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- Ye Futian ignored Xihua Shengjun, still staring at the mausoleum statue filled with the majesty of the avenue.
The majesty of the Great Dao permeating from each statue is different. There are swordsmanship, power, five elements, shattering and destruction, etc. The pressure of many great avenues permeates at the same time, descending on the body, just like the way of heaven Generally, the coercion is so strong that it almost crushes people.
Moreover, the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the power of the sky may be felt. For example, Xihua Shengjun and Zhou Shengwang are the same as him. Although they stand proudly, in fact, only they know the pressure .
Xihua Shengjun looked indifferent, 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, it will be too late." Xihua Shengjun He opened the mouth and said, "What's more, when other people come to this side after they come to their senses, there will be nothing wrong with you."
Xia Qingyuan and the others are now attracted by the palace in front of them. If the little princess arrives, no matter how you look at it, they will not be there.
At this moment, a figure stepped forward. This man was slender, dressed in white, with a pattern of holy light engraved on his body, and his long and narrow eyes gave people a sense of sharpness at a glance.
His body turned into an afterimage, and went straight to Ye Futian like a ray of light.
Ji Ya is the second person on the list of sages in Kyushu, and the most monstrous figure in the Holy Light Hall.
A sword is born, shining in 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, Huang Xi and Yu Sheng moved forward to block Ye Futian's back at the same time, and attacked Ji Ya.
"boom."
With a loud bang, Huangxi's clothes were torn, and several holes appeared. Yu Sheng used the holy weapon judgment battle ax to slash out, but he couldn't block the power of the sword. The terrifying sword intent raged in his body.
Ji Ya is known as the sub-sage, the second on the list of sages, and under the holy land of Kyushu, there is only one person above him. It is conceivable that he is powerful. The sword of light in his hand is also a sacred weapon.
Ji Sheng ordered Ji Ya to stare at Ye Futian and the others, never doubting Ji Ya's strength at all, not to mention the people in front of him, even the people who were intercepted and dragged by Kong Yao and the others here, can't stop Ji Ya.
"Where is the entrance?" Ji Ya held the sword in his hand, and stared forward with his long and narrow eyes. All the powerful people in the Taoist palace were staring at him. At this time, not only Ji Ya, but other strong people also surrounded him.
Ye Futian still didn't look back, his eyes were still fixed on one of the statues, and a tyrannical Dao will paved his way. He seemed to blend into it and feel the Dao in it.
At this time, Yu Sheng stepped out and came to Ji Ya, a violent demonic power lingered, and the wounds on his body recovered rapidly. With his body as the center, a demonic storm blew up in this space. There was a clear sound from the upper body, and it was constantly expanding, becoming more burly and violent, and a ghostly shadow appeared, and his eyes were like magic pupils.
"boom."
With a loud noise, Yu Sheng stepped forward, and Ji Ya frowned. From Yu Sheng, he actually felt a threat. Moreover, he clearly sensed that Yu Sheng's aura was rising rapidly, and he even stepped into the level of a virtuous monarch.
His eyes were extremely sharp, staring at Yu Sheng's magic pupil, he seemed to see a demon god who ruled the nine heavens and ten earths, and at that glance, all living beings would submit to their feet.
There was another loud noise, and Yu Sheng continued to step forward. With each step, the coercion became stronger. It seemed that this world was about to be ruled by him.
The holy sword in Ji Ya's hand floated in front of him, and he rotated his hands around the holy sword. Suddenly, a holy light pattern appeared in front of him. The incomparably bright holy light and sword intent merged into one, and the pattern swallowed out a terrifying sword of light. The rays of light shoot out, but they contain unparalleled sharpness. Just looking at it, you feel like your eyes are going to be pierced, which shows how terrible the rules are.
However, this endless light will kill Yu Sheng's body. If it penetrates the body of others, it will be enough to make the flesh and blood body full of holes and reduce it to dust of light.
"Boom." There was a loud noise, Yu Sheng did not dodge, and continued to move forward. Suddenly, many Buddhas appeared around his body, shining golden light.
The body of the Buddha still has a dark golden luster, revealing the meaning of killing and killing. The Buddha and the devil are one, just like the Buddhist king of killing Dharma.
The extremely bright holy light sword intent instantly kills.
"Clang"
The crisp sound came out, echoing between the heaven and the earth, the endless holy light sword pierced the golden light curtain, and the two forces were franticallyFighting against, the sword intent was endless, trying to pierce the light curtain, but saw the dark golden light swallowing the sword intent bit by bit, merging it into the light curtain.
Ji Ya's expression was indifferent, his light swordsmanship is so powerful, it can be endless, however, it can't pierce Yu Sheng's defense.
This person seems to have stimulated his potential with a secret method, causing his power to transform, and it actually blocked him.
With his palm outstretched, Ji Ya grabbed the holy sword, a ray of light flashed past, and Yu Sheng slashed out with an ax without any hesitation, and the ax opened the sky, as if to cut a crack in the void.
The sword light also erupted at this moment, drawing a terrifying arc in the void like the Judgment Tomahawk. The space seemed to explode, and a terrible storm of destruction appeared. Ji Ya was forced to retreat again, and her body was suspended in the air.
