The Legend of Futian

In the Most Holy Palace, the disciples stepped out and came to the entrance to the Most Holy Palace.

Various people lined up, each looking at the distance, the scenery of Qiansheng Island is still the same, and the floating islands are like fairyland. In the near future, this fairyland will face jihad and may be occupied by the people of the Holy Week.

This holy war, fighting for Dao Gong, fighting for the deserted state.

The void is silent and extremely solemn, but only the eyes of the people are fortitude.

War will be a baptism.

In the distance, there is a bright golden light shining, the sky is dyed golden, and the eyes of the people in A wasteland are extremely sharp.

The army of the Holy Week of Da Zhou arrived.

A suffocating coercion permeated from a distance, too powerful, even if the distance is extremely far, you can still clearly feel how terrible that coercion is.

The dazzling golden phoenix is ​​spreading its wings above the void. The golden phoenix legion wearing a golden robe is so gorgeous. The phoenix car is so high that it looks like a god, overlooking all beings.

"King Zhou Sheng." Many people clenched their fists, they will face the King of the Holy Zhou Dynasty, the king who controls the dynasty.

The army was getting closer, and the regiments of the Holy Week of Da Zhou also swept towards the powerful men in the Holy Palace, with an indifferent look, their eyes and eyes were full of cold killing thoughts.

"stop."

A voice came out, beside the chariot on which King Zhou Sheng was sitting, a leader of the Golden Phoenix Legion waved his hand, and the army stopped moving, and the two legions were far apart, but for these powerful practitioners This distance can be crossed in an instant.

At this time, a young strong man wearing a gorgeous collar shirt stepped out of the Golden Phoenix Legion. He held the Golden Phoenix pattern halberd and pointed to the people of the Desert State Legion. He said coldly, "All the people in the Desert State, see the Holy King Don't bow down before salute. "

His voice billowed, reverberating between heaven and earth, as the King of Zhou Sheng, to overwhelm the people in the deserted state, to suppress the momentum of the deserted state.

"I heard that the Great Zhou Dynasty was the king of Dongzhou. It ruled Dongzhou, the land of Dongzhou, and it was ruled by the Great Zhou Dynasty." At this time, a voice came out of the wasteland, and Gu Dongliu was the speaker. .

Hearing his words, all the people of the Holy Week of Da Zhou showed their pride. The Golden Phoenix Army swept Dongzhou at that time, and it was once the sacred army of Dongzhou.

"Unfortunately, the Daozhou dynasty has fallen into the village of deceiving people today, and asked the Emperor Xia to launch a jihad against the barren state that has been declining for many years. It is not shameful, but rather proud, sad." Gu Dongliu continued to say: In the future, the Holy Week of Da Zhou will not even have its present site. "

At this moment, the figure of Saint Zhou stepped out of the cart, standing like a **** in the sky, overlooking the sentient beings, he glanced at Gu Dongliu, ignored it, and with his mind, would he not be sentenced by Gu Dongliu Stimulated by words, not to mention, these people are dying.

He glanced at the figure beside Ye Futian, the old village chief, and said, "Zhou Mian."

"Holy King." Zhou Mian, commander of the Golden Phoenix Legion, bowed.

"This battle, you come to command." King Zhou Sheng said, then looked at the old village chief: "Go and play chess next to it."

"Okay." The old village chief nodded. The rules of jihad were set by the Emperor Xia. Even King Zhou was afraid to violate it. Although he was the prince of the Zhou dynasty, the Xia emperor was the co-owner of Kyushu, and the king was not enough. Look, I really want to offend Xia Emperor, the land of Kyushu, there is no shelter.

The rule set by the Emperor Xia is the supreme destiny, which must not be violated.

Therefore, in this war, Zhou Shengwang's opponent was only the old village chief, but he did not intend to fight directly, but wanted to see first how the Holy Spirit Palace was settled by his army.

"OK." The old village chief nodded.

King Zhou Sheng stepped in the air, came to the sky, and waved his hand. A golden cloud appeared suddenly on the sky. He stepped to sit in the cloud, and a chessboard appeared in front of him.

The old village chief came to sit opposite him, as if no one was beside him.

Many people looked up at the empty ground, and those who followed came to see this scene trembling in the distance. The saints, using heaven and earth as chess, played against each other on the battlefield.

Ye Futian glanced over the sky and then looked opposite.

The commander of the Golden Phoenix Army, Zhou Mian, the younger brother of King Zhou Sheng, and the sixteen on the list of sages, are definitely the best.

