The Legend of Futian

Chen Wang and Long Mu seemed to notice something. They turned around and saw a silver cloak stepping forward, and both of them frowned.

This person they don't know.

After they came in, others should still try to break through, but those people didn't come in, but someone who didn't know stepped in here, and they could not help but be alert.

The strength of a person who can get to this point is beyond doubt. If this person comes by himself, it is even more terrible, and it will definitely be a super dangerous character.

Three courtyards, when was there such a strong man?

"His Excellency?" Chen Wang asked.

"Why not go up?" Ye Futian ignored it, glancing indifferently at Chen Wang.

"It's not easy to set foot here. How about joining forces together?" Chen Wang said. He and Long Mu could not be two people. Three people might try.

"You deserve it too?"

Ye Futian glanced contemptuously at Chen Wang, and Chen Wang froze. Seeing Ye Futian's contemptuous look, he felt greatly humiliated.

But at this moment, Ye Futian stepped forward and walked towards that ladder.

His body was surrounded by martial arts. The strongest martial art was the flame martial arts, which was obtained by killing the flame martial arts creature on the eighth layer of Ye Futian. At this time, the burning imperial urges Wu Yun, and Ye Futian immediately The whole body seems to be bathed in the fire of the world.

Ye Futian closed his eyes and felt the power of martial arts around him. The sage martial arts, like a sage's intention, merged a certain magical power into it, and the martial arts were born.

Under the impulse of the imperial will, the perception of the martial arts of the sage has become stronger and stronger, if the strength of the martial spirits on this step and the strength of the Shenqiao keepers are not much different, then there will be nothing Suspenseful.

At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be aware of the ability he had previously realized in the Shenqiao keepers, and he became more and more clear.

"Om." The extremely dazzling palm print was suspended around Ye Futian's body. The palm prints were all glowing with a scary golden light, and it seemed to blend into the magical fire.

Ye Futian waved his hands, many palm prints gathered from all sides, interwoven into a terrible pattern in front of him, just like the ability released by the Shenqiao keeper before, but a little different, he used his own perception and integrated into it Prior to the birth of martial arts and imperialism.

When Ye Futian opened his eyes, a terrible light burst out in his eyes, and then a wave of his palm, a ray of light bloomed on the pattern, but it was not a flame beam, and it was integrated into the destruction of golden light. Flame palm prints, impulse with imperial will.

"Well." Almost at the same time, Ye Futian stepped out and went up the stairs.

The first Wu Yunqiang was bathed with endless Thunder God power. Seeing the attack and killing, there was a Thunder God shield in front of him. The prints were madly killed. The Thunder God Shield created by the endless thunder of the vast space appeared cracks. The invasion of the flame forces burned a little bit of melting, and finally a loud noise, the shield was broken, and the thunderous power raged wildly.

"Bang." Ye Futian's figure disappeared instantly, appearing in front of the Wu Yunqiang, Lei Yingbu, like Lei Ying, came instantly, the pattern in front of him crushed directly towards the opponent's body, and suddenly the statue The thunderous body was burned and destroyed under the pattern, and Wu Yun fell on Ye Futian.

"This ..." Long Mu's arms trembled slightly, and Chen Wang looked at Ye Futian's figure in the same shock. How could he be so strong?

When they crossed the bridge of God, many people joined forces to find a chance to successfully kill, with luck, came to this ninth floor, one step can not go.

However, this person, one person, forcibly stepped up and crushed the strong fortunes of the Wu Yun who were standing there.

In the three courtyards, when are there such strong disciples?

There was another martial art around, Ye Futian paused for a moment under the stairs. Then, the second terrible martial art bloom in front of him turned into a shield of Thor and appeared in front of him. The entire sky and the void seemed to have endless thunder. , On the shield of Thor, there is also a strange sacred light flowing.

"This is impossible." Long Mu stared at this scene with eyes wide open. How could anyone realize the use of the martial arts so quickly, although not perfect.

Ye Futian only thought and comprehended his ideas with great freedom, and then used the power of Emperor's artistic conception to urge the martial arts. It was not a perfect application, but the feeling of Long Mu and Chen Wang was still shocking.

"boom."

Another loud noise came out, Long Mu and Chen Wang saw the destruction of the second Wu Yunsheng, Ye Futian continued to step up, and each step contained an unparalleled momentum, as if getting stronger and stronger.

Later, the third and fourth ... as Ye Futian kept going upwards, Long Mu and Chen Wang understood that this step was not able to stop this person.

Long Mu's hand clenched a magic weapon, which was left to him by his father, and he knew that his father had failed on this road that year, hoping that he could one day step up from here and see the end of the Wuyun battlefield.

