In the distance, one after another figures came from the sky, the speed was extremely fast, and it was those who were chasing Ye Futian who arrived one after another.

The Void Warship in the earthly world, Yan Jiu of the Sword Saint Villa, they were the fastest, and behind them were the top power figures, looking at Ye Futian in the ruins with cold eyes.

They were actually played with by a person of the Heavenly Realm.

Ning Huang stepped in, still extremely domineering, his body bathed in brilliance, like a god.

Everyone's eyes are on the ruins, these people from the top forces have strong backgrounds, so they know some things that others don't know, they have been sending people to keep an eye on Ye Futian, waiting for him to collect the holy order, but directly intercepted it halfway, in their opinion, the real opponent is not Ye Futian at all, but they are competing with each other, a person of the Heavenly Realm, how can he open the ruins under their noses?

However, Ye Futian did not open the ruins himself, and in the end, the person who opened the ruins still gave the ruins to him.

They were born to be the pride of the sky, and they had never been teased like this, especially Ning Huang, what a character he was, he was actually teased to snatch an ordinary ring.

Raising their heads, Ning Huang and the others looked at the incomparably huge Flame God of War Phantom, Yan Prison City, it should be the sages of the Holy Dao Palace back then who sat on the Holy Road, leaving it to be inherited here for future generations to practice and inherit.

Many of the great relics in the Holy Road are left by the ancestors of the Holy Dao Palace, and those Dao Palace sages are all generous people, and after death, they are willing to incarnate into the soil, nourish the descendants, and become a part of the Holy Road, ordinary people may not know the meaning of the Holy Road.

"In the past, all those who gave me the holy order were allowed to enter the ruins to practice, and those who did not hand over the holy order were not allowed to trespass. Ye Futian stood in the middle of the illusory shadow, and spoke loudly, the voice spread throughout the void, spreading into the distance, and the hearts of those who came in a hurry trembled, especially those who had handed over the holy order, extremely surprised.

Ye Futian, he succeeded, opened the Great Ruins, and was ready to fulfill his promise.

This time, he didn't plan to let everyone in the holy path comprehend the ruins as before, but only let those who had handed over the holy order, so that those who tried to covet the ruins in the back but refused to pay would lose the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, they all knew that there were too many such people, thinking that if they didn't hand over the holy order, it would be the same as before, Ye Futian broke the ruins, and then everyone could practice, they just had to follow Ye Futian.

Obviously, this time they were wrong.

One by one, the figures walked towards the ruins, all of them were cultivators who had handed over the holy order before.

However, at this moment, above the void, I saw Yan Jiu's finger pointing at the void, and in an instant, a terrifying sword intent flowed between heaven and earth, and thousands of sword lights were suspended above the void, roaring, and bursting out with amazing destructive power.

Everyone looked at Yan Jiu, this demonic figure of the Sword Saint Villa stepped out, the terrifying sword intent moved with his body, and the surrounding space became extremely depressing, his eyes stared at Ye Futian, and then raised his hand and struck out with a finger, and suddenly the endless sword intent converged at one point, turning into an incomparable sword light, crossing the void, and killing towards Ye Futian in the ruins.

The sword roar was piercing, the sword intent was extremely terrifying, and it was extremely far away, but it was ignored by this sword intent, and it stabbed Ye Futian's body directly.

In the ruins, wisps of flame fell down, instantly enveloping the sword that had been killed, and the incomparably bright sharp sword was burned, but it still moved forward, but it was melted into nothingness little by little.

Yan Jiu still didn't give up, he continued to step forward, a terrifying phantom appeared behind him, the sword intent was monstrous, as if the sword saint was in the world, the aura of the heavens seemed to resonate with his body, turning into a sword intent flow, roaring in the vast and endless void.

Thousands of sword intents fell down, killing towards Ye Futian's body, Ye Futian looked up at the sky, and saw that the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, Ye Futian looked indifferent, but at this time, the sound of a flute came out, beside Ye Futian, Xiao Junyi played the sound of the flute, and the light of the rhythm collided with the sword intent like lightning, and it was annihilated and shattered together.

Many people looked at Xiao Junyi, the sound of the flute was leisurely, turning into a terrifying rhythm storm, getting stronger and stronger, wisps of terrifying rhythm air flowed around his body, and the next moment, this rhythm rushed directly into Ye Futian's spiritual will without any warning.

The sound rhythm was shadowless and invisible, and there was not even any prelude when he attacked, and even at the moment when Ye Futian was attacked, the people below the ruins did not notice it.

But that voice directly turned into a spiritual will attack, raging in Ye Futian's spiritual will, Xiao Junyi's body was still facing the direction where Yan Jiu was, with a melancholy temperament and extraordinary handsomeness.

At this moment, Ye Futian's spiritual will world, one after another terrifying light of sound and rhythm slashed in, as if turning into a terrifying dark light, raging wildly, destroying his spiritual will power, he felt cold and piercing all over his body, he thought that the ruins were opened, and he could wait for his cultivation to improve, but he categorically did not expect that here, there was still a fatal blow waiting.

While he was calculating the Heavenly Pride of the Holy Road, there were also people who had been calculating him, waiting for this final fatal blow to directly plunder all his achievements.

