The Legend of Futian Chapter 174: You got my approval

"Okay." Xiao Mu nodded and walked forward holding the flame scepter. He naturally could see that the book of flames must be useful to him who practiced flames.

　　 Although the Saintess of Loulan said that the treasures other than the artifacts need to be exchanged with the ancient country of Loulan, how can they have no other ideas, at least they can practice first in the ruins.

　　 Ye Futian and others glanced at the flame figure, how many times is this?

　　 But he did not act. Instead, he watched Xiao Mu move forward to the battle platform. The armored soldiers in front of the drum beat the drums, and an aura of terror erupted in an instant. The drums trembled the world, like flames. The will merged into the drum, and moved towards Xiao Mu.

　　Xiao Mu's will merged into the scepter, placed the scepter in front of him, and in an instant, a terrifying flame light curtain wrapped his body, the terrible will erupted, and the will oscillating from the drums As the forces collided, Xiao Mu moved forward strongly to win the book of flames.

　　 Everyone behind them did not act rashly. They could feel the power of the drum of war, which was very terrifying.

　　 After Xiao Mu took a step, the war drum vibrated again, this time even more terrifying than the first drum.

　　 Xiao Mu frowned slightly, and his princely fortune exploded fiercely, in order to stimulate the power of the scepter. At this moment, he was like a prince, bathed in flames, and could not be alive.

　　As the leader of Yancheng, Xiao Mu also came to the ruins after winning the prince's luck. Naturally, his strength was extremely terrifying, otherwise he would not be recognized by that magical tool.

　　The wave of violent flames rolled on the battle platform, Xiao Mu's body seemed to be submerged, but he used the power of the scepter to move forward steadily. This is a battle of will, with his royal will Pushing the royal scepter of magical weapons, the will that burst out is definitely close to the princely rank, there is no reason not to get the book of flames.

　　 accompanied him step by step, the drums shook the sky, and the people behind kept backing back, shaking and rolling endlessly, especially those without princely luck, they only felt that they could not bear this power at all, I am afraid In the ruins, there will be no gain at all.

　　If there is no princely luck, you need magical instruments to make up for it, but most people don't have either.

　　 Xiao Mu, bathed in endless flames, moves forward like a prince. Those soldiers beat the drums again, and the drums burst into the city. The heaven and the earth seem to resonate, combining with the general trend of the heaven and the earth, turning into an invincible force. Swept away with Xiao Mu.

　　 Xiao Mu's footsteps stopped, and the terrifying heat wave blew on him, and his hand holding the scepter was trembling slightly. He is already close to the Book of Fire, and he only needs to take another seven steps to get it. .

　　 But he has a feeling, these seven steps, I am afraid it is difficult to have a chance to take it.

　　 Xiao Mu strongly raised his footsteps and stepped forward, with a loud bang, and the sound of war drums once again. In an instant, an endless storm of fire blew up between the world and the earth, and the terrifying power of will accompanied the sound of the drum Rod, hit Xiao Mu.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 There was a loud noise, and Xiao Mu's body was shaken off. The imprint on the eyebrows of the power of his crazy scepter was extremely dazzling, but there were still cracks and almost broken, but he still supported it. The crack was repaired, and he was panting, his face slightly pale.

　　 "Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed, and they were as powerful as Xiao Mu and they failed, and they were still relying on the power of the princely will, which meant that they were even more unlikely to succeed.

Behind 　　, the sharp man beside Lou Lanxue said: "It seems difficult for anyone to get it. I don't know if the people in the deserted city can do it."

　　 For many years, generations of powerful people from the ancient country of Loulan have stepped into the ruins, and many of them have been taken away.

　　 The treasures still in this ruin are extremely difficult to obtain.

　　This book of flames was taken by the sharp man before, but failed, and he went further than Xiao Mu.

　　 Saint Loulanxue naturally tried it too, she almost got it, but failed at the last step.

　　 In the place where Xiao Mu was, the flame phantom in the scepter appeared again, his expression was a little ugly.

　　 "Senior, I tried my best." Xiao Mu said.

　　 "I know." Flame phantom nodded: "It seems that no one can get it, it's a pity."

　　 Are all the treasures in the ruins of the palace so hard to get now?

　　If this is the case, I am afraid that it is difficult to get other gains.

　　 The people behind heard him sighed for a while, unexpectedly, no one could get it.

　　 Since the prince's phantom of will said so, it must be true.

　　 But at this moment, a figure in white clothes stepped out, towards the direction of the battle platform, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

　　Many people looked at him and couldn't help showing a strange look. Although Ye Futian was unparalleled in talent and was recognized by the magic weapon, he was low in realm after all, and did not have the princely luck. He was so urging to use the full power of the magic weapon?

　　 What Xiao Mu can't do, he wants to try?

　　 Flame Phantom saw Ye Futian walking by and was taken aback, looked at him in surprise, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

　　 "Naturally, try." Ye Futian looked at each other and smiled.

　　 "Are you an idiot?" Flame figure said indifferently. He and Xiao Mu failed to join forces. Ye Futian, he wants to try?