But he couldn't step on it one step at a time, but a mysterious silver-clad strongman stepped up step by step, and gradually reached the final ladder.

Chen Wang looked dull at the figure standing at the end, and the last blow, stepping from the void, was imprinted in his mind like a godlike figure, which could not be erased. Eighteen strong men, all kinds of martial arts hidden He learned everything he could.

The silver cloak moved without wind, and he walked towards the gate of the fairy palace.

Long Mu and Chen Wang flashed their bodies at the same time, with a very strong desire, they also want to step into them.

However, when they were about to go up, Ye Futian turned around, and those cold eyes gazed at the two. At this moment, the figure appeared in their minds, like a godlike figure, giving them a kind of Feeling unable to resist, then, they seemed to see the **** blast a palm print, covering the sky and covering the whole world they could perceive.

The two rebelled, however, without any suspense. When the palm print fell, they returned to the lower part of the stairs, their bodies lying on the ground, spit blood, and all the internal organs felt that they were about to be shattered.

Long Mu looked up hard at the figure at the end of the staircase. Ye Futian, surrounded by various fortunes, was like a true god.

Later, he saw Ye Futian turn around and walk into the imperial palace.

"Boom." The gate of the imperial palace was closed, and an invisible force was shaking. At this moment, the entire Wuyun battlefield seemed to tremble.

"What's going on?" At this moment, the vast and endless battlefield of military transport, everyone looked down and looked up into the distance.

The martial arts battlefield was shaken.

Long Mu and Chen Wang sat on the ground and looked at the closed Xianmen, not feeling in their hearts.

Long Yitian came here and was hailed as the first talent in the Holy City. Although they did it today, the means were not glorious, and they were not achieved by strength.

However, they seem to have witnessed a character who might be more outstanding than Long Yitian. Not only did he come here, he also broke into the imperial palace.

But at the moment, they don't even know who this person is.

After a while, the sound of rumbling came, Long Mu and Chen Wang's faces changed slightly, looking up at the Xian Palace, and saw that the Xian Palace suddenly burst into an extremely bright light, this light was moving towards the entire Wuyun The battlefield radiated away, like a sacred and incomparable force, spilled onto the vast battlefield of Wuyun.

The fairy palace is shaking.

Subsequently, the military battlefield also shook together.

The shock was getting stronger and stronger, and their bodies were shaking together, and there was a fairy stone falling on top of the fairy palace, as if it was collapsing.

At that moment, in the battlefield of the Wu Yun, many people who were still looting the Wu Yun found that the Wu Yun souls in front of them suddenly disappeared.

"How could this be?"

Countless people are trembling. Is this the battlefield of the military fortune to collapse?

what happened?

"Look at the ninth floor." Many people looked at the ninth floor, and they found in horror that the vague fairy palace was collapsing a little at the moment, and the sacred palace was being destroyed.

Long Mu and Chen Wang are here. When they saw the scene in front of them, they faintly understood that the military battlefield might be waiting for someone, so they ended the mission ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At this moment, a figure directly Rushing out of the fairy palace was the figure of the silver cloak. He was so fast that he rushed out of the ninth floor directly.

When returning to the eighth floor, the Black Wind Eagle had turned into a demon bird on standby, and they were all on it for the rest of his life. When Ye Futian's figure fell on its back, the body of the Black Wind Eagle flashed out quickly, exiting from one of them Rush out quickly.

Even if the military battlefield did not collapse, Ye Futian would let Heifeng Diao take them away for the rest of his life. Obviously, this eighth floor cannot be left.

At this moment, outside the battlefield of the Wu Yun, the strong men of the three courtyards looked forward with shock, and there was a roar in that mysterious space, as if shaking.

"What happened?" There are powerful figures with sharp eyes, and such situations have never happened in countless years.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Long Linger asked to Madam Long.

"I don't know," Mrs. Long shook her head. "But it must be a big deal."

She has a dignified look, and the military battlefield has a great relationship. It is a place of great fortune in the three courtyards, which is extremely important.

However, the sense of vibration became stronger and stronger, and at this time, someone rushed out of it.

"What's the matter?" Many people asked at the same time, and the rushed disciple looked up at the crowd, his eyes filled with shock, and he said, "The battlefield of Wuyun is collapsing."

"It's impossible." One strong said: "What happened?"

"I don't know. The disciples only saw a light emitted from the Ninth-tier Fairy Palace, which radiated the entire battlefield of the Wu Yun. Then, that fairy palace collapsed, and then the entire battlefield of the Wu Yun." He said with a trembling body, Later, disciples stepped out one after another, and some people said, "Wu Yunsheng Ling has disappeared."

"The military battlefield may become history."

Many people have a shocking thought in their hearts, and their hearts cannot be calm!