The Legend of Futian

Do you want to die!

Please die!

The words of both seemed to be full of impeccable pride and absolute confidence in their own strength.

Ye Futian begged to die, and the God of Heaven turned toward the nine strongest men.

I saw the cold head of the God of Heaven, looking cold, since I beg you to die.

Nine people released the same avenue breath, surrounded by divine sounds, homophonic avenues, madly gathering, the killing air raged in the heavens and the earth, and forced to the extreme.

That Qianqiu pen released the light of peerless killing, the pen town Qianqiu, cut through the void.

Everyone felt the horrific killing meaning above Ye Futian's head. This magnificent pen is magnified, like a boulevard pen, and a stroke can break the road and destroy everything.

Many sacred figures among the crowd watching the war felt how powerful this killing spirit was.

At this time, Ye Futian, under the Qianqiu pen, seemed extraordinarily small.

But it is this seemingly small figure, but the light on his body is getting brighter and brighter. The fairy light shoots and radiates to nine days. The vast and immense space seems to have an extremely wonderful breath. In that unparalleled killing In the air flow, behind Ye Futian, there seemed to be an invisible figure, like a shadow of a fairy.

Moreover, it is shaped by Ye Futian.

"Immortal soul." The powerful men looked up in shock, they all stared at Ye Futian in the void, this is the immortal soul form.

"He is releasing the immortal law." There is a slight wave in the hearts of all people, especially those in Haotian City. The immortal law is of great significance to Haotian City, not to mention the lost immortal law.

The last time Ye Futian used it once to save Wang Yanbing, but it was to save people, and the people did not really see the use of the immortal spirit.

Today, this centuries-old fairy law fairy spirit will be used in the battlefield, blooming in Ye Futian's hands, how powerful is it?

No one knows.

But everyone is staring at Ye Futian.

At the moment when the immortal soul was brought into bloom, the meaning of Tiandi Avenue seemed to become more powerful and powerful, and the airflow of the avenue madly poured into the immortal soul. The white-haired figure looks like a real immortal, so that the illusions of the idols around his body are also attached with fairy light.

"Bang." I saw Ye Futian stepping in the void, this step stepping out, the sky shaking, thousands of idols walking on the sky, suppressing the avenue, crushing the void, and colliding with the crazy killing airflow, the sky and the earth were cloudy. change.

The runaway space is even more chaotic. Not only here, but the nine strong men in the distance felt a very violent amount of repression, faintly creating a strong sense of oppression.

They frowned slightly, especially the strong head, and he felt a strong threat from Ye Futian at this moment.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

"How do you let me die?" A proud voice came again, and with another step, Ye Futian's palms stretched out across the front, and suddenly the nine strong men only felt that the soul was shaking.

"This ..." Their faces were shocked, and when they looked at Ye Futian, they were like seeing a majestic immortal in front of them.

This feeling is extremely wonderful, there is nothing clearly in front of them, but the towering fairy shadow is imprinted directly in the soul, overwhelming the soul, making their breath disorder, and the cooperation of the divine sound also appeared poor, void. The killing airflow in the country was not so stable, and it turned into a wild storm and was blowing at random.

Qianqiu pen trembled slightly, but it was not as trembling as before, it seemed that the idea of ​​controlling Qianqiu pen was affected, making Qianqiu pen less stable.

"What's going on?" Someone from the Nine Greats asked with a voice, and they actually developed a feeling that the spirits and souls seemed to be out of their control, as if the palm prints of Ye Futian stretched out, and they had a demented soul. Ability.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, and even directly affected the god's sound technique they released, and the control of Qian Qiu Bi also was greatly affected.

Feeling the power of Qian Qiu, Ye Futian knew that what he thought was right. The power of fairy spirit can not only increase the combat power, but also restrain the opponent. God's magic requires the cooperation of nine people. It can break the cooperation of the opponent, and faintly restrain the other.

"boom."

Ye Futian stepped forward again, the void trembled, the killing air was smashed away madly, and the Qianqi pen that was killed was shaken away.

Seeing this scene, many of the strong men in the God of Heaven's face changed their faces. Obviously, they also felt that something was wrong.

The resonance of the divine sound is destroyed, and the explosive power is not strong enough because of different resonances.

After Ye Futian released the fairy spirit, it seemed to suppress the divine sound.

