The eighth floor of the Wuyun battlefield is far less extensive than the previous seven floors.

This space has nine directions. Nine sky-crossing bridges traverse the heavens and the earth, all the way up, as if going to the sky, like a bridge of gods.

Of the nine bridges, one of them has collapsed and destroyed, as if it had suffered a terrible war, completely destroyed, and the middle of the bridge was broken.

And the direction they lead to is exactly the end of the Wuyun battlefield. The ninth floor of the Wuyun battlefield, which everyone can see when they enter the Wuyun battlefield, can see the faint Celestial Palace.

Ye Futian, they came to this space to see the sight in front of them. There were a few waves in their hearts. Nine **** bridges. In addition to the collapsed and destroyed **** bridge, the other eight **** bridges had terrible scenes and super strong characters guarded Over there.

They are the first to come here. The top figures in the three courtyards need more martial arts to plunder. After all, there are many people, so they have not yet come to this eighth floor.

"It is rumored that for thousands of years only Long Yitian walked out from here. Is that broken bridge destroyed by the place where Long Yitian once walked?" Ye Futian whispered, thinking, if this place is the same as before, Only those who have looted the eighth layer of military transportation can go to the ninth layer. Then, even if those people join forces, they are not bound to pass, and only a few can be selected.

Of course, the premise is to defeat the guardian of these eight sacred bridges.

Moreover, if the four of them and one demon want to pass, shouldn't they also have to destroy five bridges?

"Which way do you choose first?" Ye Futian said. They had felt troublesome on the seventh floor before. Now, this eighth floor is bound to be stronger. Before they started, they were equally unsure.

Why are they even joining forces in the three courtyard courtyards who held the sage weapon before? It is to step through this eighth floor and lead to the last place of the Wuyun battlefield.

"You decide." Ye Wuchen said.

"Then this one is ahead, try it first." Ye Futian looked forward, his heads nodded, and then they moved forward, stepping on the bridge directly ahead.

In the middle of the bridge, there is a terrible pattern of golden light, and endless golden light is falling down, as if there are endless ancient characters, the sky is golden.

There was a figure standing there. This man was wearing a golden armor, as if it were a god. His eyes and pupils were all golden, and he swept at everyone. His hair was as sharp as a golden blade. Extreme, no wind automatically, but it gives people a terrible feeling.

"Be careful." Ye Futian said, this person feels very dangerous to him. Even if he plunders the wise man, he still dare not have the slightest intention. Those who defeated the seventh layer before need to join hands. Now the eighth Layer, the opponent will only be stronger.

After all, for thousands of years, only Long Yitian has ever done it.

Although he can use the martial arts to play the peak combat power of the sky, his realm is quite different, and the combat power will still be affected.

The golden eyes of the figure glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, and then gently twisted their hands. In an instant, an extremely terrible spirit filled the world. Ye Futian looked up and saw a root appearing above their heads. Extremely sharp golden spear.

"Hand." Ye Futian's voice dropped, his body rushed out like lightning, almost at the same moment, the golden spear above the void fell down and turned into a golden lightning glory, trying to nail them to the bridge .

Lou Lanxue's figure flickered and rose into the air. Her silver eyes were looking to the void, and the Sage's Book was blooming. Suddenly, a horrible snow storm bloomed. The golden spear that was assassinated was like The ice frozen and solidified, and the speed of descent slowed down, but still released a terrible golden light, and continued to assassinate.

Lou Lanxue's silver eyes and pupils released a terrible silver-white light. She held up her hands, a more horrifying snow storm swept out, and headed towards the sky, as if holding the whole world there.

Those sharp blades gradually stopped and were frozen in the snow storm, but Lou Lanxue had a heavy heart, just an attack, was it arrogant?

Ye Futian descended in front of the strong man, and saw that the other's body was suspended above the bridge of the gods, and his palms were stretched out. A terrible golden pattern appeared from his palm. The golden pattern swirled, Ye Futian and the rest of their attacks fell, and a loud bang made a crack, but the pattern did not completely collapse.

The palm of the opponent's palm was slightly swirled, and the pattern was broken and dissipated, and then golden spears were assassinated again, just a short walk away.

Ye Wuchen shook his hands, and a sword curtain appeared in the sky, blocking the attack of the spear in the same way, and then the sword in his hand pierced forward. Going towards that figure, endless.

For the rest of his life, he jumped up from the sky, surrounded by martial spirits, and trampled the world like an ancient god.

Ye Futian's body swirled, thousands of golden vines swept out, covering the sky.

The figure still looked very calm. He trembled his hands. Instantly, three circular haloes appeared around his body. The periphery seemed to be imprinted with many ancient characters, spinning wildly, and turning into a huge pattern. When Ye Futian attacked and fell At all times, everything was blocked, and the golden aura quickly turned into a terrible blade that was indestructible and shattered everything.

