Qian Shanmu and Qin Mengruo raised their heads, their eyes falling on Ye Futian.

The rest of the people also looked at the figure bathed in flames.

Most of the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness Realm are somewhat curious about the young man who created miracles in this ancient world.

"What a strong will power of fire."

Feeling the flame power contained in the flame body, everyone secretly thought, Li Daoyun's eyes were cold. In the ancient world, he had an arm burned by Ye Futian with the help of a flame statue.

Ye Futian's Qinyin spell is very strong, but is his best ability fire?

maybe.

"Do it." The strong man of Donghua Sect said coldly, and many spells bloomed directly, rolling towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

But at this moment, the sun magic behind Ye Futian lit up with extremely terrifying flame brilliance, as if the light of the sun was shining directly down, and many spells were burned directly in the void.

What's even more terrifying is that ancient characters seem to bloom in this Dharma image.

Fire, flame, heat!

There were strong men with lower realms in the Donghua Sect who seemed to have the will of fire in their eyes, and ancient characters turned into will and rushed directly in. They screamed and closed their eyes in pain, and blood bloomed in their pupils.

At the same time, someone's body was set on fire, and the terrifying ancient characters seemed to rush directly into their bodies with the help of will power.

There was a crashing sound, and the Donghua Sect strongman who was good at water attributes released water spells, covering everyone's bodies. Ice fell, trying to extinguish the flames, but several people were still injured.

"this……"

Everyone's hearts trembled. Among the injured strong men, there were even those at the sixth level of Dharma Realm. Unexpectedly, they couldn't even bear the light of Ye Futian's Dharma Appearance?

"boom!"

More violent flames were released, and magma fire seemed to appear between the sky and the earth, turning into a sea of ​​fire. Ye Futian's body bathed in endless fire seemed to be ignited with golden divine flames.

The light of the Dharma is also like a divine flame. This is the Dharma integrated into the flame treasure book of the ancient ruins of Loulan in the ancient world.

The frozen power between heaven and earth lit up with the light of divine flames, and then the ice power dissipated and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Ye Futian's figure flashed and turned into an afterimage.

He is good at the will of the princes of various attributes, and the will of the wind is naturally the same. He can move with the wind, so fast.

A strong man from Donghua Sect felt threatened, and his body exploded. Then he saw the light of Dharma covering his body, and the flames seemed to engulf him. Ye Futian slapped his palms out, and the opponent raised his hands to resist.

, with a loud noise, the opponent's body retreated wildly, a terrifying light of flame shone on the body, the ancient characters of flame loomed, and the body burned.

"Be careful." A strong man who is good at water attribute power instantly came to him and used water spells to freeze his body. If he didn't do this, the opponent would be directly burned to death by the flames.

The sixth-level Dharma, a strong man two realms higher, seemed to be completely vulnerable in front of Ye Futian.

"Boom." There was a loud noise, and the giant bell was blasted towards Ye Futian. An extremely heavy force oppressed his body. Yu Sheng stepped out, but saw the magic rolling towards him.

Others took action against him.

Ye Futian looked at the ancient clock that was blasted away, and the moon appeared behind him.

The sun and moon alternate, and the meaning of cold and heat spreads out at the same time, turning into a terrifying vortex of yin and yang.

Ice sometimes appeared on the ancient bell that came from the blast, and sometimes flames appeared. Two different wills flowed on the surface of the ancient clock, and ancient characters were looming on the ancient clock.

The expression of the strong man who released the Ancient Bell Dharma changed, and he felt a very terrifying aura.

His mind moved slightly, wanting to take back the Dharma.

The light of the sun and the moon continued to pour down, falling on the ancient clock. Gradually, the ancient clock solidified and stopped, a crisp clicking sound was heard, and cracks appeared.

"No..." A strong man from the Donghua Sect of the seventh-level Dharma Realm exclaimed. As soon as he finished speaking, cracking and shattering sounds continued to be heard. The Dharma was broken and collapsed, and the life soul integrated into the Dharma was also destroyed.

destroy.

The Donghua Sect strongman screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body fell into the sky.

"So strong?" The people around him felt their hearts tremble.

Ye Futian crossed the three realms and used his Dharma to directly destroy the Dharma of the powerful seventh-level Dharma Realm of the Donghua Sect. How powerful.

The direct crushing destruction left no time for the rest of the Donghua Sect to react. It was extremely decisive.

Qin King Sun Qinli questioned Ye Futian's fighting ability, and Qin Mengruo also provoked him to take action.

Now, Qin Mengruo and the people from Donghua Sect have seen it.

This is Ye Futian's fighting power.

The faces of Donghua Sect people are as ugly as they are. With so many people surrounding and suppressing them, Ye Futian actually killed another person directly. How embarrassing.

Strong men stepped out one after another, and the high-level Dharma masters of Donghua Sect finally no longer waited and watched, but were ready to take action at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Yu Sheng put his hand directly on his back and took off the magic weapon battle ax. He kept carrying the prince's magic weapon.

