Ye Wutian.

This man is known as the strongest disciple of the Palace of Light, and even Ye Tian was just a chess piece in his hand.

His divine trace has always been unknown, but his reputation has been Taotao.

No matter who it is, when it comes to this name, there is only awe and fear.

This is an insurmountable monument in the new era.

Back then, when the first king's great sacrifice, Wang Qiong had intersected with him from a distance and knew deeply the horror of this person.

He didn't expect that Ye Wutian would appear at this time.

"Wang Qiong, we finally meet." Ye Wutian whispered.

His expression was calm, Gujing was not shocked, there was no trace of fireworks, and his deep eyes were not relieved of anger.

Ye Wutian did not kill and had no killing, and he was forgetful of his own breath and thought.

It seemed that even Wang Qiong's figure was just passing by in a hurry in his eyes, and the water passed without a trace.

"Are you going to take action?" Wang Qiong said indifferently.

"It's not time yet." Ye Wutian looked at Wang Qiong, and a hint of joy surged in his eyes: "There must be a battle between you and me, but it's not now."

"Don't you go fart, do you have to choose a life if you want to die?" At this moment, the fat man roared.

He stood behind Wang Qiong, fearless.

"In two months, the Treasure House of Apocalypse will be born." Ye Wutian whispered.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Qiong's mind rippled.

That is Lin Luotian's legacy and a prosperous era that attracts attention in the world. Even the masters of the Lingfu Realm cannot ignore it.

Once the Treasure House of Apocalypse is born, it will be the largest stage and the most peak event of every era.

The dragon fought in the wild, and its blood was mysterious and yellow. I wonder how many people became kings and how many people died.

"Okay! The treasure house of Apocalypse determines both the winner and the loser, and the life and death!" A glimmer of light appeared in Wang Qiong's eyes.

It has been a long time since he was so passionate as he is now. There are not many people among his peers who can make him so warlike, and Ye Wutian is definitely one of them.

"Let's go!" Ye Wutian whispered.

Long Qingtian turned around and glanced at Wang Qiong deeply.

He never enjoyed this battle.

"Why? I'm not convinced, I'll fight with you?" The fat man stood behind Wang Qiong and said with confidence.

"Wait until the Apocalypse Treasure House is opened..." Long Qingtian took a step forward without saying anything, followed Ye Wutian and walked into the void.

"Old Wang..."

"The Treasure House of Apocalypse is about to be born. It won't be long before the world will be in chaos..." Wang Qiong murmured, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Once the Treasure House of Apocalypse is born, the Fire and Yuan Buyuan realm are just small shrimps. Even if they are dominant, the controller is just small fish. The real competition is the master.

Standing behind the scenes is the supreme existence of the Lingfu Realm.

"Let's go, make plans early." Wang Qiong's right hand fell, and the void cracked.

The fat man, the seventh prince, the Lord of Dari Mountain and the barefoot boy followed closely and eventually disappeared.

The ripples in space spread around and gradually calmed down.

The huge underground palace is trapped in endless darkness.

"Abnormal number, the Apocalypse is about to open, Emperor Qin, Taoist Wuyi, and Qifan... The three strongest people in the world will show up..."

"The world is chaotic, and the wave of the new era is coming after all. I wonder how many powerful people will die in this feast."

In the darkness, two hoarse voices sounded.

Tao Wuyi is the strongest person in the Palace of Light. He once fought against the twelve thrones and killed endlessly. Even the Emperor of Qin was quite afraid of him.

As for abandoning the mortal world, he is the lord of the dark church.

Adding to the Qin Emperor, these three are the strongest people in the world today.

"The new era will come... The boy of the Wang family is not simple... He abandoned the domineering true weapon and walked out of his own path... There are traces of Lin Luotian on his body..."

In the darkness, a hoarse voice sounded again, showing a strong interest in Wang Qiong.

"This son's luck is rampant. The Twelve Thrones and the Demon Sword have all spent a lot of effort on him. This is their hope..."

"I said in Sanyang Town that year that this boy is extraordinary, but it's a pity that we can't take it into our hands under the dusty earth..."

"Don't forget that there is a great enemy in front of him, and it may not be possible to go to the end." Another hoarse voice said coldly.

"The boy in the Palace of Light? He has the smell of King Hoffa on his body, and it is still as annoying as before."

"That little guy is named Ye Wutian? He is so angry. This is exactly the same as King Hoffa. He always feels that there is some inexplicable relationship between them."

"That man is so mysterious. Even if we can't figure it out, there is one thing we can be sure that this kid will be the enemy of the Wang family..."

In the darkness, the hoarse voice suddenly smiled grimly, with a hint of excitement.

"Hahaha, the waves of the new era are getting more and more exciting. You probably forgot that anomaly still has an old enemy that has not yet been destroyed, and is hidden in the darkest..."

"So that's it, Lin Luotian's bloodline...is called..."

"By the way, his name is..."

"Lin Xuan!!!"

Rumble...

The earth trembled, the rocks collapsed, the void suddenly shattered, and the turbulent flow rolled, flooding the ruins.

The loud voice covered the husky conversation.

Everything returned to peace, and nothing seemed to have happened.

...

The ancient Hall of Light stands majestic.

This is the magnificent fairy palace standing above the dome, high above like a god, looking down at the mortals attached to the earth.

Inside the mysterious space, there is a blue planet.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the Palace of Light, and only a few people can get permission to set foot here.

The void was opened like a curtain, and Ye Wutian took a step forward and appeared above the planet.

He jumped, appeared on the planet, and stepped onto the highest mountain.

The wind and snow were like ferocious beasts roaring, raging on this huge monument.

On the top of the mountain, a figure sat cross-legged, like an ascetic monk, without moving, letting the wind and frost blow.

"Teacher, I'm back!" Ye Wutian whispered.

He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the figure in the wind and snow.

Dao Wuyi, this man with little reputation, doesn’t know him.

But Ye Wutian knew that this was one of the strongest people in the world, the Qin Emperor's unborn enemy.

"Have the Dragon King brought back the bloodline?" The man spoke in the snow and snow.

"Well, I saw Wang Qiong." Ye Wutian said suddenly.

"The Wang family's seed... wait. The Apocalypse Treasure House will be born, and his blood must be used..." Dao Wuyi whispered: "Before this, you can go and read the Book of the King of Heaven!"

"What?" Ye Wutian's expression changed slightly.

"The Book of the Dharma King" is a relic left by King Hoffa. No disciple has ever seen it in history.

This is an iron rule.

"The time is here." Dao Wuyi waved his hand.

Ye Wutian turned around and left without saying much.

In the wind and snow, Dao Wuyi slowly stood up and walked into the cave behind him.

In the darkness, a strong smell of blood came to my face, and a figure swayed faintly.

"Speaking of this, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

"Black Blade!!!"
Chapter completed!