The Legend of Futian Chapter 1396: Swallow

Above the sky, countless dead branches and leaves curled up the flame body and pulled it down like black lightning.

　　In an instant, it was drowned out by endless branches and vines, and the towering sacred tree wrapped it up, as if to engulf two lives.

　　 Many great monsters and humans have experienced the same scene before, but they are not more shocked at this moment, just because the death tree is all directed at one person, which also gives many people a chance to escape, crazy Rush out of the canyon.

　　 "It's really looking for death." Tan Zimo of Zixiao Tiangong made a sound when he saw this scene, and gave up his life for a woman?

　　 Ye Futian overturned their Purple Heaven Palace. Although they were on the opposite side, they were really strong and talented, but they wanted to die like this.

　　 The Saintess of Brahma Jingtian Jin Yi secretly sighed when she saw this scene. What a pity, for the beauty?

　　 This feeling is respectable, but why bother to lose your life.

　　Cultivation is not easy, not to mention the talent in the realm of Ye Futian.

　　 Qi Xuangang and his party's complexion became extremely ugly, they couldn't stop it at all, and even Xia Huang's action was useless.

　　 They stepped on, walking towards the sacred tree of death, Qi Xuangang slapped his hands out, frantically shattering the outer branches and vines, but they couldn't get in at all.

　　 Yaya trampled on the void, the sword walked in the sky, and the sky-high sword formation appeared under her feet. Her face was like frost, and the sword figure in her palm whistled out, but like Qi Xuangang, it could not be broken, and the branches and leaves were cut instantly. Born again.

　　 She was a little unwilling, the sword fell down again and again, but still couldn't get in.

　　 "Om." The sound of the sword whistle heard, and she rushed inside with the sword formation.

　　 However, a wave of power directly restrained her, turning around, Yaya looked at Qi Xuangang.

　　 Qi Xuangang shook his head at her and said: "He is very lucky on this trip."

　　 Yaya was taken aback, looking at Qi Xuangang, she knew that Qi Xuangang had some special abilities, which could be a lot of fate and luck. He must have seen it before entering this, and has been calculating good and bad for Ye Futian.

　　 Moreover, she thought of the death of the Prophet not long ago. In this way, Ye Futian's fate should be very hard, and it will not fall here.

　　 She felt a little relieved thinking about this, but she was still nervous and stared at that way.

　　 Qi Xuangang also stopped the other people who rushed forward. Although he didn’t know what Ye Futian's hole cards were, he knew that his disciple was very special. He would have a chance to go in, but the others wanted to rush in and save him. I'm afraid there will be no return.

　　 At this time, Ye Futian's body was buried in the sacred tree of death, countless death airflows and branches and leaves came towards his body, Ye Futian erupted in the terrible power of Taoism, even he used the palace of life The power of the Middle Flame Spirit Orb burned these dead branches crazily.

　　 A terrible field of fire appeared around his body, and his eyes turned into flames.

　　 At this time, many arms appeared on the stalwart statue-like figure, and they grabbed Xia Qingyu that Ye Futian was protecting, breaking through the shackles of flames and marching forward. Continue to roll towards Xia Qingyu.

　　 buried for many years, still has such a strong desire to survive after death.

　　 "Boom."

　　 Ye Futian's eyes burned, and strands of terrifying branches and leaves erupted from him. In an instant, the emerald green envelops the inner space, and the sound of clattering came out, and the **** tree of life appeared on his body, which was endless. The meaning of life.

　　 "Since you want to give birth, then come." Ye Futian's eyes were cold, those branches and leaves instantly sensed, and in an instant, he rushed into Ye Futian's body madly, and the endless stream of death rushed into his body, and the death vines also Stabbed into the world's ancient trees, greedily trying to absorb the meaning of life in Ye Futian's soul.

　　The ancient tree of the world is swaying, with an incomparably bright sacred brilliance. When the meaning of death comes, it is instantly assimilated and swallowed, as if into the soul of life.

　　 Xia Qingyu, who was protected by Ye Futian, saw this scene of inner shock. She was already desperate, but she was not sad. She thought they would all be swallowed.

　　 However, she saw that Ye Futian's soul was devouring the meaning of death in the tree of death.

　　 "This is his destiny, right?" Xia Qingyu said in her heart, like a sacred tree, fighting against the sacred tree of death.

　　 The death airflow was drawn into Ye Futian's body, and even the branches and leaves were swallowed, and poured into Ye Futian's body. The death tree seemed to have life, and more branches and leaves crazily rolled towards Ye Futian.

　　 is not only that, at this time, the canyon world is shaking violently, from the bottom of the canyon, more dead branches and leaves are growing, rolling toward that area, the scene is shocking.

　　 "What's the matter?" Some people who were walking away saw this scene stop, and looked back at the shocking scene. There were countless branches growing in the canyon under their feet, rolling in the same direction.

　　 "Isn't it dead yet?" Their hearts shook.

　　 However, how could this be possible? The emperor's will could not be prevented from appearing. Ye Futian and Xia Qingyu were buried by the tree of death, so Yanneng still lives.

