The Legend of Futian

On the Dao Zang Palace, Ye Futian broke through and Yunfeng chased out.

The people looked at the two backs, flashing a strange color in their eyes, and then they all emptied up and headed for the war zone.

Even Yun Shuisheng stepped forward after hesitating for a moment, and wanted to see this battle.

A large group of people walked in the air, and many people who practiced in the Most Holy Palace saw the void as a scene. Is there anything serious that ca n’t happen?

Some idle people also chased after the air, making this camp bigger and bigger.

At this time, a large number of people had already gathered in the Daodaotai area. At this moment, many people looked up at the void, and saw a group of people walking through the sky and heading straight for the direction of the Daotai platform.

"Someone is going to fight." The eyes flickered, and they stepped out, heading for Daotai.

I don't know who is going to fight on the road, which has caused such a big battle.

"That's Yunfeng, Dao Niu 96, the painter's descendants, the painter and Dao Zangxian are friends. Last year, he was sent to Dao Zangxian to practice. Although the realm is not high in the Most Holy Palace, but his talent is extremely high. Qiang, in the future will have the opportunity to hit the top of the road, who is in front of him? "Someone asked as he walked.

"Ye Futian, the 97th Daobang, the first person at the beginning of the Dao Palace battle." Someone blinked sharply, and looked at the two figures in the void with interest.

It is interesting that the two strong men on the Dao list are going to fight.

"I heard Ye Futian had a bad reputation after entering Dao Palace. Dao Zang Palace spread many of his rumors. Yunfeng once painted a portrait of Hua Jieyu and was burned by Hua Jieyu. Maybe it was because of this that he stirred up Ye Futian's anger. Only then did they dare to stand up and fight. "

There were many discussions around, and soon, many strong men gathered in the area around Dao Zhantai. In the void, Ye Futian dropped from the sky and landed on Dao Zhantai.

Subsequently, Yun Feng's body crossed a graceful arc, and countless scrolls around him flew along with him. He was dazzling, his body fell down, and he descended on the battlefield.

A figure came to the ground and fell in the surrounding area of ​​the Dojo platform, and as they guessed, the people who will conduct the Dao fight this time are the 96th and 97th Daobang. Yunfeng, and Ye Futian.

However, Yunfeng has already been the sixth-ranking prince. When Ye Futian entered the Taoist palace at the beginning, he was the ninth-ranking prince. Now I do n’t know if he has broken through. Even if he enters the eighth-rank princely state, it still seems a bit unwise to challenge Yunfeng.

Daozangong powerful figures came one after another, appearing around the Dao battle platform, looking at the two figures who have already set foot on the Dao battle platform.

The Daotai stage is very large, even a princely level war is enough.

Although fighting can break out at any place except the Sixth Palace of the Most Holy Palace, there are still many people who prefer to leave grievances on the battlefield to resolve them. This is a ritual.

Moreover, no one in the Holy Palace can intervene in any battle on the Dao Dao platform, that is, as long as you do not kill or waste, other people will not be allowed to control it.

It is voluntary to set foot on the battlefield. Your choice will naturally bear the consequences.

"Seeing you for the first time, you said that the first battle in the palace is luck. Now it seems that it is not true." Yun Feng looked at Ye Futian and said lightly: "But it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, this battle will be It will be confirmed that when you first enter the Tao Palace, you will be on the list of 97. Let me see how strong you are. "

Ye Futian glanced at Yunfeng and said, "I'm not interested in the number one on the list. I only know that after this battle, you will regret to know me."

The words fell, the gorgeous golden-winged Dapeng bird phantom appeared, Jinpeng's wings shone behind him, the sound of rustle in the palace of life came out, the will of the prince covered the vast void, and the aura of heaven and earth poured into his body frantically.

At the same time, powerful auras came together, turned into a golden long stick, a palm grip, the wings behind him trembled, Ye Futian's body slowly emptied, and a starry world appeared around the body.

