Chapter 1242: Decisive

All the nine powerhouses have refined countless dao intentions. This is an external force. With the help of this external force, they can exert a destructive power far beyond their own realm.

Xichan's power of the sun's fire at this moment is completely different from when she was fighting Xia Qingyuan back then.

The space Ye Futian is in is like a real sun fireball, wisps of destructive flames will kill him, his body will be transformed into a furnace, and his body will be submerged in the flames, when the will will be swallowed by the furnace Refining away, do not let it touch the body.

The sun seemed to explode, and the destructive force flooded the void, trying to bury Ye Futian inside.

Ye Futian's body is surrounded by ancient characters, and the participation agreement is released to the extreme, and many Taoisms are fused together, all of which are turned into fire, and the body is transformed into a furnace, which is the melting pot of the Dao. Among them, outsiders can hardly see Ye Futian's body, only the flames.

That fiery storm swept across the world, but the people around them all stood there firmly. There was no weak person among the people present.

The terrible storm gradually extinguished, Xichan stared at the front, the avenue furnace was still there, Ye Futian's body was looming in it, making Xichan's face a little embarrassed, not only did she have no intention of invading Ye Futian, Hurt him, but was refined by the other party.

Everyone around looked at Ye Futian, feeling a little turmoil in their hearts. The terrifying cauldron surrounded Ye Futian's body, refining the power of heaven and earth, and all kinds of Taoism, all for their own use.

This method must be very tyrannical.

No wonder he was able to come here. It seems that his practice method can be used in the flame, and it is also very tyrannical in the process of refining the flame.

There was a strange look in the eyes of the strong Wu family. It seems that the person Zhu asked them to choose may be underestimated.

Even just with the flames, he's strong.

Xichan transformed into the holy body of the nine suns, and the nine suns merged into her body, like a goddess of the sun, bathing in the divine fire, she rushed out of her body and rushed towards Ye Futian. Magic could not shake Ye Futian, only a hard attack.

While running wildly, Xichan gathered momentum, raised her hand and blasted out, one after another sun fists pierced the void, like huge fireballs, blasting towards Ye Futian's body, containing terrifying explosive and destructive power.

"Boom!" The sun furnace above Ye Futian's body was shaking non-stop, and a huge sword appeared in front of him. It was shaped like Kasyapa, but was forged with the fire of the Great Dao. It was a holy sword of flame.

boom.

With a loud noise, Ye Futian's body soared into the air, and the sword slashed out, splitting the Taiyang Fist. The sword of the Dao was boundless and gorgeous, cutting down from the sky, breaking through the void, and stabbing at Xichan's body.

Xichan's arm was raised directly, Nine Suns protected the body, raised his hand and blasted out, and collided with the sword.

The berserk sword slashed down, tearing fists apart, stabbing at Xichan's arm, and the terrifying flames swept down in an instant, engulfing her in it, as if trying to refine her.

A muffled snort came out, Xichan only felt that her body was also being eroded by the flames, and a smear of blood appeared on the corner of her mouth, she retreated, but Ye Futian did not guard, the sword continued to kill, and the flames swallowed away, Xichan's face was pale and tender. The body fell directly to the ground, spitting out blood continuously.

Ye Futian's figure flashed, and he landed in front of her, only to see Xichan staring at him and saying, "I'm defeated."

Ye Futian didn't pay attention to the other party, Daozhihuo rushed towards him directly, Xichan's eyes were cold, staring at Ye Futian firmly.

But seeing the determination in Ye Futian's eyes, she sighed after all, gave up all Daohuo, walked towards Ye Futian's body, and let the other party plunder him away.

Soon, the fire on Xichan's body disappeared, as if she had returned to calm.

"Also." Ye Futian didn't intend to let it go, and continued to speak.

"You..." Xichan looked extremely embarrassed, staring at him firmly, Ye Futian ignored her gaze.

Back in the city of Jianmu, when he got the Human Emperor's Daohuo, Xichan didn't show any kindness to him, and took action directly.

If he doesn't pay attention to the rules and only talks about strength, then he will naturally not be polite to the other party.

Seeing Ye Futian's indifference, Xichan's beautiful face was covered with frost, and finally handed over the Daohuo, and Ye Futian accepted it, then let her go and turned away.

After Xichan's defeat, the sun's rays falling on her became dim, and even the aura of the strong man on the castle connected to her weakened, and was no longer as strong as before, which seemed extremely miraculous.

It seems that the entire formation is missing a piece, and this piece is bleak.

The brilliance of Ye Futian's body is a little brighter, and the figure on the castle connected by the strong Wu family is a little more breathy.

The Suzaku clan of the nine major tribes has already withdrawn from this ancestral dispute.

When Xichan walked back, she showed a look of apology, and the Suzaku tribe didn't say much, but sighed inwardly, the descendants of the Xi clan on the ancient Jianmu tree seemed not strong enough.

Ye Futian returned to the original place, sat cross-legged directly, and continued to refine the plundered Taoism.

However, it takes time to refine these dao wills. Even though the dao fire that he has refined and can be used directly is already extremely strong, it will not be possible to refine other dao wills into it overnight.

