The Legend of Futian

After all, Xihua Shengjun spoke, and he had no choice.

This time, not only Ye Futian was going to deal with him, the little princess Xia Qingyu also brought someone to him, he had no way back.

The Most Holy Palace has an area that is rarely visited on weekdays. There are many tombstones on the tombstone. Each name is engraved on the tombstone. These names are all those who died in the Holy War in the Most Holy Palace.

At this time, Xihua Shengjun was detained here, on a tombstone in the middle of the tombstone.

Xihua Shengjun realized that what was going to happen, and his face looked extremely pale.

In the Holy Palace, a group of figures came together, standing behind Ye Futian, and looked extremely solemn.

Xihua Shengjun was imprisoned on the execution platform, and chains appeared out of thin air, locked on his body, and even directly penetrated his bones, making him unable to stand firmly.

"Kneel down." Ye Futian said coldly.

"Ye Futian, in any case, I was the master of the Xihua Sacred Mountain, the giant of the Kyushu side, and now you are taken by you. If you kill it, you kill it. Why do you humiliate me so much?" Xihua Shengjun said angrily.

Knelt down and executed?

He is Xihua Shengjun.

Land of Kyushu, the overlord of Dongshu.

"You have instigated the alliance between King Zhou Sheng and Zhi Sheng to launch a jihad in the holy places in Kyushu. How many people have lost their lives. Even if you die thousands of times, it is not enough to atone for this. What does it have to do with who you are? Ye Futian's voice was calm and indifferent, and said, "Kneel down and repent."

The words fell, and a horrible sword screamed past, penetrating Xihua Shengjun's legs and running through his knees. Xihua Shengjun's legs fractured, and he fell to his knees directly on the ground. His face was distorted and angry. Extremely looked at Ye Futian.

"Princess, I once sat down for the emperor Xiahua to sit down the prince of Xihua Shengshan in Dongzhou. How can this be?" Xihua snarled at Xia Qingyu.

"After defeating and abandoning Xihua Shengshan and fleeing, regardless of how you call yourself Xihua Shengshan Shengjun." Xia Qingjie looked indifferent, and above Xihua Shengjun's head, a number of figures appeared there, there was a fighting , Xu Shang, Zhuge Qingfeng and other desert all Saints.

The divine power permeated them, and a terrifying force of destruction fell down, descending on the body of the Holy Mountain of Xihua.

Today, the blood of the emperor Xihua will be sacrificed to those who died in the temple.

Many disciples of the Most Holy Palace gathered here, and their eyes stared at the front, all with a solemn expression.

Among them, those who had experienced those jihads had red eyes and faint tears, especially those of the older generation, who felt the deepest.

Those battles were too terrible.

The first time Zhou Shengwang led a large army to kill, he almost destroyed the Tao Palace. At that time, the fighting did not hesitate to lead the Holy Tribulation to help the battle. Only then did the Holy Palace disappear and the Tao Palace had a chance to die.

Until the outbreak of the most terrible and amazing battle, the wife of the palace master Hua Xieyu died in that battle.

Although it has been a long time, but in retrospect, it still seems to be vivid and unforgettable.

Those who later entered the Taoist Palace, although the most holy Taoist Palace is now very popular, but the holy war has long become an immortal legend in the desert state. Everyone who enters the Taoist Palace remembers that period of history. The atmosphere was infectious, with the same solemn look.

The terrible holy light fell down and fell upon the prince of Xihua as if robbing the light.

Xihua Shengjun looked up at the people angrily, his eyes were red, should he let him die so humiliatingly?

He had looked at everything very peacefully, and even death was already prepared, but Ye Futian didn't want him to die so happily.

Instead, nail the name of his prince Xihua to the pillar of shame in the desert state.

"Kill." At this moment, Ye Futian uttered a voice, and suddenly the Lord of the Fangong Palace from the deserted state to the Holy Palace dropped the devastating attack at the same time. The sky was like the last days, and the terrible power passed directly from Xihua Saint The top of Jun's head penetrated.

Xihua Shengjun's body trembled violently, his eyes opened wide, still showing humiliation and unwillingness, he roared, Qiqiao shed blood, and the devastating attack continued to fall.

This is a punishment to end the life of Xihua Shengjun, the once overlord of Dongzhou.

How stubborn is the vitality of the sacred realm. Xihua Shengjun struggled for a long time, and his life force finally completely dissipated. His body was lying softly on the ground, turned into a corpse, a hegemon, and died in the Holy Land Palace.

When he died, he was still kneeling there, bowed his head, repented, and his body was chained to the stone monument, which was truly miserable.

Ye Futian watched this happen calmly, without sympathy and compassion, even if it was the Lord Xihua, this was the punishment he deserved.

Behind him, someone handed Ye Futian a wine glass, which was full of wine. He sprinkled the wine in front of the cemetery, and then bowed down to worship the many tombs.

The deserted state is not the former deserted state, and the Dao Palace is not the Dao Palace yesterday.

