The Legend of Futian

472. 466 chapter worships me like a god

The 466 chapter worships me like a god.

Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng They stared at the cold and arrogant figure below, and they whispered on their bodies. Ye Wu’s one-armed arm grasped the hilt. Yu Sheng’s eyes were full of terrifying magic light, and the fists were clenched.

Instead, Ye Futian looked very relaxed, as if he didn’t care much, even with a gentle smile of harmless to human and animals.

“In this case, please be careful and leave.”

After that, he leaned back.

Both Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen looked at him.

“Go.” Ye Futian said, no one turned back, the two followed, and Loulan Snow’s silver scorpion swept the indifference indifferently, then chased Ye Futian with the black wind carving, and actually evacuated the eighth battlefield. Layer, go back to the seventh floor.

“Genius?” Jin Yunxi satirized and smiled. Ye Futian was able to come here. It really proved his innate talent, but what about it? The person who stayed here at the moment is the top of the heavenly city. People, innate talent, identity, status, even if Ye Futian is outstanding, but they are still not a level.

Throughout the ages, Ye Futian has seen many geniuses, arrogance and self-confidence, but in the end, they will be smoothed and squared. St. Tiancheng is, after all, the holy city of the circle represented by these people.

Gu Yunqi naturally understands this. She feels a little sad. Some are unwilling to Ye Futian, but then, Ye Futian is not struggling herself. Some things are everywhere, and it is hard to pass.

Unless, it is the kind of person who can sweep through an era, can be above the innate talent, the innate talent status is all crushed.

This kind of person who sweeps the generation can ignore everything, but even then, before it grows up, it still has to be low-key and forbearing. Otherwise, it may not grow up. This is a cruel reality.

These people didn’t think too much. For them, Ye Futian is not really a circle. They are rivals and compete with each other, but they belong to one level, Ye Futian is not.

As Liu Suqing said before, there is no need to waste time on Ye Futian.

Everything that follows is the most important thing. Walk through this bridge and enter the ninth floor of the legend.

There are still some records in the eighth-tier family, but the ninth floor of the military battlefield, except for Longmu, no one else knows what is there.

They walked, and moved toward the bridge, everyone was waiting, the look was dignified, and the sages were sacrificed.

At this time, Ye Futian they returned to the seventh floor.

“You can fight.” Yu Sheng looks at Ye Futian. Those people have been disrespectful to Ye Futian several times. If Ye Futian let him go, he will never endure.

“Many of them are the top patriots of the three major colleges, and they are family figures. They are armed with sages. They really want to fight. Who is the deer who is not yet known, let alone win, how to end?” Ye Futian looked at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng naturally understands Ye Futian’s words, they still have to stay in the holy city, and what they really do, the power behind those people is enough to make them fly away.

But Yu Sheng still feels a little wrong, saying: “Is it?”

“Of course not.” Ye Futian looked in the direction of the eighth floor, started talking: “In this state, even if you break into the ninth floor, I am afraid that there will be no result.”

Ye Wutian heard Ye Futian’s words and the pupils shrank slightly. Ye Futian, is he already considering the ninth floor?

Indeed, with their fighting power, they may be able to cross the eighth floor space, but if the eighth floor is so difficult, it will pass, if the last layer has more tyrannical strongmen guarding it?

Of course, there may be no ninth floor, but there are more possibilities.

After all, there are eight floors.

In the battlefield of Shengtiancheng Wuyun, only one hundred people have passed the eighth floor for thousands of years, but he did not know what he got on the ninth floor. Maybe he didn’t get anything, just got it. The eighth layer of the military.

“What do you want?” Lou Lanxue vaguely guessed what Ye Futian wanted to do.

“Get out?” Ye Futian thought of the words of those people who were smiled and said: “First rest.”

As he said, he sat cross-legged, a very calm rest, and seemed to be feeling the martial arts.

Yu Sheng, they have to sit down, Ye Futian, should have their own ideas.

After a few moments, Ye Futian had a terrifying breath.

Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen opened their eyes and looked at Ye Futian, a fascinating golden radiance, his breath rising rapidly, and the whole person bathed the emperor.

Surrounded by the martial arts, it is integrated into the glory of the emperor and becomes more sacred. It is like a circle of gods.

Lou Lanxue’s heart violently swayed. She followed Ye Futian as a maid. Gradually Ye Futian also began to trust her. She would let her see some secrets. She felt that Ye Futian had a big secret, this secret. Perhaps Ye Wuchen is not necessarily fully aware. The only person who may know is Yu Sheng.

“You wait for me at this level, the small eagle, listen to my orders.” Ye Futian licked the head of the black wind carving, he and the black wind carved the mind, he does not need to be able to give orders to it.

Yu Sheng stood up and looked at Ye Futian and said, “Don’t you go?”

The people there are very powerful.

“No, if you are together, it will be exposed.” Ye Futian spoke at the same time, the body of the body burned wildly, bloodline, flesh, reached a horrible level.

I took out a silver cloak and put it on my body. The cloak of the ceremonial body shrouded the body. The silvery lines of water flowed on Ye Futian’s face, changing his face. Then he turned and moved toward the eighth floor space.

When Ye Futian stepped into the eighth floor, the people were experiencing a major battle, but not in the previous Shenqiao, but in another Shenqiao.

