The Legend of Futian

973. Chapter 954 Laozi is a person of the emperor

Chapter 954 Laozi is a person of the emperor

The eyes are all moving towards Ye Futian, and behind the Ye Futian, the statue is also alive, releasing the terrifying avenue, like a huge imaginary shadow, and in front of him. The Ye Futian will merge.

Obviously, the thirty-six statues carved on this mausoleum can not only suppress people, but also release a stronger avenue.

Ye Wuzhi did it in the wasteland to the holy palace, and Ye Futian can do it at the moment.

Xihua Shengjun did not hear him, and stepped forward. His eyes glanced at the emperor, and the statue of the emperor was getting brighter and brighter. Obviously, the entrance to the tomb of the emperor might be there.

On the body of Xihua Shengjun, it also released a avenue of avenues, even if the cultivation base was limited in the imperial tomb, but he was a saint after all, and realized the way of saints, even if the statue was extremely powerful, it was a avenue. But that is nothing but the power of the Holy Path. He is a holy person himself, and he will be afraid.

He can’t shoot Ye Futian, but if Ye Futian dares to use this force to deal with him, he naturally wants to fight back. Even if Xia Huang knows, can’t he say that he is not obeying the rules?

“It is not only the inheritance of the ancients, but also the one who can do it. If you say it, will the Holy Ghost Palace engulf the inheritance of the Imperial Tomb?”

Xihua Shengjun step by step to the direction of Huangpu, saying: “It’s ridiculous.”

There are saints first, others naturally do not care, have encircled to the emperor, although there are many strong people in the Holy Palace, but not enough to see.

“Can the glass elder sister help me?” Ye Futian is facing the glass sacred voice not far away.

The glass saint nodded, and her figure flashed, and she first came to the front of the statue, then turned to face the West China Saint.

Holding her sorrowful sword, her black hair flies, her heroic and cool, and she stands with her sword. It is amazing to see the outline.

“Glass Saint, you are alone, afraid that it is not enough to see.” Xihua Shengjun continued to move forward, next to him, Zhou Shengwang and Zhisheng also stepped out.

Zhisheng has been staring at Ye Futian, and finally he is ready to take the shot. He waits for Ye Futian to take the initiative to deal with him.

At this time, it is obviously an opportunity.

All three of them released a boulevard, and the spiritual will was sturdy to the extreme, and an invisible trend confronted the avenues of the blooms in the statue.

“Zhou Shengwang, first take down your woman.” Xihua Shengjun said, he also knows that there is no time to wait.

“Hands.” Zhou Shengwang spit out a sharp voice, and suddenly the three great sacred strong men shot at the same time, went straight to the glass saint.

“No dust,” Ye Futian shouted. He immediately pushed the statue to the extreme. His body floated in front of the statue, and a huge virtual shadow appeared. It was like the statue’s manifestation, a punch, and suddenly The emptiness of the sky seems to have terrifying stars falling down and rushing to the three great holy places.

At the same time, Ye Wuchen Life Spirit’s sword screams and sings, a touch of terrifying sword and the will of the statue blend together, killing out, like a road Jianwei, open the void.

On the body of Zhou Sheng, there was an infinitely large golden phoenix figure, covering the sky, and a golden sharp Phoenix sword appeared in front of the golden phoenix body, and the move towards the front was assassinated.

“Yushu.” At the same time, Xihua Shengjun and Zhisheng launched attacks at the same time. The three great sanctuaries, even if the realm was suppressed, the outbreak of the attack was still horrific.

Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen only borrowed the holy road. They themselves are holy roads and want to fight them.

The violent air current is raging, and Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen’s attacks are directly destroyed by them, but at this time, the glass saint’s sword is smashed out, the road is frozen, the blood seems to be condensed, and the body is cold. Trembling, Jianguang is like a cold moon, destroying the Tao and destroying the situation, not only can smash the flesh and blood, but also cut off the will of the Holy Path.

The three great sacred characters face the attack of the glass saint naturally and dare not take it lightly, take it seriously, resist the power of the attack, but they suddenly feel that there is a stronger prestige from the statue, Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen do not have I thought that I could defeat the saints by the will of the statue, but as long as they can weaken the strength of the three great sacred characters, and then attacked by the glass saint, it is enough to block them.

