Cult of the Sacred Runes

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"Hurry up!" Ye Wei figured and swayed to the side of the sword fairy and urged him. [

Sword Fairy and Shen Yu both looked at Ye Wei in a foolish way, and now there are still some that are not coming back.

Under the urging of Ye Wei, several people turned into streamers and rushed toward the remains of the Seven Hells, leaving only an unpredictable back to the audience.

"The river stepping into the emperor's position is not the opponent of Ye Wei. After a month of the island's main battle, Ye Wei defeated the island owner without any difficulty!"

"Oh, with the strength of Ye Wei, it is possible to lose seventy-two island owners! Qingwu Island finally hopes to establish an immortal monument again!"

"Building an immortal monument? That is no glory!"

Everyone looked at the back of Ye Wei's departure. They all felt that Ye Wei could easily defeat the island owner, and even hoped to defeat the seventy-two island owners in succession and establish an immortal monument.

The strong people who are mingling in the green fog island know that once they defeat the seventy-two island owners, they can build an immortal monument in the green fog island, but in the past few years, only three strong people have established immortal monuments.

Unless you have the overwhelming strength, it is really impossible to beat 72 island owners in a row!

Of course, once an immortal monument is established, it represents not only the supreme glory, but also the endless wealth. If Ye Weizhen can defeat the 72 island masters continuously and establish an immortal monument, he can get from the seventy-two islands every year. Take 10% of the income!

10% of the income does not sound like much, but think of the amazing ability of the seventy-two islands to collect money, even if only 10%. That is also an astronomical number!

However, these strong people on the scene are afraid of dreaming. Ye Wei, who can no longer ignite the power of emptiness, not to mention defeating the 72 island owners in succession, and a Huang Quandao lord, Ye Wei is afraid that he can't beat.

After a long discussion of the heat, the crowds of the crowds gradually dispersed.

Just as the five men of Ye Wei and Jian Xianzi were heading for the Seven Hells, before the Seven Hells, the void was rippled. A group of powerful and powerful people came out of the void.

There are hundreds of strong people, the age is not big, but the strength of each one is not weaker than the Jiangyue month that has not yet entered the emperor's position. This is a group of young talents!

The four people who are headed are even more powerful!

This group of people is not someone else. It is one of the top ten sects of the ancient swordsmen of the elite, and the four emperors are their teachers.

Those who are qualified to be the elite disciples of the ancient swordsmen are repaired as at least the middle emperor!

The four median emperors are like the stars in the dark night. It’s dazzling. Although it is only standing quietly, but the emptiness of a thousand miles can not help but a wave of water ripples, even the flames burning on the edge of the seven hells seem to have sensed the terrible of these four emperors, converging The tongue that is spurting.

However, among the group of young geniuses, one person’s ray overshadowed the four middle-ranking emperors, who are like the moon in the night sky, shining brightly!

This person is in a black shirt. The dust is not stained, and the wide cuffs are embroidered with delicate texture. He holds the ancient sword, his cheekbones are high and high, and the whole person seems to be very thin, but there are hundreds of millions of swords in the eye.

He is the leader of the young generation of the ancient Jianzong, Haoran a sword - Wan Jiansheng!

In the return to the Yuan dynasty, Wan Jiansheng merged with 81,000 lines of gods, and enlightened the four-door stunned gods, the seven-star ancient sword in his hand, which was used by the seven-star sword master who was known as the sword **** in ancient times. The weapon of the gods, and the "spiritual soul" of the 95th ranking of the holy yuan list!

There are too many titles on Wan Jiansheng's head, and any one is enough to shock the world!

Like the leader of the Baihuazong youth generation, Lu Aozhu, can compete with the median emperor to strengthen hundreds of moves without defeat, Wan Jiansheng's strength compared with Lu Aozhu, more than nothing!

This group of hundreds of people suddenly came to the Seven Hells, it must have an extraordinary purpose!

"Master, do you really want to break through to the emperor's position?" Gu Jianzong, the elite disciple of the inner door, looked at Wan Jiansheng, and his eyes were full of awe.

"I have been at the level of the gods for 12 years. All sides have accumulated to the limit. It is also a time to break through, and there are no more drags on the seventy-two temples!" Wan Jiansheng bears Hands and eyes are calm, but it gives a sense of invisible oppression.

"Master, in the next three years, the ten major sectarian exchanges will begin. If you don't have a seat in the ancient swords, how can you compete with the other nine sects?" I thought of the top ten sects in three years, everyone It is a look of worry.

"Jiangshan has talented people. After three years, the top ten sects exchanges, naturally you are standing. You are the most outstanding talents among the elite disciples of my ancient swords. I believe that you can guard the face of the ancient swords. "Wan Jiansheng smiled and his eyes were calm, like an old well, not being shocked, calm and indifferent."

"No matter who can accept the purple magical demon, the strength will not be weaker than me!" Wan Jiansheng with a smile on his face, his eyes swept over hundreds of elite disciples of the ancient swords.

