The Legend of Futian

After Zhong Zhi defeated Zhong Li, Xiao Junyi embarked on the battlefield. No one else stepped out. He gained a rare initiative and could choose opponents.

Xiao Junyi chose the ancient witch tribe ghost as the opponent.

Guichen is very thin, although his face is quite handsome, but it always gives a slight gloomy feeling. Moreover, he seems to be very interested in the Phoenix, which also comes from the old village with nowhere, and often stares at Huang.

When he stepped out of the battlefield, the eyes staring at Xiao Junyi became even colder. Now the people who have taken the initiative naturally want to challenge the biggest and weakest person. Xiao Junyi chose him as the weakest being on the battlefield?

Many people do not understand why Xiao Junyi chose Ghost Birthday as his opponent. This mysterious and gloomy guy feels very dangerous, and of course it will not be the weakest one.

"You will be miserable." There was a dark sneer at the corner of Guichen's mouth. Xiao Junyi heard his words very calmly. The moment he stepped on the battlefield, handsome was always easy to give people the feeling of quietness, as if nothing had happened. Being able to make his heart a wave, indifferent to the extreme, gives people the feeling of ruthlessness.

People in Chenlu naturally understand how Xiao Junyi is a dangerous character. He is not only cold, but even cold-blooded, but from the handsome appearance, he can never see the meaning of cold-blood.

Ignoring the words of Guichen, Xiao Junyi appeared a bamboo xiao in his hand, playing slowly on his mouth, his clothes fluttering and dancing with the wind, his handsome appearance and chic figure, such as a handsome boy.

A strand of invisible mental power permeates into Ghost's mind with the sound, as if it turned into a stream of dark death, eroding towards Ghost's mental power.

A ray of black gas appeared on Guichen's face, and his face became more gloomy. His opponent seemed to be just like him, and he was good at the ability of the dark system.

A green flame appeared in the spiritual will, and the dark air stream invaded like a ghost fire was burned, making the dark air flow around. At the same time, just listening to the sound of rattling, a vine rolled towards Xiao Junyi's body Go, and these vines are not green, but they are weird in color. The vines look like sharp spikes, covering Xiao Junyi's body like a poisonous snake, and then burying toward him.

"What kind of wood power is this?"

"The ancient witches are good at evil attributes. They are not simply wood attributes. If they are entangled, they may lose their combat power instantly."

As everyone stared at the battlefield, the vine turned into a giant python to cover the sky, and it seemed to block Xiao Junyi's way out, but Xiao Junyi was still playing Zhu Xiao as if he had not even noticed it.

A stream of dark air flowed around the body, instantly drowning his body, like a black mist. When the python-like vine rolled to his body, it turned into the color of darkness in an instant and withered directly. , And then died.

"It ’s such a strong death spirit that he has cultivated it to such an extent that he has stained the blood of many people in his hands." The lord of the Most Holy Palace looked to Xiao Junyi, and very few people had practiced the death spirit. Called a necromancer, it is not accepted by the orthodox world of the practice, because to practice death, you need to contact many dead people.

A wasteland, there is a very terrible dead spirit practitioner, a character that many people dare not mess with, the Dark Lord.

Guichen frowned. The power of his practice was equally evil. However, even Xiao Junyi's death was overwhelmed. Even the power of evil attributes still has life, but Xiao Junyi's ability is to kill all life.

"Om." A blaze of fire burst into bloom, and the python vine that continued to roll towards Xiao Junyi actually burned the flame directly. The wood properties and flame properties have always been intolerable. When wood meets fire, it burns. On top of the magic spell, a ghostly glow appeared in that space in an instant, and colorful airflow floated towards Xiao Junyi's body.

Xiao Junyi is still playing Zhu Xiao. The dark air around him is getting stronger and stronger, like a black snake whistling and dancing, wrapping him all in it. When the endless dark air flows, the aura between heaven and earth It seems that it has all turned into dark death gas, and the flames burned, and it is also directly extinguished. Under the death gas, there is no aura support, and the spell naturally cannot burn.

Xiao Junyi raised his footsteps, he was blowing bamboo Xiao, step by step, the darkness and death was flowing wildly around him, no spells could survive in the past, all were destroyed and extinguished, he stepped out of the cover of the spell, Toward the ghost, he was very slow and very slow, obviously very comfortable, but everyone watching the battle felt a chill.

The dark air flow around the body turned into a dark python, and then turned into a black dragon, galloping over the battlefield, covering the sky and covering the sun, that song is like the sound of death.

Guichen, restrained to death.

Behind Guichen, a terrible dark shadow appeared, a huge pattern appeared, and the air of evil attributes flowed, turning into a huge and terrible imprint, like the ancient characters of the ancient Wu tribe.

