The Legend of Futian

530. Chapter 524 chapter of the Dark Lord

Chapter 524, The Dark Lord

In the distance, the figure came from the sky, and the speed was very fast. It was the people who pursued Ye Futian.

The world’s void warships, Yanjiu of Juggernaut Mountain, they are the fastest, behind the top power figures, looking at Ye Futian in the ruins.

They were actually played by a person in the realm of heaven.

Ning Huang stepped forward, still very incompetent, body bathing, shining like a god.

Everyone’s eyes are on the ruins. These top-level people have a strong background, so they know something that other people don’t know. They always send people to stare at Ye Futian, waiting for him to collect the holy order, but directly in the middle. Cut off, in their view, the real opponent is not Ye Futian at all, but they are competing with each other, how can a person in heaven and earth open a relic under their eyes?

However, Ye Futian did not open his own relics, and the last person who opened the relics still gave the relics to him.

They were born to be the pride of the sky, never been teased by people like this, especially Ning Huang, what kind of character he was, was actually teased to grab an ordinary ring.

Looking up, Ning Huang looked at the incomparably huge Flame God of War, and the prison city, it should be the sages of the Holy Land Palace that sat in the holy road, leaving the inheritance here for the inheritance of future generations.

Many of the great relics in the Holy Road are left by the ancestors of the Holy Ghost Palace. Those who are sages of the Taoist Temple are all atmospheric people. After death, they are willing to become soil, nourish the younger generation, and become part of the holy road. I am afraid that ordinary people do not know the meaning of the holy road.

“In the past, anyone who gave me a sacred order can enter the cultivation. Those who have not made a sacred order must not enter.” Ye Futian stood in the middle of the phantom, screaming, the voice spread through the void, move towards far Diffusion, those who are on the road tremble, especially those who have handed over the sacred orders, are extremely pleasantly surprised.

Ye Futian, he succeeded, opened the big ruins, and was ready to deliver on his promises.

This time, he did not intend to be the same as before, so that everyone in the holy road can comprehend the remains, but only those who handed over the sacred orders, so that those who are eager to relic in the back but refuse to pay, They lost the opportunity of fish in troubled waters. They all know that there are too many people who think that not making the holy order will be the same as before, Ye Futian will break the ruins, and then everyone can cultivate, they just follow Ye Futian it is good.

Obviously, this time they are wrong.

A walk of the moving towards the remains of the cultivation.

However, at this moment, above the void, I saw Yan nine fingers pointing to the void. In an instant, a terrifying sword flowed between heaven and earth. Thousands of swords were suspended above the void, screaming and bursting with amazing destruction.

The eyes of the people looked at Yan Jiu, the enchanting figure of the Juggernaut Mountain stepped out, the terrifying sword moved with his body, the surrounding space became extremely depressed, and his eyes stared at Ye Futian, then he raised his hand and hit it. Suddenly, the endless swordsmanship gathered at one point and turned into an unparalleled sword light, crossing the void, and moving towards Ye Futian in the remains.

The sword whistling, the sword is terrifying, and the distance is far away, but it is ignored by this sword, and the body of Ye Futian is gone.

Among the relics, a glimpse of the Flame airflow hangs down, and instantly wraps the sword that has been slashed, and the incomparably sharp sword burns up, but it still moves forward, but it is melted into nothingness.

Yan Jiu still did not give up, he continued to move forward, there was a terrifying shadow behind him, and the sword was like a sword. The swords of the heavens seemed to resonate with his body, turning into a sword, flowing in the vast void. Whistling.

Thousands of swords, falling down, move towards Ye Futian’s body, Ye Futian looked up at the sky, and saw the word qi vertical and horizontal, Ye Futian looked cold, but at this time, there was a buzzing sound, in Ye Futian Next, Xiao Junyi played the snoring sound, and the light of the temperament collided with the sword like a lightning bolt.

Many people look at Xiao Junyi, screaming, turning into a terrifying temperament storm, getting stronger and stronger, and a terrifying temperament flow flows around his body. The next moment, this temper has no sign, directly rushing Into the spiritual will of Ye Futian.

The temperament was invisible, and there was not even any prelude at the time of his attack. Even at the moment Ye Futian was attacked, the people under the ruins did not notice it.

But the voice directly turned into a spiritual will attack, raging in Ye Futian’s spiritual will, Xiao Junyi’s body still faces the direction of Yan Jiu, temperament melancholy, handsome and extraordinary.

At this moment, Ye Futian’s spiritual will, a terrifying temperament of light, was turned into a terrifying dark light, madly raging, destroying his spiritual willpower, and he felt cold and bitter, thought it was a ruin. Open, you can wait for the cultivation base to upgrade, but suddenly did not expect, here, there is a fatal blow waiting.

At the same time that he counts the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacs, the same is true, and some people have been counting on him, waiting for this last fatal blow, directly plundering all his achievements.