The Most Holy Palace, in the future, will become the strongest force in the land of Kyushu. Kyushu's unique spiritual shrine will be spread all over the world. Those who practice in the palace, especially those who have participated in the jihad, will be proud of the resources. , Has a brilliant future.

But the deceased is dead, and those who died for the Taoist Palace, for them, not only can't see the glory of the Taoist Palace today, they can no longer enjoy everything after the glory of the Holy Palace.

The Tao can be stunned, it is just self-consolation.

To die is to die, and there is only one life.

As if affected by this atmosphere, all disciples of Dao Gong bowed down to worship with Ye Futian, solemnly and solemnly.

"Those who died in the war, if their family members are still alive, will be given the best practice resources, and the elders will personally teach and treat them kindly." Ye Futian said.

"The palace master rest assured that we have always done this before." Sword Demon and others came forward and said to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian nodded. In that case, he would feel relieved.

"Today, they are only Ji Sheng, the Holy Light Hall." Ye Futian murmured, but he wanted to see, Ji Sheng, how long he could hide.

Waiting for death, it must not be a comfortable thing.

"Let's go." Ye Futian turned around, and the people in Dao Gong gave way one after another.

At this time, Ye Futian had an idea in his heart, and it was time for the Lord of the Holy Palace to spread.

Nowadays in the land of Kyushu, the status of the Tao Palace is as stable as Mount Tai. No one can shake it. Everything is on track. Even after he became holy, it is even more so. The remaining holy sites in Kyushu will know about the upper world, plus Now that Xihua Shengjun is dead, he will not need to continue to be the master of the Tao Palace until the death of the Holy Light Palace.

After all, he rarely goes back to the Nether. The reason why he did not resign from this position is because the Taoist palace still needs him, and he is a sign, the symbol of the most holy Taoist palace.

Ye Futian glanced at the fighting next to him. Now Dao Gong is outside the fifth house, and the teacher fights the central Dao Gong. Moreover, the teacher used to be the master of the war holy palace. Second to the Sage Palace.

If he gives way, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate place for the teacher to take over the position of the Taoist Palace. The Holy Taoist Palace has always been the teacher's faith.

As for the matter of the upper heaven, although Xihua Shengjun has confessed, the ending is worse than he expected.

Xihua Shengjun knows too little, just knowing that a mysterious person found him and let him take his shot.

As to who the other party does not know at all, and the other party is also good at change and concealment, they are still arranged seamlessly. What they can determine now is that this is indeed driven by someone behind them. They already know this, so it ’s not so. important.

The key clues are still not available. There is no flaw in this game.

"In the past, when the monarch was hiding in the upper realm, although he has been staring at people, he has been in contact with too many people. For such a long time, it is impossible for everyone to stare. Since the other party is good at hiding identity and can hide the holy realm The breath was covered up, but now I am afraid that I can't find it already. "Beside Ye Futian, Xia Qingyu said.

Ye Futian nodded gently: "Now it can only be guessed and ruled out. The princess thinks, how many people or forces can Xiatianjiejietian complete this game?"

Xia Qingyu glanced at Ye Futian, and she naturally understood Ye Futian's meaning. She was able to make such a meticulous layout without leaving any flaws, and was able to contact Xiao Sheng, so that Xiao Sheng did not dare to speak at last.

There are not many such people in the Xia Dynasty.

Probably, only the characters at the top level can have such ability and power.

"After I go back, I check it carefully." Xia Qingjie said.

"Thank you Princess." Ye Futian whispered softly. These days, Xia Qingyu has done a lot for him.

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The death of Xihua Shengjun soon spread throughout the land of Kyushu, the vast Kyushu, countless people with emotion.

The Xihua prince, who had been famous all over the world, called on King Zhou Sheng to initiate a jihad against the Taoist palace, but he did not expect that he would eventually humiliate and die in this way.

Today's Daomiya makes Kyushu feel awe.

It is said that Ye Futian has been sanctified.

On this day ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Wangzhou to the Holy Palace, a strong breath came from the void, and in the palace, many figures stepped forward, and then they heard sounds coming out.

"The Palace of Endless Sea and Sea, come and meet the Lord of the Leaves."

"The endless Haibei Hades, come and meet the Lord of the Leaves."

"Endless sea and sky, come and meet Lord Ye Gong."

A loud voice sounded, with a sense of humility. Not only did the three holy places come, but the Lord of the Holy Land came in person with respect and trembling.

Now their hearts also collapsed, and they received the news that Shenghua Xihua was found by Ye Futian on a small island in the endless sea. According to the people on the island, Ye Futian only destroyed one finger with one finger.

Ye Futian today is not Ye Futian before.

Even though they once surrendered to the Most Holy Palace, they were nothing but jealousy. After all, the grievances of jihad still exist. Now, seeing Ye Futian being so strong, can I not be afraid? Ye Futian is looking for them to settle the bill, and he and Xihua Shengjun The same ending!