The Legend of Futian

Under the abyss, Ye Futian wrapped himself and Xia Qingyu in it like a cocoon.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something, the ancient branches and leaves surrounding the body spread toward the surroundings, and then, like the same blooming flower, the figures of him and Xia Qingyu gradually appeared.

They still closed their eyes. Ye Futian has been recovering during this time, while waiting for the opportunity, he did not expect that the evil thought now seems to recede on its own.

Next to Ye Futian, Xia Qingyu sat quietly there, and she closed her eyes as well. At this moment, there was a little hotness on her cheeks, her eyelashes moved, and her bright eyes narrowed into a gap and looked quietly. At first glance, a handsome face came into view, with long silver hair moving with the wind, so free and easy.

Xie Ye Futian seemed to feel something, and she also opened her eyes, Xia Qingjie's eyes dodged and looked away.

However, at this moment, her pupils contracted slightly, and she felt tight all over, and her breath swept out instantly.

Ye Ye Futian also looked forward, his eyes suddenly changed, a cold feeling came, as if the hair on his body was going to stand up.

I stood in front of them, even standing a figure.

There was no breath of this figure standing there, and even his presence could not be sensed, as if it was a nothingness, but he stood there and looked at him quietly, his eyes were terrible The blood-red awns, just a glance, let Ye Futian and Xia Qingyu's will be penetrated directly.

I was surprised that someone was there.

What about Ruri Saint?

"Ye Futian has seen his predecessors." Ye Futian was tense, shouting at the figure in front of him, the other person still looked at Ye Futian, without any expression on his face, and even his body seemed to exist in nothingness.

"Om." The other's body flickered, disappeared directly from the abyss, Ye Futian looked up, only a ray of breath remained.

"Go." Ye Futian opened his mouth, shaking his body upwards and heading towards the abyss. After a while, Ye Futian appeared outside the abyss, only to see that all the people above were stunned, his eyes were all staring That figure appeared.

Qi Qi Xuanzhang looked extremely dignified, and the appearance of this appearance gave him an irresistible feeling.

And, he turned out from the abyss, who is this?

Later, they saw Ye Futian and Xia Qingyu coming, their hearts were relieved, and it was fine.

However, Ye Futian also seemed to be staring at the figure, not knowing who it was.

Zhan that figure stepped forward, step by step forward, the direction in which he is moving, is the direction of the rest of his life and Ye Wuchen.

More precisely, it is the direction of Ye Wuchen.

He looked at the sword in Ye Wuchen's hand, there had never been a wave of red eyes flashing.

"Predecessor." Ye Futian saw this scene extremely tense, his body flickered forward, but felt an invisible force directly covering his body, he was floating in the air, unable to move at all.

The other side still turned his back, as if he had not released his power at all.

This ability is so scary, as if there is an invisible hand in the void.

"No dust." Ye Futian looked nervously over there, but the figure didn't seem to mean to hurt Ye Wuchen, he still just stood there watching quietly.

Ye Wuchen still stood there like a statue, holding the sword in both hands, only his body was still surrounded by the spirit of the demon, and constantly poured into his body, and around him, countless kendo airflows came together As if never stopped.

Finally, the figure reached out its hand.

"Boom." The rest of his life stepped out, worried that the other party would hurt Ye Wuchen. When he walked in front of Ye Wuchen, he saw the other's palm waved, and his body was directly flung out. It was not a class at all.

When the opponent's palm was extended, Ye Wuchen's body hung up a little, and when he gripped the palm, Ye Nuchen's countless air currents all poured into his body. At this moment, Ye Wuchen's face The lines twisted wildly.

But at this moment, there was a terrible red glow in the eyes and eyes of that figure, a ray of light rushed directly into Ye Wuchen's eyes, and for a moment, those roaring thoughts in Ye Wuchen's mind were quiet. Come down and merge into Ye Wuchen's will.

Qi Qi Xuanyuan's eyes only stared at each other, this person's strength may be so strong that they could not imagine.

旋转 The palm of his hand slightly rotated, and the wind and clouds on the sky suddenly changed, and numerous swords appeared on the void, covering the sky.

一 A slight grip on his palm, in an instant, countless sword intentions turned into bright light, rushing into Ye Wuchen's body.

Ye Wuchen's body changed from being suspended to lying there. The horrible kendo on top of the sky washed his body and rushed into him madly. His body shivered constantly. Ye Futian they saw this scene only I felt my breathing stopped and I was extremely nervous.

However, they simply cannot intervene.

"Boom!"

Countless swords mean one, Ye Wuchen's body seems to be transformed into an extremely sharp sword, straddling the sky and the earth.

"Om."

