The Legend of Futian

974. Chapter 955 borrows a ancestor and a sword (30,000 monthly ticket plus more chapter)

Chapter 955 borrows a ancestor and a sword (three thousand monthly ticket plus more chapter)

The sound of Huangfu was like a thunderous explosion. The heart of everyone in front of the stone wall of the mausoleum trembled fiercely. Then they saw that the holy king of the holy mountain of Xihua was dropped by the palm of the hand and climbed up. I also spit out a blood.

I thought that the sage of the past had no action when I saw this scene, and my eyes stared at the front.

The figure of Huangfu has been thoroughly integrated into the stone wall statue. His flesh and blood, bones and even the will are like a complete fusion with the statue, which seems to be the return of the ancestors.

At the moment when the Huangpu bloodline blended with the statue, he clearly felt that the statue was carved by the blood essence of the emperor. It was left by the ancestors and resonated with his blood, urging the seal in the statue. Will, he clearly feels the sense of bloodline connection, and the bloodline and his lineage, but it has not dried up for thousands of years, this is the ancestor of the ancestors, even if a statue left thousands of years ago, is enough to shock saint.

His Imperial Family is after the real emperor.

This life can feel the ancestors of the ancestors, and die without regrets.

As for the nine songs and Ye Futian, they will see how their Destiny is. At least, he is guarding this and will not let other holy people enter it.

He and Ye Futian watched the Huangling map together, knowing that in this mausoleum, it is the real relic center, and hope that the ancestors can bless the nine songs.

Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng, Hua Jieyu and others did not continue to fight. Before returning to the statue, the people of the Daogong Palace came to fight for the Imperial Family. Now Ye Futian and Huang Jiu Ge have entered. The imperial mausoleum, then the battle here has no meaning.

At this time, the statue of the emperor, the huge eyelids on the statue turned slowly, looking to Liu Zong.

“Roll.” A loud scream, the sky was cracked, the statue trembled fiercely, and some of the emperor’s pressure swept out. Liu Zong controlled the Holy Way and resisted madly, while the body quickly retreated and left the statue.

“Boom.” Another loud sound came out, Liu Zong’s body was shaken for several kilometers, then fell to the ground, the blood in his mouth vomited, the whole person was lying there, the spiritual will seems to be shattered, only one left Tone.

Huangfu’s gaze continued to turn and looked at the other people. Suddenly, the figure flashed back and forth, and there were still people who dared to approach.

Huangfu is only a sage character. Naturally, he can shoot people. What’s more, he is probably a dying body. He is fearless. If there is a chance, the saint will kill him.

I am afraid that they have no chance to go in.

In the distance, there are also sacred characters coming. The first person to come is Ji Sheng. He knows that Ji Mo was killed, so he left the ancient temple and came here. When he saw the situation in front of him, his face was as dark as water. .

There is a glorious brilliance between the heavens and the earth, and his body is like a light, like a god, even if it is suppressed by the avenue, this moment of Ji Sheng, still blooms the fifth best of the holy list. .

This endless light turned into a giant sword, swallowing glory, and the void seemed to be torn apart. Ji Sheng stepped forward and the palm moved toward the front, and in a flash, the sword opened and the light pierced. Nether, move towards the statue of the Emperor.

The statues are like the emperor’s shackles. Heavenly Dao’s power is falling down. When the giant swords come, the speed is suppressed. A pair of illusory hands appear. It is the hands of the emperor, and the sword of the emperor blooms in the world, suppressing everything in the world. , smothered in front of the town, and collided with the sword of light.

The sword of the time was directly pierced and crushed, and the giant sword continued to move forward and stabbed to Ji Sheng.

However, Ji Sheng was extremely fast, even if it was oppressed by the force of repression, but he stepped out and disappeared in the same place, appearing in midair.

However, his face is still very ugly, he did not even have a statue.

Even if it is the remains of the emperor, the statue after the millennium is nothing but a dead object. On his body, the more flaming glow blooms without fear.

At this time, the stone wall of the mausoleum was shaking wildly, and the thirty-six statues vibrated together. From the sky to the sky, the real Tianwei fell down and descended on the body of Ji Sheng, making Ji Sheng frown, these dead things, I want Suppress his holy path.

Many of the figures in front of the stone wall quickly retire and dare not approach again to avoid being affected.

The emperor’s look is very solemn. Before the statue, there seems to be a mighty emperor. A huge and infinite virtual shadow emerges like a real human reborn.

“Oh.” A man’s sword shines, it is Huangfu’s Life Spirit, but at the moment, this sword seems to be the real human sword, getting bigger and bigger, and there is a terrifying hurricane between the heavens and the earth. The world is chilling.

The sword moved toward the sky above the sky, and it came to the top of the space of the seal. The vast and endless space seemed to be suppressed. A devastating storm descended from the sky, and Ji Sheng looked solemn. He finally felt it. pressure.

