The scene between the mountains became extremely chaotic in an instant, the strong men of various forces were successively attacked by monsters, and the emperor from the outside was not that united.
For example, when Wangshenque practitioners were invaded and retreated by monsters, the ancient royal family of Dayan and the Lingxiao Palace not only did not help, but stared at Ye Futian and the others, their figures flickered together, as if they might be able to do so at any time. Like a start.
"Go." Seeing that something was wrong, Fairy Penglai led the strong men to retreat. They retreated all the way to the mountains behind. In another direction, someone passed by, a practitioner of the Piaoxue Temple. They saw this way. The situation showed a strange color, what are these monsters doing
Jiang Yueli glanced at the battlefield, then looked to the front, and continued to step forward.
The practitioners of Wang Shenque retreated all the way and unknowingly retreated to a valley area, behind which was blocked by an extremely thick black giant peak. The killed Demon King glanced at the powerful men, and then turned around and left. Go back.
This made Wangshenque's practitioners a strange color, so they just left
However, at this time, strong men from the two forces came out, and they were the strong men who had been staring at Ye Futian and their Dayan ancient imperial family and the Lingxiao Palace.
Seeing this scene, Fairy Penglai's eyes were extremely cold, and he seemed to think of something. Why are these two powers targeting Wang Shenque and Ye Futian everywhere? If there is a reason for the Dayan ancient royal family, what is the purpose of Lingxiao Palace? Is it just because Ye Futian has beaten him, so that he loses face
This reason seems far from enough.
Unless, there is a deep reason...
"What do you mean?" Zong Chan looked at the crowd and said, Li Changsheng is not here, he is naturally headed here, and the strength is also the strongest. He was attacked by the Demon Emperor there, and two major forces looked at him, in order to ensure the hope of the gods. The safety of the spiritual practitioners retreats again and again.
Now, those demon emperors have left, but these two forces seem to have killing intent.
"I have always wanted to learn about the strength of people who are practicing under Wangshenque, but there is no chance. Now that there is no one in this secret realm, it is more suitable." The prince Yan Hanxing of the ancient royal family of Dayan said, his steps Stepping forward, walking towards Zong Chan, how terrifying the aura of the Nine Realm of Human Sovereign erupted.
I saw the changes in the sky above the sky, a terrifying sacred dragon appeared, and behind him there was an incomparable figure of a dragon, the sound of dragon chants resounded throughout the world, and the swan dragon chants bloomed, roaring the heavens and the earth, sound waves The avenue swept out, Zong Chan stepped forward, the avenue monument erupted, suppressing the ages, so that the sound wave power was blocked by the god monument a lot, but there was still a terrifying sound wave shocking the people behind him, and many people sent it out. Muffled, his face pale, and he felt like his soul was going to be broken.
Someone's emperor flew out directly, vomiting blood, Bei Gongshuang was very uncomfortable, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face pale as paper, Xia Qingyu also let out a muffled snort.
"Boom..." Zong Chan stepped out, and suddenly there was a monument of infinite gods between the sky and the earth, hanging down from the sky, everywhere, his eyes swept to the other side, his hands were imprinted, and the monuments of gods suddenly appeared from the sky. Suppress this Fangtian.
Yan Hanxing's expression was solemn, and the other strong men also looked up at the sky, their expressions slightly changed, this attack seemed to be everywhere, suppressing this Fang Tian and attacking all the strong.
Yanhan Star Dragon protects the body, but many strong people behind him are not so lucky, and their bodies are directly knocked out.
At this time, an extraordinary figure in the Lingxiao Palace walked out and cultivated in nine realms. An infinitely huge Lingxiao Tower bloomed, suspended in the sky, and countless golden divine lights fell down, sweeping towards the powerful.
Seeing this scene, Fairy Penglai took a step forward, her body seemed to transform into a towering god tree, with infinite branches and leaves blooming, covering the sky and the sun, and protecting the powerful underneath.
"You retreat." Fairy Penglai said, the two major forces on the other side have a stronger lineup than them. If they fight in groups here, they will only suffer.
"Uncle Beigong, Zifeng, help me take care of Qingyuan." Ye Futian said to Beigongao and Zifeng, and then his figure flashed, walking in one direction alone, he felt each other Many people's goals are him, Ling He and Yan Dongyang. Many strong men most want him to die, so they don't plan to be with other people.
When the voice fell, his figure flickered, and he walked alone to one side. With a loud noise, he saw the landslide, and he directly shuttled through the black ancient mountain.
Sure enough, with Ye Futian's departure, many people chased him, and more than a dozen Emperors went in the direction of Ye Futian, which shows Ye Futian's position in the eyes of the two major forces.
That deep black mountain crazily collapsed and destroyed, Ye Futian went all the way forward, with a surprisingly fast speed, the North Palace Proud Eight Realm cultivation base, and Xiaomu, Zifeng Avenue is perfect, and the fighting power is also very strong. It should be enough to protect himself.
He left alone, attracting many powerful people, including the powerful human emperor of the eight realms, so that he could share the pressure on the battlefield over there.
After a while, Ye Futian traveled a distance in this mountain range and came to a place surrounded by black ancient peaks. With a loud noise, Ye Futian's body hits a terrifying black mountain, but he didn't directly hit it. Come, this huge black mountain is like a sacred mountain, with strands of mysterious aura blooming from it, shaking Ye Futian's body back.
More than ten human emperors stepped forward, pressing forward and standing in different directions, faintly enclosing Ye Futian's body in this huge space area.
Yan Dongyang and Ling He are both here, showing murderous intent. No matter how outstanding Ye Futian's talent is, he is destined to die. He is the descendant of Donglai Shangxian. He has entered Wang Shenque practice again, and dare to show such talent. , There is no reason for immortality.
Seeing Ling He's palm stretched out, he saw a sacred pagoda flying out of his hand, towards the sky, and then getting bigger and bigger, hanging above the sky, turning into a huge sacred pagoda.
The descendants of the Lingxiao Palace have the Life Soul of the Lingxiao Tower. This treasure is made from this. When the pagoda hangs in the sky, a terrible golden air current falls, and a great avenue of heavenly power descends down this space. Completely sealed off, the vast area is full of golden air currents hanging down, covering the sky and the sun.
Ye Futian raised his head and glanced, feeling the pressure of the avenue, his eyes were indifferent, this is to isolate the space so as to kill him
"Do you ignore the words of the palace lord?" Ye Futian said indifferently. Do these two powers ignore the rules set by the leaders of the East China Region like this
Everyone looked at him with a bit of sarcasm, as if they were looking at a dead person, Ling He smiled and said: "You were killed by a monster in this mountain range, what is your relationship with us?"