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Text Chapter 948 Zhou Shengwang and Li Sheng

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    Ye Futian naturally saw Zhisheng and others. Under the jihad, if they had a chance in the imperial tomb, these people would never mind beheading themselves in the imperial tomb.

    For them, this is a rare opportunity.

    On weekdays, he practiced in the Taoist palace, and the Taoist palace carved an array, and the opponent wanted to attack directly, which was obviously much more difficult than doing it in the imperial tomb.

    All the powerhouses in the barren state surrounded Ye Futian's body, obviously guarding against the powerhouses of the three holy places.

    "Go." Ye Futian walked forward with a flash, and saw many puppets rushing towards them in the imperial tomb. The moment they stepped into the imperial tomb, these puppets seemed to be alive  so-so.

    Qin Zhuang and others moved forward with a sword, the sword came out of the space, and the body of the puppet was cut off, but Qin Zhuang said: "The imperial mausoleum is sealed by the aura of Jin Sha, and it seems to form a space of its own. The power of heaven and earth is not connected to the outside world.  .¡±

    Ye Futian nodded, and he naturally felt that the imperial mausoleum filled with the aura of golden evil cut off the world and affected their strength. For practitioners, it is to rely on communication to control the power of the world and resonate with it, thus  Explode tyrannical power, if you can't do it, you can only explode the power in your body. Although it is equally powerful, it cannot withstand wear and tear, and the power will be much weaker. Those who do not practice martial arts will have a greater impact, and strong mental power is useless  The land of martial arts.

    "Save your strength, and those who are good at martial arts will attack." Ye Futian said, Qin Zhuang and Yuanhong opened the way, with their swords vertically and horizontally, Yuanhong's golden body trampled on the void, extremely violent, pushing forward all the way, destroying endless puppets.

    At this moment, a figure in the holy realm crazily swallowed the power of heaven and earth, absorbing everything like a giant whale, causing terrifying aura storms to appear in the imperial tomb, taking the aura sealed in the imperial tomb as his own.

    Obviously, these saints have also discovered the constraints of the imperial tomb, which will affect their performance.

    Thousands of miles of imperial tombs, the aura is rewinding, and the madness is absorbed by the people of the holy realm, making the aura in the imperial tomb more and more weak. Many people can hardly perceive the existence of the aura, and it is difficult to use the power between heaven and earth. Many strong people feel extremely uncomfortable.

    Looking up at the golden void, the golden air flow is flowing, still like iron chains across the river, like a large sealing formation, sealing the imperial tomb here.

    Ye Futian was a little depressed, but it was a pity that the teacher was not there. Under such circumstances, the teacher who proved the Tao in the flesh would have a great advantage in entering the imperial mausoleum.

    "Bang." At this time, Ye Futian's body was like thunder, his fists blasted a puppet, and he continued to rush forward, galloping in the imperial tomb.

    It's not just him, all the powerhouses are extremely fast, never stopping for an inch, and those puppets killed can't stop their pace at all.

    However, this puppet is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a terrible storm of will sweeping ahead.

    Xia Qingyuan and the others were the fastest, and they had rushed to a rectangular flat land in front of them. There was a golden staircase in the front, ninety-nine feet high. On the staircase, there was a figure standing there. It was a huge puppet holding a spear.  , a terrible storm was set off around, sweeping towards the crowd, a terrible illusion appeared in the heaven and earth, an army of puppets was killing everyone, and a terrible golden chariot rolled forward, like a broken bamboo.

    That huge puppet looks like a general of all armies.

    Huang Xi looked at the scene in front of him in shock, clenched his fists tightly, and with his cultivation level, his eyes were red at this moment.

    This is the technique practiced by their royal family. In the hands of their ancestors, how powerful it is, even if the bones are buried in the imperial tomb, this meaning is still powerful, shocking the eternal, no matter the sages, all will stop.

    Ahead, Li Yao and the people he brought walked forward slowly. The middle-aged scribe next to him held a long knife in his hand, and a straight sword mark appeared in the void, but he couldn't break through the monstrous meaning, so he could only step by step  Forward.

    Ye Futian and the others naturally felt the fearfulness of this sense of martial arts, and the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the artistic conception they felt. The sages and sages were all blocked and moved forward slowly.

    He felt the monstrous artistic conception, blocked Hua Jieyu behind him, stepped forward, let the monstrous martial arts will impact on his body, and remained motionless.

    A number of puppets collided with martial intent and continued to collapse.

    Huang Jiuge walked beside him, releasing a similar sense of martial arts on his body, walking forward step by step, only feeling his heart beating.

    When will he be like his ancestors, commanding thousands of troops and suppressing all sages in a single thought.

    "Bang." At this moment, there was a muffled groan, and Ye Futian felt his heart tremble. Someone behind him groaned, and when he turned his head, he saw a mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth of a strong Taoist palace behind him, his face was pale  , the footsteps stagnate and do not sign.

    This Taoist palace expert is a sage-level figure in Zhansheng Palace. He is very powerful. Not far behind him, someone launched an attack on him.

    ? Sage RankingsWalking forward, the map of the imperial tomb is in his mind, and before reaching the real center of the imperial tomb, the Yuezhi and the Liuli Temple will fight. There will be no big problems in the battle here. Naturally, he cannot lag behind the people in other holy places.

    The body accelerated suddenly, and Ye Futian directly broke through the oppressive martial intent, and the puppet phantom directly hit and flew out at an extremely fast speed.

    The saints walked in front, Zhou Shengwang looked at Li Sheng next to him, and said: "Li, for so many years, the position of the pilgrimage queen of the Great Zhou Sheng has been reserved for you, why do you still have to worry about everything back then?"  Against me."

    Li Sheng still had a gentle smile on her face, she looked at Zhou Shengwang, but she was as cold as a knife, and said: "Zhou Zhiming, if you don't die, I feel restless."

    King Zhou Sheng looked at the most beautiful face in Dongzhou, and said: "I have built a glazed palace in the palace, just for you."

    Li Sheng's eyes became colder, and his body felt an astonishing chill. The people around looked at these two saints, did they no longer hide it?
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