Ye Futian looked at the figure with a little depressed look, but was actually despised by a residual will.

"Since that's the case, I won't disturb you." Ye Futian said with a smile, then walked away.

"I'll do it." At this time, a voice came out, and a man walked forward. He was a powerful man from Yancheng Yan Sect. He was good at flames.

I saw his body bathed in flames, and a flame mark seemed to lit up at the center of his eyebrows, and his palms grabbed directly towards the flame scepter in front of him.

The figure of flame penetrated into the scepter, and in an instant, a terrifying will of flame erupted.

The mark between the eyebrows of the strong man in Yan Sect seemed to be lit, turning into an extremely powerful will of fire, a will of the royal level, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him rushed into his eyebrows wildly. The mark became brighter and brighter, like a fire domain.

The two of them were in a stalemate. For a long time, a leisurely voice came out: "You are forced to do so. I don't want to wait anymore. I hope you don't insult my magic weapon. In the ruins, I will accompany you for the last period of time. How much fire will can be inherited depends on you. After the ruins, you can only use your own power to activate the power of the magic weapon."

"Thank you, senior." The strong man of Yan Sect showed excitement in his eyes. He was the first person to obtain the will of the king and princes. With the help of this magic weapon, he could have the opportunity to condense the will of the king and princes into the purest and most powerful will of fire and forge a medium-sized will of the king and princes.

With the increase in this magic weapon, he will be able to burst out with extremely strong strength, especially in the ruins, where the other party can help him.

Many people looked at Ye Futian, thinking that they were overestimating their abilities. How dare they step into ancient ruins if they had the first-level Dharma Realm?

At the same time, seeing the powerful Yan Sect obtaining magic weapons, others tried one by one, but failed one by one.

But at this moment, a scream came out, and a few figures were almost recognized by magic weapons in the same direction.

"It's them." Everyone's eyes flashed. At this moment, three of the mysterious four people had already seized magic weapons containing the will of the king and princes. Even the beautiful eyes of the saint Loulanxue showed a strange light.

As the last person got the magic weapon, the four of them left directly in the air, without looking at the person here.

"Saint Maiden." At this time, the sharp young man beside Loulanxue said to Loulanxue: "These people are from the deserted city. They have become interested in ancient ruins, and there may be variables."

Loulanxue's beautiful eyes flashed, and she naturally realized that the four people from the Huangcheng were very terrifying. They may all be people of top forces. Now they are interested in the ancient ruins of Loulan. Even if they really gain something, they may not necessarily trade it with the ancient Loulan Kingdom.

At this time, Ye Wuchen walked to a place in the void, and there was a sword in front of him.

The sword is silver, and the blooming silver light faintly reveals a sharp meaning.

Ye Wuchen's eyes were like swords, and his body was instantly wrapped by sword intent. The sword's will was released and he was wrapped in the silver sword.

In just a moment, the silver sword burst out with a dazzling sword light, and the terrifying sword will pierced directly into Ye Wuchen's mind, as if he was about to kill him.

Ye Wuchen's eyes were extremely sharp, and the sword intent burst out from the middle of his eyebrows and sucked out, fighting against the sword intent, trying to rush into the sword.

"Swish..." A terrible sword intent instantly swept across the void, wrapping Ye Wuchen's body in it. The sword will exude a killing intention, as if to smash Ye Wuchen's will.

Ye Wuchen seemed to have not felt it. His body seemed to be about to turn into a sword body. The endless will of swordsmanship shuttled through his body. At this moment, he seemed to be no longer a flesh and blood body, but a sword body. Not only did his body not retreat, but instead stepped forward.

"Swish!" A sharp and harsh voice came out, and the corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth bleed, as if it was the last warning to him.

Ye Wuchen closed his eyes and could feel a sword facing him, as if he could end his life at any time. At this moment, in his perception, Ye Wuchen also turned into a sword and headed towards the sword in front, as if he wanted to resonate with it.

The two swords collided with each other, and the sword transformed by Ye Wuchen appeared cracks and broke little by little, but the broken sword merged into the opponent's sword, unable to kill or kill.

The sword roared and brightly lit up. Then, Ye Wuchen held it in his palm, and the sword intent and Ye Wuchen's will blend together.

"He succeeded." Everyone's eyes flashed and they stared at Ye Wuchen.

A strange light flashed in Qianyang's eyes. He invited Ye Futian and others to come, just to value the performance of Ye Futian and the other two in front of the Royal Grottoes. Can they defeat the Royal Grottoes, and can they defeat the Royal Grottoes?

Now the facts prove that he is right. Ye Wuchen got a magic weapon, and he and Zhao Han failed to get the sword. Although it was not the same sword, it also shows that Ye Wuchen's will was firm and recognized by the sword.