"You have to know that the sword spirit I received is only ranked 95th on the list of the holy things, and the purple magic is the 90th thing!"

"Master, you are too modest, even if I waited for the purple magic, I can't compare with you!"

"That is, the odd things are strong, but they must also be in the hands of them. Masters, you are a **** of heaven, a natural sword, and the perfect match with the strange thing "sword soul" is the perfection of our ordinary people. Can you compare?" Everyone shook his head again and again, revealing deep admiration in his words.

This is not a pure compliment, but a heartfelt one. Jian Wansheng is really strong, far more than the younger generation. The last ten sects of the Zongmen exchange will force the other nine leading sects of the younger generation.

"Since your masters believe in you, don't let him down!" The four middle-ranking emperors were looking at the seven hells that could not see the margins.

"Yes, we must not let the masters down!" said the hundred young strongmen respectfully.

"Go!"

Gu Jianzong and his party rushed into the seven hells.

After half an hour, the five figures were broken, and it was Ye Wei, Jian Xianzi, Shen Yu, Gong Qingxue and Yue Ling.

"Is this the Seven Hells?" Ye Wei stood on the edge of the Seven Hells, feeling the heat waves rolling in, the kind of burning of all things, so that he could not help but breathe, his face showed a somewhat surprised look.

The flames are soaring, the air is distorted.

The seven hells that have become ruined have such amazing power. It is not difficult to imagine how terrible the seven hells of the ancient times were, and how daunting it is.

"There are countless strong people in Qingwu Island, but few people dare to go to the Seven Hells!" The sword fairy squinted slightly, his face looked a little dignified.

"In the seven hells, even if the emperor is a strong man, if you are not careful, you may be degraded. You must be careful. Remember that life is the most important thing. Otherwise, even if this chasing moon is true, There is no point in it!" Ye Wei glanced at the crowd and looked at him with solemnity.

"Yeah!" Sword Fairy and Gong Qingxue nodded.

"Go!"

There is a passage in the endless fire, the hot waves make the space distorted, and the direction is not clear, but in the end it will lead to the core of the Seven Hells, and the Ye Wei five directly rushed to one of the passages.

Around the channel, the fire snakes around, the edge is dotted with a lot of dark black holes, exudes the power of amazing devouring, and even the turbulent flow can be seen in the faint, once it is involved in the black hole, there is the danger of falling!

Ye Wei and Jian Xianzi walked in the forefront, carefully avoiding those dark black holes and protecting the three people of Gong Qingxue, Yue Ling and Shen Yu.

After three or four hours, there was a purple light in front of the passage, and the five people of Ye Wei rushed out of the passage. The scene in front of them suddenly became wide and there was a feeling of seeing the sky.

Not far from the lake, but the lake is not water, but the hot flames of the heat waves, and far away is a series of peaks, the peaks are suspended in midair, the whole body is red, and the rocks are growing suddenly. Some plants, the rhizome is red, the leaves are broad, and some vines like pythons crawl on the cliff.

"Hey!"

"Hey! Hey!"

The hustle and bustle of the ancient beasts shook the mountains, making people chilling and their backs cold.

"Good rich fire element!" Ye Wei eyes bright, could not help but sigh.

The elements of fire here are almost turned into water, and they are extremely rich. They can't see the fire element in the sword fairy and Gong Qingxue, but Ye Wei, who inherits the martial arts heritage, can see clearly.

"If you are here to understand the power of fire, you can certainly do more with less!" Ye Wei is a little excited, since the development of the four major sources of the sea, his cultivation on the martial arts has nowhere to enter.

In the Dantian space, the four original sources of the sea, in addition to the power of the wind, the other three lakes are empty, if you can understand the power of the fire, the strength of Ye Wei will definitely make a qualitative leap again!

"Be careful!"

Just as Ye Wei was immersed in the excitement, the ear suddenly sounded an exclamation of the sword fairy.

I saw the front of the flame lake, a crocodile shaped like a crocodile, but the monster with a **** suddenly rushed out. The monster was covered with icy metal luster, and the body was a dozen feet long, like a hill.

The stout tail of the monster is like a steel whip, crushing the air, bringing up a series of piercing sounds, and suddenly killing Ye Wei!

This ancient beast!

"Get out of the way!" Ye Wei's eyes flashed in the cold, and a vast expanse of energy came out, gathered on the fist, and punched the tail of the ancient beast.

"boom!"

The air exploded, thunder and lightning, and the old beast suddenly flew out, squatting on the shore of the lake of flames, splashing countless flames, and Ye Wei could not help but back a few steps.

The power of the earthquake is great, and Ye Wei feels that his arms are a little numb!

The ancient beast does not understand the gods, does not repair the magical powers, only relying on the physical brute force, it will shake the leaves of Ye Wei.

"Good strength!" Ye Wei secretly exclaimed, the power of this ancient beast is much stronger than the wild beast!

~~(To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!