The Legend of Futian

Time passed day by day, among the vast and endless mountains of origin, the demon clouds rolled over the sky, but this mountain range was still barren and dead.

A few months ago, countless strong people stepped into the mountains. Nowadays, I don't know how many people have died in the mountains. Of course, many people have found the ruins of the ancient battlefield and found some demon or emperor left. Thing.

Of course, more are still in crisis. This mountain of origin has buried a lot of practitioners.

Ye Futian, they are still not out of danger. At this time, the previous Jianfeng has collapsed, and the land of demons tumbled. Ye Wuchen wanted to give up himself many times, but he kept covering his body with the light of the Buddha for the rest of his life. Coming into his eardrum, let him see a ray of dawn in the painful abyss, struggling in despair.

At this moment, his mind seemed to have split, and many personalities appeared. In the vague conscious space, there were many ghosts transformed by the will, there was a will full of strange spirits, and there were all around The will of destruction and the bloodthirsty will make him want to run away.

And among these wills, there is a white illusory will like a wave in the wind and rain, erratic, as if it may be destroyed at any time.

This is his own remaining will, as if it might disappear at any time.

"Boom ..." Many wills flung at him again, trying to occupy his will, and then, countless chaotic wills appeared again at the same time, and he was struggling in pain, with a terrible blood in his eyes.

Sitting in front of Ye Wuchen for the rest of his life, I saw Ye Wuchen's body constantly rolling on the ground because of pain, and his mouth continued to make a low roar. In the past few months, Ye Wuchen has entered the demon countless times. Tao, even wanting to kill him, there are countless times that he wants to be willing to fall and be completely controlled by the demon's will, but every time when he reaches despair, he persists with that obsession.

The pain he suffered during this time made the rest of his life a bit unbearable, and even wanted to end him by himself and relieve his pain.

There was another roaring sound, Ye Wuchen's body jumped up, he was surrounded by the terrible dark air, his body was dark, and a black air flow appeared on his face, as if he was going to fall completely into the demon way .

There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes and pupils, step by step towards the rest of his life, and said, "Kill me."

There is no end to this pain, he is afraid that he will fall completely and become him who is not him.

He is worse than death.

Yu Sansheng continued to spit out the Sanskrit characters, and he stared at Ye Wuchen.

I saw him lift up his feet and walk to Ye Wuchen's side, looking at the demon sword slanted in there, the palm of the rest of his life stretched out and held it, this scene made Ye Wuchen's dark pupil tremble. , Staring at the rest of his life.

The Buddha's light dissipated, it converged for the rest of his life, his magical tumbling rolled out, and a powerful devouring force swept out. Instantly, the meaning of the sword burst into the body of the rest of his life.

For a moment, countless demons flow toward the rest of his life, as if he had become the center of a vortex.

Turning around, holding the sword in his hands for the rest of his life, his face was twisted, and a ray of dark lines appeared on his face. His arms were exposed with blue tendons, as if extremely painful, but his eyes remained extremely firm, staring at Ye Wuchen: "I'll stay with you."

He slowly stretched out his right hand, raised his sword, and the infinite demon air flow rolled up. The rest of his life was still staring at the dustless, low-snarling growl: "Even though the heavenly demons, I am strong, what can we do?"

"Boom."

A terrible dark light appeared on the sky, bursting into the body of the rest of his life, and his voice penetrated the heavens and the earth, and let the force erode.

"Go away." The rest of his life raised a roar, and then a horrible thought swept out. The breath on his body became stronger, and the talents around him whistled.

For a moment, I broke into the realm and became my true self.

Ye Ye looked at the rest of his life, the trembling of will, his eyes were trembling.

Demon gods, how can I help you, step into the real ego in a flash, this is the rest of my life, domineering, contempt of everything, strong faith.

Can he do it?

修 From this path of practice, Ye Futian and the rest of his talents are a perfect match. By virtue of his tenacity, he can barely follow, but there are some things that cannot be made up for.

Can he?

I spent the rest of my life with him at the moment.

"On the way, you can't have one more person." The rest of his life stared at him and said.

Yan Ye Wuchen's heart trembled. His eyes seemed to drive out the evil spirit, and he had a very strong obsession.

For many years, from a young age to the present, all three have been sanctified, living and dying together.

On the way to practice, you must have one more person.

Isn't this what he believes in drawing swords, everything that he does for the rest of his life is the same as what he does.

