The Legend of Futian

However, such an ending is very much expected by many people. After the five people of Chiba City are out, Yantong of Yufu City and Zhuo Xu of Heiying's should compete for the breakout qualification, and a decisive battle should erupt.

The winner, ascend the dragon stage, ascend to the sky.

After Pang Xiao was out, about a third of the people lost their blood, but more than half of them bet Yantong and Zhuoxu.

Both of them, no matter which one wins, many people can make a fortune.

Therefore, people on both sides are looking forward to it.

Now, as long as the top five Chiba Castles are out first.

"Hands on." Yan Tong said, his voice dropped, his steps had already stepped out, the huge flame body was full of overbearing power, the eyes and pupils shot a terrible flame of fire, and the space where the five of them lived was all The glowing flames shrouded the meaning.

As if this space was transformed into a purgatory world.

At the same time, the people around Yantong killed the rest of their lives in the direction of both sides, the speed was extremely fast, and the erupting courage broke out.

The crowd saw that the rest of their lives did not escape, they took a step forward and rushed to the group of siege.

Yantong grabbed his palms towards the void, and the fire of inferno in that space turned into a fire of magma, and then gradually solidified, sealing the rest of his body in the fire of inferno. For ashes.

"Close." In the direction of the sky, a person grabbed the palm of his hand, and a golden pattern appeared on one side, and he moved directly towards the rest of his body, trying to seal him directly in purgatory.

Another person who is good at the idea of ​​space also solidifies the space where the rest of his life is located.

At this moment, the steps taken by the rest of his life seemed to stagnate there, completely sealed.

A group of people shot at the same time, and a person held a golden spear to pierce the void and directly pierced the body for the rest of his life.

One person blasted out the fist of the avenue, ran through the world, and blasted for the rest of his life.

The crowd only listened to the roar, the space seemed to be still, and everyone attacked, and they wanted to destroy the rest of their lives with one blow.

Zhuoxu chose to continue to attack Ye Wuchen. An endless dark stream of flames appeared around his body, revealing the terrible flame of silence, like a stream of death, covering the sky and covering the sky. With Ye Wuchen they attacked and left.

Ye Wuchen took a step forward, his eyebrows glowed brightly, his body was endlessly dazzling with swords, and suddenly thousands of kendo airflows appeared above the heavens. Each kendo airflow contained a broken path.

The Taoism merges into every ray of swords, and there is a regular flow, as if the eyes were born, killing the dark flames that cover the sky and continually destroying them.

However, the black fire was extremely overbearing, and it was able to destroy the sword and continuously destroy each other.

Several people killed him from the side. Qinzhuang moved his sword. A small sword array appeared behind him. Xu Que's sword intention flowed to his body frantically. He borrowed his sword from Qinzhuang. After all, he did not practice Qin Zhuang long.

Qin Zhuang has now touched the Tao, and it is not far from the Holy Reality.

When a person was killed, Qin Zhuang's palm waved, and the small sword array whistled and killed, directly across the void.

At the same time, the emperor's soul of Emperor Jiujie appeared, radiating a dazzling glory, and there was a faint ray of emperor's way. Although he still lacked some understanding, he could not comprehend the meaning, but by virtue of the emperor's blood, he broke out The coercion of Qin Zhuang is no less inferior to Qin Zhuang who understands Taoism.

The nine arrows serially shoot through the void, as Changhong runs through the sun, blocking the killer.

Several of them are more defensive.

At this moment, a breathtaking destruction of eruption broke out. I saw Zhuo Xu, behind him a dark figure, tall and mighty shore, shrouded by the fire of darkness.

Zhuo Xu was the emperor of the Heihe, and he practiced to the level of the emperor.

Therefore, for those who are born with evil spirits, it is easier to understand the meaning.

For example, Ye Futian, his process of comprehending Taoism is obviously easier than others, and many of them are shared.

Zhuoxu's palm was scratched toward Ye Wuchen in front of him. The dark handprints covered the sky, like a black hole containing destruction. It was created by an endless stream of black crickets. The dark fingerprints will be burned and destroyed directly.

Ye Wuchen's expression was solemn, the sword in his eyebrows shot out, and screamed, concealing the meaning of the road.

For a moment, the sword of heaven and earth flowed wildly.

The thousands of sharp swords are actually decreasing in concentration, and the swords are becoming less and less. The swords are shrouded in Ye Wuchen's body. Destroying all swords, but everywhere.

"Go." Ye Wuchen uttered a voice in his mouth.

Sword out, instantaneous.

The sword and the dark palm print collided together, and the black hole-like palm print directly burst and shattered, but the terrible sword power on the sword was also weakened and flew back to Ye Wuchen.

