The Legend of Futian

957. 938 Chapter Repayment

Chapter 938 pays off debts

Nowadays, in the lineup of the Bada Dao Palace, Yan Hong takes the battle of the Great Heaven, and holds the holy weapon without a measure. The power of the attack should be the strongest under the Holy Land.

What’s more, Yu Hong took out his anger and shot his blood for the Taihang Mountains. The shots were unrelenting. In a flash, many of the strongest people who knew the cliff were killed on the spot.

“Array.” Ge Feng and Qin Zhuang were not forgetting when they fought. When Qin Zhuang and the Sword were killed by the Holy Sword, there was no one to stop. Now, although there is no holy sword, it is against the hand-held sage. Feng can still do it.

The figures of the sages of the sacred cliffs of the sacred cliffs flashed and marched, and they began to line up.

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The strong man who knows the holy cliff only feels that the sky is covered, and the endless shadows are killed from the sky. Just like the end of the day, even the top sages holding the holy device are impossible to block.

A loud noise came out, and a group of strong people annihilated under the shadow and was killed.

In the distance, at the top of a cliff in the holy cliff, there is a line of strong people gathered together to appear there. The front road is a white-haired white-bearded old man. The older generation of strong, because of repeated attacks on the Holy Path, failed to give up, Yu Zhisheng Cliff retreat, although not into the sage list, but in fact, the strong behind the sage list is not too much, the strength is very strong .

His eyebrows are shining, and the unparalleled Juggernaut is filled with it. In the eyebrows, the sacred sacred sacred sacred objects are the sacred objects of the holy cliff. The strong men standing behind him, Jing Juggernaut is all moving toward this white hair old man eyebrows, suddenly formed an amazing gas field around the world, the pressure enveloped the holy cliff.

The mountain range is misplaced, and the surface boulder traverses, extending out of endless rocks. It will block the architectural palaces under the holy cliff and seal it in the underground. At this moment, the sage characters will all play, and the princes will not be able to participate. He will know the whole. All under the holy cliff is isolated from the battlefield and protects them from danger.

“The guardian of the earth.” The white hair of the old man spit out a voice, the arrogant gas field is unparalleled, and 猿 扫 scans over there, move towards the front and step out, at the same time, above the sky, a respectful terrifying big demon appears. There are Black Dragon roaring, giant cockroaches swallowing black fog, and the tortoises are frozen, and many top big demons appear in the battlefield.

This time, Ye Futian not only led the Daoqiang strongman, but also a powerful Demonic Beast.

From the outrageous state to the holy palace, there are top people who are good at the beast.

“People.” White hair old man shouted again, suddenly a stone man who stood in the armor of the rock appeared, guarding the position of Zhisheng Cliff.

“Oh.” The day of the earthquake, Yuhong stepped forward and trampled on everything.

Seeing that Qi Hong and the Scorpio battle are close, the white-haired old man will push the spirit of the will to the limit, and a storm of horror will be blown up on the sky. The sacred radiance will shine, under the storm, a boundless A huge figure appeared, like calling from the sky, like a god.

“The guardian of the heavens.” The white man’s old man’s voice trembled as if it was extremely terrifying, and the figure that was summoned and flashed with brilliance, like a true light.

Suddenly, the white hair of the old man’s eyelids became extremely enchanting, and the summoned guardian of the heavenly veins also opened his eyes, and the demon was extremely extraordinary.

He moved towards the rear and reached out. He suddenly appeared in the light of the sacred light in the holy cliff, and fell directly into the palm of the guardian of the heavenly pulse. It was a hammer of the sacred instrument, from which the terrifying light broke out.

“A strong breath.” Ye Futian glanced at the mountain-like guardian of the mountain and the hammer of the sacristy. Knowing the holy cliff is the first inheritance of Zhangzhou, naturally not too weak, even if it is not as big as the Zhou Dynasty, but Ye Futian still has no slightest flaws. Therefore, he not only let the teachers fight to lead the top figures from the wasteland and join themselves, but also used the Demonic Beast army to participate in the war.

Otherwise, it is not so easy to take down the holy cliff.

The level of the Holy Land is not difficult, but he did not think about letting the village head participate in the slaughter from the beginning. If he did, the Xia Huang might make a decision. Kyushu can fight in chaos and the holy land can be freely shot. Is the real disaster.

Of course, although the holy cliff is not weak, but today’s Holy Palace and the same year can not be the same language, after the outbreak of the holy war, many wilderness list characters in the wasteland have been successively into the Taoist cultivation, in the temple, and know the holy cliff This war has not yet had time to call the top forces in Zhangzhou to participate in the war.

So in this battle, they will win.

At this time, the summoned heavenly pulse guards the hand-held sacred move towards 猿 砸 , , , , , , , , , , 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹

Yan Hong did not dodge, the golden giant body stood tall, and the battle of the battle madly flowed over the body. His burly body swept a beautiful arc in the void, and picked up the ruleless move towards the holy hammer. go with.

Two pieces of sacred objects are insane in the air, and the endless looting light descends from the sky. It seems that the light of the ruined world has swept through it, sweeping the whole place of the holy cliff, and hundreds of miles of the square garden, the earth is shaking.

Outside the Zhisheng Cliff, there are some people who come to the pilgrimage to see the battle over the holy cliff, and the heart bursts into waves.

