes were transferred to Tu Fusheng.

"what!"

The face of Tu Fusheng suddenly became pale and screamed violently. Under the impact of the Taoist sword, the flesh and blood on the fists and arms of Tu Fusheng were stripped, blood splashed, and bones were born!

Retreat, retreat, retreat!

Tu Fusheng’s face was horrified to the extreme, and he was madly retreating. He wanted to avoid the embarrassment formed by the hundreds of millions of stars and swords. However, no matter how fast the speed of the butcher’s life, the stars and swords are like the bones. Tightly attached to his body.

"I still don't reveal the true body!" Ye Wei looked coldly at the elf's retreat, and his palms extended, slowly holding the three-foot-three-inch ancient sword.

"Damn, **** Terran little devil!" Tu Fusheng never imagined that he would be forced to this position by Ye Wei, facing the terrible sword and ripples, and he would not reveal the true body again, only the road of degeneration!

But once the true body is revealed, the big men on the Baiyun stand will certainly not stand by and watch other people, but the other is not a thing, but the Chen Yuancheng, the Qingshen army, and the stone-green leader are the ones that Tu Fusheng can't afford.

Tu Fusheng hopes that Ye Wei’s eyes are filled with the resentment of Haotian, and he can’t wait to swallow Ye Weisheng, and he’s worth a thousand!

"Little devil, this is your own death!" In the eyes of Tu Fusheng, the stunned green light suddenly shot, and the throat made a sharp squeak.

"Hey!" Just after the moment that hundreds of millions of stars and swords were about to reach the body of Tu Fusheng, Tu Fusheng suddenly screamed and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!