At this moment, Ye Wuchen's eyes opened, and a radiant Jianmang shot, his body was like a sword.

The puppet lying in the void slowly stood up and floated there. When they saw the leaves of the sky, they all showed a strange touch.

The mysterious strongman is helping dustless?

"The younger Ye Yechen, thank the seniors for the point." Ye Wuchen bowed and said.

The opponent raised his hand and waved. Suddenly Ye Wuchen's sword was suspended in midair, and he sang loudly. Looking at the sword, there was a wave of waves in the mysterious figure's eyes.

Raising his hand, the sword flew directly to Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen looked at the sword, and then looked at the mysterious humane: "Is this the sword of the predecessor?"

"Hanzhou."

The mysterious figure spit out two words in his mouth. This was the first time he spoke. When he spoke, the sword screamed and seemed to tremble.

As if it heard his name.

"Sword name, Hanzhou." Ye Wuchen looked at the sword floating in front of him.

With a mysterious sigh, he is no longer him, and Hanzhou has already broken, and he has transformed into countless broken swords. This sword is a new sword and should be reborn.

"The sword is a broken sword, and there is no spirit of that year, you name it again." The mysterious strongman said.

Ye Ye looked cleanly at the other side and knew that the mysterious strong man was serious. He held out his palm and held the sword. Is this a broken sword?

He said that the broken sword fragments that suppressed the demons of the heavens were all transformed from this sword.

Today, the sword has lost its aura and power.

"Senior, please call Kyushu." Ye Wuchen said, he came from Kyushu.

The mysterious strongman looked at Ye Wuchen and nodded slightly.

"Why can't I sense the existence of my predecessors?" Ye Wuchen asked.

The mysterious strong man looked at Ye Wuchen, he did not answer, and of course he could not feel his existence, he was nothing.

He is the same as Ye Wuchen, except that Ye Wuchen is luckier than that.

Xu looked up, and above the void, the demon cloud rolled, as if the color had changed.

What will happen to this mountain of origin?

"Senior." At this time, Ye Futian stepped forward and asked, "Have the senior ever met my friend?"

Lili Sheng brought him into the abyss, but he did not see Li Sheng.

自然 Naturally, he didn't want Li Sheng to do anything.

Can she survive in that environment?

"Go away." The mysterious strongman calmly said.

Ye Ye trembled within a few days, so that Li Sheng is still alive?

Just, how did she go out?

The mysterious strong still looked at the void, and the endless demon cloud returned against the current, swept away towards the center of the mountain range of origin, not only him, but all the powerfuls felt when they looked up.

Where have those strong men come to the mountains of origin in these months?

Uh ...

The deep place in the mountain range of origin, the breath here is too terrible. The sky above is like the last days, the demon cloud is overwhelming, and it is madly rolling in one direction.

This area is experiencing shocking wars everywhere, there are wars of the imperial ranks, there are wars of the Cause, of course, mainly the existence of those emperor levels opened the way and swept forward all the way.

Those who blocked their way were sounds crawling out of the ground, as if given life.

"Boom ..."

皇 The existence of a person's emperor level releases extremely beautiful light, everything that has been passed is destroyed to nothingness, but even so, there is still a breath of palpitation in front of him.

"Come ahead."

皇 The emperor looked up and looked forward. In the distance, he saw a terrible storm converging above the sky, and there was a breath of breath that was extremely amazing.

In the vast space, the powerful men marched violently. After several months, whether it was the Emperor or the Holy Power, it was extremely difficult to reach this step.

During this period ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I don't know how many powerful people have fallen into the mountains of origin.

Yi Yidao moved forward, among the crowd, the Supreme Taoist Emperor of the Xiaoxiao Temple was also present, but now he is with the Emperor of the Xiaoxiao Temple, with thundering sounds on his body, moving forward.

In addition to them, the powerful men of the top powers have arrived, and they are heading forward in different winds.

Gradually, they came under a huge demon cloud, which circled in circles, like endless.

I raised my head and glanced, no matter what level of strong people, they felt a choking pressure, as if to overwhelm them.

This terrible demon cloud hangs over his head, sometimes he can see a demon shadow from it, as if to climb out of the demon cloud.

"Here it is." Someone went along this ruined demon cloud, and when he saw a lonely peak, he could see a white figure sitting cross-legged and looking like a scholar.

The figure in white, he even sat right in the center of the storm.

"What is this to do?" The powerful men secretly said.

The strong man at the Zixiao Heavenly Palace recognized the figure, the descendants of Gu's.

He is there, what is it?

Who is He who brings him here?

Ignore the sky.

如今 Now, who is he waiting for when he sits there?

They don't know the answer, they can only continue to step towards that mountain!

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