On the other side of the emperor, the statue of the emperor is getting brighter and brighter. The body of the emperor has already floated in front of the statue. His spiritual will is integrated into it. The majestic mausoleum is shaking. The eyes are extremely sharp. May have to be opened.

The strongest of the parties flashed quickly and went straight to the place where the emperor was, but at this time, there was another sacred sacred sacred coming. The nine-character aura flashed, and the sacred sacred dynasty fell down, killing the broken arm. silent.

“Boom.” A loud noise, Ji Mo body was once again shocked to vomit blood, his face pale.

The first impact was broken by the leaves and dust. The attacker was Gu Dongliu, and he did it.

“roll.”

Gu Dongliu spit out a voice, and at the same time, the glory of the tens of thousands of words broke out at the same time, and merged with the avenue. Move towards those who were close to the emperor, and the strongmen were directly attacked by the earthquake.

Ji Mo’s face was gloomy to the extreme. He was the enchanting figure of the Holy Light Temple. He went to the trial and was sealed, and he was twice humiliated. When Gu Dongliu was in trial, he often confronted him.

Seeing that the people still want to go forward, Gu Dongliu’s handsome face flashed a sense of chill.

These people have people from all the holy places. He naturally understands that Ye Futian is not good at them. Otherwise, the pressure on the Bada Road Palace is too great. However, in this situation, it is obviously useless to make the Imperial Family inheritable. It’s a killer.

In this case, only kill one hundred.

His eyes glanced at Ji Mo, and the nine-character aura was surrounded. The Tao Wei in the statue was integrated into it. Above the nine characters, it seemed to contain kendo.

Ji Mo seems to have seen Gu Dongliu looking at him. From that pair of eyes, he felt the killing, and his face suddenly changed.

“Who dares to go forward, hehe.”

Gu Dongliu sighed coldly, and the nine-character glory flew like a sword. Ji Mo felt that the pressure of the body collapsed and no longer took care of the remains of the emperor.

The nine-character radiance directly penetrated through and penetrated his body. The next moment, the people saw that Ji Mo’s body was vibrating in the air, and then moved towards the sky.

The enchanting figure of the Holy Light Temple has not yet had time to really release its light in the land of Kyushu, so that it can be directly killed.

Ji Ya and Ji Mu are still fighting, and seeing Jimmy’s face stunned, but what makes them even more embarrassing is that they are the strongest in the sage list, facing Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu at the Holy Palace. People are not at all dominant, especially Ji Ya, who is the second person in the list.

If the people at this level of the Taoist sage are out of power, how strong is it?

“open.”

At this time, the brilliant brilliance of the road burst forth, and the violent sound of hōng lóng lóng came out. When the people looked up at the center of the mausoleum, they saw the statue of the great emperor, who broke through a gap and appeared in the middle. A door.

As they have guessed, this statue of the emperor is the real entrance.

“Speed ​​goes in.” Huangfu said, Ye Futian started talking: “Withdraw.”

At the same time, the people of the Taoist Palace moved towards the statue of the emperor.

“Roar.”

A terrifying sound screamed out, terrifying sound waves swept through this space, and the body of the Emperor Jiugou and other people in the palace was shaken off and spit out a blood.

They looked up and looked in the other direction, only to see one of the statues glaring at King Kong, and there was an incomparably illusory figure in the void, where Liu Zong stood there, and Life Spirit seemed to merge with the shadow.

Before Liu Zong saw Ye Wuchen communicate the statue, then Ye Futian and Gu Dongliu were doing the same. He knew Ye Futian what they saw, did not participate in the battle, but tried to communicate with the statue, he also did it. .

“Liu Zong.” Xihua Shengjun showed a smile, it is his future holy king of the West China, Ye Futian they can do, Liu Zong can.

Ye Futian’s face is very ugly, he even has no time to care about Liu Zong, he and the dust-free still in the glass holy war, the three great sanctuary attack is getting stronger and stronger, especially Zhou Shengwang, close and glass In the war, the space blew a terrifying storm.

“I will stop him.” Gu Dongliu said, the nine-character glory moved toward the direction of Liu Zong’s direction, Liu Zong swept Gu Dongliu, and there was a Buddha light in his body. He also cultivated multiple abilities. The Buddha’s technique is one of them.

The endless ancient ink floated out and collided with Gu Dongliu’s nine characters. The two men also fought by the statue of the Holy Path.

