The Legend of Futian

1030. Chapter 1009 is defeated without war

Chapter 1009 is defeated without war

Above the holy mountain, Xihua Shengjun looked at the holy land that had been passed down for many years, and sighed in his heart.

“I wanted to let the holy mountain of Xihua stand in the east of Dongzhou and then leave to practice. Now it seems that this wish has to become empty.” Xihua Shengjun whispered, as if to say to himself.

“Senior Brother has worked hard for the foundation of the holy mountain of Xihua for many years, and let the Xihua Mountain faintly have the potential of the first holy place in Dongzhou. After that, Liu Zong’s talent is outstanding. He wanted to train him to unite Dongzhou, but he was doing things in person and success. In the sky, Ye Futian came out of the state, so that it made the situation of today, not the Senior Brother.” Beside the West China St. Jun, a figure of tall and tall figure said.

This person is the second holy man of the holy mountain of Xihua, the younger brother of Xihua Shengjun, mad.

The reason why this title is related to his fighting style is that the fighting madman of the holy mountain of Xihua, the two brothers of Senior Brother, together laid the foundation of the holy mountain of Xihua.

However, no one has thought that the world has changed so fast. The state of the sacred state has risen at an unstoppable speed. It has grown up in turmoil and has been devastated several times. Today, it has finally stood firmly in Kyushu. place.

During the time when Ye Futian returned to Qingzhou City, All Saints did not dare to go to the Holy Palace.

The returning Nether Juggernaut and Jiang Sheng are all huge threats.

In the case of Ji Sheng being banned, they did not have enough confidence.

Xihua Shengjun looked up at the sky and sighed in the heart. They grew up from less than the holy mountain of Xihua. They have deep feelings for this holy mountain. They want to let the holy mountain of Xihua stand in the Kyushu region and pass the world. Foundation, passed down from generation to generation.

After all, in the practice world, they know that once you are weak, you will be easily replaced and destroyed. If you don’t move forward, you will disappear in the torrent of history.

Today, the Great Zhou Dynasty is not a good example.

Now, it seems that it is his turn to the holy mountain of Xihua.

No one can stop the pace of the times.

Suddenly he thought of the Kyushu that year, when the Kyushu All Saints, who would look at Ye Futian from the wild land of the wilderness?

After Kyushu asked, Yu Sheng took the first place and only caused some attention from them. However, how the characters of Wang Houjing influenced the overall situation of Kyushu, and then the Nether Sword, what he and Liu Zong wanted to do, and Ye Futian had a positive conflict and was doomed to be irreconcilable, so he wanted to make the Dojo disappear.

But at that time, they thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty was enough, but did not expect that the first jihad did not win, so there was everything that happened later.

“Some reluctant.” Xihua Shengjun whispered.

“Teacher, stay in the green hills.” Next to the rain, Sheng Sheng also said, Xihua Shengjun gently nodded.

Nowadays, when they occupy an absolute disadvantage, Yue Sheng may also participate in the killing. Under such a situation, even the sacred characters of the Holy Light Temple may not be useful, let alone Ji Sheng is forbidden. The temple of light has its own natural barrier, and it is very likely that it will not come out.

If they insist on leaving the battle, they will face the same situation as the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhou Shengwang and Zhou Yuwang are the lessons of the past.

Therefore, he only angered the Zhou Shengwang idiot, and did not know to leave the Great Zhou Dynasty in advance.

But it’s good, remind them, let them have time to make decisions.

Since there is a decision, Xihua Shengjun will not hesitate any more.

I saw that his figure was slowly vacating, and a faint pressure shrouded the entire Xihua Mountain.

In front of the palaces of the Holy Mountain, the army is solemn and solemn, occupying the geographical position, urging the formation and preparing for the war.

Feeling the pressure, they all looked up to the void, they saw the figure of the West China.

Xihua Shengjun’s eyes swept to the holy mountain, and Liu Zong’s war died. The two victors also died in the same battle. The previous battle of Xihua’s holy mountain was not painful. Many of the next generation’s hopeful figures were degraded. Today’s Xihua Although the Holy Mountain has many powerful sage characters, in fact, it has not been able to support the holy mountain of Xihua.

“My Xihua Mountain is standing in Dongzhou for many years, and has cultivated a generation of generations. Many of you have been practicing in the holy mountain of Xihua for many years. With today’s achievements, nowadays, the holy mountain of Xihua is at the end of life, but holy The people in the world can’t shoot for you. I, the Holy Rain River, will leave, so that the other holy people can’t move you on the holy mountain of Xihua, and the attack will not work. Then, rely on it. You guard the holy mountain of Xihua.”

The singularity of the West China St. Jun seemed to be a bit tragic, but the people were keenly listening to the hidden meaning.

Xihua Shengjun Sansheng, ready to abandon the holy mountain of Xihua to leave.

Suddenly, many people were pale and their looks were not very good-looking. Even the Lord of the Holy Mountain of Xihua has given up?

“In that year, the wasteland to the Holy Palace was facing the same situation as you, so with today’s Most Holy Palace, I hope that my disciples of the West China Mountain can also do it.” The West China Holy King continued to speak, the original The saints of the Causeway Palace did not dare to return to the palace, avoiding the holy mountains of the West China and the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But even if Xihua Shengjun said this, the hearts of the strong people of the West China Mountain are still shaken.

