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Chapter 1017 Kyushu Vibration

After asking the story of Jiuzhou, the turbulent Jiuzhou land returned to its former peace.

However, the land of the deserted states is extremely lively. The five palaces of the Alchemy Palace, Zhuge Xue Palace, Tingxue Palace, Star Palace, and Ice and Snow Palace appear in the five major areas of the Huangzhou. The original places where they were located were the old sites, but they were built more magnificent than before. The Taoist Palace allocated resources, and each palace had holy tools and methods of practicing the holy Tao.

Even the Supreme Saint Dao Palace borrowed and copied the practice methods of the three holy lands of the Endless Sea, and then dispersed them in the main part of the Dao Palace and the Five Palaces. As for the magical tools of the wise man, there is no need to say much. Any palace is much stronger than the original strength. Most of the people on the Huangzhou and Huangtian List once joined the Wu Palace and were willing to preach in the Five Palaces. At the same time, this is also helping themselves.

The Battle of Kyushu Zhengsheng is coming, and they all want to ask for an opportunity.

In the past, most people from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace participated in the Battle of the Saint Enlightenment, and most of them became cannon fodder, and they could not compete for the cultivators of the Jiuzhou Province. But today, when the Battle of the Saint Enlightenment, with the power of the sages of the Supreme Saint Palace in the desert, the power of the seven holy places is shaken by Ye Futian, if Ye Futian participates, who will compete for the Battle of the Saint Enlightenment?

Of course, whether Ye Futian will participate in the war is still a suspense. Some people speculate that he will, but some people think that Ye Futian is probably disdainful of this.

In the future, he will be able to rely on himself to enter the holy path, so why should he borrow external forces?

Spring is gone and autumn is coming, and the 10,020 years of the Shenzhou calendar are coming, and the battle to prove the saint is about to begin. Countless sages in the nine provinces have all ended their retreat and practiced in seclusion. For many people, they have been waiting for this day for a long time.

In the turbulent Jiuzhou, many old monks who were incognito and had their names emerged, as well as the young and romantic figures who have risen in the past twenty years. They are new forces. Those peerless geniuses who are famous in Jiuzhou are probably no less powerful than those of the older generation.

In this context, no one dares to have absolute certainty.

In the Palace of the Saints and Sages of the Supreme Saints, a series of strong people gathered. Youchi, Zhuge Qingfeng, Yun Shang, Xu Que and others all gathered, and they will all participate in this battle to prove the saints.

Twenty years ago, their strength was not enough, and even the old palace master of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace was severely damaged in that battle.

Twenty years later, their cultivators in the deserted state were fully capable of dancing in the battle with the saints.

In front, Yu Sheng walked towards this side. Yu Sheng's temperament is completely different from when he entered the Taoist Palace to practice. He once gave people a wild sense of power at first glance, but now Yu Sheng's tall body still makes people feel his power, but his temperament is even more restrained. His eyes are deep and boundless, giving people extremely powerful oppression. Even if a peak sage stands in front of him, he will feel a sense of oppression.

Now that the rest of my life, I have entered the realm of a middle-level wise king, and it is only one step away from the last realm of a wise man.

The sword master, Gu Dongliu, Zhuge Mingyue and others also came from different directions and met here.

"Where is the palace master?" Daozang Xianjun asked.

"He will not participate in the Battle of Saint Enforcement, let's go." Yu Sheng said, and everyone nodded slightly, not feeling anything wrong.

With Ye Futian's talent, he really does not need to borrow the saint land to enter the Tao. Of course, Ye Futian's own realm is not enough now, and it takes some years of mental tempering.

Therefore, this battle is of little significance to Ye Futian. As for the safety of the people in the Taoist Palace, with their lineup and the rest of their lives, there are also the sword saint and Gu Dongliu. Looking at Jiuzhou, which holy land can rival?

The strength of the Yu Sheng and the Saint Saint is definitely able to stand at the top of the list of wise men.

"This guy is lazy again." Zhuge Mingyue muttered. Ye Futian had disappeared for a long time. Not long after Jiuzhou asked, he went out to walk and practice. Perhaps he wanted to walk around Jiuzhou.

In the Palace of the Supreme Holy Dao, a group of people set out in a mighty manner, with an amazing lineup.

In the land of Jiuzhou, the storm and clouds meet. This time, the 20-year battle to achieve the saints by Emperor Xia personally, how many people in the holy realm will be released?

However, all this seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Futian.

In Haizhou, which is extremely far away from the deserted state, there is an endless sea of ​​endlessness.

In the vast sea, there was a lonely boat floating along the waves. On the lonely boat, there was a figure lying quietly, with the sky as the bed, the sea as the pavement, and the waves as the movement.

Above the blue sea and blue sky, a big dark golden bird hovered in the sky, and the sky was high and the birds could fly.

Occasionally, powerful sea beasts will appear in the sea, and the dark golden bird will dive down, kill it with its sharp claws, and tear the sea beasts apart.

The powerful sea beast in the Endless Sea would never have thought that a mutated black wind eagle would have such terrifying strength. This king of sea areas had come and was still easily hunted.