Looking at Ye Futian, Yun Feng has always had a despicable name. Ye Futian, who directly admits no matter who challenges him, seems to have changed the norm today. He is so arrogant that he is the real one.

After this war, you will know, he defeated, he will reveal himself.

"The painter is also a summoner. My life soul is a painting. I have carved thousands of scrolls on the life soul. Observing the scrolls and painting the scrolls are my path to practice. Not anyone can enter my scrolls." Yun The peak faintly opened, apparently referring to the Huajie language.

"This will be the last thing you regret in this life." Ye Futian's words fell, and his steps moved forward.

"I have never regretted what I did." Yun Feng said lightly, waving his palm, and a picture scroll fluttered out at the same time. At the same time, his eyes and pupils seemed to become strange, an extremely terrible spirit. The storm shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the endless aura between the heavens and the earth poured wildly into those scrolls.

These engraved paintings, the aura into the painting, are powerful means of attack.

Suddenly, the scrolls of heaven and earth fluttered and flew towards Ye Futian. Ye Futian's body was full of paintings. A scroll of pictures devoured the aura between heaven and earth and burst out an amazing breath.

All the scrolls seem to be controlled by Yunfeng's mental power.

During his youth, Ye Futian encountered a person who practiced painting, Zhou Mu, but Yun Feng was obviously stronger than Zhou Mu. His life was painting.

These paintings are all carved by Yunfeng in the soul of the soul, and have similarities with Fa Yi.

Equivalent to Yunfeng battle, you can use thousands of methods to fight.

However, he must have spent a lot of time and energy engraving these scrolls.

"Bang, bang, bang." The scrolls floating around Ye Futian's body dissipated directly, and the roar of horrible monsters came out. In the void, those scrolls turned into a horrible monster, Zhenlong, Gu Feng, Qi Lin, Xuan Wu, Dapeng, Colossus, etc ... just like a terrible monster army.

Many people are trembling. This should be the first time Yunfeng has set foot on the battlefield. He started last year and is quite famous, but very few people really see this painter's descendants fight. Now he sees it with his own eyes, and his heart is shaking. No wonder he Able to enter the Dao Ranking with the middle princehood.

Painting Road, all things in the world, can enter the painting.

Spells, monsters, and implements can be used by artists.

An artist is also a summoner.

Each monster appearing in the void is portrayed by Yunfeng, concealing his power, possessing his realm, like a super beast in the middle princely realm, transformed into a monster army.

Many people are already mourning for Ye Futian. It is difficult to defeat Yunfeng in this battle.

Around Ye Futian's body, a number of void law chants appeared, and the aura poured into it frantically. Those emptiness law chants were filled with terrible power, the light of runes shone, and the power of destruction swallowed out.

This is the ability learned from Shirasawa.

At this moment, Yun Feng's spiritual power shrouded the vast battlefield. He looked indifferent, suspended in the air, waving his palms, and the monster army in the sky rushed toward Ye Futian, and the Daotai platform was turbulent at once.

Almost at the same time, those magic magpies burst out directly, the magic thunder **** magpie bloomed, and in a moment, the purple-gold light of thunder annihilated the void, and all the monsters were covered in an instant, and they exploded on the army of monsters, and those monsters were shaking But they still rolled down, they were out of the picture, they didn't know the pain at all.

But at this moment, in the starry sky, a golden figure flickered, and dashed out of the void in one direction.

There is a dazzling starlight around the body of this figure, and there is still a terrible storm. This storm is fused with the stars. It has the tearing power that devours and destroys everything. Many people see the golden body spinning down below the monster. Moving forward with a starry storm, the scene is extremely spectacular.

A giant elephant stepped down and wanted to step Ye Futian's body down into the void, but saw that Ye Futian didn't have any dodge, and shook up with the destruction of the starry sky storm. When the giant foot stepped on his body, the terrible storm directly Ye Futian's body continued to rush up into the sky, the star stick in his hand slashed out, directly split the body of the giant elephant, rushed out of this space like a golden lightning, and went straight to Yunfeng's body. go with.

