Chapter 175 You Got My Approval

"Okay." Xiao Mu nodded and walked forward with the flame scepter in his hand. He could naturally see that the book of flames would be useful to him who practiced flames.

Although the Holy Maiden of Loulan said that the treasures other than the magic weapon need to be exchanged with the ancient country of Loulan, how could they have no other ideas, at least they can practice in the ruins first.

Ye Futian and others glanced at the flame figure, how many times was this?

But he did not act, but watched Xiao Mu move forward to the battlefield. The armored soldiers in front of the drums beat the drums. In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted, and the drums trembled. In the sound, he walked towards Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu's will was integrated into the scepter, and he put the scepter in front of him. In an instant, a terrifying flame light curtain wrapped around his body. Xiao Mu took a strong step forward to take down the book of flames.

The people behind them did not act rashly, and they could feel the power of the war drum, which was very terrifying.

When Xiao Mu took a step, the war drum rang again, and this time, it was even more terrifying than the first drum sound.

Xiao Mu's brows were slightly wrinkled, and the princely level of luck on his body erupted fiercely, which motivated the power of the scepter. At this moment, he was like a princely character, bathed in flames, unstoppable.

As the leader of Yancheng, Xiao Mu only came to the ruins after winning the luck of the prince. Naturally, his strength is extremely terrifying, otherwise he would not be recognized by the magic weapon.

The violent flame wave was rolling on the battlefield, Xiao Mu's body seemed to be submerged, but he stepped forward steadily with the help of the power of the scepter. The magic weapon scepter, the burst of will is definitely close to the princely level, there is no reason to not get the book of flames.

As he moved forward step by step, the sound of the drums shook the sky, and the people behind kept retreating, their wills tumbling and rolling, especially those who did not have the luck of the prince, they only felt that they could not bear this power at all, I am afraid that in the ruins , there will be no gain at all.

If there is no princely luck, magic tools are needed to make up for it, but most people have neither.

Xiao Mu, who was bathed in endless flames, moved forward step by step like a prince. Those soldiers beat the drums again, and the drums sounded in the city. The world seemed to resonate. Combined with the general trend of heaven and earth, it turned into an invincible force, moving towards Xiao Mu. swept away.

Xiao Mu's footsteps stopped, and the terrifying heat wave hit him. His hand holding the scepter trembled slightly. He was already close to the book of flames, and he only needed to take another seven steps to get it.

But he gave birth to a feeling that these seven steps, I am afraid it is difficult to have the opportunity to step out.

Xiao Mu vigorously raised his footsteps and stepped forward. There was a loud bang, and the sound of the war drum sounded again. In an instant, an endless storm of flames blew up between the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying force of will hit the scepter and strike with the sound of the war drum. To Xiao Mu.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Mu's body was shaken flying. He frantically urged the power of the magic weapon and the scepter. The imprint between his eyebrows was extremely eye-catching, but a crack still appeared, almost broken, but he still supported it, the crack was repaired, He was breathing heavily, his face slightly pale.

"Failed." Everyone's eyes flashed, and the powerful Xiao Mu also failed, and they still used the power of the prince's will, which meant that they were even more unlikely to succeed.

Behind, the sharp man beside Lou Lanxue said: "It seems that it is difficult for anyone to get it. I don't know if the few people in the deserted city can do it."

Over the years, generations of powerhouses from the ancient kingdom of Loulan have stepped into the ruins, and many of them have been taken away.

The treasures still in the ruins today are extremely difficult to obtain.

This book of flames, the sharp man had taken it, but failed, and he went farther than Xiao Mu.

The Virgin Lou Lanxue naturally tried it too, she almost got it, but failed in the last step.

Where Xiao Mu was, the flame phantom in the scepter appeared again, and his expression was slightly unsightly.

"Senior, I tried my best." Xiao Mu said.

"I know." The flame phantom nodded: "It seems that no one can get it at all, which is a pity."

Are all the treasures in this palace ruins so hard to get?

If so, I am afraid that there will be no other gains.

The people in the back sighed when they heard his words, but no one could get it.

Since the prince's will phantom said so, it must be true.

But at this moment, a figure in white stepped out and walked towards the battlefield, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Many people looked at him and couldn't help showing a strange look. Although Ye Futian was unparalleled in talent and recognized by magic tools, he was low in realm and had no royal luck. He urged him to use the full power of magic tools?

What Xiao Mu can't do, he actually wants to try?

The flame phantom was stunned when he saw Ye Futian walking by, looked at him in surprise, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Naturally try." Ye Futian looked at the other party and smiled.

"Are you an idiot?" The flame figure said indifferently, he and Xiao Mu all failed to join forces, Ye Futian, does he want to try?

Does he have a try too? Simply overwhelmed.

"Maybe I'm lucky." Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Beyond one's own strength." The flame figure spoke coldly, Ye Futian didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward, the drumbeat kept coming, shaking in the eardrum, and he could faintly feel a fiery meaning.