The prince's will poured into the magic weapon, Yu Sheng roared angrily, and struck towards the strong men from the Donghua Sect. This ax seemed to split the void into two pieces, and all the strong men from the Donghua Sect avoided it.

.

Then, Yu Sheng's body moved, and he rushed forward like a demon, swinging his battle ax continuously, and the power of each ax was comparable to the power of a top Dharma master.

The prince's will is integrated into the magical weapon, and coupled with Yu Sheng's own power, the power exerted can be imagined.

Ye Futian did not look at Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng brought the prince's magic weapon with him. He had strong confidence in Yu Sheng.

The Sun and the Moon continued to release terrifying power, attacking the several Donghua Sect strongmen who had taken action before.

The people around them stared at the battlefield, their hearts trembling secretly. Donghua Sect, even the two fourth-level Dharma Prime Ministers could not defeat them.

A thatched cottage is still a thatched cottage. It would be difficult for the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Sect to break the myth of thatched cottage.

Qian Shanmu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a look of disappointment, then took out the bamboo flute, put it to his mouth and played.

The sound of the flute filled the air, and wisps of invisible spiritual power headed directly towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

In an instant, Ye Futian only felt wisps of sharp sounds piercing his eardrums, directly disrupting his mental power, and the spells he wanted to release could not be condensed into shape.

He frowned and looked towards Qianshanmu with extremely cold eyes.

Qian Shanmu was one of the two most evil geniuses of the Donghua Sect, and was known as the best melody among the younger generation in the Eastern Barren Realm. He actually chose to take action at this time.

A more violent aura bloomed from Ye Futian's body, and his mental power resisted Qianshanmu's musical attack. He stepped forward, and instead of using spells, he slapped his palm directly towards a strong man from the Donghua Sect,

The big handprint that melted everything shone with the brilliance of ancient characters, and struck a blow with the opponent. The Donghua Sect strongman screamed, and his arms burned.

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly when they saw this scene. Is this a response to Qian Shanmu's attack?

The sound of the flute became more rapid. At this moment, Ye Futian only felt that many small green snakes appeared and bit him directly. He felt a numbness and sting in his mental energy. It was extremely uncomfortable, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

The extremely powerful spiritual will resists the rhythm, but the attack of the rhythm is omnipresent and cannot be defended. It penetrates into the ears continuously. The fire power on Ye Futian's body is dissipating, and the whole person is frozen in the void, as if he is controlled by the attack of the rhythm.

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At this moment, a strong man from the Donghua Sect came with a magic attack. There was a loud bang, and Ye Futian groaned. Even though his body was strong, he still couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out.

Ye Futian, he suffered from both physical and mental attacks.

Yu Sheng roared angrily, and he was also attacked by Qianshan Muyin. At this time, an extremely terrifying light appeared around his body, like the light of a demon, and a layer of barb-like armor spread out from his body.

, gradually wrapped around his body, draped it around him, and turned into the real Demon God's armor. The terrifying Demon God's wings were attached to the Demon God's armor, as if they fit perfectly into it.

"This is..." Everyone looked at Yu Sheng at this moment in shock. His eyes were shining with a dark golden light, like the eyes of the devil, extremely strange, and an extremely terrifying air current was flowing around him.

At this moment, the prince's battle ax in his hand seemed to be completely activated, filled with astonishing power.

Ignoring Qianshanmu's music, Yu Sheng slashed out with an axe. In an instant, a blazing ax light appeared in the space in front of him.

In just a moment, blood bloomed in the void, and several strong men screamed, and their bodies collapsed.

Some people had their arms broken, and some had their Dharma images destroyed.

Everyone also trembled fiercely. Even with the help of the prince's magic weapon, Yu Sheng's realm was only the fourth level of magic, and he actually burst out with such amazing fighting power. The ax still seemed to be chopping firewood, but Donghua

Zong's strong men seemed to have become his firewood, being easily chopped.

Was it because Ye Futian was injured that he went berserk?

Qian Shanmu's eyes were finally no longer calm. When he took action, several members of the Donghua Sect were injured. As a peerless evil figure of the Donghua Sect, this was a bit embarrassing.

At this time, there were many figures roaring in the distance. The battle here only broke out for a short period of time, but the effect was quite tragic.

The first people to arrive were people from the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Sect. Qin Mengruo and Qian Shanmu were meeting here today, and they were all very concerned about it, so they came the fastest.

However, when they arrived, they discovered that this was no Qin Hui. More than half of the people in the Donghua Sect were injured, several were crippled, and some had their arms broken.

Seeing such a scene, one can imagine the anger of the strong man from Donghua Sect. His eyes were extremely cold, and he glanced at Yu Sheng who was holding the prince's magic weapon in the void. The battle ax was still filled with astonishing brilliance.

How dare you act wild here!

"boom."

A princely figure stepped out, and in an instant, a terrifying pressure enveloped Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng raised his head and stared at that figure, his eyes still extremely cold.

At this moment, the prince's whole body was burning with anger. He raised his hand and slapped it with his palm. The terrifying palm mark seemed to crush everything. Yu Sheng roared and raised the ax in his palm to strike.

However, how can one stop a real prince?
Chapter completed!