They have never seen such a terrifying battle, and they never thought that someone would kill the holy cliff.

That is, the wilderness, the strongest of the Holy Palace.

It is rumored that when the Holy Cliff was invaded into the bad state, now the other side is back, and the strong is coming.

Cangzhou Holy Land knows the holy cliff, facing the crisis of life and death.

In the battlefield, Ye Futian was standing beside him, and the knife stepped forward, and the magic knife appeared in the hand. In an instant, a terrifying magical airflow between the heavens and the earth flowed wildly, turning into an endless magical knife, sweeping the heavens and the earth, this The magic of the stock madly flowed into the body of the knife.

At this moment, the body of Knife is like a metamorphosis, the figure of peace becomes incomparable, and his eyes reveal the dark magic light. The whole person seems to be demonized, his body, and the devil at this time. The sword and the power of the magic between heaven and earth merge into one.

In the Battle of the Dojo, he mobilized the magic knife against Kong Tong. Today, the knife saint has entered the realm of Yin Jun. When the magic knife is urged, the pressure is stronger than that of the year.

The knife seems to be shouting, and the meaning of killing is swept out of it. With the body of the knife saint as the center, the heavens and the earth seem to have become a dark world without life.

Even if he stepped into the realm of the sage, when the magic knife was spurred, the knife still did not feel like he was controlling the magic knife, more like a knife is controlling him.

Entering into the artistic conception, the knife sacred at this time is like a demon god.

Finally, the light of darkness flowed over the cliff of Zhisheng, and then saw a dark knife falling down from the sky, such as the blade of the devil, only a knife, the space in front of the knife is broken. A strong man who knows the holy cliff is directly strangled and killed.

Many powerful people looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts were trembled, so terrifying.

A guardian of the Guardian is flashing, and wants to intercept the knife, but sees the knife sac continues to move forward, like a demon-like body lingering on the sky.

Without any fancy action, it was a slash and went out.

The imposing guardian of the human beings was directly cut off by the waist, and then broken into nothingness, making the countless strongs of the holy cliffs tremble and truly feel the fear of death.

The real war has never depended on the number of people, the world of the cultivation, the strength of the peak, one person can be a thousand troops, otherwise the rules of the dynasty will not limit the shots of the sacred characters, the saints, the holy world, Will be purgatory, no one can live.

Obviously, the knife saint is the existence of the peak of the sage, and the cross knife is immediately, who can stop it.

In addition to the battlefield, Ge Feng and Nie Yan, who may hold the holy device, can block one or two. But at this time, the two strong players are all fighting, and there is no distraction.

The first person under the sage of the Holy Prophet, Confucius, is not knowing the holy cliff today.

“The strength of the Big Senior Brother is stronger than it was at the beginning.” Ye Futian looked at the knife, and when he was in the road, it was the first time he saw the Big Brother using a magic knife. At that time, the big Senior Brother was like a whole person. To be swallowed by the magic knife, it is difficult to control. After a few years, the big Senior Brother cultivation base became stronger and went to the outside world for trial. Now, although it still can’t completely control the magic knife, it is more convenient than the original.

Knowing the holy cliff, the chaos broke out completely, and the white-haired old man summoned the heavenly pulse to guard the tyrannical tyrannical, and the 猿 疯狂 疯狂 疯狂 疯狂 疯狂 疯狂 , 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每 每

Ge Feng was intercepted by the Qinzhuang Nine Strong, and the battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous. A little carelessness would be a catastrophe.

Nie Yan, another strong man of the sage list, has a snowy temple, Palace Lord, and Huangfu, so that they will not be suppressed by the other side.

In addition, the strong people such as You Wei and Zhuge Qingfeng have all entered the crowd, and there are many big demon.

The entire site of the holy cliff, a fierce battle broke out.

Beyond the battlefield, there are still a group of strong people who have not shot, and they are all older people who know the holy cliff. They are hidden on the side, and their eyes are always on Ye Futian.

Ye Futian naturally feels that these people are very strong, they have no participation in the war, their goals are obvious, they want to find a chance to deal with him, first take down his palace, the battle will naturally end.

Even if the strong people who knew the holy cliff were in absolute weakness and continued to fall, they were all unmoved, and they did not intervene to see their temperament.

Ye Futian did not seem to see it. He was sitting in the void and sitting on his knees. He saw that the soul of the piano appeared in front of him. He bowed his head slightly, his hands twitched, and suddenly there was a piano sound in the battlefield.

This is a very exciting but with a bit of sadness. Under the music, the people feel the dying sun like blood, and the heavens and the earth are chilling. This artistic conception seems to be integrated into the battlefield and become a battlefield. portion.

Ye Futian ten fingers swayed the strings and recalled what happened outside Wolongshan, Taihang and the Palace of the Holy Path. These thoughts seemed to be integrated into the mood of the piano, which made the attack of Yuhong, Jianmo and others more and more. The hegemony is fierce, and their minds also recall everything that year.

Today, Zhisheng Cliff will pay for the debts of the year. This is a blood debt.

Since the three holy places want to join forces to destroy the palace, then they will pay the price of blood!

Ps: I saw that there were still one thousand five yesterday. I just came to see it soon. It seems that there are still more than four hundred monthly tickets to add more, sweat, first ready to go!

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