"It's the ancient witch's curse." The eyes of the strongest man in the Holy Land flashed, and the pattern became larger and larger, and a devastating air flow was flowing into the pattern. The ghost's palm waved, and the curse suddenly came forward. Xiao Jun Yi killed.

The dark dragons around Xiao Junyi rushed out in anger, and the endless dark air flow passed through the spell, and then the spell also turned into the color of darkness. The next moment disappeared into the invisible. Another strand of black gas kept flashing in his face. He felt that his whole body had been eroded by death gas, his vitality was weakening and he was stripped.

"I confess." Guichen uttered a difficult voice. If he did not confess, he would die, and Xiao Junyi would really kill him.

"What a terrible guy." Countless people trembled in their hearts. This Xiao Jun recalled the strength that erupted in this battle, which made people feel scared.

Ye Futian also felt that Xiao Junyi was stronger than in the holy road. This should be related to his killing in the holy road. Too many people died in the hands of the holy road.

"Are you a descendant of the Dark Lord?" Someone asked in the direction of the Holy Palace.

"Yes." Xiao Junyi said, his ability to converge was polite, like a peerless son.

"I heard that you have killed many people in the Holy Road." The strong voice was indifferent: "The power of death destroys humanity. Would it be a sin for you to practice these powers?

Xiao Junyi looked up at the strongest man in the Most Holy Palace, and he still didn't have many waves. He said, "If my predecessor thinks I am guilty, is the Most Holy Palace also guilty?"

"Presumptuous." Said the strongest in the Holy Palace coldly.

Xiao Junyi was not afraid, and he still looked up at the other side, and slowly said, "I am smashing the Holy Road, everything is acting within the rules of the Most Holy Palace. Those who set foot, contending for ordinances, relics, and endless killings, who is still on the battlefield today, who dares to say that there is no blood in his hands, that killing a hundred people is guilty, killing ten people is not guilty? If I am guilty, open up the holy road and set the rules What about the most Holy Palace? "

The strongest man in the Holy Cause Palace stared indifferently at Xiao Junyi, but could not refute the words of the other party.

"Go on," said another strong man, and the elder on the ladder nodded: "You two back down and the battle continues."

Xiao Junyi is right, everything is under the rules. If the Holy Palace kills him, what is the Holy Palace that made the rules? Wouldn't it be humiliating yourself.

Obviously, Ghost Chen was not selected, not because he was not strong enough, but because the big man in the Most Holy Palace did not want to accept Ghost Chen as a gatekeeper.

Xiao Junyi turned quietly and left the battlefield. He knew that the Holy Palace could not move him, a group of hypocritical people.

The two figures flickered out almost at the same time, and many people were stunned, their eyes fell on the young man in the gorgeous clothes, the royal emperor's nine songs.

Everyone looked at the figure opposite Huang Jiu Ge again, and secretly said that the fat man was unlucky, but he encountered Huang Jiu Ge in battle.

Yi Xiaoshi was also a bit depressed, and the opponents he met were a little stronger.

The strength of Emperor Jiu Ge is definitely the strongest in the battlefield, and many people regard him as the top three powerful existence.

The soul of the emperor vine is blooming, an extremely large ancient king tree appears, and endless golden branches and vines are extending out wildly. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is covering the sky and growing wildly.

The sound of rattling came out, and the horrible golden vines fell down, killing Huang Jige like lightning.

There was a mighty imperial spirit on Huang Jiu Ge, all over him seemed to be covered with the armor of the Emperor, a sword of the Emperor appeared, Huang Jiu Ge pointed towards the void, and the sword of the Emperor suddenly fell out. Tough golden vines were easily cut off.

However, the cut vines were born again in an instant, more and more vines appeared, blocking the body of Huang Jiuge, and more vines came out, like the endless golden spear. Song is buried in it.

The sword of the king was cut out madly, but the more the vine was cut, the more it grew, and it grew wildly. The emperor Jiuge gave a cold sound, and the sharp sword suddenly shot forward, but he saw the endless golden vines cast into a golden side. The tree wall, the sword of the emperor pierced wildly, but eventually disappeared into it, and the figure of Yi Xiaoshi could not be seen.

The vine that grew out of madness and brutality swallowed up some unknown aura and grew so large that it flooded the battlefield. A vine engulfed the emperor's legs. The blade wanted to penetrate, but could not penetrate the emperor's armor. Entangling his body frantically, he buried Huang Jiuge.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the vines burst wildly, and Emperor Jiuge's body glowed extremely strong, just like the true queen of a man. A figure appeared behind him. Pressure, at the same time a sword appeared, like a man's sword, not forever.

Huang Jiugu is not a pure sword repair, but he has a sword in his soul. He has not only one soul, but three souls.

People who have always claimed to be the queen of the royal family call these three major souls: the emperor's body, the emperor's sword, and the emperor's bow!

PS: There is a third update today, but it may be late, brothers who ca n’t wait can see it tomorrow!