Ye Futian stared at the figure, like a real princely figure.
Probably the powerful prince who broke into the Loulan King's Palace back then, his will is immortal in the formation, the strength of this prince will definitely be above the figure transformed by the flame will.
"Kill." I saw the prince speak coldly, the voice fell, and suddenly the legion stepped at the same time, and a destructive will power condensed into it, heading towards Ye Futian and others in the void, as if trying to kill it. Destroy together.
Ye Wuchen took a step forward, the sword in his hand swayed out, and suddenly a sword rain appeared on the sky, moving towards the attack from the sky below, all the attacks where the sword rain passed were shattered.
However, there is still a mighty figure to kill, this army is not afraid of death at all.
Yu Sheng also stepped forward, the big axe slashed down, an axe shadow cut the void, and the armored sergeants shattered everything they passed.
Ye Futian sat cross-legged on the back of the Black Wind Sculpture, put the guqin on his knees, and stared at the figure of the prince in front of him. Although he now knows the level of his combat power in this ruin, he does not know whether the prince in front of him has it. How strong.
The people who followed Ye Futian in the rear also saw the scene ahead. No one stepped forward to fight, and all three of Ye Futian got the royal artifact.
Among them, unless the owner of the prince's luck has the power to fight, the rest will die if they collide with the prince-level characters, although they are not the real prince, but the prince's will.
The saint Lou Lanxue and others stood behind and watched quietly, Ye Futian went straight to the core of the ancient ruins, where the emperor once was.
In addition to Ye Futian, the same riot scene in front must have erupted in a big battle. She knew that it must be a strong man from the deserted city who had arrived and had already entered inside.
The geniuses from the desolate city are most likely to be the Tianjiao figures of the top forces in the Eastern Desolation Realm. They regard the ancient ruins of Loulan as a trial ground, and their strength is really terrifying.
Seeing that the army was constantly being destroyed, the prince stepped out, and suddenly a terrible aura spread from him.
The prince's body seemed to turn into an illusory shadow, stepping into the void and walking directly to Ye Futian and the others. The will on his body was extremely powerful, which was transformed by the complete prince's will.
Ye Wuchen's figure flashed, and he stepped forward, his body filled with the meaning of invincibility, and his sword intent was overwhelming.
Ignoring everything, the prince continued to wander, walking in the sky full of sword intent. He had an astonishing aura. He wanted to destroy all existence, and the surrounding world seemed to be trembling, extremely terrifying.
The rest of his life also walked forward, and the battle axe slashed out, and they could all feel the strength of each other.
The figure of the prince stepped towards Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng’s attack range. An extremely violent will bloomed on his body. In an instant, it seemed as if there were endless palm prints on the ground and screamed out, sweeping everything, and the sword intent was annihilated under the palm prints. The axe light that smashed for the rest of his life also collapsed.
Ye Wuchen and Yusheng's realm were relatively low after all, and even the prince's luck had never been obtained, so naturally they couldn't urge the magic weapon to erupt a real prince-level will attack.
The sound of the piano sounded, and Ye Futian sat on the black wind carving and plucked the strings, and in an instant, the will of the piano sound rushed directly into the figure of the prince.
Piano-tone spells are good at attacking mental will and have a certain restraint effect.
However, I saw that the other party’s body seemed to be shining with an illusory light, with terrible light from the earth surrounding him, and at the same time, the super strong gravity enveloped the body of the black wind carving and everyone. At this moment, the black wind carving actually Because he couldn't resist that force of will, he fell into the air.
Ye Futian's eyes flashed, the real princely powerhouse, even if the will exists, is still terrifying.
His strings kept plucking, the imperial intent urged the guqin, a chaos, the extremely high pitch of the piano tore everything to pieces, and directly smashed his palm prints.
The prince snorted coldly, his body turned into an afterimage, almost to the extreme, with endless palmprints overlapping around him, and he killed Ye Futian, Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng at the same time. He stood with his hand holding his hand, and the prince's demeanor was full.
Ye Wuchen blew up a storm of swords around his body, and the battle axe kept slashing out for the rest of his life, but it could only barely block the opponent's attack.
Ye Futian lowered his head and continued to play the piano. The music of the piano continued to rise and become stronger, tearing the palm prints from the bombardment. Around his body, there was a terrifying storm of piano sounds, destroying all will.
The princely figure ignored everything and went straight to the violent sound storm. With the help of a princely-level magical weapon, an existence in the realm of Dharma state wanted to contend with him? Although he is not a real prince, just will, he is still enough to crush Ye Futian.
That prince stepped directly into the music storm surrounding Ye Futian's body. At this moment, Ye Futian felt a terrifying will oppress, and that power could not be countered. Although he could act with imperial will Princely magic weapon, but the strength of the will seems to be still somewhat different from the real princely will.