　　 Zixiao Tiangong's Supreme Dao Body stopped in his footsteps and looked back over there. He didn't move on, but stared there.

　　 "Don't you go?" someone next to him asked.

　　 "Look again." Zhan Yuan responded.

　　Many people from the top powers stopped. In the void, there is a terrifying nine-headed phoenix frantically devouring the death airflow between the heavens and the earth. Its eyes are cold, revealing a ferocious temperament, and nine heads even more. Looks extremely domineering and cold.

　　 The Jiufeng clan is a branch of the Phoenix clan, but it is not tolerated by the Phoenix clan. However, the Jiufeng clan has also appeared in powerful figures. It was incorporated into the Heavenly Demon God's Court that year. It is extremely powerful and has always been with the Phoenix clan. Discord.

　　 At this time, the nine phoenixes stared at the burial space, and the meaning of death was too strong. If they could swallow them all, it would definitely be a big supplement for him.

　　 Moreover, if the statue-like fallen ancient human emperor can get his body, it will be more perfect.

　　Unfortunately, he can't bear the swallowing of that power.

　　 But there seems to be something abnormal inside.

　　 Among the sacred trees of death, Ye Futian’s old tree of life soul is still madly devouring the death airflow and branches and leaves, swallowing them into the palace of life. At this time, all of his palace of life is dead. Occupying the entire world of the Palace of Life, this makes his body full of death breath, and his white face has the meaning of black death flowing through.

　　 In the death-like statue, countless ancient tree-like arms stretched out, grabbing towards Ye Futian’s body, and immediately entangled with the world’s ancient trees surrounding Ye Futian’s body, two forces confronting each other. Corrupt each other.

　　The ancient tree of life and soul is swaying, and the sacred light flows in every part of the ancient tree, as if it can contain all the existence in the world.

　　 The two sacred trees seem to be merging, and the ancient dead branches and leaves are slightly infiltrated into the ancient trees of the life soul world. This scene is like a snake swallowing an elephant.

　　 There is also a death air rushing into Xia Qingyu’s body, continuously, the death air current on Xia Qingyu’s body is getting stronger and stronger, Ye Futian can only wrap the world’s ancient trees around her body, and even make that power flow into her In her body, resisting the meaning of death for her.

　　 Time went by little by little. Outside, everyone looked at the profound meaning of death rolling, the branches and leaves were all over the sky, and they couldn't perceive the situation inside.

　　 "The meaning of death is weakening." Some strong people said, and many people's pupils contracted.

　　They are a little puzzled. Could it be that Ye Futian and the others have not died yet?

　　This situation makes them extremely curious. What happened there?

　　"This..." At this moment, someone saw the branches and leaves on the periphery begin to wither, and their expression was even more shocking.

　　The way of death is meant to dry up?

　　 What happened?

　　 I've been standing by and watching all this nervously for the rest of my life, and the others are the same. When they saw this scene, their hearts trembled and secretly felt relieved. They should be fine.

　　 That guy, he can always perform miracles.

　　Wu Yong and the others are also extremely shocked. The longer they get along with Ye Futian, the more they will find him terrifying. It was no more than in the Kuahuang ruins. Now, in this desperate situation, can they survive?

　　The ancient tree dried up more and more severely, the intention of death in the gorge was diminishing, and all the powerhouses looked down.

　　 is inside at this time, Ye Futian and Xia Qingyu are wrapped inside like silkworm cocoons, and even the branches and leaves of the world’s ancient trees extend out, enveloping the statue-like figure of death, a little bit of swallowing. Remove the breath of death in his body.

　　 However ~IndoMTL.com~ Although he has been dead for many years, his body still contains the most powerful way of death. The existence of the emperor ranks the Tao has long been integrated into the body and blood. Even after many years of death, his body Still immortal, Taoism will last forever.

　　The ancient tree of the world penetrated his body little by little, entangled it, and swallowed it little by little. The meaning of death dyed the world’s ancient trees black, but the ancient branches and leaves still engulfed them. Falling, just like swallowing the flame spirit orb and the ten-party gods' bones in the Kuahuang ruins.

　　 Ye Futian’s body turned into a terrifying vortex, the world’s ancient tree returned to his body and disappeared, the figure of the emperor also disappeared, and Ye Futian’s life palace, at this moment, there is an extra one. Statue-like figure.

　　 Ye Futian was all black at this time, and his life was extremely strong, and Xia Qingyu was not much better. The two stayed there like two statues, motionless.

　　 The sacred tree of death that was rolling around their bodies withered rapidly, and the branches and leaves all over the sky were also withering and gradually scattered.

　　 The dead breath gradually disappeared and flowed into the air.

　　 "The death breath is going away." The people outside were shocked, and stepped on for the rest of their lives, rushing directly into the ancient branches and leaves, making them crazily shattered.

　　 The branches and leaves on these death trees became extremely fragile, and they scattered as soon as they blow.

　　 soon, it turned into dust.

Below 　　, Yu Sheng's body appeared in one place, beside him, two figures stood quietly there, like two statues.

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