Everyone had no time to flash too many thoughts, and saw Ye Futian stepping on the sky, one step across the void, idol stepping on the sky to suppress the void, this time, directly suppressing the body of the other nine strong men, not only The oppression of the flesh, the Gods of the Nine Gods towards the nine strongest, even felt the repression of the soul, as if they were to be crushed away from the flesh, which made their breathing seem to be stagnant and extremely uncomfortable.

Followed by a **** fist, the idol fissure and empty fist directly bombarded and killed, invading the void where the nine people are located. This fist contained the power drawn by the immortal soul.

Standing together, the bodies of the ten gods were shaken to different positions in an instant, the formation collapsed, and a muffled sound was heard, and even two of them vomited blood directly and their faces were pale.

"This……"

In the vast expanse of the sky, everyone saw the heart beating, and the people of Haotian City set off a great wave in their hearts.

Is this the magic power of the fairy law lost for thousands of years?

The immortal soul led out, and the situation reversed for a moment, suppressing the divine sound.

Moreover, this immortal method seems to have a very powerful magical effect. Maybe they can't perceive it directly in the face of Ye Futian, but the nine strongest men in the God of Heaven must be greatly affected, otherwise they won't collapse in an instant.

I saw Ye Futian's breath did not dissipate. After shaking the people, the immortal soul remained, the fairy light surrounded the body, taking Ye Futian's body as the void, and the vastness of the void was suppressed by his prestige.

He lifted his feet and stepped out.

"boom."

The sound of the Xiangming suppresses the sky and crumbles in the void. The nine strong men of the Heavenly Gods are attacked by the idol stepping technique at the same time, and a **** is crushed towards them.

"Boom, boom, boom ..."

I saw a strong body directly shocked to fly again, vomiting blood, qi and blood rolled in the body, the spirits were shocked, and the breath was madly weakened.

Even though they are all evil-level figures of the God of Heaven God, but without the blessing of the divine magic technique, how can they prevent Ye Futian's idol from stepping on the sky.

This step is enough to suppress them.

The only person who was headed by the previous one was recalled by Qian Qiubi. Qian Qiubi was continually beheaded and killed. The killing air stream killed the idol figure that came to it, but even so, his spirit was shaking and the breath was unstable. With.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt stiff, and saw a figure walking towards him, Ye Futian's palms extended forward, and he buckled into the void. It suddenly seemed that the image of the immortal soul was smashed down from the air, his spirit It seemed like he was trapped in the air. Although he knew it was just a feeling, he was still extremely uncomfortable, as if there was really an invisible big hand holding him.

"How do you let me die?" Ye Futian asked, embarrassed by the strength of the God of Heaven.

He asked before, do you want to die.

Today, this is the situation.

"Do you want to die?" Ye Futian asked back, his face was disastrous.

"Bang." He stepped out and stepped directly on top of his spirit, making his body tremble.

He released his will to the extreme and wanted to get rid of that feeling, but Ye Futian took another step forward and said, "Answer me."

I saw blood from the mouth of the strong man of the God of Heaven, and his face was pale. He couldn't move, and didn't dare to move. As long as Ye Futian made a force, he could really kill him directly.

"boom……"

Seeing that he did not answer, Ye Futian was another step. He was at the tipping point of collapse, and his heart twitched.

Countless people looked up at this scene, their hearts were undulating.

The strong man of the God of Heaven, was tortured by blood.

He asked Ye Futian, do you want to die.

Today, Ye Futian returned it to him.

Even if it is the God of Heaven 谕 www.ltnovel.com ~, it is not easy to intervene at this time.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be to hit your own face.

The voice of Xiangming trembled between the heavens and the earth, roaring wildly, as Ye Futian ’s idol stepped on the opponent ’s body step by step, on top of the soul, Tian Di Shen toward the strong has felt the five internal organs It seemed to be shattered, and the spirits were to be cracked.

There was a gloom in his eyes, and he said, "I don't want to."

His words fell, and he felt like the whole person was relaxed, but it was physical, but his heart was extremely painful.

"boom!"

Ye Futian took the last step and shook his body out.

His eyes glanced at the powerful men of the God of Heaven, and finally fell on the Prince of God of Heaven, saying: "Apart from the resonance of the divine sound, no one is the enemy of one. The strength of one person is ok. ? "

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