"Okay." Xiao Mu nodded and walked forward with the flame scepter in hand. Naturally, he could see that the book of flames would be useful to him who practiced flames.
Although the Saintess of Loulan's treasures other than the magical artifacts needed to be exchanged with the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan, how could they not have other ideas? They could at least practice in the ruins first.
Ye Futian and others glanced at the flaming figure. How many times had this happened
But he did not act. Instead, he watched Xiao Mu move forward to the battle platform. The armored soldiers in front of the war drums beat the war drums. In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted. The sound of the drums shook the world, as if there was a will of fire integrated into the drums. Amidst the sound, he headed towards Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu's will merged into the scepter, and he placed the scepter in front of him. In an instant, a terrifying flame light curtain enveloped his body, and the terrifying will burst out, colliding with the vibrating will power from the drums, Xiao Mu stepped forward forcefully to take down the Book of Flames.
None of the people behind him acted rashly. They could feel the power of the war drum, which was very terrifying.
When Xiao Mu took a step, the war drums vibrated again. This time, it was even more terrifying than the first drum sound.
Xiao Mu frowned slightly, and the prince-level luck in his body exploded fiercely, using this to activate the power of the scepter. At this moment, he was like a prince, bathed in flames, and arrogant.
As a leader of Yan City, Xiao Mu only came to the ruins after winning the fortune of being a prince. His strength is naturally extremely terrifying, otherwise he would not be recognized by the magical weapon.
The violent wave of flames rolled on the battlefield, and Xiao Mu's body seemed to be submerged, but he steadily moved forward with the help of the power of the scepter. This was a battle of wills, using his princely will to motivate the princes. The magical weapon scepter, the will that bursts out is definitely close to the prince level, there is no reason not to get the book of flames.
As he moved forward step by step, the sound of drums was loud, and the people behind him kept moving back, their wills shaking and rolling endlessly. Especially those who did not have the luck of being a prince, they just felt that they could not bear this power at all. I am afraid that behind the ruins , there will be no gain at all.
If you don't have the luck of being a prince, you need magic weapons to make up for it, but most people don't have either.
Xiao Mu, who was bathed in endless flames, moved forward step by step like a prince. The soldiers beat the drums again, and the sound of the drums echoed throughout the city. The heaven and earth seemed to resonate, combining with the general trend of heaven and earth, turning into an indestructible force, moving towards Xiao Mu swept away.
Xiao Mu's footsteps paused for a moment, and the terrifying heat wave hit him, and his hand holding the scepter trembled slightly. He was already close to the Book of Fire, and he only needed to take seven more steps to get it.
But he had a feeling that it would be difficult to take these seven steps.
Xiao Mu forcefully raised his steps and stepped forward. With a loud bang, the war drums sounded again. In an instant, an endless fire storm blew up between heaven and earth. The terrifying power of will struck the scepter and the hammer with the sound of war drums. Xiang Xiao Mu.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Xiao Mu's body was blown away. He used the power of the magic weapon scepter crazily. The mark between his eyebrows was extremely eye-catching, but cracks still appeared and were almost broken, but he still held on, and the cracks were repaired. He was panting heavily and his face looked slightly pale.
"Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed. Xiao Mu, who was as powerful as Xiao Mu, also failed, and he also relied on the power of the prince's will weapon, which meant that they were even less likely to succeed.
Behind, the sharp man next to Lou Lanxue said: "It seems difficult for anyone to get it. I wonder if those people in Huangcheng can do it."
Over the years, generations of strong men from the ancient Loulan Kingdom have stepped into the ruins, and have taken away much that they could.
The treasures still left in this ruins are extremely difficult to obtain.
Sharp Man had once taken this Book of Flames, but failed, and he had gone further than Xiao Mu.
Saint Lou Lanxue naturally also tried. She almost got it, but failed at the last step.
Where Xiao Mu was, the phantom of flames in the scepter appeared again, and he looked slightly unsightly.
"Senior, I tried my best." Xiao Mu said.
"I know." The flame phantom nodded: "It seems that no one can get it. It's a pity."
Are the treasures in the ruins of this palace so difficult to obtain now
If so, I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain anything else.
The people behind him were all sighing when they heard his words. Unexpectedly, no one could get it.
Since the shadow of the prince's will said so, it must be true.
But at this moment, a figure in white stepped out and walked towards the fighting platform, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Many people looked at him and couldn't help but show a strange look. Although Ye Futian was unparalleled in talent and recognized by the magic weapon, he was of low level and did not have the luck of a prince. How could he use the full power of the magic weapon in this way
He actually wanted to try something that Xiao Mu couldn't do
Flame Phantom was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Futian walking by. He looked at him in surprise and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
"Of course I'll give it a try." Ye Futian looked at the other person and smiled.
"Are you an idiot?" The flame figure said indifferently. He and Xiao Mu's joint efforts failed. Ye Futian, he wants to try
Is he worthy of giving it a try? Simply overestimating one's abilities.
