At this moment, a figure floated in front of Ye Futian. The figure was a woman, born in a stunning and peerless manner.

She was wearing a purple long skirt, with the hem of the skirt fluttering, like a fairy in the world, and her beautiful eyes also carried a ray of purple light, staring at Ye Futian.

"Are you observing the starry sky?" the woman in purple asked softly.

"Ye Futian nodded.

"Russell, I practice piano music, like you, is the heir of the Divine Song, from the Zixiaoyun in Shenzhou." The woman introduced: "Maybe, Ye Huang and I can become friends."

Ye Futian looked at the woman. Zixiao Yunwai Tian was naturally the top force in China, but he didn't understand that the purple-clothed queen had a clear and flawless eyes, which made people feel a sense of trust.

Moreover, her volunteering surprised Ye Futian. Ye Futian naturally understood what she wanted, was good at piano music, and why she could come.

Many people had this idea before, but Ye Futian blocked everyone on the condition of killing Ning Hua. After all, no one would be willing to kill the young master of the Donghua Domain for a chance, let alone whether he could be killed or not.

Being thought of by a Domain Lord is definitely a disaster.

But Russell, why would she think she would answer [5200     www.bqg5200.xyz]?

Moreover, it was indeed time for her to come.

"I also sensed this imperial star before, but I just felt that something was almost there. If Emperor Ye is willing to help, I think it will be able to do it in a short time. In this way, the seven stars gather, Emperor Ye can be outside to observe, or find the mystery, and find the position of the eighth imperial star." Russell continued: "Of course, Emperor Ye has other conditions to raise, so I can do it."

Ye Futian looked at the peerless queen in front of him. Russell's generous attitude made people feel very comfortable. Before, he wanted to give the inheritance to Fairy Taihua, but in fact he wanted to get close to Mount Taihua and form a friendship with Mount Taihua. However, Fairy Taihua kept people from thousands of miles away, so he gave up.

Now Russell has come to mention it on his own initiative, and she is also the heir of the Divine Comedy, so it is impossible. After all, this is not actually harmful to him. If he can get the friendship of a top force, he is actually willing.

"The fairy knows that I am good at divine songs?" Ye Futian asked.

"How can you not hear the sound of the Dao and the rhythm of the God of Relics." Russell smiled and said, Ye Futian nodded: "Okay, since that's the case, Ye is also willing to make friends with the fairy."

After saying that, a ray of divine light shone from the middle of his eyebrows, heading towards Russell's eyebrows, and drilled into it directly. Russell did not stop him, allowing the light to enter his mind, and there was a faint sense of enlightenment. He smiled and nodded at Ye Futian and said, "Thank you, Emperor Ye, I'll go over and give it a try first."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, and saw Russell floating upwards, his purple dress fluttering, and his perception floated out, heading towards the starry sky. Not long after, starlight fell down above the starry sky, and there was a powerful rhythm around her body, and the sky's imperial stars resonated.

"So fast." Ye Futian showed a look of surprise. It seemed that Russell had not lie. She had actually missed this last shot and asked her for help. So, in this short period of time, he communicated with Di Xing.

The seven stars gathered, and Ye Futian stood in the sky to observe. This time, the starry sky map seemed to have become more complete again.

"Is this a divine formation?" Ye Futian stared at the sky map of the sky, the flowing starlight and the seven emperor shadows.

Perhaps, only Ye Futian can see the seven emperor shadows. The other practitioners can only see the divine light shot down from the Emperor Star, and those practitioners bathed in the divine light can sense the existence of the emperor shadow.

Ye Futian's perception completely entered the starry sky world, as if it had also been integrated into it. His consciousness flowed with the starlight. Gradually, he faintly discovered that the flowing starlight and the gorgeous emperor shadow seemed to be facing one direction.

There seemed to be a starry sky pattern in Ye Futian's pupils, and it even appeared in his mind.

"It is facing the Ziwei Emperor." Ye Futian's heart was beating. He felt that he had found some rules. The seven emperor shadows all faced the frontal direction of the Ziwei Emperor, so the position of the eighth emperor shadow should be the same.

Moreover, these seven emperor shadows are in different locations, but they are all in the center of the same area, but I always feel that there is something missing.

"What exactly is it?" Ye Futian's mind was running rapidly.

Seven Emperor Shadows face the Ziwei Emperor.

The Eighth Lord, where is it?

He began to search in the starry sky, and he didn't know where the emperor shadow appeared, which would fit the starry sky map and at the same time matched the positions of the other seven emperor shadows.

As time passed by little by little, the seven practitioners still insisted on making the position of the Emperor Star clearer. At the same time, Ye Futian could more easily sense the existence of the Emperor Shadow. For some reason, he was looking for the eighth Emperor Star. The person who was practicing in this starry sky trusted the most was Ye Futian.

This has nothing to do with identity and strength, just because Ye Futian did the best before.

Since he can do his best, he naturally hopes to be the greatest.

Ye Futian seemed to be using the stupidest method to position it, but even so, he still couldn't find it for a long time, which made everyone else wonder, could it be that there really was no eighth imperial star?

After a long time, Ye Futian became a little anxious, retracted his consciousness, his eyes gradually returned to normal, and he sighed in his heart. The starry sky was too vast and mysterious, and he could not break the secret. This starry sky map was beyond his ability.

"It can't be solved." Ye Futian looked at the practitioners in the starry sky and said, "Everyone here actually has their own ulterior motives, but they all have the same purpose to unlock the secrets of Emperor Ziwei."

"Is there really no way?" Someone sighed in a low voice: "The Emperor Ziwei is the Emperor countless years ago. What is the meaning of leaving this starry sky cultivation temple? Is it just the inheritance of the seven emperor stars? And what is the book of heaven in the hand of Emperor Ziwei?"

Ye Futian's eyes slowly turned when he heard the other party's words, and he looked at the location of the book of heaven dragged in the hand of Emperor Ziwei. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at other directions.

At this moment, Ye Futian's heart couldn't help but beat violently.

"The Book of Heaven." Ye Futian's heart trembled, and his eyes stared at the volume of heavenly books dragged in the hand of Emperor Ziwei. Some people wanted to explore the mystery of heavenly books before, but no one had done it. Some people wanted to get it, and there was no hope.

"Why must the inheritance left by the emperor be the stars!" Ye Futian said in his heart, as if they were all in a misunderstanding. It is true that there are eight emperors under the throne of the Ziwei Emperor, but why did the emperor definitely transform into the inheritance of the Emperor Star?
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