“Ye Futian, the lord of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the state, has always been in the palace, and coexisted with the palace. He is in the palace, the palace is dead, he is dead, what do you want to compare with the West China Saint?” I heard that the West China Saint was ready to evacuate and could not help but sarcasm.

At this time, Xihua Shengjun still thought about shaking the sacred disciples of Xihua and killing them. They did not hesitate to replace the life of some people in the palace with the command of the people of the West China Mountain. It was extremely despicable.

Obviously, Xihua Shengjun himself understands that the general trend has gone, irreversible, and the holy mountain of Xihua cannot keep it. Therefore, he decided to sacrifice the disciples of the holy mountain of Xihua in exchange for a big battle.

For him, the people of Xihua Mountain practice are like chess pieces.

The sound of the fighting sounds through the sacred mountains of Xihua, the hearts of the people are turbulent, and there is still warfare. It is indeed like fighting. Although the Taoist temples were retreating, it was because the people who really decided to live and die in the palace were not They are, but Ye Futian.

Ye Futian, the main palace of the Holy Palace, is always fighting side by side with the palace.

In this way, the words of Xihua Shengjun are particularly hypocritical.

“The West China Holy Mountain has a blessing of law, enough to make my Xihua Shengshan disciple have a battle, if you listen to the channel palace people are confused, how to decide on the outcome.” Xihua Shengjun snorted and continued: ” This war is controlled by you, and your destiny is in your hands.”

After all, the figure of Xihua Shengjun rises up, and beside him, the mad sacred and the rain sac are all with him, standing next to him, his eyes glanced at Jiang Sheng and fight, ready to leave.

“When I announced the joining of Jihad, what kind of posture, now I want to be the dog of this family, and abandon the holy mountain of Xihua, it is worthy of the West China St. Jun.” Yu Sheng looked up to the West China St. Jun above the sky, the sound is extremely cold.

Xihua Shengjun was humiliated by a younger generation, and he looked at Yu Sheng with a cold look.

“After you and Ye Futian enter the holy, remember not to walk around.” Xihua Shengjun said coldly, then the three directly flicked away.

Jiang Sheng and the fighting did not chase, the other three holy, the West Hua Shengjun and the mad sacred realm and Jiang Sheng equivalent, although the holy list is weak after Jiang Sheng, but Jiang Sheng two want to stop the other side of the evacuation, apparently do Not enough.

“Do you know that they will be sanctified sooner or later, and where can they go?” Jiang Sheng faintly opened, they can’t walk out of Xiahuangjie.

Xia Huang will not allow betrayal. In this case, Ye Futian will grow up to the day he can kill him.

Xihua Shengjun snorted, and the three sacred characters left the air. Outside the holy mountain, countless strong people in Huatiancheng saw this scene with their own eyes, only feeling ironic.

Xihua Shengjun, the owner of the holy mountain of Xihua, actually abandoned the holy mountain and fled.

Looking at the sacred mountain that still stands in the sky, everyone in Huatiancheng understands.

The era of the holy mountain of Xihua is over.

Sansheng left, Xihua Shengshan group has no head, even a person with absolute appeal does not have a plate of sand, at this moment a strong whisper, the hearts of people are scattered.

Even those who practice, how many are not afraid of death.

Nowadays, the Mount of the Holy Path is surrounded by mountains, and the Lord of the Holy Mountain has escaped. It can be seen that the ending of the holy mountain of Xihua has been doomed, and there is still war.

Their convictions have collapsed.

The entire Xihua Mountain is a sad atmosphere.

I saw that at this time, one person stepped out and said to Jiang Sheng and the fighting: “Predecessors, jihad was initiated by Xihua Shengjun. I just waited to execute the order. Now the Holy King abandoned the holy mountain of Xihua. The holy mountain of Xihua is in name only, and I am willing to return.”

His voice fell, and the figure appeared in the sky, looking out of the holy mountain from the sky, saying: “We are also willing to return.”

“Unrequited.” The indifferent and blunt voice interrupted the people of the holy mountain of Xihua, and looked at Yu Sheng outside the holy mountain. The body like a demon stood there, and the cold eyes swept west. The people of Huasheng Mountain.

When the strong is in the palace, the soldiers are under the city, and many of the disciples are in the battle, Hua Jieyu is fallen.

Ye Futian and he also suffered a crisis of life and death. Now, it is their turn to be under the city and return.

Countless people in the holy mountain of Xihua are dead, can you only have a battle?

An old man looked at the people of the holy mountain of Xihua, and sighed: “While they want to fight, with the support of my Xihua Shengshan method, let them pay the price.”

Although the belief collapses, but after all, it is a sage character, the state of mind is stable, and it is already a desperate situation, then it will die.

“The Great Zhou Dynasty has been smouldering, the palace is turned into ashes, Ye Futian and the moon’s strong are on the way, who can you pay for it?” Fighting coldly, breaking the war of the strong people of the West China .

Has the Great Zhou Dynasty been exhausted?

Ye Futian is not here, and must go to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Now he will kill the holy mountain of Xihua, plus the strong man of the month.

Dead war?

Take a fight.

Just wait for death.

“Kill it out, you can escape one is one.” Some people are desperate, not ready to borrow the law, and instead of waiting to die, it is better to kill a way of life, at least, there is still a line of life!

(End of this chapter)