The lonely boat still floats with the waves, and the white-clothed figure lying there seemed to be sleeping soundly, abandoning everything in the world, and even forgetting what year tonight.

Time passed day by day, and the figure of the white-clothed body seemed to never wake up. At this time, they passed by a terrifying storm land, and a terrifying thunder vortex appeared in the sky. The dark light swallowed everything, and huge waves swept over. The lonely boat was swaying in the wind and rain, rolling in the huge waves. However, the figure seemed to have no feeling, and was still lying there quietly, letting its body roll with the lonely boat. The terrifying thunder slammed down and hit his body directly, but he still seemed to have no feeling.

Even the lonely boat was not broken, but it was rolling in the storm.

In the dark storm, the big bird still spreads its wings and soars over the lonely boat, as if it will never be tired.

The lonely boat was swept into it by the storm and walked with the huge waves. After a few days, everything calmed down.

I don’t know how long it took, but the lonely boat finally stopped, was blocked by the huge reef, and came to an isolated island.

The black wind eagle in the void fell on the huge rocks above, and looked down at the young man on the lonely boat. The sunlight shone directly down, and it was a little hot. The white-haired young man slowly opened his eyes and got used to the sun. He sat up. At this moment, he was covered in white hair and even had a beard, which was obviously not taken care of for some days.

This young man is Ye Futian.

After Jiuzhou asked the Tao, he handled the matter of the Tao Palace. He went to the three holy places of the Endless Sea and realized the method of practicing the Endless Sea. Then he took the Black Wind Eagle alone to wander in the sea, either practicing, or let himself float in the sea.

"It's been 10,020 years since the Shenzhou calendar." Ye Futian murmured. He and Hei Feng Diao had the same idea and naturally felt the time.

Now, the battle to prove the saints in the land of Jiuzhou should have begun.

But he was not worried. If you have the rest of your life and your senior brother, it doesn’t matter whether he or she will participate in the Battle of Saints or not.

Only the top figures on the Huangtian List were the only ones who entered the holy realm when they fought and entered the holy realm. Now, after experiencing the baptism of the holy war, I wonder how many people in the palace can break the holy realm in this battle.

After the holy war, Youchi, Zhuge Qingfeng and others' state of mind should have all changed, and their cultivation is extremely stable. Moreover, in the Taoist Palace, there are several people in the holy realm who can ask for advice, and they can go at any time.

His body slowly floated in the sky. Ye Futian looked at the island ahead. He stretched out his hand and suddenly a long halberd condensed in his hand.

Around Ye Futian's body, an invisible regular air flowed, like wind, like water, and invisible.

"Buzz." The wind blew by, and Ye Futian's figure disappeared directly from the spot. The black wind eagle had a sharp look and it was difficult to capture Ye Futian's figure. He looked at the island and saw a hole on the island. Ye Futian's body penetrated directly and appeared at the other end of the island.

The power of the spatial rules fluctuates, and Ye Futian's figure returns to his original place, as if it appears out of thin air.

"The first move is called Jiying." Ye Futian murmured. He now has the third-ranked holy weapon, the holy weapon, the space-time halberd, and naturally has to exert its strongest power. So he went to the three holy places in Haizhou, combined with the methods of practitioners of the three holy places, and then integrated into his own perception, floated in the sea, and constantly honed the mature halberd method of creating it, which belongs only to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a destructive light of disaster appeared on his body. The light of rules and disaster surrounded the long halberd in his hand, and immediately focused on his body, as if it was a monstrous momentum of destruction.

"The second style, annihilation." As soon as he finished speaking, his speed was like lightning. The long halberd in his hand assassinated out like before, but the light of destruction in an instant directly enveloped the entire isolated island.

The next moment, the isolated island collapsed and exploded wildly, turning into endless boulders.

Ye Futian's body spiraled, and with the assistance of the speed of the extreme shadow, a surging force gathered on his body, like an extremely terrifying wave, trying to crush the sky.

At this moment, time and space seemed to be about to stop, and the speed of the falling boulder slowed down.

Ye Futian swept his pupils forward, and the long halberd in his hand slowly pierced out.

"The third form is Guixu." This world is extremely depressed, and time and space stop flowing, but there is still a surging force that presses down. The long halberd falls. In just a moment, the huge rocks instantly shatter and turn into endless dust.

Ye Futian's movements in his hand had not stopped. In the suppressed space, endless dust passed by the wind, and there was no island in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Ye Futian showed a look of satisfaction, and his practice during this period was not in vain.

The halberd disappeared, and everything disappeared with the wind.

"I have obtained the halberd of time and space. With the halberd of the Sea King and the art of creating it myself, I will name it Xu Wu." Ye Futian said in his heart and looked up.

The black wind eagle swooped down, and Ye Futian took one step at a time and stepped on the black wind [    ] eagle.

Suddenly, a man and a beast soared in the blue sky.

A few months later, the Battle of Enacting Saints ended, and twelve powerful people in the Holy Realm were born, breaking the record for a hundred years.
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