"Um." Ye Wuchen focused his head. He stepped forward, looked at the sword in the rest of his life, and extended his hand.

The rest of his life understood what he meant, and he handed the sword to Ye Wuchen. He held the sword in both hands, and even though he was in great pain, he still held it tightly. The sky was filled with endless chaos. The sword was inserted above the ground and held tightly, standing like a statue.

"Boom ..."

Similarly, a horrible sword rushed into the sky, and Ye Wuchen's body actually bloomed a splendid kendo brilliance, shaking up.

There is great terror between life and death, but there are also great opportunities.

Ye Ye's dust-free state of mind has transformed into sublimation, and has become a true self.

Gu Daosheng looked over there, watching the two men break through the territory at the same time, seeing Ye Wuchen still insisting, and a smile appeared in his pair of magic road pupils.

I have gone through thousands of sails and my heart is like a teenager.

I still remember that when they entered Shushan, they traveled all the way, shared life and death, and could not have one more person in their practice.

This feeling is so good.

There was a smile in his dark magic eyes, and he looked up into the distance.

Dongliu, the third teacher, is it okay in this mountain range of origin?

He seems to be more worried about Gu Dongliu than his younger brother Ye Futian. He believes that Ye Futian will live out and be firm.

Demon tumbling and roaring, the sword meant Lingtian, the sword Saint actually sat in that situation, and the three seemed to resonate in the state of mind, stepping into the realm of the true self continuously, in a short time, they broke through realm.

I am in this crisis, but at this moment I have strengthened my conviction, and they will all go out alive.

The teacher taught that when reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, familiar with thousands of ancient books, even though the technique is free, the talent is superb, but the state of mind cannot keep up. With firm convictions, go and challenge your limits over and over again.

The emperor and sage of the world were all ordinary.

Zongzi is a true emperor, so why not go through the sufferings of the world, who can be born emperor.

The domineering breath was roaring, the Buddha light was released once more on the body of the rest of his life, evolved himself, and expelled evil thoughts for Ye Wuchen at the same time.

I saw Ye Wuchen's body, a terrible air flow flowing along his body, the sword held in both hands tinnitus.

Suddenly, a terrible sword intention rushed into the sky, it was a dark sword intention, releasing sword power in the void.

Ye Ye Wuchen still maintained the action, as if it was completely transformed into a statue, the sword flowed and rolled, a bright light sparkled and released, and another sword was condensed and emerged into the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom ..."

道 A Taoist sword was released, as if all of it had been transformed by Taoism. Gradually, over the body of Ye Wuchen, countless terrible sword spirits had been refined. Any sword spirit contained extremely strong Taoism.

Ye Ye's body is surrounded by Zhou Jianyi, as if all the thoughts that had invaded his body were made into sword energy.

In the land of the abyss, the red pupils of red eyes opened again, seeming to glance over the abyss. The next moment, the endless airflow roared out of the abyss, and rolled towards the land above the abyss.

"Huh?" Dao Sheng's face changed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The horrible storm current swallowed away in the direction of Ye Wuchen and the rest of his life, and the light of the rest of his life was brighter and brighter, ready to deal with it all , Ye Wuchen still kept the previous movement, without moving.

I saw the horrible airflow madly drilling into the sword, flowing into the sword madly, and the sword held by Ye Wuchen's hand seemed to devour all evil thoughts.

"Boom." Ye Wuchen was completely swallowed by the dark air, but he still didn't move. His face seemed to be constantly twisted and transformed. This lasted for a long time. When everything went away, countless air was swept by the sword. Qi swallowed, but Ye Wuchen still had a terrible air flow around his body.

This world has gradually returned to Qingming, as if it is no longer purgatory.

The demon spirit in the void was still rolling, and in the distance, a group of figures rushed towards this side. It was Qi Xuanyuan who was waiting outside and their strong team.

They looked at this scene slightly, then their eyes seemed to be searching.

Ye Ye Futian, did not see.

何 Where is he?

如何 How did those dark turbulences disappear?

Xun Kongxuan's figure flickered forward, and he saw the small vulture standing on the side of the abyss, standing there like a statue of a monster and staring at the abyss below.

Ye Ye Futian, may be under the abyss.

Qi Qi Xuanzhang naturally found out, his mind rolled towards that side.

For the rest of their lives, the sword saints are all safe and sound, I hope Ye Futian will be the same!