Ye Futian looked at the figure a little depressed, and was actually despised by a remnant of will.
"In that case, don't disturb the seniors." Ye Futian smiled and then walked away.
"I'm coming." There was a voice at this time, and one person stepped forward, who was the strongest of Yancheng Yanzong. He was good at flames.
I saw his body bathed in flames, a flame mark appeared on the center of his eyebrows, and his palm was directly grabbing the flame scepter in front of him.
The flame figure plunged into the scepter, and in an instant, a terrible flame will erupted.
The mark on the eyebrows of the Yanzong powerhouse seemed to light up, turning into an extremely powerful will of fire, a will of princely rank, and the spirit of the surrounding heaven and earth poured into his eyebrows frantically. The mark became brighter and brighter, like a field of fire. Like.
The two have been in a stalemate for a long time. For a long time, a long voice came out: "It's just you. I don't want to wait. I hope you don't insult my magical weapons. I will stay with you for the last time in the ruins. How much the will of fire can be passed on is up to you. If you leave the ruins, you can only rely on your own power to induce the power of the magic weapon."
"Thank you, senior." The Yanzong powerhouse showed excitement in his eyes. He was the first person to receive the magic weapon that contains the will of the prince. With the help of this magic device, he can have the opportunity to condense the will of the prince to the best. The pure and powerful will of fire, forged a medium princely meaning.
Coupled with the increase in this magic weapon, he will be able to burst out extremely strong strength, especially within the ruins, the opponent can help him.
Many people glanced at Ye Futian, thinking that they are really overwhelming, dare to step into the ancient ruins in the realm of the first-order magic phase
At the same time, seeing the Yanzong powerhouse get the magic weapon, others tried one after another, but failed one by one.
But at this moment, there was an exclamation sound, and only in a certain direction, several figures were recognized by the magic artifact almost at the same time.
"It's them." Everyone's eyes flashed, the mysterious four people, at this moment, three of them have won the magic weapon that contains the will of the prince, even the saint woman Loulanxue's eyes showed a strange light.
As the last person got the magic weapon, the four of them left Yukong directly, without a glance at the person here.
"Holy woman." At this time, the sharp young man beside Lou Lanxue said to Lou Lanxue: "These people come from a deserted city. They are interested in ancient ruins, and there may be variables."
Loulanxue's beautiful eyes flashed, and she naturally saw that these four people from the deserted city were very terrifying. They may all be the people of the top power. Now they are interested in the ancient ruins of Loulan. Even if they really get something, they may not necessarily take it. Come out and trade with the ancient country of Loulan.
But at this moment, Ye Wuchen walked to a place in the void, and in front of him, there was a sword.
The sword is silver, and the blooming silver light is faintly sharp.
Ye Wuchen's gaze was like a sword, and his body was instantly wrapped by sword intent, and the sword's will was released, and he was wrapped in the silver sharp sword.
In an instant, the silver sword burst into bright sword light, and the terrifying kendo will directly pierced into Ye Wuchen's mind, as if to punish him.
Ye Wuchen's eyes were extremely sharp, and the sword intent bloomed from the center of his eyebrows, fighting against that sword intent, and wanted to rush into the sword.
"Chichi..." A terrifying sword intent swept through the void in an instant, wrapping Ye Wuchen's body in it. The kendo's will reveals the intention of killing, as if to shatter Ye Wuchen's will.
Ye Wuchen didn't feel it. His body seemed to be transformed into a sword body, and endless kendo will shuttled past his body. At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a body of a sword. Backward, but stepped forward.
"Shit!" A sharp and piercing voice came out, and Ye Wuchen's mouth was bleeding, like the last warning to him.
Ye Wuchen closed his eyes, he could feel a sword facing him, as if he might end his life at any time. At this moment, in perception, Ye Wuchen also turned into a sword, moving towards the sword ahead. Go, as if to resonate with it.
The two swords collided with each other, and the sword that Ye Wuchen turned into a crack appeared, and it was broken a little bit, but the broken sword merged into the other's sword, indestructible and indestructible.
The sword clank clamored, generously shining, and then, was held in the palm of Ye Wuchen's hand, the sword intent and Ye Wuchen's will merged.
"He succeeded." Everyone's eyes flashed, staring at Ye Wuchen.
Qianyang's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he invited Ye Futian and others to come, because he valued the performance of the three Ye Futians in front of the Wanghou Grottoes. Can they defeat the Wanghou Grottoes and can they defeat the Prince's magical tools
Now the facts have proved that he is right. Ye Wuchen got a magic weapon. He and Zhao Han were unsuccessful in trying to take the sword. Although they were not the same sword, it can also be seen that Ye Wuchen's determination was strong. The recognition of the sword.
Ye Futian saw Ye Wuchen holding a sword in the void, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't fall behind.