Li hate the sword owner to borrow sword from him, not only let him understand that Kendo is addition, but also subtraction.

One sword gives birth to double, three to birth, and ten thousand swords, which is Kendo.

Wan Jianhua is a sword, also Kendo.

At this time in another battlefield, many powerful men attacked the body of the rest of their lives at the same time, and wanted to destroy the body enclosed in it.

However, they saw that the dark golden stream flowing on the body's body was getting brighter and brighter, the terrible **** magma fire could not melt his flesh body, and the powerful attacking power of the people did not make him The body shattered.

"Such a strong physical body?" Countless people watching the battle inside the castle shook their hearts, and the attack of Yan Tong and others was definitely close to the Holy Attack.

Can't destroy his body?

What kind of body is this?

Ye Futian looked indifferent. After the medicine sacred entered the Dao Palace, many people took a medicated bath and experienced a full medicated bath for the rest of his life.

Moreover, the physical warrior born for the rest of his life is more powerful than his physique. For the rest of his life, he is now almost infinitely close to the Holy Order.

"Boom." A loud noise, the fire of solidified magma, and the bright golden pattern all collapsed, and the rest of life bloomed with fiery dark gold rays, a ray of horrible dark golden magic light swept the world, and the horrifying magic road storm hit Everyone made them feel an overwhelming coercion.

For the rest of his life, his body was suspended in the air, with his body as the center, strands of dark magic power flowing wildly, covering this space, permeating towards the entire Shenglongtai.

Many people looked to their left and right, and wisps of dark magic swept beside them, making them feel the coolness.

At this time, the eyes of the rest of his life were permeated with the dark magic light, and he looked at it as if he was going to be plunged into the boundless darkness, and he wanted to submit to his feet.

The horrific flow of demon magic flows towards his body, making his body bigger and bigger, as if casting a body of law.

Soon, a demon **** body appeared, standing between heaven and earth.

"Kill." A man waved the palm of his hand, and a horrifying golden spear struck and killed him, hitting the demon **** body of the rest of his life, and it burst and shattered directly.

The rest of his life stretched out his hands, and suddenly a dark air flowed into his palm, converging into a dark demon battle axe.

"Boom." As he walked in the void, the world shivered. Everyone felt the power of suppressing the avenue, and fell in sync with it. The rest of his body straddled the void in one step, and fell in front of one person, the demon in his hand. The tomahawk slashed down, and the sky seemed to be split open.

The man's face was horrified, his palms rushed out like mountains, and the endless golden pattern wanted to seal the void.

However, as soon as the tomahawk was cut off, a loud noise came out, and the golden pattern was directly cut and split. The strongest man who first attacked the rest of his life was cut off directly, and blood was flying in the sky.

The noisy castle was quiet again, and the axe seemed to be splitting in their hearts.

What level of power is this?

Just then, a powerful sense of space came over the rest of his life. He turned around and stared at a person.

As soon as you step, Space Road seems to be disintegrating.

There are strengths and weaknesses.

"Boom." Another step forward, the opponent's body seemed to be unable to move and was suppressed there. He raised his hand for the rest of his life ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The Tomahawk slashed again, the opponent roared, and the body broke free from the repression force. Backing down, an axe slashed down from the sky, and a sharp voice came out. There was a blood spout in front of the man, and blood splattered. He yelled, "I give up the battle."

There is no such thing as abandoning the battle of the sleepy dragon. As long as the rest of his life is willing, he can still cut the opponent.

But for the rest of his life, he only glanced at the other side slightly, and then looked at other people, those sage peak figures in the major cities, with a little fear in his eyes.

Those black eyes and pupils are deep and boundless, as if they can see a demon god, overlooking everything in the world.

They are all top figures, and they are very confident in their own strength, otherwise they will not come to participate in the battle of sleepy dragons.

But somehow, at this moment their strong confidence seemed to collapse.

As if, some people are inherently invincible.

The person in front of him is such an existence.

"Bang." The rest of his life struck, trembling in their hearts.

"I give up."

"I give in." Each figure retreated from the battlefield.

Actually, he retreated without a fight.

They don't want to face that axe. Although participating in the battle of the sleepy dragon is very dangerous and may be fatal, but no one really wants to die, all to fight for an opportunity.

But nowadays, what are you struggling with since being invincible?

As for what they promised to have in Prison City, it is less important than their lives.

Let Yan Tong fight with this guy.

The people in the castle trembled more than once, with one person, two axes, many top figures, and retreated without fighting.

Yantong and Zhuoxu, are they really winning? One of them must be able to sleep and rise to heaven?

The battle of the sleepy dragon is always someone who can break everyone's expectations, it has happened many times before.

Today, it happened again, and it came so shocking!