The Legend of Futian Chapter 952: All-or-one throw
Ye Futian ignored the sage Xihua, still staring at the mausoleum statue filled with the power of the road.
The majesty of the avenues that permeate each statue is different. There are kendo, power, five elements, shattered destruction, etc., and many avenues pressure diffuses at the same time and descends on the body. Just like the way of heaven, the coercion is so powerful that it almost crushes people.
Furthermore, the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the Tianwei might be felt. For example, Shengjun Xihua and Shengwang Zhou are also the same as him. Although they stand proudly, they are actually oppressed. Only you know.
Sage Monarch Xihua looked cold, and Ye Futian ignored him directly.
"Everyone, this mausoleum is very likely to be the tomb of the human emperor. I think you all know some news to follow him. Only they know the secret of the entrance. If you don't take it again, I'm afraid it will be too late." Shengjun Hua said: "What's more, when other people come back and come here, nothing will happen to you."
Xia Qingyu and the others are all attracted by the palace in front of them. If the little princess arrives, no matter how you look at it, they won't have their share.
At this moment, a figure stepped forward. This man was slender, dressed in white, and engraved with a holy light pattern on his body. The long, narrow eyes gave people a sharp look.
His body turned into an afterimage, like a ray of light, and went straight to Ye Futian.
The second person on the list of sages and sages in Kyushu, Ji Ya, the most enchanting figure in the Temple of Light.
A sword is born, shining the world, just like opening the sky, how fast and sharp the sword of holy light is, it comes in an instant.
Ye Futian stood there without moving. Several figures appeared behind him at the same time. Huangxi and Yu Sheng blocked Ye Futian's back at the same time and attacked Ji Ya.
"Boom."
There was a loud noise, Huang Xi's clothes tore, and several holes appeared. For the rest of his life, he was killed with the sacrificial weapon tomahawk, but he could not stop the power of the sword. There was a few blood in that burly body. In the mouth, there is a terrible sword intent raging in the body.
Ji Ya is called the sub-sage, second on the list of sages. Under the Holy Land of Kyushu, there is only one person above him. It is conceivable that he is powerful and the sword of light in his hand is also a holy Device.
Ji Shengming Ji Ya stared at Ye Futian and the others, and had never doubted Ji Ya's strength. Don't say that these people in front of him, even those who were intercepted and dragged by Kong Yao and others are here, they can't stop Ji. Cliff.
"Where is the entrance?" Ji Ya held the sword in his hand, and stared at the front with his narrow eyes. The powerhouses of Dao Palace were all staring at him. At this time, not only Ji Ya, but other powerhouses also surrounded him.
Ye Futian still didn't look back, his eyes still staring at one of the statues, a tyrannical will of the avenue spread over it, and he seemed to blend in and feel the avenue.
At this moment, Yu Sheng stepped out and came to Ji Ya, surrounded by an extremely violent magic power, and the wound on his body quickly recovered. With his body as the center, this space blew a magic storm. There was a crisp sound above his body, which was expanding and becoming more burly and violent. A magic shadow appeared shiningly, and his eyes were like magic pupils.
"Boom."
With a loud noise, Yu Sheng stepped forward, Ji Ya frowned, from Yu Sheng, he actually felt threatening, and he clearly sensed that Yu Sheng’s breath was rising rapidly, and he stepped into Xian Jun. level.
His eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the magic pupil of the rest of his life, he seemed to see a demon **** who ruled nine heavens and ten places, and that one glance made all living creatures surrender.
There was another loud noise, and Yu Sheng continued to move forward. With every step, the pressure became stronger. This world seemed to be controlled by him.
The holy sword in Ji Ya's hand floats in front of him, his hands are rotating around the holy sword, and a holy light pattern appears in front of him. The incomparably bright holy light and sword intent are integrated, and the pattern utters terrible light. The sword of the sword, a beam of light shoots out, but it contains incomparable sharpness. Just looking at it, you feel that your eyes are going to be blinded, which shows how terrifying the rules are.
This endless light kills the rest of the body. If it penetrates the body of another person, it is enough to make the flesh and blood body riddled with holes and become dust of light.
"Boom." There was a loud noise, and he continued to move forward without evading for the rest of his life. Suddenly, many Buddhas appeared around his body, golden light.
The body of the Buddha is still flowing with dark golden color, revealing the meaning of slaying and killing, the Buddha and the evil are one, just like a Buddhist slaying the king.
The extremely dazzling holy light sword will be killed instantly.
"Clang..."
A crisp sound came out, echoing in the heavens and the earth, the endless holy light sword pierced the golden light curtain, two forces were violently confronting, the sword intent was endless, trying to pierce the light curtain, but saw The dark golden light actually swallowed the sword intent little by little, blending it into the light curtain.
Ji Ya looked cold and indifferent. His sword of light was so powerful and endless. However, he could not penetrate the defense of the rest of his life.
This person seems to have stimulated his potential with a secret method, causing the power to transform, and even blocking him.