Lifting his footsteps, Ye Futian came to a place behind Bingzhong. In front of him, there was a guqin, which was in the shape of a dragon. He stepped forward and stood in front of the guqin. Then he flicked the strings with his fingers. In an instant, A terrible piano sound rushed into Ye Futian's mind, and at the same time it trembled in the eardrums of the people around him, but Ye Futian withstood a stronger will attack.
The sound of the piano when the strings are plucked is like the sound of a dragon's chanting.
"There is dragon rhyme in the guqin." Ye Futian's eyes flashed.
Ye Futian plucked the strings again with his fingers, and the sound of the dragon chants oscillated between the heavens and the earth again, and the will that shook Ye Futian's mind this time was even stronger, like a backlash.
"Stop." A cold voice came out, Ye Futian raised his head, and then saw the flame scepter in the hands of the strong Yanzong, an illusory phantom of will appeared again, the flame figure stared at Ye Futian, and said coldly. : "Don't touch that piano."
"Why?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed and looked at the other party. He didn't let himself touch it. After all, he was transformed by the will of the scepter magic weapon. Now, when he chooses other magic weapons, he has to manage it
"No reason, let you stop and stop." The flame figure responded indifferently, looking extremely strong.
Ye Futian looked at the other party, then bowed his head, plucked the strings again, as if a real dragon roar came out, trembling in the heavens and the earth, and his will was backlashed again.
He found that this guqin had no consciousness, only the purest will, which had been completely integrated into the guqin.
"I want this piano." Ye Futian raised his head to look at the flame figure, and said lightly.
"You can't bear it." The flame figure said coldly, as if he cared very much about this Qin and didn't want Ye Futian to be insulted by it.
"Really?" Ye Futian sneered, his ten fingers plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano continued to come out, like a Cangshan Dragon Yin, an incomparably powerful force of will constantly rushed into Ye Futian's mind.
The flame figure looked at him coldly, and the first-order magic phase actually dared to move the piano, looking for death.
Ye Futian didn't know the other party's thoughts, and was still playing. In his mind, the music he played by himself was constantly eating back at him, turning into a terrible will attack, and Long Yin shattered everything.
This piano seems to not allow others to play.
However, he didn't believe it and continued to play.
The dragon's roar is getting more and more terrifying. He wants to shatter his will, and the imperial will descends to guard the will not extinguish. At this moment, he is playing, ignoring everything, just constantly plucking the strings, and an extraordinary breath fills his body. .
Cangshan Longyin continued to tune, and everyone around him stared at Ye Futian and listened to him playing this song.
The flame figure frowned, seeing that the sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched and domineering, but Ye Futian was still indifferent, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that he can really arouse the failure of this piano
But with his realm, how could he be able to withstand the backlash of this piano.
On the quaint guqin, with Ye Futian's playing, there was a faint brilliance shining gradually, the sound of the guqin became more and more terrifying, and the brilliance on the guqin became brighter and brighter.
Accompanied by an extremely high-pitched dragon roar oscillating between the heavens and the earth, the sound of the piano shone brightly, and the loud sound of the piano rang through the world. Many magical instruments sounded loudly, as if they were affected by the sound of the piano.
At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt that there was something broken in the guqin. This guqin was dazzling, and his will was finally able to be directly integrated into the guqin without the power of backlash.
Moreover, he felt an extremely powerful will hidden in the guqin, as if attached to the guqin, like the flame figure attached to the scepter.
Seeing this scene, the flame figure looked very ugly, and Ye Futian actually awakened the piano.
In his eyes, there was a terrifying flame will release, and it went directly towards Ye Futian's brand, which was extremely terrifying.
Ye Futian's imperial will directly penetrated into the guqin, and then plucked the strings, a terrible high-pitched piano sound exploded like thunder, like a real dragon born, colliding with the will of the fire from the attack, directly shattering it.
The surrounding magical instruments trembled more severely, as if being attracted by the sound of the piano.
The flame figure looked cold, and the will power attacked again. Ye Futian was immersed in the guqin, without even looking at him, plucking the strings again, the more high-pitched piano sound shattered everything, and wiped out the attack on his will. .
Seeing that everyone around him stared at Ye Futian, he actually obtained a magic weapon, and this magic weapon seemed to be very strong. With the power of this magic weapon, Ye Futian directly countered the will power of the flame scepter.
What they were a little puzzled about was why this flame figure wanted to stop Ye Futian, and what exactly did this Guqin come from.
Finally, the flame figure did not continue to take action. He looked at Ye Futian and said coldly: "You can get this piano, it is your luck. In the ruins, if I find you insulted this piano, I will definitely kill you. ."
Ye Futian glanced at the other side indifferently. When he tried to communicate with the other side, he was directly rejected.