The Legend of Futian

In the battlefield where Ye Futian was located, no matter whether it was the Legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty or the Legion of the Most Holy Palace, they all surrounded.

The Xuanwu Legion is still trapped, tortured in the basalt shell, and every time the whip is dropped, many people in the Xuanwu Battle Front will be killed directly, but the Battle Front is still intact, waiting for outside support to come.

Ye Futian was still sitting cross-legged, playing the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano shrouded the world. His spiritual power also shrouded the vast endless void, and all the pictures on the battlefield were imprinted in his mind.

Everyone in the Most Holy Palace is fighting hard, fighting for faith.

Teacher, in fulfilling his promises, he will lead the battlefield of heaven and block the most elite army of Da Zhou.

The sword demon and Xu wounded their sword array, as well as the master brother, all entered the hinterland of the Da Zhou Holy Army, fighting at any cost.

This battle is a battle of life and death.

A more violent mental force poured into his mind, as if fused with his spiritual will. However, after all, he was only a sage of Chinese quality. Such terrible spiritual power made him unbearable, and his spiritual will seemed to collapse. It was as if Hua Jieyu had fought in the spirit of the Holy Spirit, and after the battle, he passed out.

Now he faces the same situation.

But at this moment, he was not thinking about the consequences. His unparalleled spiritual power was almost impossible to control. He tried to control his body not to tremble, so that the ten fingers still played the sound of the piano steadily. More terrible mental storms, gradually, seemed to be born of a supreme figure, like an ancient god.

The inheritance of the temple, all things lead by God.

At this moment, blooming from Ye Futian's piano sound.

This ancient **** appeared continually condensed and formed, getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky, and appearing in the middle of the fighting army. Many combatants looked up with shock. The ancient body was filled with extremely terrible Spiritual willpower.

Unparalleled power of rules flows on this huge ancient god's body, and a horrific purple-golden thunder sparks between heaven and earth. Between the ten fingers of the ancient god's body, there is an endless thunderbolt of thunderous thunder. The ray of thunder is like the whip.

The ancient god's arms stretched out, and the endless purple thunder brilliance came, and a ray of thunder lashes entangled the basalt array, like the light of doom falling down wildly, hitting the super strong spiritual will born in the battle. As a result, the huge basalt body shivered.

"Xie Yu." Ye Futian, who was playing, uttered a voice. Hua Xie Yu was at the moment like his mind, his body flew in the air, and the whip in his hand was waving with the strongest force, straight toward the basalt battle array. Going away, hitting directly in the center of the endless thunder's glory, like a dreadful burst.

Suddenly, shadows flew out of the Xuanwu Battle Formation, screaming in his mouth.

The entire battle array, countless strong men, were all blasted out by the Zhen, and the huge basalt was torn apart, and the battle array was broken and disintegrated.

Pang Mu stood in the void and saw the people around him being madly shaken. He also felt a terrible force attacking his spiritual will in his own body, and his face became pale.

I did not expect that he would attack Ye Futian and face such a dangerous situation.

"Boom." As soon as Pang Mu wanted to retreat, Xuanwu's soul appeared and wrapped his body in it. At this moment, he had only one idea to escape.

"Where are you going?"

A cold voice came out, just like the voice of judgment. This voice fell down. Pang Mu looked up at the ancient god. He saw a pair of terrible eye pupils, which were like Ye Futian's eyes. People fell into it. In a moment, a terrible mental storm invaded, and Pang Mu's body was instantly shrouded in purple thunder, only feeling a sting of mental power.

Rumble ...

The sound of horror came out, and the ancient **** in the void blasted a punch, as if a boundless huge star fell down and blasted on the basalt body.

With the sound of a horrible shock, the basal body directly appeared cracks and broken, Pang Mu spit out blood and looked pale.

"I retire." Suddenly, Pang Mu had a strong sense of fear. If he continued fighting, he would die here.

A whistling wind came out, and the whisper of Huajie was beaten down, and it was a loud noise. If Pang Mu was shocked, the whole person was numb, and his spiritual will almost collapsed, but even if he was not killed directly, it was only One breath left.

"Dead." Ye Futian looked up at Pang Mu in the void, his cold intentions in his eyes.

He wants those who kill Dao Gong to die.

"Bang!" Another blow, Pang Mu's life and soul collapsed and shattered, and the flesh shattered again. Then a miserable voice came out, Pang Mu's spirit and will collapsed, and his body was weak toward him. Falling off into the air.

Seeing this scene, those who were seriously injured before the Xuanwu War were pale, and one by one had a very strong sense of fear.

The Xuanwu Army, one of the four commanders of the Daozhou dynasty, led Pang Mu and died in the deserted state to the Holy Palace.

"boom."

In the void, Zhou Shengwang's chess pieces fell heavily on the chessboard, and his body was filled with a terrible majestic momentum.

Although Pang Mu is not a royal family, he is also one of the four corps leaders outside of the Golden Phoenix Legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has a high status in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, he died in the Holy Palace.

Moreover, the jihad was different from what he had imagined. The strength and determination of the desert state far exceeded his expectations.

