Ye Futian ignored the sage Xihua, still staring at the mausoleum statue filled with the majesty of the road.
The majesty of the avenues that pervade each statue is different. There are kendo, the way of strength, the way of the five elements, the way of broken and destruction, etc., and the coercion of many avenues diffuses at the same time, descending on the body, just like the way of heaven Generally, coercion is so powerful that it almost crushes people.
Moreover, the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the Tianwei might be felt. For example, Saint King Xihua and King Zhou Sheng are also the same as him, although they stand proudly, but in fact they are only aware of the oppression they are under. .
Shengjun Xihua looked indifferent, and Ye Futian ignored him directly.
"Everyone, this mausoleum is very likely to be the tomb of the human emperor. I think you all know some news to follow him. Only they know the secret of the entrance. If you don't take it again, I'm afraid it will be too late." He opened his mouth and said: "What's more, when others come back to their senses and come here, nothing will happen to you."
Xia Qingyu and the others are now attracted by the palace in front, if the little princess arrives, no matter how you look at it, they won't have any part of it.
At this moment, a figure stepped forward. This man was slender, dressed in white, and engraved with a holy light pattern on his body. The narrow and long eyes gave a sharp feeling at a glance.
His body turned into an afterimage, and went straight to Ye Futian like a ray of light.
The second person on the list of sages in Kyushu is Ji Ya, the most enchanting figure in the Holy Light Hall.
A sword is born, shining the world, just like opening the sky, how fast and sharp the sword of the holy light is, it comes in an instant.
Ye Futian stood there without moving. Several figures appeared behind him at the same time. Huangxi and Yu Sheng simultaneously blocked Ye Futian's back and attacked Ji Ya.
"boom."
With a loud noise, Huang Xi's clothes tore, and several holes appeared. For the rest of his life, he used the sacrificial weapon to slay the sword and he was unable to block the power of the sword. There were several blood holes in that burly and powerful body. The terrible sword intent raged in the body.
Ji Ya is called the sub-sage, second on the list of sages, and there is only one person above him under the holy realm of Kyushu. It is conceivable that he is powerful, and the sword of light in his hand is also a holy weapon.
Ji Shengming Ji Ya stared at Ye Futian and the others, and had never doubted Ji Ya's strength. Don't say that these people in front of him, even the people who were intercepted and dragged by Kong Yao and others before, could not stop Ji Ya.
"Where is the entrance?" Ji Ya held the sword in his hand and stared at the front with his narrow eyes. The powers of the Taoist Palace were all staring at him. At this time, not only Ji Ya, but other powers also surrounded 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 spread over it, and he seemed to blend in and feel the avenue.
At this time, Yu Sheng stepped out and arrived in front of Ji Ya, surrounded by extremely violent magic power, and the wound on his body quickly recovered. With his body as the center, this space blew up the magic storm. There was a crisp sound from the top, and it was expanding, becoming more burly and violent, and a magic shadow appeared shiningly, his eyes were like magic pupils.
"boom."
With a loud noise, Yu Sheng stepped forward, Ji Ya frowned, from Yu Sheng, he actually felt threatening, and he clearly sensed that Yu Sheng's breath was rising rapidly, and he even stepped into the level of Xianjun.
His eyes were extremely sharp, staring at Yu Sheng's magic pupils, he seemed to see a demon god who rules over nine heavens and ten earths, and that one glance made all living creatures surrender to his feet.
There was another loud noise, and Yu Sheng continued to step forward. With every step, the pressure became stronger, and this world seemed to be controlled by him.
The holy sword in Ji Ya's hand floats in front of him. His hands are rotating around the holy sword, and a holy light pattern appears in front of him. The incomparably bright holy light and the sword intent are integrated, and the pattern swallows out a terrifying sword of light. The rays of light shot out, but there was an incomparable sharpness. Just looking at it, I felt that my eyes were going to be blinded, which shows how terrifying the rules are.
This endless light is all killing the rest of the body, if it penetrates the body of another person, it is enough to make the flesh and blood body riddled with holes and become the dust of light.
"Boom." There was a loud noise, and he continued to move forward without evading for the rest of his life. Suddenly, many Buddhas appeared around his body with golden light.
The body of that statue of Buddha still has a dark golden color, revealing the meaning of slaying and killing, the Buddha and the evil are one, just like a Buddhist slaying the king of the law.
The extremely dazzling holy light sword will kill in an instant.
"Clang..."
A crisp sound came out, echoing in the heavens and the earth, the endless holy light sword pierced the golden light curtain, and the two forces were madly confronting each other, the sword intent was endless, trying to pierce the light curtain, but saw the dark gold The ray of light actually swallowed the sword intent little by little, blending it into the light curtain.
Ji Ya looked cold and indifferent. His sword of light was so powerful and endless. However, he could not pierce the defense of the rest of his life.