The guqin was placed in front of him, Ye Futian held the qin with one hand, plucked the strings with the other hand, and the sound of the violin came out.

At this moment, the scene is like a battlefield, and the qin music should be suitable for the general's order.

For a moment, everyone seemed to be substituted into that mood, as if the front was really like a battlefield.

Ye Futian has not yet created the luck of the prince, but he has the will of the emperor, and integrating it into the guqin can influence the will of the ancient Loulan prince to the greatest extent, thereby mobilizing the power of the guqin.

The sound of the piano is long, and there is a magnificent meaning that permeates the battlefield. In the battlefield, it seems that there are thousands of horses galloping.

On the opposite side, the sound of the drum trembled, and it also turned into a terrifying momentum. The two momentums collided and annihilated together.

Ye Futian's footsteps are very steady, as if there is a peculiar pattern, walking with the rhythm of the piano sound, the momentum of the piano sound keeps getting stronger, and he takes a step for every strong point.

With the emperor's will, the will of the princes and the magic weapon were stimulated, and the momentum of the general's order was far beyond what he used to be able to match.

The sound of drums and the sound of the piano were constantly confronting, and the two momentums were terrifying to the extreme, from weak to strong, more and more terrifying, until everyone felt like they were in the battlefield, witnessing the confrontation between the two armies.

It seems that they underestimated Ye Futian again.

Looking at this momentum, he may catch up with the pace taken by Xiao Mu.

However, there is one thing they don't understand. How did Ye Futian achieve his strength?

How could he mobilize the magic weapon to such a degree?

At this time, the space around Ye Futian was filled with raging flames. The terrifying flame seemed to bury his body, but Ye Futian was enveloped in a storm of musical sounds, destroying everything, as if it was transformed by his will, and the flames were always there. Unable to break through.

He was still walking forward, and he was getting closer to where Xiao Mu had walked.

This made Xiao Mu's face a little ugly, and the flame phantom next to him also stared at Ye Futian.

Why does he look down on Ye Futian, because Ye Futian's cultivation realm is too low, and there is no princely luck, this kind of strength realm will not have any achievements in the ruins.

However, Ye Futian first got the magic weapon, and then he took the same steps as Xiao Mu here, which made him feel strange. Did he go wrong this time?

"That's it." The flame figure seemed to be unwilling to believe that he was wrong. He saw that the drumbeat became stronger, the momentum soared, and everything was shattered. The storm was unstoppable.

But seeing that Ye Futian's fingers seemed to have turned into phantoms, he frantically plucked the strings, and a storm of piano sounds swept out. Under the order of the general, he did not choose to continue the defense, but took the initiative to attack.

"Looking for death." The flame figure looked at Ye Futian's movements and said coldly. If he continued to move forward steadily, he might be able to walk a few steps closer to the Book of Flames, but at this moment his approach was undoubtedly courting death.

Naturally, Ye Futian would not seek death. He strode out continuously, the sound of the piano swept up with the monstrous will, and collided with the drum sound. The space seemed like a riot, and the unparalleled willpower seemed to tear everything apart.

Under the order of the general, at this moment, there seemed to be a few qin wills that contained the emperor's will bypassing the attack and directly drilling into the war drum.

"Boom." There was another loud noise, the drums shook the sky, destroying everything, and the storm of piano sounds in front of Ye Futian had disappeared, and it was all exhausted in the blow just now.

"Seeking death." The flame figure said indifferently, Ye Futian was already a dead person in his eyes.

Others naturally saw that this attack of will would really kill Ye Futian.

But at this moment, Ye Futian raised his hand and plucked the strings. The sound of the drum and the sound of the piano seemed to resonate, and a storm of destruction erupted from the war drum, annihilating everything.

The next moment, under the shocking gaze of everyone, those armored soldiers who beat drums instantly vanished into ashes.

"This..." Everyone's pupils contracted and looked at the scene in front of them in shock, what's going on?

Ye Futian, how did he do it?

The eyes of the flame figure were also frozen there, Ye Futian, actually succeeded, and killed those armored soldiers.

The Book of Fire was suspended there, no longer blocked.

Xiao Mu's figure flashed, and he rushed forward, ready to snatch.

Ye Futian turned his head and glanced at him, the guqin in his hand was plucked again, and the sound of the violin resonated with the war drum again, and a monstrous will erupted out, Xiao Mu's face changed greatly, with the terrifying will swept away, he was bored With a snort, his face was pale, and he stopped for a moment, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The flame figure appeared beside the scepter, and his eyes were extremely uneasy.

Obviously he has gone wrong, Ye Futian is stronger than Xiao Mu.

"The sound of the piano and the drums resonate very strongly. You have my approval. Come and hold the scepter." The flame figure said, ready to give up Xiao Mu!

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