"How?" The old village chief dropped the chess piece and looked up at King Zhou Shengdao. His mood was also a little turbulent. The performance of Ye Futian and the most powerful men in the Holy Palace made him move.

"Although a corps was besieged, but the same battle array will be buried." Zhou Shengwang said coldly, settled again, and swallowed a piece of regional chess of the old village chief.

What Zhou Shengwang was referring to was naturally a battle of the heavens headed by the fighting warlords.

The old village chief bowed his head and looked in the direction of the battlefields of Tianyao.

At this time, the fighting warriors gathered together in the battlefield, and the whole body was brilliant, and saw three major directions. Zhou Mian, Zhou Huang, and Wuliang Xianjun attacked again.

With a rage, the fighting warriors and monarchs condensed again, and there was a magnificent radiance on the huge body, arms raised, full of endless power, and then out of the air with the power of the battle sacred gloves, blasted out of the magnificent fist Mang, want to break the heavens.

However, the three strong opponents all possessed the sacred weapon. With the power of the sacred weapon, the attack came, broke the fist, and fell on the body of the law. The golden phoenix sword penetrated everything, and the void was broken by a ruler. The body of the law directly collapsed again. The terrible attack blasted heavily on the fighter's burly body. His bones were broken and the veins were split. The sword of the Golden Phoenix sword attacked the flesh through the sacred armor, making his body seem to be torn. Crack like.

The sacred vessels were stained with blood, and the breath of Dou Zhan Xianjun fluctuated steadily, as if trembling, the body of the mighty shore could not continue to bear.

"Brother, let me." King Kong Xianjun was in a state of turbulence, looking at the body of Wei An. He was trying his best to win time for the battlefield.

"Pang Mu is dead." At this moment, Zhou Mian glanced over there, looking extremely indifferent. The Xuanwu Army led the characters and died.

Ye Futian, he actually cast a boundless and huge body into the other legions. On the battlefield over there, their legions in the Da Zhou dynasty did not have an advantage.

Obviously, Dou Zhan Jun also saw it. He glanced back at the battlefield, and a smile arose at the corner of his mouth, has he destroyed an army of the other party?

In this way, Dao Gong's hope is one more point. Of course, he still has to guard this Tianmao battle array.

"You kill him." Zhou Mian spoke to Zhou Huang and Wuliang Xianjun, then turned around and led the army to go to another battlefield.

"Where to go." Dou Zhanxian stepped out, and the battle line immediately followed him. He walked towards Zhou Mian, and his domineering fist blasted out again.

"You're looking for death." Zhou Mian said angrily, a wing slashing down, like cutting off the void and splitting his fist, but the wise man never thought of giving up, his arms were broken at the same time, and his endless fists were facing The other side smashed, and the huge wings behind Zhou Mian fell wildly, and the attack of the two violently collided.

"Brother beware." Jin Gangxian roared loudly, and saw that a dazzling light came to the extreme. The fighting warrior was resisting Zhou Mian's attack, and was unable to dodge again. Jin Huangjian carried the power of terror in the battle On the body of Xianjun, although blocked by the sacred tool, Jin Huangjian could not penetrate into the flesh, but the boundless sharp sword still rushed into him.

The blood in Dou Zhanxian's mouth kept spitting out, and the five internal organs and the six concubines seemed to be torn.

At this moment, he remembered the teachings of Ye Futian and the rest of his life when he first saw them. He said that the refiner Hengqiang, others attack you, you can afford it, but the other party cannot bear your attack. .

But this time, it was a little different. Even him, he couldn't bear it.

"Brother." King Kong Xianjun's face was pale ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ At this moment, even if he wants to change, it is difficult.

The other party would not miss the chance to kill Brother.

"If I fall, you continue." Dou Zhanxian said loudly, his voice fell, his body seemed to be burning, and seven radiances frantically shuttled through his body, and a ray of light penetrated his flesh directly from his fists. , Feet, chest, abdomen, and even overhead, penetrating past, bursting into boundless brilliance.

Tian Canjue is his practice and practice. How can Tian Can be interpreted?

In fact, he did not teach Ye Futian and the rest of his life in one form, that is the ultimate form of Tian residual formula, Tian residual type.

Break the physical limit and burn all the physical potential.

At this moment, the endless momentum poured into his body madly in the battle of the heavens, and infiltrated without reservation, raging in his body, with seven radiances, straight into the clouds.

At this time, the fighting warrior's state of mind was unimpeded, and there was no shortage, and an extremely terrible willpower shrouded the heavens.

The vast world seemed to have a force resonating with it. Above the sky, suddenly a terrible storm raged like a avenue, and then raged on the heavens and the earth. Go, penetrate his body, make the fighting warrior look slightly, look up at the sky.

God, are you kidding me?

At this time, above the void, the chess pieces in the hands of King Zhou Sheng and the old village chief fell down, their eyes were extremely sharp, and they looked down at the fighting wise men.

There is no lack of state of mind.

"Haha ..." A loud laughter shook the heavens and earth, and the fighting wise man stared at the sky, somberly: "I want to ask Qingtian, this life geometry, but where the heart is, die, is there any regret?"

Since God made him realize the Cause before he died, this life is perfect!

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