Ye Futian ignored the Holy Lord Xihua, and still stared at the mausoleum statue that was filled with the power of the avenue.
The power of the great avenues that pervades each statue is different, including the way of swordsmanship, the way of strength, the way of the five elements, the way of fragmentation and destruction, etc. The pressure of many great avenues permeates the air at the same time and descends on the body, just like the way of heaven. Generally, the coercion is so strong that it almost crushes the person.
Moreover, the stronger the cultivation level, the stronger the power of heaven may be felt. For example, Saint King Xihua and Saint King Zhou are also like him. Although they stand proudly, in fact, only they know the oppression they are experiencing. .
Holy Lord Xihua looked indifferent, and Ye Futian simply ignored him.
"Everyone, this mausoleum is most likely the mausoleum of the Human Emperor. You must all know some information to follow him. Only they know the secret of the entrance. If you don't capture it, it will be too late." Holy Lord Xihua He opened his mouth and said: "What's more, when the others come to their senses and come here, nothing will happen to you."
Xia Qingyuan and the others are now attracted by the palace in front of them. If the little princess arrives, no matter how they look at it, they will not have a share.
At this moment, a figure stepped forward. This man was slender, dressed in white, and had holy light patterns engraved on his body. His narrow eyes gave people a sharp look at a glance.
His body turned into an afterimage, heading straight towards Ye Futian like a ray of light.
The second person on the list of saints in the Nine Provinces, the most evil figure in the Holy Light Palace, Ji Ya.
The sword was born, shining brightly on the heaven and earth, like the sky was opened. The sword of holy light was so fast and sharp, it arrived in an instant.
Ye Futian stood there without moving. Several figures appeared behind him at the same time. Huang Xi and Yu Sheng simultaneously moved forward to block Ye Futian's back and attacked Ji Ya.
"boom."
There was a loud noise, and Huang Xi's clothes were torn, with several holes appearing. Yu Sheng used the holy weapon Judgment Battle Ax to kill, but he was unable to block the power of the sword. There were several bloody wounds on the burly and powerful body. The terrifying sword intention raged in his body.
Ji Ya is known as the Lesser Sage, second on the list of virtuous people. Under the Holy Realm of Jiuzhou, there is only one person above him. You can imagine how powerful he is. 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, without doubting Ji Ya's strength at all. Not to mention the people in front of him, even those who had been intercepted and dragged by Kong Yao and the others were here, and they could not stop Ji Ya.
"Where is the entrance?" Ji Ya held the sword in his hand and stared forward with his narrow eyes. All the powerful men in the Tao Palace were staring at him. At this time, not only Ji Ya, but also other powerful men were surrounding him.
Ye Futian still didn't look back, his eyes were still staring at one of the statues, and a tyrannical will of the avenue came over him. He seemed to blend into it and feel the avenue.
At this time, Yu Sheng stepped out and came to Ji Ya. An extremely violent demonic power was lingering. The wounds on his body recovered rapidly. With his body as the center, a demonic storm blew up in this space. There was a crisp sound on the body, and it continued to expand, becoming bigger and more violent. A demonic shadow appeared in a flash, and his eyes were like demonic pupils.
"boom."
There was a loud noise, and Yu Sheng stepped forward. Ji Ya frowned. From Yu Sheng's body, he actually felt a threat. Moreover, he clearly noticed that Yu Sheng's aura was rising rapidly, and he actually entered the level of a virtuous king.
His eyes were extremely sharp. Staring into Yu Sheng's demon eyes, he seemed to see a demon god who ruled the nine heavens and ten earths. With that look, all living beings would surrender under his feet.
Another loud noise was heard, and Yu Sheng continued to step forward. With every step, the pressure became stronger, and the world seemed to be controlled by him.
The holy sword in Ji Ya's hand floated in front of him. He rotated his hands with the holy sword as the center. Suddenly, a holy light pattern appeared in front of him. The extremely bright holy light and the sword intention merged into one, and the pattern swallowed up a terrifying sword of light. The rays of light shot out contained unparalleled sharpness. Just one look at them made it feel as if their eyes were going to be blinded. This shows how terrifying the rules are.
This endless light is all aimed at Yu Sheng's body. If it penetrates the body of others, it will be enough to make the flesh and blood riddled with holes and reduce it to dust of light.
"Boom." There was a loud noise. Yu Sheng did not dodge and continued to move forward. Around his body, many Buddhas suddenly appeared with golden light.
The body of the Buddha still has a dark golden color, showing a murderous and ferocious meaning. The Buddha and the devil are one, just like the Buddhist killing Dharma King.
The extremely bright sword intent of the holy light came to kill instantly.
"Dang..."
A clear sound came out, echoing throughout the world. The endless holy light sword pierced the golden light curtain. The two forces were fighting crazily. The sword intent was endless, trying to pierce the light curtain, but saw the dark golden light. The light actually swallowed up the sword intention bit by bit, integrating it into the light curtain.