There seemed to be a terrifying dead gray air flow in the rhythm, and in an instant, Ye Futian only felt that his spiritual will was crumbling wildly, and he didn't even have time to use the power of the ruins, the terrifying dead gray air flow invaded his whole body, and his face instantly turned black, and spread towards his body.

"What's going on?"

At this time, everyone saw the strange expression on Ye Futian's body and suddenly froze, and then they saw a terrifying invisible rhythm storm enveloping Ye Futian, as if to isolate Ye Futian's body from the ruins.

Xiao Junyi recalled. ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the handsome and melancholy figure, Xia Hou showed a cold smile when he saw this scene, he felt that this person was very terrifying when he fought with Xiao Junyi before, how could such a person be willing to be used by Ye Futian, it turned out that like them, he was hidden deep enough.

Yi Xiaoshi stepped out in an instant, and extremely sharp golden branches and leaves swept out, like a terrifying spear stabbing out.

Xiao Junyi was still playing Chang Xiao, but at the same time, there was a dark brilliance shining, attacking along with the rhythm, and the branches and vines attacked by Yi Xiaoshi turned black in an instant, and then withered, lifeless, and lost their attack power.

"Necromantic breath. ”

Many people's hearts trembled violently when they saw this scene, and they remembered the people who died inexplicably in the palace, it turned out to be him!

Their hearts trembled, Xiao Junyi was handsome and extraordinary, with an outstanding temperament, and his cultivation talents were all superior, and he was recommended by others to guard Ye Futian's side, but this Xiao Junyi had a terrible other side.

"Necromancer. Those top figures all showed a look of surprise, their eyes looked at Xiao Junyi, the sound of the flute was still the same, Ye Futian's face completely turned black, and the aura of death swept through his body, wanting to deprive him of his vitality, and at the same time, the spiritual will attack of the music law made him unable to communicate with the ruins, and he was eaten away little by little.

But at this time, there was a terrifying light flowing around Ye Futian's body, and the black air flow disappeared from his face little by little, and at the same time, in his spiritual will, Xiao Junyi felt that a divine power was guarding it, unable to erode and destroy.

"Boom. The terrifying flame will wrapped around the body, burning all the will of the dead, and then opened his eyes, and the cold flames in his eyes shot towards Xiao Junyi, the ruins rioted, and a terrifying ray of flame will light rushed into Xiao Junyi's mind, Xiao Junyi snorted, his body was shaken back, he put down Chang Xiao, and glanced at Ye Futian, in the other party's spiritual will, there was actually a mysterious force guarding him, causing him to fail.

In an instant, the terrifying flame airflow swept out and drowned towards Xiao Junyi, but saw a black smoke appear around Xiao Junyi's body, lifeless, and frantically fled into the distance, but the flame airflow still caught up, causing it to burn, the dark smoke exploded, and then turned into ashes, and in the distance, Xiao Junyi's body floated down, still a handsome son, outstanding.

Xiao Junyi glanced at Ye Futian, his expression was the same as usual, although he failed, he still looked light and light, turned around, and then drifted away, ready to leave.

"Who are you the Dark Sage?" Xiahou stepped over, looking at Xiao Junyi, it seemed that he was not wronged by Xiao Junyi before.

Xiao Junyi didn't pay attention to it, still walked away, Xiahou stepped out, raised his palm, and suddenly the endless ruin fire floated in the void, only to see Xiao Junyi, who was facing away from him, take out Changxiao, and play again, in the distance, there are figures rising in the air, heading straight for Xiahou.

Xia Hou frowned slightly, waved his palm, and the ruins burned out, enveloping those figures, but seeing these figures as if they didn't feel it, they continued to kill him.

"Necromancy. Xiahou's face was pale, he raised his palm and grabbed the incoming figure, the big palm print of the ruin fire burned everything, and burned the killed figure into nothingness, but seeing that Xiao Junyi's body was already far away, it seemed that he was not interested in fighting him at all.

"Control the necromancy, it must be the descendant of the Dark Sage, it seems that the generation of Huangzhou will not be peaceful. Bing Yi on the Void Warship opened his mouth and said, Ning Huang, Yan Jiu, Ape Zhan and the others are all demonic characters.

Now, there are descendants of the Dark Sage, the Dark Sage is cold and withdrawn, there are not many people who have died in his hands, there are too many big people who want to destroy him, but those who dare to do it are often miserable, and now the Dark Sage is already a terrible existence at the top of the Desolate Heaven List.

Even Ye Futian's talent is very strong, but the realm is slightly weaker, and this holy path is as strong as a cloud.

Moreover, this is only one of the nine holy paths, and the Chen Road has not been the most favored holy road.

When they walked out of the Chen Road and gathered in the Holy Dao Palace, the nine holy paths gathered, what kind of scene would it be at that time?

However, although Ye Futian can't help him with the relics temporarily, he is undoubtedly playing with fire and self-immolation, even if the relics can improve his strength, but what about after that?

After playing Ning Huang and the others, where does Ye Futian still have a way to live, even if he is extremely talented, I am afraid that he will still be killed.

"What's the point of dying here even though you have ascended to the realm? Let's go. Bingyi glanced at Ye Futian lightly, turned around and left!

(End of chapter)