All the powerhouses around showed strange colors. For the rest of his life in the Holy Palace, he was able to fight Ji Ya, who was second on the list and had the title of sub-sage?
At this time, the other powerhouses in the Hall of Holy Light also walked towards Ye Futian, including Ji Mo and Ji Mu, another strong man on the sage list.
Huangxi wanted to make a move, but he heard Ye Futian voice transmission to him: "Uncle, the statue of the emperor in the middle of the entrance, I can't resonate with it, if I guess correctly, I'm afraid only the descendants of the royal family have the chance , you don¡¯t want to join the battle.¡±
The ancestors of the royal family left the imperial tomb, and the map of the imperial tomb was passed down from generation to generation. Naturally, it was reserved for future generations. He even tried to move the statue of the emperor in the middle with the emperor's will, but it didn't work.
Therefore, he told Huangxi not to hurry up, they didn't have many chances, the powerful people from the upper and lower realms came together, and there was Princess Xia Qingyuan, although there were still a few holy figures here, they were already very few .
This kind of opportunity is fleeting.
Huangxi nodded, and he walked under the statue in the middle, and a supreme coercion descended on him. At this moment, Huangxi's eyes were only solemn, and even a little pious. Is this the ancestor of his royal family? .
He doesn't know what happened a thousand years ago, it's too far away, but the royal family has not fallen to where it is now, there are no saints, and even, he has to forget his identity as a descendant of the queen, thinking it is false, this is What an irony.
Now, the inheritance of the ancestors appeared here, and he was willing to pay any price to continue the true blood of the emperor.
"Uncle, the inheritance is nothing more than the blood of the soul of life. Try to see if it can communicate with the statue of the emperor." Ye Futian said in front of the statue next to Huangxi. He could communicate with the will of other statues, but he could not communicate with the statue of the emperor. Respecting the statue of the emperor to communicate, then only the people of the royal family can do it.
The most direct proof of what the Emperor has passed down is the soul and blood.
Huangxi nodded, the soul of life was released, and the bright light shone, without any further concealment.
He naturally understood what Ye Futian meant. In this situation, he was ready to put all his eggs in one basket and had no other way to go.
"Useless."
Huangxi didn't respond when he saw the statue of the Emperor, and his expression became more serious. He walked forward step by step, stretched out his hand and cut his own finger directly, a drop of blood appeared, and when Huangxi stretched out his finger, a line of blood flew out, and landed on the lines of the statue's body.
The blood flowed along the lines of the statue, but it 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 coercion became stronger.
"There is hope." Huangxi's heart was beating. On his fingers, blood lines flew towards the statue rapidly, without stinging his own blood. Gradually, a striped road lit up, and a bright light was released from the statue. The brilliance is like the revival of the Emperor.
All the people present couldn't understand what happened when they saw this scene, and suddenly one after another of figures pierced through the air and went straight to Huangxi's body.
Among them, the two fastest figures are the two powerhouses in the Holy Light Hall who possess the power of the rule of light.
Hua Jieyu took a step forward, and suddenly Jimu's body stopped suddenly. He felt that his spiritual will was enveloped by an invisible force. He raised his head and stared at Hua Jieyu. There is a ray of holy power above the opponent's body.
Ji Mo's speed was also extremely fast, but at this moment, another bright sword slashed down, and Ji Mo's body instantly turned to avoid the sword, but when he felt that the sword light had passed, poof There was a sound of barking, and blood spurted out. Ji Mo was stunned for a moment. He looked down at his left arm, and one arm was severed off.
His face instantly became extremely ferocious. He raised his head and looked at the person who cut off his arm. It was Ye Wuchen, a Taoist disciple who had accompanied Xia Qingyuan to the trial with him.
Ye Wuchen's realm was lower than him, but he chopped off his arm in an instant.
Staring ahead with icy pupils, Ye Wuchen stood in front of a statue, his life and soul bloomed, it was a silver sword, clanging and clanging, in this sword, faintly revealing the suffocating will of swordsmanship.
What's even more frightening is that the will of the sword seems to resonate with the statue, and the statue itself is filled with the pressure of the sword. At this time, the pressure of the sword seems to be integrated with his sword of life and soul, covering Ji Ji. Mo, it was only then that the sword broke his arm.
"The imperial mausoleum is the tomb of the ancestors of the royal family of my most holy palace. It should be inherited by the royal family. If you want to force your way in, don't blame me for being merciless." Ye Futian also stood in front of a statue, looking at the surrounding people. The strong man who came up said.Like before, his life and soul bloomed, and it was a silver sword, clanging and clanging. In this sword, there was faintly suffocating swordsmanship will.
What's even more frightening is that the will of the sword seems to resonate with the statue, and the statue itself is filled with the pressure of the sword. At this time, the pressure of the sword seems to be integrated with his sword of life and soul, covering Ji Ji. Mo, it was only then that the sword broke his arm.
"The imperial mausoleum is the tomb of the ancestors of my royal family in the Holy Palace. It should be inherited by the royal family. If you want to force your way in, don't blame me for being merciless." Ye Futian also stood in front of a statue, looking at the surrounding crowd. The strong man who came up said - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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