Ji Ya's expression was indifferent. His sword of light was so powerful and endless, but it could not penetrate Yu Sheng's defense.
This person seemed to have stimulated his potential with a secret method, causing his power to transform, but he actually blocked him.
Stretching out his palm, Ji Ya grabbed the holy sword, and a ray of light flashed past. Yu Sheng struck out an ax without any hesitation, and the ax opened the sky, as if he was going to cut a crack in the void.
The sword light also burst out at this moment, drawing a terrifying arc in the void like the Judgment Battle Ax. The space seemed to explode, and a terrifying storm of destruction appeared. Ji Ya was forced back again, and his body was suspended in the air.
All the powerful men around him showed strange expressions. For the rest of his life in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, he could actually fight against Ji Ya, who was second on the list of virtuous people and had the title of Sub-Saint
At this time, other strong men from the Holy Light Palace also walked towards Ye Futian, Ji Mo and another strong man from the Saint List, Ji Mu.
Huang Xi wanted to take action, but he heard Ye Futian say to him: "Uncle, I can't resonate with the statue of the Emperor in the middle of the entrance. If I am not wrong, I am afraid that only people with royal bloodline will have a chance. , then you don’t want to join the war.”
The ancestors of the royal family left behind imperial mausoleums, and the imperial mausoleum diagrams were passed down from generation to generation. Naturally, they were left for future generations. He even tried to use the emperor's will to activate the statue of the Emperor in the middle, but it was useless.
Therefore, he told Huang Xi not to hurry up. They didn't have much chance. Powerful people from the upper and lower realms had arrived, and there was also Princess Xia Qingyuan. Although there were still a few saintly figures here, they were already very few. .
This opportunity is fleeting.
Huang Xi nodded. He walked under the statue in the middle, and an overwhelming pressure came over him. At this moment, Huang Xi's eyes were filled with solemnity and even a bit of piety. Is this his royal ancestor? .
He didn't know what happened a thousand years ago, it was too far away, but the royal family had declined to the current level, and there were no saints. He even wanted to forget his identity as a descendant of the human empress, thinking it was false. What an irony.
Now, the ancestral inheritance appears here, and he is willing to pay any price to continue the true bloodline of the Human Emperor.
"Uncle, the inheritance is nothing more than the life soul bloodline. Let's try to see if we can communicate with the statue of the Human Emperor." Ye Futian said in front of the statue next to Huang Xi. He could communicate with the will of other statues, but he could not communicate with that statue. If you want to communicate with the statue of the Emperor, only a member of the royal family can do it.
The most direct proof of what the Human Emperor has inherited is the life soul and bloodline.
Huang Xi nodded, and the soul of life was released, and the bright brilliance appeared, no longer concealed.
He naturally understood what Ye Futian meant. In this situation, he was prepared to make a desperate move and there was no other way to go.
"Useless."
Huang Xi didn't react when he saw the statue of the Human Emperor, and his expression became more solemn. He stepped forward step by step, stretched out his hand and cut his finger directly. Blood drops appeared. Huang Xi stretched out his finger, and a line of blood suddenly flew out. came out and landed on the lines of the statue's body.
The blood flowed along the lines of the statue and disappeared, as if being absorbed by the statue. At this moment, Huang Xi clearly felt that the statue seemed to have a ray of life, and its pressure was a little stronger.
"There is hope." Huang Xi's heart was beating. On his fingers, the blood line flew quickly towards the statue, without any hesitation of his own blood. Gradually, only a line of stripes lit up, and on the statue, a bright light was released. The brilliance is like the resurrection of the human emperor.
Everyone present saw this scene and didn't understand why. Suddenly, figures broke out of the sky and went straight to Huang Xi's body.
Among them, the two figures are the fastest and the two strong men of the Holy Light Temple possess the power of the rules of light.
Hua Jieyu took a step forward, and Ji Mu's body suddenly stopped. He felt that his spiritual and will enjoyment was enveloped by an invisible force. He raised his head and stared at Hua Jieyu. There is a ray of holy power on the opponent's body.
Ji Mo's speed was also extremely fast, but at this moment, another bright sword slashed down. Ji Mo's body instantly turned to avoid this sword, but when he felt that the sword light had passed, poof There was a sound and blood spurted out. Ji Mo was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at his left arm. One arm was chopped off.
His expression instantly became extremely ferocious. He raised his head and looked at the person who cut off his arm. He was the Dao Palace disciple Ye Wuchen who had gone to the trial with Xia Qingyuan with him.
Ye Wuchen was in a lower realm than him, but he cut off his arm in an instant.
Staring ahead with cold eyes, Ye Wuchen stood in front of a statue. His life soul bloomed, a silver sword that clanked. In this sword, there was a faint suffocating will of swordsmanship.
What's even more frightening is that the will of the sword seems to have resonated with the statue. 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 life soul sword, covering Ji. Mo, then cut off his arm with a sword.
"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 people surrounding him. The strong man who came up said.
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