　　 Is he worthy to try too? Simply overwhelming.

　　 "Maybe I'm lucky." Ye Futian said with a smile.

　　 "I don't know what I can do." The flame figure said coldly, Ye Futian didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward. The sound of drums kept coming, oscillating in the eardrum, and he could faintly feel a sense of heat.

　　 Guqin was placed in front of him, Ye Futian held the piano with one hand, and the other hand plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano came out.

　　At this moment, the scene is like a battlefield, and the music is suitable for general orders.

　　In an instant, the people seemed to be substituted into the artistic conception, as if the front was really like a battlefield.

　　 Ye Futian hasn’t forged the prince’s luck, but he has the imperial intent and integrates it into the guqin, which can influence the will of the prince Guloulan to the greatest extent, thereby urging the power of the guqin.

　　The sound of the piano is long, and there is a sense of magnificent waves. In the battlefield, there seem to be thousands of horses galloping.

Across from 　　, the sound of the drum vibrated, which also turned into a terrible aura, the two auras collided and were annihilated.

　　 Ye Futian's footsteps are very steady, as if there is a peculiar pattern, along with the rhythm of the piano, the momentum of the piano is constantly getting stronger, and every point of strength, he takes a step.

　　Using the will of the emperor to urge the will of the princes and the magical instruments, the momentum of the general order is far beyond his ability to compare.

　　The sound of drums and the sound of the piano are constantly clashing, and both auras are terrifying to the extreme, from weak to strong, becoming more and more terrifying, until everyone feels like they are on the battlefield, witnessing the confrontation between the two armies.

　　 It seems that they underestimated Ye Futian again.

　　Looking at this momentum, he might catch up with Xiao Mu's steps.

　　 But there is one thing they don’t understand, how did Ye Futian’s strength do it?

　　How can he push the magical artifact to such a point?

　　 At this moment, the space around Ye Futian is full of flames, and the terrifying flame seems to bury his body, but Ye Futian is enveloped by a storm of piano sounds, destroying everything, like a will , The flames can never break through.

　　 He is still walking forward, and has gradually approached the place Xiao Mu has walked.

　　 This made Xiao Mu's face a little ugly, and the flame phantom beside him stared at Ye Futian.

　　 Why does he look down on Ye Futian, because Ye Futian's cultivation level is too low, and there is no princely luck, this kind of strength level will not make any achievements in the ruins.

　　 However, Ye Futian first obtained the magic weapon, and then took a step equivalent to Xiao Mu here, which made him feel strange. Did he miss this time?

　　"That's it." The flame figure seemed unwilling to believe that he would be wrong. He saw the drums become more violent, the momentum soared and shattered everything, the storm was simply unstoppable.

　　 But he saw that Ye Futian's fingers turned into phantoms, strumming the strings frantically, and a storm of piano sounds swept out. Under the general's order, he did not choose to continue to defend, instead, he actively launched an attack.

　　 "Looking for death." The flame figure looked at Ye Futian's movements and spoke coldly. If he continues to steadily move forward, he may be able to walk a few steps closer to the Book of Flames, but at this moment his approach is undoubtedly seeking death.

　　 Ye Futian would naturally not look for death. He walked out continuously, and the sound of the piano swept up with the overwhelming will, colliding with the sound of drums, the space was like a riot, and the unparalleled power of will seemed to tear everything apart.

Under the order of the General 　　, at this moment, it seems that there are several piano sounds that contain the imperial will to bypass the attack and directly dive into the drum of war.

　　 "Boom." There was another loud bang, the drums shook the sky, destroying everything, and the piano sound storm in front of Ye Futian had disappeared~IndoMTL.com~was exhausted in that hit just now.

　　"Find your own way." The flame figure said indifferently, Ye Futian was already dead in his eyes.

　　 Other people naturally saw that this attack of will would really kill Ye Futian.

　　 But at this moment, Ye Futian raised his hand and plucked the strings, the drum and the sound of the piano seemed to resonate, and a storm of destruction erupted from the drum of battle, annihilating everything.

　　 The next moment, under the shocking gaze of everyone, the armored soldiers who beat their drums instantly disappeared.

　　 "This..." The pupils of the people shrank and looked at the scene in shock, what's going on?

　　 Ye Futian, how did he do it?

　　 The flame figure's gaze was also frozen there, Ye Futian, actually succeeded, and, moreover, wiped out those armored soldiers.

　　The Book of Flame is floating there, no longer blocked.

　　 Xiao Mu's figure flashed, and he rushed forward, preparing to snatch.

　　 Ye Futian turned his head and glanced at him. The guqin in his hand was plucked again, and the sound of the piano resonated with the drums again, bursting out a monstrous will, and Xiao Mu's face changed drastically, accompanied by that terrifying will. , He snorted, his face was pale, he stopped in an instant, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

　　The flame figure appeared beside the scepter, his eyes were extremely disturbed.

　　 Obviously he's gone, Ye Futian is stronger than Xiao Mu.

　　 "The sound of the piano and the drum resonate very strongly. You have my approval. Come and hold the scepter." The flame figure said, preparing to give up Xiao Mu!

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