The list of sages is the strongest of the 81 people in Kyushu. Therefore, the gap between the strengths of the top characters is not too large, and they are all top-level existence. Even if it is the Sixteenth Ranking, it will not be weaker than Kong Yao.

In addition, there are three other outstanding men in the army brought by the Holy Week of Da Zhou.

The existence of the Four Great Sages all stand on the sage's peak level. In addition, the top princes and patriarchs of the Holy Land of the Great Zhou Dynasty are also the sage's peak figures. Weak, the overall strength will only be stronger.

Moreover, the number of opponents is also much larger than them. From the perspective of the lineup, this is almost a suspenseful battle.

Zhou Mian stepped out, his temperament was extremely sharp, his eyes shot out with golden light, and he swept toward the Taoists, and said, "The prince is down, the sages are up, array."

Ye Futian glanced to the opposite side and said, "The rest of my life."

"Here," shouted the rest of his life.

"Dequeue," Ye Futian said.

The rest of his life stepped out, his gaze turned towards the opposite, and the Dazhou Holy Man looked extremely sharp, staring at this person.

He is the first person to ask in Kyushu.

"For the rest of my life, the disciples in the barren state, the sage first place, challenged the Zhou prince Zhou Ya, dare to fight." The rest of his life roared and yelled before the battle.

His voice billowed across the world.

Frontal challenges are a common way of challenging in war to boost morale.

For the rest of his life, Kyushu asked the first person and stepped into the realm of sages. Zhou Yazhan was defeated.

Without a fight, Prince Zhou didn't dare to face the battle before, and he was disgraceful.

Moreover, this is a holy war, no longer asked by Kyushu, the fight will directly kill the opponent.

Zhou Ya looked very irony. He was hailed as the heir to the King. His talent was equally outstanding. However, the battle between Kyushu and Ye Futian defeated his confidence. Therefore, he was called the battle for the rest of his life. He did not have the confidence to overcome.

"Dare to fight."

The rest of his life saw the other side speak silently and yelled, Zhou Ya's face was blue, his fists clenched.

"What kind of identity do you deserve to be called the Prince of War?" A strong man from the Golden Phoenix Legion stepped out. He is also a proud man of the heavens, cultivated as a superior sage, and stared at the rest of his life. "Da Zhou Sheng Dynasty Zhou Yan, sage, fight with you. "

He only said that the state of sages, but did not say that it was already a top grade, and those who entered the sage for the rest of his life were only low-ranking sages.

"Om." Demon-like wings flickered, and the rest of his life filled his legs, stepping out, and the void shuddered, leap forward like a demon.

Gorgeous golden phoenix wings appeared behind Zhou Yan, and the Golden Phoenix Legion was all blood of the royal family ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ extremely powerful.

The two figures shot straight at each other, and the speed was extremely fast. A golden phoenix halberd appeared in the hands of Zhou Yan, and the golden radiance of the sky was blooming. Assassination came out, and a golden light pierced the void, which was extremely terrifying.

An axe suddenly appeared in the hands of the rest of his life, and the divine flow flowed without any fancy. The rest of his life raised the axe and cut it off.

A crisp sound came out, just like chopping wood, the golden phoenix halberd was split from the middle, the axe was cut off, and a body was directly divided into two.

The devil's wings trembled, and the rest of his life made a straight arc and turned around, stepping back to the desert state camp.

Axe, cut.

"Sacred artifact." The army of the Da Zhou dynasty looked indifferent.

Kyushu asked first, the rest of his life.

Daogongqiang's eyes were scorching, and his heart was boiling with blood. This was the rest of his life, killing his opponent with one axe.

"Houhou army, line up, go to war." Zhou Mian said coldly. The number of strong men occupy an absolute advantage. There is no need to accompany Ye Futian to play such a game called war. This is a holy war, who will play against you fairly.

War is brutal and cold-blooded, with only one purpose, to wipe out the enemy.

Zhou Mian's words fell down, and the army of the princes of the Da Zhou Holy Dynasty moved forward in a uniform and uniform formation. The momentum was extremely terrible. Each of the top forces of the Da Zhou Holy Dynasty condensed into a square array.

People outside the battlefield are located in the heavens and the earth, and those who major in martial arts and mages stand in different positions.

In an instant, the extremely colorful life souls shone in the heavens and the earth, dazzling.

Jihad rules, the sages cannot fight the princes, the Dao Zhou dynasty fights with the princes 'legion, and the Holy Palace can only face the princes' legion.

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