Yunfeng's look remained the same. He waved his palm, and a scroll behind him continued to fly out. Those scrolls depict many magic weapons and weapons, and a sharp sword screamed in the sky. The sharp instruments went forward regularly to kill Ye Futian's body.

"Do you have mental control?"

Ye Futian looked cold, and a terrible chill came to this world. The extreme ice will shroud the void, so that Yunfeng's mental power felt the cold bone. The sharp swords were covered with frost, as if affected. Becomes less rapid.

"Om." The Golden-winged Roc bird flies through the void, passes through the sword space, and is then killed by a magical weapon transformed into a picture scroll. It is an all-encompassing ancient clock. Ye Futian covered it.

Ye Futian's body didn't stop in the slightest. He continued to go forward and saw the huge and boundless ancient bell killing him. He split the second stick without any hesitation. With the sound of a bell, countless people's eardrums trembled and the ancient bell broke.

"What a violent attack." Many people's hearts were shaking, Yunfeng saw Ye Futian continue to approach, frowning slightly, the sound of rattling came out, and the scrolls behind him were flying crazy forward, one by one the horrible gravity mountains Appear, kill down, crush everything.

The golden-winged roc's bird-like body rushed directly towards a mountain, with a long stick in front, wrapped in a terrible storm, and he passed directly through a mountain. At that moment, the mountain collapsed and destroyed madly. Other paintings The attack that was attacked again failed, and Ye Futian's body was getting closer and closer to Yunfeng.

"Go." Yunfeng waved his palms, and many scrolls flew out like pages of ancient books, and the sound of rattling continued. Those scrolls were blocked in front of Yunfeng, covering the entire void, and then all kinds of spells came. Horrible gravity oppressed them, flame **** birds rushed out, glaciers swept through the void, and meteorite fell down.

In a single thought, it seemed as if three thousand ways had bloomed, annihilating the void.

"Bang." Ye Futian's figure disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment he appeared before the attack attacked by a picture, and swept away with a stick to make it collapse.

The next moment, his figure appeared in the other direction, splitting a stick and breaking a void in the void.

His body moved forward toward that gap, the starry sky world was even more terrible, the sun and the moon hung high in the sky, the fire of the sun and the water of the shade fell down, and the meteorite storm carried by the body resisted the mad attack of the Taoist method, Constantly broken, but seeing his body, the body of the stars is like a godlike body, and every step out is like a wonderful rhythm, which makes the void oscillate and the heaven and earth are extremely heavy.

In these days, he has traveled to the Sixth Avenue area and practiced at Tongtian Tower for a period of time. However, it is by no means a waste of time. The ability of any attribute has become much stronger, and his willpower has also been strengthened.

Many people were shocked to discover that many of the methods that attacked Ye Futian were either refined by the flame furnace that was swallowed by the sun, frozen by the meaning of ice, or buried by a meteorite storm, even if the breakout came in front of Ye Futian, But it was also shattered by the terrible storm surrounding him.

The figure that stepped forward step by step gave a wonderful feeling, as if everything, to make way for him.

The loud sound of bang and bang came out, and everything was blown up and destroyed. Ye Futian's body was born with a mighty power, and those scrolls floating in the void and attacking seemed to be extraordinarily small.

Seeing Ye Futian step by step, Yun Feng's life soul floated in front of him. On the huge boundless scroll, a blurry figure was drawn. This figure was immense and boundless, like a god. Momentum.

This painting is Yunfeng's ultimate painting. He carved all his perceptions of spiritual practice into this illusory figure. The supreme existence in his imagination. Every time he progresses, the perception becomes deeper. The artistic conception of this painting is Will become stronger.

At this moment, Yun Feng's mental power poured into the painting frantically. At this moment, the figure seemed to come alive and came out of the scroll, like a supreme god, with an unparalleled momentum.

"This is Yun's ultimate painting, is it painting spirit?"