“Nine songs, speed goes in.” Ye Futian spoke up. He didn’t want the idea of ​​inheritance. When he was in dire straits, it was the people of the wilderness who rushed to the palace to fight for him. Among them, Imperial. Family Huangfu, and later the jihad broke out, Huangpu led the Imperial Family to move to the Holy Palace, this life of friendship, do not need to put it on the mouth.

In a simple sentence, the emperor’s nine songs are faintly red, without much to say, the body move towards the direction of the emperor rushing away.

“Hey.” A loud noise came out, and the glass sanctuary was shaken back. With this retreating trend, her speed was like a lightning-like move towards the statue of the emperor.

Zhou Shengwang saw the speed of this scene burst out, and it was almost unbelievable.

The two lights disappeared instantly and rushed into the imperial tomb. Even the Xihua Shengjun and Zhisheng, who fought with Zhou Shengwang, took a slow step. When they reacted and shot forward, Ye Futian and Ye Wu The dust attack came at the same time, but the two did not seem to see it. The incomparable sacred path of the Holy Path erupted, directly destroying the attack and continuing to move forward.

Ye Futian’s body was shot like a lightning bolt, and it seemed to blend with the statue, raising his hand and blasting it. At the same time, the leafless Life Spirit sword came, which made the West Hua Shengjun and Zhisheng have to slow down. He lifted his palm and blew it out.

A loud bang, Ye Futian’s body hit the statue, spit out a blood, and the leafless Life Spirit was shaken back, and the corner of the mouth was also bleeding.

“Dongzhou’s first beauty, Sanli, is it your turn to pity the jade?” Xihua Shengjun looked at Ye Futian sarcastically.

Ye Futian’s eyes were cold, and apparently he was betrayed by the glass saint.

Liu Sheng, the most beautiful woman in the Kyushu big man, the Palace Lord of the Glass Shrine, she is not as gentle as it seems in normally. When such an opportunity arises, how can she not catch it, if she can get people? The further progress of the emperor can destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty.

“Futian, you go in with the nine songs, and hand it over to me.” At this time, the emperor’s body was suspended in front of the statue of the emperor. His body seemed to blend with the statue, facing Ye Futian and the emperor who came here. Nine songs started talking.

“Uncle.” Ye Futian looked up.

“There is no time, I will be optimistic about the people in the palace.” Huangfu looked at the Xihua Shengjun and Zhisheng Road.

Ye Futian looked at Huangfu, clenched his fists and then said, “Nine songs.”

“father.” Huang Jiuqi looked up at Huangfu.

“Off.” Huangfu’s voice was solemn, and the door of the tomb was slowly closed.

“Go.” Ye Futian didn’t hesitate any more, pulling the Huangjiu song directly into it, Xihua Shengjun and Zhisheng face slightly changed, the speed suddenly increased, but saw a giant sword descending from the sky, directly inserted in the entrance At the same time, the speed of the two men was slow, and they saw that the gap slowly closed. Ye Futian and Huang Jiu Ge looked back and looked outside.

“Nine songs, Imperial Family, I will give it to you later, don’t lose the face of the Imperial Family.” Huangfu’s voice came into the gap, and his face showed a smile: “Futian, I want to witness you standing in Kyushu. Oh, it seems that there is no chance. I did not regret the entrance to the palace.”

His voice has not yet fallen, the gap has disappeared, and the two people inside have not heard it.

He could have entered himself, but outside, there must always be someone to guard, otherwise the door is open there, and there is hope in them. In the distance, there are already saints coming.

At this time, his spiritual will seems to be burning, his body gradually becomes illusory, as if he is to be thoroughly integrated into the statue. The stone wall of the entire tomb is violently trembled. The statue of the emperor seems to be recovering. The true avenue of the dynasty hangs down, no longer the holy road, but the pressure of the emperor.

The body of Xihua Shengjun came straight to the emperor, and his body was full of blazing light. With an angry shot, a palm smashed out, the void seemed to be shattered, and the moving towards statue was smashed away.

At this moment, the eyes of the huge statue suddenly opened, and an angry roar was spit out in the mouth.

“I am a human being.”

Along with this sound falling, the infinitely large palm prints slammed out, and the body of Xihua Shengjun was directly shot and flew out, and the sound of broken bones came out, crisp and harsh.

(End of this chapter)