At this moment, he directly urged the Emperor Art, and for a moment his body seemed to have a peculiar brilliance, like an emperor.
A more powerful imperial intention rushed into the guqin. At this moment, the prince seemed to be shocked. The willpower was urged to the limit, and he played the guqin together with the imperial intention. The uplifted piano sound once again made a storm of piano sound around Ye Futian enveloped. The supreme brilliance hit the prince's body.
The prince seemed to feel the threat. The reason why he dared to get close to Ye Futian to obliterate Ye Futian was because he felt that the piano sound released by Ye Futian could not beat him, but at this moment, the piano sound storm became even more terrifying. 'S body trembled violently, and it seemed to have become a little illusory.
But he still hasn't retreated, and he has reached this point. There is no way to retreat. As a prince, even if he falls in the form of will now, he still has the pride of a prince.
"Boom." A stronger will blasted towards Ye Futian, to crush Ye Futian. Heifeng Diao and others had already fallen into the air, and only Ye Futian was contending with each other.
Ye Futian used his imperial intent to protect his body, but his fingers did not stop at all, and a more terrifying piano sound burst out, directly piercing the opponent's body.
The prince lowered his head and glanced, his face was embarrassed, but his footsteps continued to oppress Ye Futian.
"Dead." Ye Futian yelled coldly. The music is still uplifting. He finally understands how terrible the pressure of the chaotic rivers and mountains was under his master. He was doomed to die when he went to the first battle.
The Qin Yin Storm annihilated everything, penetrated the princely figure, and tore away bit by bit. The illusory figure showed an unwilling look, but after all, it turned into nothingness.
When the turbulent air flow dissipated, the people behind looked at the scene ahead in shock. Ye Futian actually killed the prince. Although the prince’s will is incomparable with the real prince, but even so, it is still heart-shaking.
A strange color flashed through Lou Lanxue's eyes, and Ye Futian's ability to do this step exceeded her expectations.
The army below still came to kill, but it was no longer a threat. Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng shot together to kill one by one.
"Go." Ye Futian said. The Emperor's Palace is right in front, and there seems to be a riot over there. Tianjiao from the deserted city has already entered it. He wants to see what's inside.
The Black Wind Sculpture descended at Ye Futian's feet, spreading its wings.
The group of people continued to move forward, and the people behind them still followed closely.
"These guys are really annoying." Yu Sheng said coldly, just following without doing anything, this is the Tianjiao character from all sides
They are just calculating one by one, watching them get the treasure and then prepare to go out to plunder it
Finally, Ye Futian came to the chaotic place, shouting and killing sound, coming from all directions.
"Be careful." Ye Futian said, Black Wind Sculpture slowed down, and they came to a ladder at this time. The majestic palace of the emperor was there. However, the left and right sides seemed to be in riots.
At this time, a horrible breath came from behind, Ye Futian turned his head and looked behind, and then he saw a terrifying army coming from all sides, seeming to know that they had broken in here. , Together to encircle and suppress here.
The expressions of those Tianjiao figures behind Ye Futian changed, and that legion was led by prince figures, and they couldn't compete at all.
The body shape flashed, and then moved to the side, slipping very fast one by one.
"Let's enter the palace." Ye Futian said, they are all here, there is no reason to retreat.
But at this moment, two silhouettes flickered in the left and right directions. Behind them, several princes chased and killed them, all at lightning speed.
Those four figures were indeed the four strong men from the deserted city. They rushed here first and were besieged.
"He is leading people here." Ye Wuchen frowned, his eyes sharp.
The four powerhouses saw Ye Futian and them appear and came straight in this direction. Suddenly, the princes and army from the two sides, plus the people coming from behind, faintly formed them into a siege.
"Go forward." Ye Futian said immediately, and the Black Wind Sculpture rushed towards the palace in front of him like a bolt of lightning.
In the left and right direction, the wind passed by, and the four figures came to Ye Futian and the others. They sandwiched them one by one, and walked side by side with them, and went straight to the palace.
Ye Futian put the guqin on his knees, sitting on the back of the black wind carving, the sound of the guqin was long and he seemed to be ready to make a move at any time.
"Go back." Yi Jiansheng saw a strong man in a deserted city rushed forward and turned his head towards Ye Futian and they cut out a sword. This sword broke out, and the sword light flooded everything, carving the black wind and the people on it. All shrouded in it.
Not only that, the other three people actually attacked at the same time. With the help of the magic weapon, the four powerhouses joined forces, and the black wind carving abruptly stopped and even retreated.
The spell disappeared after the opponent pushed them back. Obviously, it was not really trying to kill them, but trying to use them to intercept and drag the pursuers.
The figures of princes came and rushed directly to Ye Futian, and they glanced coldly at the four figures who stepped into the palace in front of them. The cold killing thought flashed in these princes’ eyes, as if in their eyes, Ye Futian and others were already It's dead!
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