The figure coming out of the painting absorbed all the heaven and earth aura between heaven and earth, as if it had the most perfect body.

It is rumored that the painter uses his life-long sense of painting to become a real saint.

Yunfeng has seen many stronger figures and top sage figures. Therefore, the spirit of his paintings also contains an imposing momentum. At this moment, the figure lifted a boundless huge palm toward the Ye Futian's body slapped away, covering the void.

I saw Ye Futian continue to move forward, the tyrannical martial arts will bloom, forming a terrible aura, everything in the surrounding heaven and earth will be crushed by this aura, like an emperor.

"Well." Another step forward, Yun Feng's heart trembled, and then he saw Ye Futian lift his long stick, Ye Futian's figure seemed to become extremely powerful, and the 100-meter stick appeared, carrying heaven and earth. The trend, hacking down.

At this moment, Ye Futian's momentum seemed as if the painting spirit carved by Yunfeng was not weak at all.

The horrible sound came out, everything around it collapsed, and ordinary attacks couldn't get close. When the cudgel slashed down, the boundless huge figure burst his arm, followed by his head and body. Under the stick, everything is crushed.

The stick shadow chopped on top of the scroll, making the scroll shock, a snoring sound, Yunfeng spit out a blood, his face pale.

"You want to paint a god?" Ye Futian walked to Yunfeng, Yunfeng looked pale and looked up at him.

"It's better to paint me." Ye Futian's palms stretched out, directly holding Yun Feng's neck. Yun Feng put his hands on Ye Futian's arm and wanted to resist, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Ye Futian glanced back, the flame was blooming, and it was burned on a picture, which was a portrait of Huajieyu.

"How did you get on the list?" Ye Futian clasped Yunfeng's head and smashed directly toward the ground. Many people saw this scene trembling trembling violently.

"boom!"

The battle table shook and Yunfeng's blood was spitting. His hand tried to move Ye Futian's hand away, but he couldn't shake it.

Below the Dao stage, countless people in the Dao Zang Palace fixed their eyes there, especially Xiang Yanqin and Lian Yuqing, who looked at the scene on the Dao stage as if they were.

Yunfeng was tortured by blood.

Ye Futian still clasped Yunfeng's neck and did not let go. He said coldly, "You call me shameless and dare not to fight. Now, I have done it for you, but do you think you deserve it?"

After all, he lifted Yunfeng's body again ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and fell down again. Yunfeng's bones did not know how many roots were broken, but Ye Futian controlled it so well that it would not be abolished.

But even if it cannot be abolished, he will let Yunfeng never forget what respect is.

Xiang Yanqin's eyes were cold. She knew that although Ye Futian was talking to Yunfeng, it was not meant to be pointed, saying that they were other people.

Over the past few months, many rumors have ridiculed Ye Futian, but is he really afraid to fight? Not the first person's temperament?

Ye Futian told them now that he was not afraid, it was just the pride in his bones. Even if he was satirized, he didn't bother to care.

The corners of Yunfeng's mouth were all bloodstains. His face was as dead as a man, and he was no longer a man. He was regarded as a proud man, but now he was abused like this. Ye Futian intentionally humiliated him and humiliated him in the most cruel way.

"Enough?" Lian Yuqing said coldly.

Ye Futian raised his head to look at the other side, and smiled ironically: "It's you who want to fight, now it's enough to shout or you, this is what you mean? You can only humiliate me, not allow resistance?"

With that said, Ye Futian stood up, dragging Yunfeng's body and walking towards the edge of the Daotai platform step by step, watching Yunfeng's tragic situation, many people felt a little sympathy.

As Ye Futian said, I don't know if Yunfeng would regret to know him. The handsome young man who seemed harmless to humans and animals seemed like a devil when he angered him.

"This is the challenge you want. Are you satisfied?"

Ye Futian shook Yunfeng's body off the battlefield, and countless eyes fell on Ye Futian.

This is the first person in the real Daomiya selection battle!

PS: The five thousand-character chapter, do you think that chapter is enough to make up?

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