The palm stretched out, Ji Ya grabbed the holy sword, and a ray of light shone past. For the rest of his life, he chopped out an axe and opened the sky with one axe, as if to cut the void into a crack.
The sword light also burst out at this moment, tracing a terrible arc in the void like the ruling battle axe. The space seemed to burst, and a terrible storm of destruction appeared. Ji Ya was forced to retreat again, and his body was suspended. Yu Kong.
The surrounding powerhouses are all showing different colors. For the rest of his life in the Most Holy Dao Palace, he can actually fight Ji Ya, who is the second in the Xian Ranking and has the title of sub-sage?
At this time, the other powerhouses of the Holy Light Hall also walked towards Ye Futian, Ji Mo and another strong sage leader Ji Mu.
Huangxi wanted to make a move, but heard Ye Futian's voice message to him: "Uncle, I can’t resonate with the statue of the emperor in the middle of the entrance. If I didn’t guess wrong, I’m afraid it’s only the queen of royal blood. If talents have the opportunity, you should stop participating in the war."
The ancestors of the royal family left the imperial tombs, and the pictures of the imperial tombs were handed down from generation to generation. Naturally, they were reserved for future generations. He even tried to motivate the statue of the emperor in the middle with the imperial will. .
So, he told Huang Xi not to hurry up. They didn’t have too many opportunities. The powerhouses from the upper and lower realms came together, and there was Princess Xia Qingyuan. Although there are still a few holy realm figures here, they are already Very few.
This kind of opportunity is fleeting.
Huang Xi nodded, he walked under the statue in the middle, and a supreme pressure fell on him. At this moment, Huang Xi’s eyes were only solemn and even a little pious. This is him. Royal ancestors?
He doesn’t know what happened thousands of years ago, it’s too far away, but the royal family has fallen to where it is today. There are no people in the holy realm. He even has to forget his identity as a human queen, thinking this is false What an irony this is.
Now that the ancestral inheritance appears here, he is willing to pay any price to continue the true human blood.
"Uncle, inheritance is nothing more than life, soul, and blood. Try to see if you can communicate with the statue of the emperor." Ye Futian said in front of the statue next to Huangxi. He could communicate the will of other statues, but Unable to communicate with the statue of the emperor, then only people of the royal family can do it.
The most direct proof passed down by the Emperor is the soul and blood.
Huang Xi nodded, and the soul of life was released, and the dazzling brilliance appeared without concealing it.
He naturally understood what Ye Futian meant. In this situation, he was prepared to make a desperate move and there was no other way.
"It's useless."
Huangxi didn’t respond when he saw the statue of the emperor. He looked more solemn. He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and cut his finger directly. A drop of blood appeared, and Huangxi’s finger stretched out. The blood line flew out and landed on the lines of the statue's body.
The blood flowed along the lines of the statue, and disappeared, as if absorbed by the statue. At this moment, Huang Xi clearly felt that the statue seemed to have a ray of life, and the pressure became stronger.
"There is hope." Huangxi's heart was beating. Above his fingers, blood flew to the statue quickly, not stingy with his own blood. Gradually, only a striped road lit up above the statue. Release the brilliance, just like the resurrection of the emperor.
The people present didn't understand how they saw this scene, and suddenly one after another silhouette broke through the air and went straight to Huangxi's body.
Among them, there are two powerful figures in the Temple of Light with the fastest speed and the power of the rule of light.
Hua Jieyu took a step forward, and Ji Mu's body suddenly stopped. He felt that his spiritual and will enjoyment was enveloped by an invisible force. He raised his head and stared at Hua Jieyu. , I saw a ray of Shengwei above the opponent's body.
Ji Mo's speed is also extremely fast~IndoMTL.com~ However, seeing this moment, another dazzling sword fell, Ji Mo's body instantly turned to avoid the sword, but when he felt the sword When the light had passed, there was a puff of sound, blood shot out, Ji Mo was stunned, he looked down at his left arm, one arm was chopped off raw.
His face instantly became extremely hideous. He raised his head and looked at the man who had cut his arm. Ye Wuchen, the disciple of the Dao Palace who used to go with Xia Qingyu to the trial with him.
Ye Wuchen's realm was lower than him, but he chopped off his arm in an instant.
The cold eyes stared ahead, Ye Wuchen stood in front of a statue, his life and soul bloomed, a silver sword, screaming loudly, in this sword, a suffocating sword faintly revealed will.
What’s more frightening is that this kendo will seems to resonate with the statue. The statue itself is filled with kendo pressure. At this time, this kendo pressure seems to be integrated with his sword of life and soul. Enveloping Ji Mo, only then broke his arm with a sword.
"The imperial tomb is the tomb of the ancestors of the royal family of my most holy palace. It should be inherited by the imperial family. If you want to forcibly break in, please blame me for being merciless." Ye Futian also stood in front of a statue, looking at it. To those strong people who came up.