This person seems to have stimulated the potential with a secret method, causing the power to change, and even blocking him.
With the palm of his hand stretched out, Ji Ya grabbed the holy sword, and a ray of light shone past. For the rest of his life, he chopped out an axe, opening the sky with one axe, as if to cut the void into a crack.
Jianguang also burst out at this moment, tracing a terrible arc in the void like the ruling battle axe. The space seemed to burst, and a terrible storm of destruction appeared. Ji Ya was forced to retreat again, and his body was suspended in the air.
The surrounding powerhouses all showed different colors. For the rest of his life in the Most Holy Tao Palace, he was able to fight against Ji Ya, who is the second sage in the ranking list
At this time, the other powerhouses of the Holy Light Hall also walked towards Ye Futian, Ji Mo and another sage ranking powerhouse, Ji Mu.
Huangxi wanted to take action, but heard Ye Futian's voice transmission to him: "Uncle, I can't resonate with the statue of the Emperor in the middle of the entrance. If I didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid that only people with royal blood will have the chance. , You don’t want to go to war."
The ancestors of the royal family left the imperial tombs, and the images of the imperial tombs were passed down from generation to generation, which were naturally reserved for future generations. He even tried to urge the statue of the emperor in the middle with the imperial will, but it was useless.
Therefore, he told Huang Xi not to hurry up. They didn't have too many opportunities. The strong from the upper and lower realms came together, and there was Princess Xia Qingyu. Although there are still a few holy realm figures in front of them, they are already very few. .
This opportunity is fleeting.
Huangxi nodded, he walked under the statue in the middle, and a supreme pressure descended on him. At this moment, Huangxi's eyes were only solemn, even with some piety. Is this the ancestor of his royal family? .
He doesn’t know what happened thousands of years ago, it’s too far away, but the royal family has fallen to where it is today. There are no figures in the holy realm. He even has to forget his identity as a human queen. He thinks this is false. This is What an irony.
Now, the ancestral inheritance is here, and he is willing to pay any price to continue the true human lineage.
"Uncle, the inheritance is nothing more than life, soul and blood. Try to see if you can communicate with the statue of the Emperor." Ye Futian said in front of the statue next to Huangxi. He was able to communicate the will of other statues, but he could not communicate with that statue. If the statue of the emperor is to communicate, then it can only be done by the people of the royal family.
The most direct proof passed down by the emperor is the fate of soul and blood.
Huang Xi nodded, the soul of life was released, and the dazzling brilliance appeared without concealing it.
He naturally understood what Ye Futian meant. In this situation, he was prepared to make a desperate bet and there was no other way to go.
"Useless."
Huangxi didn't respond when he saw the statue of Human Emperor, his expression became more solemn. He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and cut his finger directly, blood drops appeared, Huangxi's finger stretched out, and suddenly a blood line flew. Out, falling on the lines of the statue's body.
The blood flowed along the lines of the statue, but disappeared, as if absorbed by the statue. At this moment, Huang Xi clearly felt that the statue seemed to have a ray of life, and the pressure was a little stronger.
"There is hope." Huangxi's heart was beating. Above his fingers, the blood line flew to the statue quickly, without the slightest bit of his own blood. Gradually, only a striped road was lit up, and the statue released a brilliance. The brilliance is like the revival of the emperor.
Everyone present didn't understand how they saw this scene, and suddenly one after another silhouette broke through the air and went straight to Huangxi's body.
Among them, the two strongest figures in the Temple of Light with the fastest speed and the power of the rule 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 Shengwei above the opponent's body.
Ji Mo's speed was also extremely fast, but at this moment, another dazzling sword fell down. Ji Mo's body instantly turned to avoid the sword, but when he felt the sword light had passed, he puffed. There was a sound, blood shot out, Ji Mo was stunned, he lowered his head to look at his left arm, one arm was severely chopped off.
His face instantly became extremely hideous. He raised his head and looked at the man who cut his arm. He was the disciple of the Dao Palace, Ye Wuchen, who had gone with Xia Qingyu to the trial with him.
Ye Wuchen's realm was lower than him, but he cut his arm in an instant.
The cold eyes stared at the front, Ye Wuchen stood in front of a statue, his life and soul bloomed, a silver sword, screaming loudly, in this sword, a suffocating kendo will faintly revealed.
What’s more terrifying is that this kendo will seems to resonate with the statue. The statue itself is filled with kendo coercion. At this time, this kendo coercion seems to be integrated with his sword of life and soul, covering Ji. Silently, this broke his arm with a sword.
"The imperial tomb is the tomb of the ancestors of the imperial family of my most holy Taoist palace. It should be inherited by the imperial family. If you want to forcibly break in, please blame me for being merciless." Ye Futian also stood in front of a statue, looking at those surroundings. The strong man who came up said.