The Legend of Futian

Although the powerhouses had guessed the outcome of this battle, the process was still shocking. Under the oppression of the Great Dao Divine Wheel, the shortage was directly suppressed.

This is the crushing of the Great Dao Divine Wheel, and Ninghua’s Great Dao Divine Wheel is different from others. It contains the power of the Great Dao's seal. Once the opponent's Dao is suppressed, it is a seal, directly restricting the opponent and making the opponent lose the power to fight back.

Therefore, even if the fighting did not continue, both sides already knew the end.

The deserted road **** wheel is still weak after all.

"In this generation, who else can beat Palace Master Young?" Countless people below secretly thought, Ning Hua, the capital of Tianzong, is the symbol of this generation of Donghua domain, Donghua Wushuang, he was born extraordinary and will Keep moving forward with this kind of pace until reaching Ling Jue Dian and inheriting the position of Palace Lord.

"Brother's eyes are harsh, and there is really no suspense." Ye Futian said to Li Changsheng beside him.

"The Celestial Wheel Divine Mirror will not deceive people. What's more, all that Huang inherited is less than that of the Palace Master. Naturally, he is still a lot worse. Even if he can contend with the Seal of the Great Divine Wheel, the final outcome is still the same. If his rank is not as good, he will not have any hope. Even though he is also an outstanding figure, there are some people who are different. Standing outside the world, Ning Hua undoubtedly belongs to this category." Li Changsheng spoke to Ye Futian and said: "Of course, Junior Brother Ye also belongs to this category of people, and this category is destined to sit there in the future."

Then he looked up at the Donghua Temple above.

"Senior brother, I can count on me." Ye Futian chuckled. He naturally understood what Li Changsheng meant. There are endless practitioners in the world, and there is no shortage of geniuses. There are evil characters who can create the perfect road and **** wheel. The road was still flawless when the emperor broke the boundary.

However, above this, there is another type of people who are above these people, detached from the world, like Ninghua, like him.

Obviously, Li Changsheng's praise for him is extremely high, which should be the highest praise.

Ning Hua and Huang went back to where they were. Neither of them spoke, as if they had forgotten the battle, but Huang's face was not so good-looking, and he said nothing, while Ning Hua remained as usual.

In the Donghua Hall, Huangshen did not say anything, but listened to the palace owner of the Lingxiao Palace with a smile: "Huang inherited the power of the Wild God, with extraordinary strength, and the release of Huanglun, just like the end of the day. It is indeed powerful, but unfortunately it is Ning Hua. He couldn’t exert his strength, but Huangshen didn’t need to care either. Ning Hua was originally the first person under us in Donghua Tian. In the future, he might even be born out of the blue and defeated in his hands. original."

"Ning Hua is a descendant cultivated by the palace lord. He is naturally outstanding. If he is defeated, he will also be defeated. In this way, he will be more interested in pursuing the great avenue." Huangshen said, "I heard about the Young Palace of the Lingxiao Palace. The lord Linghe is not bad. He used to despise Ye Liunian when he was enlightened. Although he was later defeated by the opponent, he must have learned from the pain, and he can fight again when his realm is stronger in the future."

"..."

The people in the Donghua Hall showed weird looks, and these giant-level figures seemed to be uncomfortable with each other.

The palace owner of the Lingxiao Palace has been helping the palace owner to speak, Huang Shen, seemingly unhappy with him, directly satirizes Ling He.

"Ye Liunian is also an extraordinary person. The Celestial Wheel in front of the mirror is no worse than anyone present at the time. It is normal for Ling He to lose to him for the most influential figures, including Huang." The Palace Master of the Lingxiao Palace smiled, although not in his heart. Happily, still silent, the conversation between the two is a bit arguing.

"En, naturally." Huangshen nodded slightly, looked down, and said: "Who of you is going to learn the strength of the Young Master of the Lingxiao Palace."

"..."

One after another, their eyes fell on the desolate god, and the practitioners in the Donghua Hall laughed and said nothing, just watching the lively posture.

Huangshen is still as strong as always, domineering and cold, Huang is defeated, but it was defeated by Ning Hua, not from the Lingxiao Palace, the Lord of the Lingxiao Palace pointed and pointed. With the character of the Huangshen, it is naturally unacceptable. of.

Therefore, this is the first time that a tycoon in Donghua Hall has named someone in his door to challenge someone.

The performance of the cultivators above has always been seen by the people below. There are many practitioners in the Desolate Temple. This time they are all very powerful characters, but there is more than one Huang, but Huang is the heir of the Desolate God, the most dazzling That's all, but apart from Huang, the Hegemony Temple on the Wasteland Continent in the Western Region of the Eastern China Region has very powerful characters.

Huang Shen spoke up himself, this battle naturally must be won.

Therefore, the eyes of the practitioners of the Desolate Temple were all on the same person. Obviously, the practitioners of the Desolate Temple had a consensus and knew who should walk out.

"The Desolate Temple, Wind Demon." Li Changsheng looked at him and whispered: "He is very strong, and his disciple status in the Desolate Temple is second only to Huang."

"Wind Demon."