"Boom." A terrible golden glow bloomed. Ye Futian and the three of them were all shaken back. Their bodies were suspended in the air, staring at the figure like a god, shaking their hearts.

Sure enough, it is much more powerful than the seventh layer. No wonder Long Yitian has done it for thousands of years. From then on, it can be inferred what a unique character Long Yitian is. It is no wonder that many people have been mentioned so often.

At this moment, a group of people walked out of Shenqiao toward this side. They are exactly the disciples of the three courtyards. At this moment, the number has decreased, and the rest are stronger elites. When they saw Ye Futian could not help but falter.

How many people did Ye Futian capture the sage Wu Yun and came here?

"Ye Gongzi really has extraordinary talents." Gu Yunxi saw Ye Futian and they couldn't help showing a smile. Before, they were a little worried that they were thrown away by the crowd. Now it seems she is blindly worried. Together, they will be able to plunder the wise men.

Jin Yunxiao and Long Mu are frowning. If they rely on themselves, the seventh floor is difficult. Ye Futian came here. Although several people joined forces, they are still very good.

This means that they seem to underestimate these people somewhat.

Ye Futian also felt the people behind him. He glanced back and saw those people approaching each other. Chen Wang walked forward. Instead of rushing, he said, "Continue fighting."

Ye Futian looked at Chen Wang, his brows raised slightly.

These people are embarrassed, and naturally it is not appropriate to continue fighting. Before the seventh layer, these people were not allowed to take the military luck. Now this more important eighth layer space, can you watch them take it?

Obviously, Chen Wang wanted to take advantage of their battles to see the strength of the golden figure, and he could also use his hand.

"Please, please." Ye Futian laughed and stepped back, and they would know it for the rest of their lives, all of them going backwards.

"You don't have to be polite, let you fight." Chen Wang stared at Ye Futian, and they continued, but he passed with confidence on the seventh floor, but only the eighth floor that Long Yitian broke through. He did not have absolute confidence, so let Ye Futian tempted.

"We have limited strength, unlike the arrogant families of the family, the demon of the academy, please everyone." Ye Futian humility.

"Let you go to the toilet, where there is so much nonsense." A strong man in the Zhen family also said coldly, he understood Chen Wang's intention.

Later, Ye Futian saw that the other side was faintly sealing the retreat of the Shenqiao, preventing them from exiting the bridge.

"What do you mean?" Ye Futian frowned.

Jin Yunxiao sneered and looked at Ye Futian, why? Need to ask this? Of course, Ye Futian is used to explore the road.

"Since we have all come here, why bother to retreat. Let's continue." Chen Wang calmly began. Since he is not all the way, he can use it naturally if he can use it ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ As for Ye Futian's attitude, what is he doing? Would care.

"Sorry, I'm not interested anymore." Ye Futian smiled, his voice dropped, and his body went upwards. The rest of the people followed him, preparing to evacuate.

Chen Wang drew his sword and chopped it out, and the dazzling sun sword cut through the void, and the sun sword light chopped at them, burning down the sky.

Lou Lanxue's silver clothes fluttered, an ice storm came and blocked the sword of the sun that was cut, but at the same time, a figure like Jin Peng burst out like lightning, reaching the limit, it was Jin Yunlang. He In his hand, the ancient bell of the sage magical instrument was sacrificed and blasted towards Lou Lanxue, and the ice storm was crushed in an instant, like a horrible divine bird, Golden-winged Dapeng, killed Lou Lanxue.

Lou Lanxue danced with both hands, all the terrible ice and snow prints pressed down, but the instrument directly shattered everything, Jin Yunlang's body came down like a lightning, killed in one shot, and Lou Blue hurriedly took a palm. The sound of chirping came out, her long sleeve shattered, exposing the jade bones and ice muscles, and Jin Peng's ghost caught a bloodstain on her palm.

Jin Yunlang also won the wise man's martial arts, and his own realm was the highest in the world.

Jin Yunlang also wanted to continue to attack and take down Lou Lanxue, but saw that the rest of his body fell from the sky, and blasted out like a demon, smashing everything. The two attacked and collided together, and the void shook and retreated.

At this time, the wicked Tianjiao Bai Qiong of Xingchen Academy glanced at the void, and his palm was scratching towards the void, as if with a terrible gravity, which affected Ye Futian's speed.

"Don't waste time on them." Liu Suqing said.

Bai Qiong nodded, and then punched a punch, causing the void to oscillate, as if there was an invisible fist that penetrated the void and blasted them to Ye Futian.

"Since you are unwilling to fight, get out of this layer." Bai Qiong glanced indifferently at Ye Futian.