“Imperial Family, the first ancestor, a sword.” The emperor screamed, and there appeared a shadow of the emperor on the sky. He held the sacred sword of the sacred man, and pressed the sword directly with his hands. The sword hangs down, like the imperial sword, suppressing the ages.

Borrow a ancestor with a sword.

This sword fell, Ji Sheng crazy resistance, the virtual air blowing up the ruin of the avenue, his clothes tear, the body mad.

This sword seems to avoid inevitable, suppressing a day, accompanied by a loud noise, the people who saw the fifth holy Jisheng body were also shaken out, the powerless fall, the internal organs are like tearing. It’s all right.

In the eyes of Huangfu, there was a glimpse of killing, and once again by the emperor’s prestige, but seeing a figure disappeared at this time, just like a light will take Ji Sheng directly to retreat to the distance, it is Ji Ya.

This scene has left countless people on the scene scared.

To the Holy Palace, the emperor, is only the peak of the sages, but today, with the sword of the ancestors of the emperor, almost smashed Ji Sheng, the fifth of the Kyushu holy list of Ji Sheng.

The people at the Holy Palace are solemn and gaze at the emperor.

They naturally feel that the battle of today may be the last battle of Huangfu’s life, but this life can have such a battle, enough to be proud.

In the distance, there are saints coming, but it is impossible to shake the imperial concubine.

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Ye Futian and Huang Jiu Ge stepped into the mausoleum. This is an empty world. It is not a real grave. In this space, it is full of sacred meaning.

The view here is extremely open, looking up and looking forward, Ye Futian and Huang Jiu Ge are deeply shocked.

There, there is a sacred body taller than the statue outside, as if it were not a statue, but a real flesh and blood, the emperor.

Seeing the figure, they almost thought that this is a living emperor, can be fake.

This emperor, who was thousands of years ago, seems to be standing through time and space, giving the real people a crush.

In this scene, Ye Futian couldn’t help but think of the statue of Ye Qingdi.

At that time, Ye Qingdi’s last will was in the statue of Qingzhou City, and he was awakened by him.

This emperor, under the palm of his hand, pressed a sword, and the whole body was smashed, releasing the eternal gods, as if there had never been a bit of dust in thousands of years.

In the direction of his side, there is also a bow. This bow is very quiet and there is no tyrannical bloom.

However, what kind of instrument is there in front of the Emperor?

Glass San does not hesitate to rush into the Imperial Tomb, what is it, not just for Bo an opportunity.

In the holy mountain of Xihua, Xihua Shengjun and Zhou Shengwang married, and Zhisheng also announced that they would join. It seems to be aimed at Ye Futian. She seems to be cloudless, but what she thinks, who knows?

At that time, she knew that she and Zhou Shengwang could only live one person in this holy war.

Therefore, in the jihad war has not yet erupted, Zhou Shengwang has not been directed at the glazed temple, she has been letting the moon sneak into the direction of the Holy Palace, Jiang Yuexi, has been in the wasteland to the Holy Palace Central Province City.

Therefore, with the death of the strong man of the month, she knew that she did not blame the maid who had followed for many years. Jiang Yuexi can be said to be her maid, which can be said to be a discipline or a sister.

She knows that everything that Lunar New Year has done is for her.

At this time, Ye Futian looked down at the statue, and saw two figures on each side, sitting quietly, and the body floated.

These two people, it is the first to enter the mausoleum of the glass saint and Zhou Shengwang, they seem to have been seriously injured.

The two men each gave each other a very powerful blow. The sword of the sacred sacred sword even pierced the body of Zhou Shengwang. Even if it is a sacred place, it is impossible to ignore the injuries caused by the same characters. The battle behind them has always been a wounded battle.

After rushing into the Imperial Tomb, it was a great battle to see the scene ahead. In that very short time, the two experienced a terrifying life-and-death confrontation.

But at this time, they are just sitting there quietly.

Ye Futian looked at the two figures in front and walked forward step by step. Even if they felt that both of them were seriously injured, he still did not dare to take it lightly. After all, this is two sacred characters.

There is a qualitative difference between the sacred strongman and the sage. The gap is too big. Even if he relied on the statue of the Holy Way, he still could not withstand the attack of the West China Saint. This is the gap.

“The remnants of the emperor are in front, why don’t the two snatch it?” Ye Futian looked at the two men starting talking: “glass saint elder sister Is this hurt?”

His voice was a bit cold, and he was obviously dissatisfied with the actions before the glass saint.

When I saw Jiang Yueqi, I felt the breath of the other party. He had a speculation. What happened behind it undoubtedly confirmed his guess. Unfortunately, he still cares.

However, in that case, he also had to join forces with the glass saint. After all, on this side, only the glass saint could block the West Hua Shengjun and Zhou Shengwang, not to mention a sanctification.

The glass sacred eyes turned and looked at Ye Futian. At this moment, Ye Futian saw her beautiful eyes but a faint light, like a terrifying red mans, which was even more strange!

Ps; third, this chapter is the plus chapter of the 30,000-month ticket, the 30,000-month ticket means that this month has a full ten chapters!

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