Ye Futian found that two of the bridges were destroyed and that there were two fewer people in the crowd.

At a glance, he saw who was missing, Chen Wang, and Long Mu, who shot him.

Chen Wang can understand that after all, his celestial peak, Long Mu gave him some surprises, he did not know what happened before.

In fact, not only him, but everyone was very surprised. At the crucial moment of the first battle, Longmu suddenly took out a very powerful divine object to help him take the martial arts and then left directly through the bridge. Everyone is extremely angry about this.

What is even more furious is that all the people in the second battle fought and fought, and finally seized the hope of the martial arts. He did not leave, but decisively went to the ninth floor.

Chen Wang’s idea is correct. The joint efforts of the people really broke through the blockade of the eighth layer, but from the end, it is no different from the previous ones. It is still seeking their own interests. This kind of alliance is too unreliable.

Even so, everyone is still joining forces, they have luxury, and hope to become a third person.

But now, they are already struggling. Many people have been injured in the battle. Chen Wang and Long Mu also left. They found that with their power now, it is difficult to deal with the strong athletes in front of them.

Ye Futian’s figure is flashing, move towards the bridge, the emperor burns, he doesn’t have much time, he must quickly decide.

A loud bang, many people were repulsed, came to the edge of the bridge, what they felt, turned back and saw a silver cloak figure appeared, Chen stayed coldly shouted: “roll.”

Actually, some people have come here, but at this moment, he is not in a good mood. Because the elder brother’s departure, others have targeted him. If he is not considering that he is also fighting, I am afraid he will not be involved.

However, when Chen stayed in the voice, it was faintly felt that something was wrong. This silver figure was too outstanding. The glory of his body was like the imperial martial arts.

A silver flashlight cut through the sky, Chen stayed back, and the Flame long whistling out, move towards Ye Futian and burned away.

“Hey.” The figure of the silver cloak passed directly from the Flame Long Dragon. It was incredible, a loud noise, and Chen’s body was swept away and fell on the bridge. He didn’t even see the figure. Why can it be so fast?

“who?”

Liu Suqing turned back and glanced at Ye Futian. Her eyes were indifferent. At this moment, it was the key moment of the battle. Someone even killed.

“All rolled off the seventh floor.” The silver cloak figure floated in the sky, the cold scorpion looked around the crowd, his voice was also disguised, slightly hoarse.

“Do you know who you are talking to?” Jin Yunqi looked up, and the terrifying golden radiant scorpion looked very incomparable. He was gorgeous in clothes and had a gold-winged Dapeng Life Spirit behind him.

No matter who this person is, in the Holy City, dare to let them all get out?

Courting death?

Ye Futian turned his eyes, and the indifferent sweep of Jin Yunyu, then stepped on the footsteps, the cloak danced with the wind, his palms extended, and his hands moved toward the golden clouds.

The golden martial art is like an imperial martial art, and it is transformed into a huge palm print. This is the sage’s ability of Ye Futian to comprehend on the seventh floor. Since it is disguised, nature cannot expose his own ability, so that he can be recognized later. .

The emperor’s handprints cover the sky, as if the void was enveloped in it, Jin Yunyi felt its terrifying, and the Jinpeng Lijian in his hand assassinated and hit the palm of his hand.

But seeing that the palm of the hand has the glory of the emperor, Jin Peng Li Jian stabbed, actually did not be able to crush the palm print, the big palm print directly buckled, a grip, holding Jin Yunyu in the big palm print.

“impudent.”

A cold drink came out, Jinyun琅 move towards Ye Futian, and the terrifying golden clock swept out, move towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian’s arm trembled, and there were a lot of incomparable martial arts in front of him. Then he raised his hand and took it. In an instant, the heavens and the earth became a smashing of the emperor’s palm prints. This moment, many people have an illusion, as if that The terrifying big palm print is not from the peak of the heavens, but from the hands of the emperor.

“Boom.” Many large palm prints are integrated into one, and the heavens and the earth resonate. The power of the world can not directly hold the magic clock, making it impossible to move.

Jin Yunqi’s look suddenly changed. He Jing Juggernaut urged the clock to connect with him, but he saw a sultry willpower on the magic clock, which seemed to be transformed into the emperor Flame, wrapped in the magic clock, and then gold. Yunxiao screamed, and the connection with Fazhong was cut off. He spit out a blood and his face was pale.

Ye Futian continued to wave with his palm, and he saw the huge magic clock heading down to the sky.

“No…” Jin Yunxuan saw the clock coming to him and looked at him.

“Oh.” The bell rang, the Fazhong directly covered Jin Yunyu, and then was picked up again. Jin Yunxuan only felt almost stunned. His body was shaking wildly and his face was full of fear.

Looking up, he looked at the figure wearing a silver cloak, only to see the other body move towards him, floating in front of him.

“I don’t know who to talk to, but now, kneel, worship me.” Ye Futian looked at Jin Yunxi with a cold look, saying: “Like God.”

Jin Yunzhen was shocked by electric shock, and his body trembled fiercely. He looked at the invisible figure and his face was pale.

The people around you are all looking like you.

He said, worship me, like worshipping God!

(End of this chapter)