The people of Zixiao Tiangong lowered their heads and looked at Ye Futian in midair.
Before Ye Futian rejected Ziminghuang and Zixiao Tiangong successively, everyone thought it was Gu Dongliu's reason.
Now it seems that it is more than that.
He himself is also an extremely proud person, and he is extremely confident in his own talent and strength. He doesn't think Zimingzong can teach him anything at all, and he must not have much interest in worshiping Ziminghuang's sect at all.
Thunder is only one of Ye Futian's Dao intentions displayed in battle, and there are several different Dao powers. Therefore, he does not major in Thunder.
Entering Wutu Shenshan, breaking the extreme number of Tianlei's preaching, is purely to meet Emperor Ziming and ask for the release of his senior brother Gu Dongliu.
He has no interest in Lei Fa practice at all.
"The eight great sacred mountains were opened, and the two great sacred mountains were broken. In this case, let the two people who broke the extremes confront each other." The strong man of Zixiao Tiangong said, even at this moment, Zixiao Tiangong still maintains their Arrogant, as the supreme force in the Heavenly Mandate Realm, it is not a glorious thing to fight Ye Futian in the end. Even if you win.
They are the real disciples practicing in Zixiao Tiangong.
After the voice fell, many people looked in the direction of the Slaughtering Sect, at the dynasty that had joined the Slaughtering Sect.
This person is extremely talented, and his combat power is also extremely tyrannical.
What would happen if two people who broke through the poles fought against each other?
"I came here today for the news of Gu Tianxing. Everyone has the same purpose. They all came for this. What is this now?" Fluttering, holy and unparalleled.
The woman who spoke was the saint under the seat of the Goddess of Nine Heavens. She glanced at Ye Futian and said, "Even though you have grievances with the Eight Great Leifa Sects, the purpose of this trip is the same. Why stir up internal strife and break the formation?" Or go to the Heavenly Demon Stage to challenge."
This saint came from Fan Jingtian. She saw that Ye Futian's combat power was extraordinary, and she showed that the sweep of the Eight Great Schools was not weaker than that of the crown prince Zhu Yanyao.
He and Chao Dynasty, the two people who broke the extreme number of Shenshan Mountain, together with other top forces sent some subordinates, might not be able to directly break the big formation on the Heavenly Demon Stage, or defeat Zhu Yanyao Crown Prince.
Ye Futian glanced at the saint who spoke. Fan Jingtian, like Zixiao Tiangong, stands on the top of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, with an ethereal aura that transcends the world. These saints do not seem to be people in the world.
At this moment, like Zixiao Tiangong, they still have a very strong sense of pride, and they are unwilling to take action in person. Perhaps they think that it is disgraceful for the saintesses of the supreme power in the Heavenly Mandate Realm to deal with the monsters in the Sky Demon City in person. matter.
This kind of pride is engraved in the bones, and it also comes from the confidence of the supreme power in the Tianyu world.
Even though he suppressed the disciples of the Eight Great Sects, in the eyes of Zixiao Tiangong and Fan Jingtian, he was still more suitable to challenge the Tianyao Terrace.
"Whether I can break the formation or not has anything to do with the saint?" Ye Futian said, listening to the tone of the other party, it seemed that as long as he broke the formation, he needed to make the news public.
"What's more, I provoked this internal strife?" Ye Futian asked back.
Fan Jingtian's woman frowned and glanced at Ye Futian.
"Master, who are these fairies, so beautiful and incomparable, like a goddess in the sky?" At this time, Hei Fengdiao leaned forward, raised his head and said to Ye Futian in the void.
Ye Futian looked down at him, what was this guy thinking?
Others looked at this guy contemptuously, thinking that the mount was so flattering because of how strong it was.
"A person who practices Brahma Pure Heaven." Ye Futian responded.
"Oh." Hei Fengdiao responded: "Frah Jingtian should be very strong, and if so, it is also in line with the identity of the master."
Having said that, he looked at the fairy figure of Fan Jingtian and said: "My master has been short of a few maids recently, and all the fairies are willing to serve by his side. My lord will definitely not treat you badly."
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Everyone looked at Hei Fengdiao in astonishment, and many people didn't react at this turn.
Let Fan Jingtian's fairy be a maid to serve his master Ye Futian?
Is this bastard crazy?
Those who practice in the Heavenly Mandate Realm, who dares to let the fairies of Fanjingtian serve around, and there are saintesses among them.
Kong Xuan also looked at the black wind sculpture in front of her speechlessly, what a familiar feeling.
Back then, she was so pissed off by this bastard that Ye Futian took advantage of her situation and controlled the demon around her.?
But even so, there was still lightning hitting the moving figure, and a brilliant light erupted. The speed of the figure did not slow down, and it was still flickering. By.
Above the sky, stick shadows appeared all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, each stick shadow seemed to be able to open up the world, and many stick shadows blasted out at the same time, covering all the strong men of the Thunder God Clan.
Zhu Yanyao crown prince shot out a golden fire from his eyes, staring at the stick figure all over the sky.
"Bang, bang, bang" One after another loud bangs sounded almost at the same time, and the formation was broken up in an instant, and all the powerful Thunderlords were resisting the stick technique.
Above the sky, Ye Futian's figure appeared, and he slashed out with another stick. The long stick turned into a kilometer, across the sky, and wiped out all existence.
"Boom."
A huge body of a thunder dragon flew upside down, let out a deep angry roar, and in an instant, they were all blown away.
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The powerhouses of the eight Leifa sects all stared at this scene, and they tried their best to break the heavenly demon formation that they could not break with the wheel.
Ye Futian, he only shot two sticks?
Even those figures of the supreme power showed a hint of sharpness, and Ye Futian seemed to be stronger than imagined.