There seems to be a terrifying dead gray air flow in the temperament. In an instant, Ye Futian only feels that the spiritual will is madly broken, and even the power of the ruins is too late. The terrifying dead gray airflow hits the whole body, and his face instantly turns black. And move towards the body to spread away.

“what happened?”

At this time, the people saw the strange look of Ye Futian suddenly solidified, and then they saw a terrifying invisible temperament storm covering Ye Futian, as if to isolate Ye Futian’s body and remains.

“Xiao Junyi.”

The eyes of the people fell on the handsome and melancholy figure. Xiahou saw this scene showing a cold smile. Before he and Xiao Junyi, he felt that this person was very terrifying. How could such a person be willing to use it for Ye Futian? Like them, it is deep enough to hide.

Yi Xiaoshi immediately stepped out, and the sharp golden branches swept out like a spear of a terrifying spear.

Xiao Junyi still plays Changxiao, but at the same time, the brilliance of the dark color shines, and the vines attacked with the temperament. The vines that the small lion attacked turned into black in an instant, then withered, no life. Loss of attack power.

“The spirit of the dead.”

Many people saw this scene violently trembled, they remembered the inexplicable death of the palace, it turned out to be him!

They trembled in their hearts, Xiao Jun recalled handsome and extraordinary temperament. The cultivation base innate talent was superior and was recommended by others to be guarded by Ye Futian. However, this Xiao Jun recalled the other side of terrifying.

“The Necromancer.” Those top figures are all strange colors, their eyes are looking at Xiao Junyi, the snoring is still, Ye Futian’s face is completely turned into black, the spirit of the dead spirit sweeps the whole body, to deprive him of his vitality, and at the same time the temperament The mental will attack made him unable to communicate even the remains, and was eaten a little bit.

At this time, Ye Futian’s body was filled with a terrifying light. The black air flow disappeared from his face a little bit. At the same time, in the spiritual will, Xiao Junyi felt that a divine power was guarding and could not erode and destroy.

“Boom.” The ferrifying will of the terrifying wraps the body, destroys all the will of the dead, and then opens his eyes, and the icy Flame in the eyes shoots at Xiao Junyi, the riots, and the terrifying Flame will rush into In Xiao Junyi’s mind, Xiao Junyi groaned, his body was shaken back. He put down Changxiao and looked at Ye Futian. In the spirit of the other side, there was a mysterious force guarding him, which led him to fail.

In an instant, the terrifying Flame air swept out, and the move towards Xiao Junyi drowned, but saw Xiao Junyi appearing a black smoke around his body, snarling, crazy move towards escape in the distance, but the Flame airflow still catches up and burns it. When the dark smoke burst, it turned into ashes, and in the distance, Xiao Junyi’s body floated and fell, still 翩翩Young Master, and the drow.

Xiao Junyi took a look at Ye Futian, and his look was as usual. Although he failed, he still looked like a cloud. When he turned around, he drifted away and was ready to leave.

“Who is the dark sage?” Xiahou stepped forward and looked at Xiao Junyi. It seems that he was blocked by Xiao Junyi.

Xiao Junyi did not pay attention, still stepping away, Xiahou stepped out, palms lifted up, and suddenly the endless market fire floated in the void, only to see Xiaojun recalled his long Xiaobei, playing again, in the distance, there was a figure vacated Get up and go straight to Xiahou.

Xiahou brows slightly wrinkle, palms waving, the fire of the fire burned out, shrouded those figures, but see these figures as if there is no feeling, continue move towards him to kill.

“Dead.” Xiahou’s face was iron and blue, and he lifted his palm to move toward the coming figure. The big fire of the market burned everything, burning the dead figure into nothingness, but seeing that Xiao Junyi’s body had long gone, it seems that there is no interest at all. Fight with him.

“Controlling the dead spirit must be a sage of the dark sages. It seems that the generation of the wilderness will not be calm.” The hail on the Void warship said that Ning Huang, Yan Jiu, and the war were all enchanting characters. .

Nowadays, there are also dark sages and sages. The dark sages are cold and lonely. The people who die in his hands don’t know much. There are too many big people who want to destroy him. But those who dare to do it will often be miserable. It is already a terrifying presence in the top of the list.

Even Ye Futian, its innate talent is very powerful, but the realm is slightly weaker. This holy road is like a cloud.

Moreover, this is only one of the nine holy roads, Chen Lu, has not been the most cherished holy road.

When they walked out of Chen Road and gathered in the Holy Path, the nine holy roads gathered together. What kind of scene would it be?

However, Ye Futian, although this person may not be able to relict him, but it is undoubtedly self-immolation, even if the relics can enhance his strength, but then? Can you ascending to the heavens in a single leap?

Playing Ning Huang and others, Ye Futian where there is a way to live, even if the talent is outstanding, I am afraid that it will still be a holy road.

“While it has raised the realm but lost it, what’s the point? Let’s go.” Hail faintly looked at Ye Futian and turned away!

(End of this chapter)