"Maybe I'm lucky." Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The flame figure said coldly. Ye Futian didn't say anything and continued to walk forward. The sound of drums kept coming and vibrated in his eardrums. He could faintly feel a blazing meaning.
The guqin was placed in front of him. Ye Futian held the qin with one hand and plucked the strings with the other hand, and the sound came out.
The scene at this moment is like a battlefield, and the music is suitable for the general's order.
In just a moment, everyone seemed to be immersed in that artistic conception, as if the front was really like a battlefield.
It is true that Ye Futian has not yet achieved the fate of a prince, but he possesses the emperor's will and integrates it into the guqin, which can influence the will of Prince Gu Loulan to the greatest extent, thereby stimulating the power of the guqin.
The sound of the piano was long, and a majestic meaning filled the air. In the battlefield, there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping.
On the opposite side, the drums trembled and turned into a terrifying momentum. The two momentums collided and were annihilated together.
Ye Futian's steps were very steady, as if there was a strange pattern, and he followed the rhythm of the piano music. The momentum of the piano music continued to get stronger, and every time it got stronger, he took a step forward.
With the emperor's will, stimulating the prince's will and magical weapons, the momentum erupted by the general's order was far beyond what he could compare with before.
The sound of the drums and the sound of the piano were constantly clashing, and the two momentums were terrifying to the extreme. From weak to strong, they became more and more terrifying, until everyone felt as if they were on the battlefield, witnessing the confrontation between the two armies.
It seemed that they underestimated Ye Futian again.
Judging from this momentum, it is possible for him to catch up with the pace Xiao Mu has taken.
However, there was one thing they didn't understand. How did Ye Futian achieve his strength
How could he activate the magic weapon to such an extent
At this moment, the space around Ye Futian was filled with raging flames. The terrifying flames seemed to bury his body, but Ye Futian was surrounded by a storm of piano music, destroying everything, as if transformed by will, the raging flames were always Unable to break through.
He was still walking forward and was gradually approaching the place where Xiao Mu had walked.
This made Xiao Mu's face look slightly ugly, and the flame shadow next to him was also staring at Ye Futian.
Why does he look down on Ye Futian? Because Ye Futian's cultivation level is too low, and he has no luck as a prince. This level of strength will not make any achievements in the ruins.
However, Ye Futian first obtained the magic weapon, and then took the same steps as Xiao Mu here, which made him feel strange. Could it be that he was mistaken this time
"That's it." The flaming figure seemed unwilling to believe that he would be wrong. He saw that the drum beat became more fierce, the momentum doubled, shattering everything, and the storm was unstoppable.
But he saw that Ye Futian's fingers seemed to have turned into phantoms, and he frantically plucked the strings, and a storm of music swept out. Under the general's order, he did not choose to continue to defend, but took the initiative to attack.
"Seeking death." The flame figure said coldly as he watched Ye Futian's movements. If he continued to move forward steadily, he might be able to take a few steps closer to the Book of Flames, but what he was doing at this moment was undoubtedly seeking death.
Ye Futian naturally did not seek death. He stepped out continuously, and the music of the piano swept up with the overwhelming will, colliding with the drums. The space was like a riot, and the unparalleled power of will seemed to tear everything apart.
Following the general's order, at this moment, it seemed as if several qinyin wills containing the emperor's will bypassed the attack and directly penetrated into the war drums.
"Boom." There was another loud noise, the war drum shook the sky, destroying everything, but the storm of piano music in front of Ye Futian had disappeared, all exhausted by the blow just now.
"Seek your own death." The flame figure said coldly. In his eyes, Ye Futian was already a dead person.
Others naturally saw that this will attack would really kill Ye Futian.
But at this moment, Ye Futian raised his hand to pluck the strings. The sound of the drum and the sound of the piano seemed to resonate. A storm of destruction burst out from the drum, annihilating everything.
The next moment, under the shocked gazes of everyone, the armored soldiers beating the drums were instantly wiped out.
"This..." Everyone's pupils shrank and looked at the scene in front of them in shock. What is going on
Ye Futian, how did he do it
The eyes of the flaming figure were also fixed there. Ye Futian actually succeeded and killed those armored soldiers.
The Book of Fire is suspended there, no longer blocking it.
Xiao Mu flashed forward and rushed forward, preparing to snatch it.
Ye Futian turned around and glanced at him. The guqin in his hand was played again. The sound of the zither once again resonated with the war drums. A monstrous will burst out and swept out. Xiao Mu's face changed drastically. As the terrifying will swept through, he was depressed. He snorted, turned pale, stopped for a moment, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
A flaming figure appeared next to the scepter, his eyes extremely uneasy.
It was obvious that he was mistaken. Ye Futian was stronger than Xiao Mu.
"The sound of the piano resonates with the sound of the drum. It's very strong. You have my approval. Come and hold the scepter." The flaming figure said, ready to give up on Xiao Mu!
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