Ye Futian saw Ye Wuchen holding the sword in the void, and a smile flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't fall behind either.

Raising his footsteps, Ye Futian came to a backside of the military tomb. In front of him was a guqin, which was faintly dragon-shaped. He walked up to stand in front of the guqin, then plucked the strings with his fingers. In an instant, a terrible piano sound rushed into Ye Futian's mind, and it also trembled in the eardrums of the people around him, but Ye Futian suffered a stronger will attack.

The sound of the piano when the strings are plucked is like the sound of a dragon's roar.

"The dragon rhyme is hidden in the guqin." Ye Futian's eyes flashed.

Ye Futian's fingers tugged the strings of the piano again, and the sound of the dragon roar shook between heaven and earth again, and this time the will in Ye Futian's mind became stronger, like a backlash.

"Stop." A cold voice came out, Ye Futian looked up, and then he saw an illusory phantom of will appear again in the flame scepter in the hand of the strong man of the Yan Sect. The flame figure stared at Ye Futian and said coldly: "Don't touch that piano."

"Why?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed at the other party. It would be fine if he didn't let himself touch it. After all, he was transformed by the will of the scepter magic weapon. Now, he has to take care of other magic weapons when he chooses other magic weapons?

"No reason, let you stop." Fire figure responded coldly, looking extremely strong.

Ye Futian looked at the other party, then lowered his head and plucked the strings again, just like a real dragon roar, trembling between heaven and earth, and his will was once again counterattacked.

He found that this guqin had no consciousness, only the purest will, and had completely integrated into the guqin.

"I want this piano." Ye Futian looked up at the figure of Fire and spoke lightly.

"You can't bear it." Fire Shadow spoke coldly, as if Qin cared about it very much, and did not want Ye Futian to insult it.

"Is that true?" Ye Futian sneered, plucked the strings of the piano with his ten fingers, and the sound of the piano continued to come out, just like the roar of the Cangshan dragon. An extremely powerful will power continued to rush into Ye Futian's mind.

The figure of Fire looked at him coldly, and the first-level Dharma Realm dared to move this piano and seek death.

Ye Futian didn't know what the other party was thinking, and he was still playing it. In his mind, the piano music he played continued to retaliate against him, turning into an extremely terrifying will attack, and the dragon roar shattered everything.

This piano seems to be not allowed to play by others.

However, he didn't believe it and continued to play.

The sound of the dragon roar became more and more terrifying, trying to shatter his will. The emperor's will came and protected his will. At this moment, he played it, ignoring everything, and only plucking the strings, and an extraordinary aura filled his body.

The dragon roared in Cangshan, and the music continued to sound. Everyone around him stared at Ye Futian and listened to him playing this song.

Fire flame frowned. Seeing Qinyin becoming louder and more domineering, Ye Futian was still indifferent. A strange color flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that he can really inspire this piano?

But with his realm, how could he withstand the backlash of this piano?

Above the quaint guqin, accompanied by Ye Futian's playing, a faint light shone gradually. The sound of the guqin became more and more terrifying, and the guqin became brighter and brighter.

Accompanied by an extremely high-pitched dragon roar, the sound of the piano shone brightly, and the loud sound of the piano resounded throughout the world, and many magical instruments were roaring, as if they were influenced by the sound of the piano.

At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt something broken in the guqin. The guqin was dazzling, and his will was finally able to directly integrate into the guqin, without the power of backlash.

Moreover, he felt an extremely powerful will hidden in the guqin, as if attached to the guqin, like a flame figure attached to the scepter.

Seeing this scene, the figure of Fire looked extremely ugly, and Ye Futian actually awakened the piano.

In his eyes, a terrible flame was released, and he went straight towards Ye Futian's imprint, which was extremely terrifying.

The Emperor Ye Futian's intention directly penetrated into the guqin, and then plucked the strings. A terrible high-pitched sound exploded like thunder, like a real dragon, colliding with the will of the flames that came to kill, directly shattering it.

The surrounding magic tools trembled even more violently, as if they were attracted by the sound of the piano.

The flame figure looked cold, and the willpower attacked again. Ye Futian was immersed in the guqin, without even looking at him. He once again plucked the strings, and the louder sound of the piano tear apart everything and wiped the attack against his will.

Seeing this scene, everyone around him stared at Ye Futian. He actually obtained a magic weapon, and this magic weapon seemed to be very strong. Ye Futian used the power of this magic weapon to directly compete with the willpower of the flame scepter.

What they were a little puzzled was why the flame figure wanted to stop Ye Futian and what origins did this guqin have?

Finally, the figure of Fire did not continue to take action. He looked at Ye Futian and said coldly: "Since you can get this piano, it is your chance. In the ruins, if I find that you have insulted this piano, I will definitely kill you."
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