Many people have recognized this person. The practitioners of the top forces have some understanding of the figures of the major forces. Seeing this person, the expressions of many people in the Lingxiao Palace have slightly changed, they I haven't seen the wind demon make a move, but it is rumored that the wind demon is very strong.

Ling He, really may not be able to beat the opponent.

Feng Mo's figure is burly and domineering, wearing a black robe, which is even more majestic. He looks more than forty years old, his eyes are domineering, and he gives a strong sense of oppression.

He stood up, taller than Huang, glanced at Ling He, then walked towards the Dao Zhantai, and said, "Come here."

This tone was full of domineering contempt, as if it was dismissive.

Obviously, this is what Ling He said.

This made Ling He's face a bit unsightly. Even though this Wind Demon was extremely famous in the Desolate Temple, he was a man of Donghua Heaven, the Young Palace Master of the High Heaven Palace, how could he allow others to be so presumptuous.

Standing up, Ling He directly followed Feng Mo, and the two of them stepped into the road battle platform area one after another.

Entering the Dao Zhantai, Feng Demon was in front, with his back facing Ling He, and then stopped. The moment he turned around, a storm of destruction appeared on his body, and the storm rushed into the sky, and a terrible appeared above the sky. Dark thunderclouds, countless black lightning slashed down, like a catastrophe.

The light of darkness enveloped the sky, and the storm of destruction became more and more terrifying, covering the sky and obscuring the sun. Every ray of wind was like a knife that tore everything and rolled towards Ling He’s body. This storm came together and was able to Tearing the space.

In the dark thunderstorm of destruction, a huge black thunder battle axe appeared. The wind demon hovered in the air and rushed into the devastating storm. Holding the battle axe in his hand, he looked down at the sky like a demon god. Linghe.

Above Ling He's head, the High Peak Tower appeared, suspended in the sky, and the shadow of the infinite tower filled the sky, suppressing a sky. The strands of golden light were extremely terrifying. At the same time, a golden spear appeared in his hand with a gorgeous god. The light came out.

"Boom..." The terrifying tower of the high tower came out toward the suppression of the wind demon, and the infinite tower shadow appeared, trying to suppress the sky, but the sky on that side was all destroyed by the thunder storm, the avenue withered, and all vitality was wiped out. The golden streamer rushed into the storm and was shattered by the devastating storm. The terrifying dark streamer directly impacted on the Lingxiao Tower, causing the Great Dao Divine Wheel to make a violent and harsh sound, like a knife slashing on the pagoda.

The Lingxiao Tower is getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun, directly suppressing Xiangfeng Demon.

The wind demon stood proudly in the air, with extremely violent power sweeping around. He was burly and domineering, like a **** of storm, holding a battle axe, and invincible. That terrifying storm of destruction directly swept into the high tower, making it The repressive force was affected, and he was fighting the storm, but it was still hanging down.

At the same time, Ling He's body moved, the spirit gun bloomed, the golden streamer directly penetrated the void, and the extremely gorgeous golden gun shot directly through the air, killing the wind demon's body.

But at the same moment, Feng Mo's battle axe had already slashed down, carrying billions of destroying streamers, just like the last days, smashing the opponent's spear.

The two attacked and collided, and Ling He's body disappeared. With such a violent attack, he did a touch of a touch, as if the spear moved at will, appeared directly in another direction, and continued to stab, like a golden remnant. Shadow, UU reading www.uukanshu.com but the power is extremely terrifying, piercing the space.

"Om..." The gust of wind swept past, and Feng Mo's reaction turned out to be terrible. His battle axe turned into the wind and merged with the storm, crossing an incomparably gorgeous arc, and once again slashed towards the Lingzi Spear.

"So fast, the attack speed of these two people..." The spectators felt a blur in front of them. In the dark storm of destruction, countless afterimages of Linghe appeared, spreading in different directions, and golden spears were born every time they appeared. The shadow seemed to have shot countless guns in a short moment.

But every shot was taken.

"The spirit gun pays attention to the nature. The perfect blend of man, gun, and Tao can do so freely. Even if he is under the crotch, he is still out of position and attack. However, Feng Mo's axe is the same, as if he is a gust of wind, following The wind danced and moved along with the trend. What's terrible is that, in line with this wind, his tomahawk attack power has become stronger and stronger, as if he is still gaining momentum."

Floating Snow Temple, Jiang Yueli said, she was also talking to the juniors around her, so that they could better understand the battle.

For a brief moment, the two of them did not know how many times they fought each other. At this moment, a figure swooped down in the void, and the Spirit Gun was like a golden lightning, still so fast, but at the same time, the storm seemed to pause for a moment, not as smooth as before. .

At the moment when the Lingxi Spear was approaching, a monstrous storm went up against the trend, tearing the space apart. Everyone saw the wind and magic move, and the speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye, but the next moment, from the sky down, A black axe light appeared, splitting the square sky.

The next moment, the golden streamer was knocked out, almost inconceivable. This time, Ling He finally stopped the attack, staring at the wind demon from the sky, accompanied by a cough, blood was spit out, and his face was a little pale!