Zhu's strong man took a look at Ye Futian. This Ye Futian was stronger than he imagined. Later, he might be able to use him to deal with Duan Wuji and the disciples of Jiuyou Shengjun first. With their vicious eyes, it is natural to see that the two People are more difficult.

At this time, Duan Wuji, the prince of the East Palace, stepped out and walked to the center of the crowd step by step. Many people tensed up. This prince is the son of the emperor of the Chilong Realm, who rules the eastern region of the Chilong Realm. Powerful, known as Devouring Divine Dao Fire.

When Duan Wuji walked out, his eyes fell on the strong man of Yan Prison City who cooperated with the Beili tribe. The strong man of Yan Prison City frowned slightly. Although he didn't want to face this Wuji, he still had to step out at this time , every step makes the void vibrate.

The meaning of monstrous flames swept out, and the fire of hell was burning. Behind the strong man of Yan Prison City, a terrible flame war god appeared.

Duan Wuji looked at his tall figure, his expression entered the stage, the emerald green flames around his body were burning, flowing around his body, as if forming a devouring storm, swallowing the flames of the surrounding heaven and earth into his body.

"Bang." The flaming God of War stepped forward, and a terrifying aura swept out. Duan Wuji stood there motionless, his body suspended in the air, his hands stretched out, and in the center of his palms, a green flame swirled. Make a terrible storm, growing bigger and bigger.

In the blink of an eye, above Duan Wuji's head, a dark green avenue vortex appeared, and it was still frantically devouring the flame breath between heaven and earth, growing bigger.

This terrifying vortex directly shrouded the body of the God of War, and the palm of the strong man in Yan Prison City blasted forward. In an instant, flames like magma shot out crazily, turning into terrifying flames of light. Wanting to melt the vortex in front of him.

But the vortex directly swallowed the fire of the magma into it, and the endless green light shot down, landing on the huge body of the Flaming God of War, bit by bit eating away at the flames on the opponent's body, turning it into green The color is like the fire of a demon.

Even, the strong man in Yan Prison City only felt that his soul would be engulfed by that terrible devouring fire, his face was extremely ugly, did he have no resistance?

The opponent's dao fire directly crushed his dao fire.

The flames were devoured crazily, and the body of the flame god of war continued to shrink. Soon, a figure retreated, and all the fire was swallowed, and the terrible vortex returned directly to the sky above Duan Wuji's body, and then surrounded his body, bit by bit. into him.

"Concession." Duan Wuji said, and then walked back. Like Ye Futian, the light on his body was more dazzling, while the light on the Beili tribe and the strong man in Yan prison city dimmed.

The people around were quite startled, because they were refining Daohuo to improve their strength, this battle was actually a battle of flames, to see who would be stronger when using the refined flames in their own attacks.

As the prince of the Eastern Palace, Duan Wuji has a crushing advantage against the strong in Yan Prison City.

The disciples of the Holy Monarch of Jiuzhou came out to challenge the strong men of Scarlet Cloud City who joined forces with the Shang clan. It was another battle.

This disciple of the Holy Monarch Jiuyou is good at black lotus karma fire. Its destructive power is extremely terrifying and can burn people's souls. He refined all the plundered dao fire into black lotus karma fire, causing its black refining karma fire to burst into incomparable destruction. Power to defeat the opponent.

After the third battle, there were only three people who did not participate in the battle. Yin Tianjiao took the initiative to go out and challenge the disciples of the Chiming Sage Monarch in the Southern Territory.

But in the end, it was Yin Tianjiao who was even better and defeated Chi Ming Shengjun's disciple.

Above the Sun Castle, where the sun shrouded the land, the brilliance of the strong men of the four major tribes was dimmed. This time, the opportunity of the ancestral land once again passed them by.

Eight of the nine powerhouses participated in the battle, but Chang Huai was the only one who hadn't fought yet. He frowned and glanced at the four powerhouses.

Duan Wuji, Yin Tianjiao, disciple of the Holy Monarch Jiuyou, Ye Futian.

There is no one easy to mess with, and he is not sure that he can win any one of them.

Even, the chance of failure is even greater.

But at this time he had to go out, glanced at Ye Futian who was sitting cross-legged and was still busy refining Daohuo, Chang Huai said: "In the past, the city of Jianmu was a little misunderstood. Dao is also so good at it, and I am here to experience it today.”

Ye Futian, who was practicing, opened his eyes and glanced at Chang Huai who was looking at him. There was a roaring sound, and his body directly transformed into a terrifying avenue furnace. With a loud noise, Ye Futian's body disappeared immediately when he stood up. The body was extremely violent, like a melting pot of the sun, appearing directly in front of Chang Huai, raised his fist and blasted out, violent air waves swept out and slapped Chang Huai's body frantically.

His face changed suddenly, and his body wanted to retreat. A powerful spatial will imprisoned his body, making it difficult for him to move. Even though the technique of fire was powerful, it was still impossible not to be affected by other abilities.

Chang Huai could only hastily raise his hand to attack, and the flames burned the sky.

PS: Early!