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Chapter 832 Want to ask Qingtian

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    In the battlefield where Ye Futian was, both the legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the legion of the Holy Palace were all encircled and suppressed.

    The Xuanwu Legion is still trapped, huddled in the Xuanwu shell, and every time the magic whip falls, many people in the Xuanwu battle formation will be directly killed, but the battle formation is still immortal, waiting for the arrival of outside support.

    Ye Futian still sat cross-legged, playing the piano with both hands, the sound of the piano enveloped the world, and his spiritual power also enveloped the vast and endless void, and all the pictures on the battlefield were imprinted in his mind.

    All the people in Zhishengdao Palace are fighting hard, fighting for their faith.

    Teacher, in fulfilling his promise, he will lead the Tiangang battle formation to block the most elite army of the Great Zhou.

    The Sword Demon and Xu Shang's sword array, as well as the senior brother, all entered the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty's army, fighting at all costs.

    This battle is a battle of life and death.

    More violent mental power poured into his mind, as if it was integrated with his spiritual will. However, he is only a middle-grade sage after all. Such terrifying spiritual power made him unbearable, and his spiritual will seemed to collapse.  It's like Hua Jieyu fought with the will of the Holy Spirit at the beginning, and passed out directly after the battle.

    Today, he is also facing the same situation.

    But at this moment, he wasn't thinking about the consequences. His incomparable mental power was almost uncontrollable. He tried hard to control his body not to tremble, and let his ten fingers still play the piano sound steadily.  An even more terrifying spiritual storm, gradually, a supreme figure seemed to gather together, like an ancient god.

    The art of inheritance in the temple, the magic of all phenomena.

    At this moment, it blooms from Ye Futian's piano sound.

    This ancient god that appeared continued to condense into shape, getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun, and appeared in the center of the fighting army. Many fighters looked up in shock. On the ancient body, there was an extremely terrifying aura.  Mental willpower.

    The power of incomparable rules flows above the huge body of the ancient god, and strands of extremely terrifying purple-gold thunder shine between the heaven and the earth. Between the ten fingers of the ancient god's body, there flows endless radiance of world-destroying thunder.  The radiance of thunder is like a magic whip.

    The ancient god stretched out his arm, and descended with the endless purple thunder brilliance, strands of thunder and long whips wrapped around the basaltic formation, like the light of doom crazily falling down, hitting on the super strong spiritual will condensed in the battle formation  up, making the huge Xuanwu body tremble.

    "Jieyu." Ye Futian, who was playing, uttered a voice. Hua Jieyu had the same thoughts as him at the moment, and his body flew into the air. He waved the magic whip in his hand with the strongest force, and headed straight towards the Xuanwu battle formation.  Going forward, it directly hit the center of the endless thunderous brilliance, as if triggering a terrifying formation.

    In an instant, figures flew out of the Xuanwu battle formation, screaming in pain.

    The entire battle formation, countless powerful people, were all blown away, the incomparably huge Xuanwu was torn apart, and the battle formation was shattered and disintegrated.

    Standing in that void, Pang Mu saw the people around him being blown away crazily, and he himself felt a terrifying force attacking his spiritual will, and his face turned pale.

    Unexpectedly, he would face such a dangerous situation when he launched an attack on Ye Futian's side.

    "Boom." As soon as his footsteps were stepped, Pang Mu wanted to retreat, but Xuanwu Minghun appeared and wrapped his body in it. At this moment, he had only one thought, to escape.

    "Where are you going?"

    A cold voice came out, like a voice of judgment. After the voice fell, Pang Mu looked up at the ancient god. He saw a pair of terrifying eyes, which were like Ye Futian's eyes, extremely deep,  It made people fall into it, and in an instant, a terrible storm of mental power invaded, and Pang Mu's whole body was instantly shrouded in purple thunder, and he felt a sting of mental power.

    Boom

    There was a terrifying loud noise, and the ancient god in the void punched out a punch, as if a boundless huge star fell down, hitting Xuanwu's body.

    Accompanied by a terrifying shocking sound, cracks and shatters appeared in Xuanwu's body, and Pang Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

    "I will withdraw from the battle." Pang Mu suddenly felt a strong sense of fear, if he continued to fight, he would die here.

    A whistling wind came out, and Hua Jieyu's whip whipped down, and there was another loud noise. Pang Mu felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and his whole body was numb for a while.  One breath left.

    "Death." Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Pang Mu in the void, with cold killing intent in his eyes.

    He wants these people who killed the Dao Palace to die.

    & nFlying through his body, beams of light immediately pierced through his body, passing through his fists, feet, chest and abdomen, and even the top of his head, bursting out with boundless brilliance.

    Tian Can Jue is his cultivation method, what is the meaning of the word Tian Can?

    In fact, there is one form he did not teach Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, and that is the ultimate form of the Tiancan Jue, the Tiancan Form.

    Break through the limits of the physical body and burn all the potential of the physical body.

    At this moment, in the battle formation of Tiangang, endless aura poured into his body frantically, infiltrated in without reservation, raged and impacted in his body, and seven rays of light shot straight into the sky.

    At this time, Dou Zhan Xianjun's state of mind is smooth and flawless, and an incomparably terrifying force of will envelopes the heavens.

    In the vast world, there seems to be a force resonating with it. Above the sky, a terrible storm suddenly blows up. These storms ravage the world like the rules of the road, and then move towards the body of Dou Zhan Xianjun.  Go, penetrate his body, causing Douzhan Xianjun to move slightly, and look up to the sky.

    God, are you kidding him too?

    At this time, above the void, the chess pieces in the hands of Zhou Shengwang and the old village head fell, and their eyes were all extremely sharp, looking at the Dou Zhan Xianjun in the sky.

    The state of mind is perfect, the holy catastrophe is coming, and the holy way is forged.

    "Haha" A loud laugh shook the world, Dou Zhan Xianjun stared at the sky, and said solemnly: "I want to ask Qingtian, how much life is like, but what is the heart, death, what regrets?"

    Since God let him experience the holy way before he died, this life will be flawless!

    ps: Brothers, please support the monthly ticket of the army ?
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