"What's going on?"
Eyes shot at Wu Yong like sharp swords, and then looked at Ye Futian behind him.
Above the sky, the sky was branded red, flowing into the distance, trying to wrap all of Qianye City in it.
The sun above the sky seemed to have become one with Ye Futian and Wu Yong, shooting straight at them.
"Rumble."
Wu Yong's body continued to grow, becoming more and more majestic, as if he wanted to reach the sky.
Zhong Lou, the leader of the Zhong tribe, stared at the scene in front of him. He was very familiar with this method.
His name was named after this method.
The Zhonglou Battle Form.
The Zhonglou Battle Form had 13 layers, and each layer was stronger than the last. If it reached the 13th layer, it could be called the Renhuang Battle Form, incarnating the Sun Battle Emperor.
Now, he had cultivated to the Nirvana Plane, but the Zhonglou Battle Form was still only cultivated to the 11th layer, and it was only a few years ago that he had reached this layer.
But at this time, Wu Yong's body continued to grow, becoming stronger and stronger. His momentum was monstrous, like a Renhuang descending to the world, and the Zhonglou Battle Form was transformed and sublimated.
Soon, Wu Yong's Zhonglou Battle Form had reached the 10th layer, which was a level that could only be reached in the Nirvana Plane. And Wu Yong, although he had reached the Nirvana Plane not long ago, he had never cultivated the Zhonglou Battle Form before. Maybe he had received the inheritance in the ruins that day.
At this moment, he broke through the 10th layer.
Moreover, Wu Yong did not stop.
He was still growing stronger. He seemed to have become a sun that devoured the world. All the Flames of the Way surged toward Wu Yong's body, lending all their power to him.
Boom … Wu Yong's body grew taller again, and the Zhonglou Battle Form broke through the 11th layer, reaching the level of Zhong Lou, the leader of the Zhong tribe.
But what shocked Zhong Lou was that he had not stopped yet.
Wu Yong was bathed in the infinite Flames of the Way, and an illusion appeared in his mind. He saw an incomparably majestic figure, standing between heaven and earth. It was Emperor Kua.
At this moment, he really felt the will of Emperor Kua.
"Break!" With a loud shout, the sun above the sky shot out the flames of the sun and turned into a storm. Wu Yong's body grew taller again. Heaven and earth roared, and the flames burned the sky. The surrounding world had turned into a sea of fire, and many warriors had retreated to the distance.
The entire City Lord's Mansion was set ablaze. Not to mention the City Lord's Mansion, even the sky was burning.
In the vast region with the City Lord's Mansion as the center, countless people raised their heads to look at the sky, at the towering figure, the fiery god of war.
Many of the Saint Realm experts were interrupted. Everyone retreated and left the battlefield.
The will on Wu Yong's body was too terrifying at the moment. It was as if he wanted to burn the sky. Anyone who got close to him would find it hard to bear.
"Twelfth layer." Zhong Clan's Patriarch Zhong Lou looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.
Cultivating to the 12th level could be said to be standing at the peak of the Rebirth Realm, the true peak existence of the Saint Realm.
But now, Wu Yong had done it.
However, Wu Yong was only borrowing the path.
Ye Futian had indeed obtained everything that Emperor Kua had left behind. It was just as they had guessed. No wonder the ruins had disappeared.
But, what did he get in return?
According to the elders of the Wu tribe, Ye Futian had devoured all the flames in the relic. How terrifying was that?
However, it also seemed to confirm the scene in front of him.
He was devouring the flames of heaven and earth. At the same time, he released the infinite Flames of the Way and integrated them into Wu Yong's body, lending the path to Wu Yong.
Above the sky, a face appeared. It seemed to be the face of Emperor Kua. Then, it merged with Wu Yong's body. It seemed that Wu Yong was now representing the will of Emperor Kua.
Not only were the cultivators of the seven tribes staring at this scene, but many cultivators who had come that day were also staring at Ye Futian and Wu Yong.
What a terrifying Flames of the Way. What had Ye Futian inherited?
No wonder all the tribes of the western region had gathered here today.
They were determined to get it.
Even if they had to offend Emperor Xia's Realm, they would not hesitate. They wanted to get back what Emperor Kua had left behind.
But now, it seemed that it would not be so easy to get it back.
"The nine tribes are all subjects of Emperor Kua. Now that you have seen the will of Emperor Kua, why don't you bow down? What are you waiting for?" Ye Futian stood behind Wu Yong. Bathed in the light of the flames, he spoke loudly. His voice resounded between heaven and earth.
Making the Nine Great Tribes bow to him.
At this moment, the will of Emperor Kua had indeed appeared and descended upon Wu Yong.
No one bowed. Zhu Kong and the other seven tribes were here today to take Ye Futian. Even if the will of Emperor Kua had appeared, they were here to take it back, not to pay respect.
"The will of Emperor Kua should return to the nine tribes," Zhu Kong said.
"Treason!" Ye Futian shouted. "Today, those who go against the will of Emperor Kua will be regarded as traitors. As the heir of Emperor Kua, I will punish them in the future. Now, you have one last chance. It is not too late to turn over a new leaf and follow the will of Emperor Xia."
"Ridiculous," Zhu Kong said coldly. He looked at the others and said, "Since he is so stubborn and refuses to return to the western region with us, let's just do it."
Obviously, he still decided to fight Ye Futian.
Things had come to this point. How could they turn back?
The leaders of the tribes were all Holiness of Nirvanas. Their states of mind were so tough that they would not back down.
The seven Holiness of Nirvanas surrounded Ye Futian. The whole world was burning.
"All of you, retreat," Ye Futian said to everyone. This battle was a battle at the peak of the Holiness of Nirvanas. It was difficult for those below the Holiness of Nirvana to intervene.
Unless there was no doubt in the front, only Shen Tianzhan was still guarding by the side.
He was also good at the power of fire. If Wu Yong had not come this time and someone from the Crimson Dragon Realm had come to plunder, he might have used Shen Tianzhan to fight.
But Wu Yong came. He was born in the Wu tribe of Emperor Kua and had inherited the path of Emperor Kua. He was obviously more suitable.
Zhu Kong lowered his head and looked down. The Divine Light of the Sun shone down. He raised his palm, and suddenly, the Fire of the Way of the Heaven and Earth condensed and turned into a terrifying vortex. This incomparably terrifying vortex directly condensed into a solar fireball, burning everything in its path.
"Go." Zhu Kong waved his palm down, and suddenly the sun fell, heading straight for the towering body of the flaming god of war, the Twelve-Storey Fighting Form that Wu Yong had transformed into.
At the moment when Zhu Kong attacked, the seven Holiness of Nirvanas gathered terrible Fire of the Great Path on their bodies at the same time, all of them condensed the power of the destructive methods.
As the eyes of Chong Lou, the leader of the Chong clan, opened and closed, an extreme pressure descended between heaven and earth. He stepped into the void, as if a flaming god of war was descending from the sky, attacking Wu Yong.
The cultivators of the Raven clan stepped forward, and suddenly a divine bird of the sun appeared between heaven and earth, whistling down, drowning the void between heaven and earth.
The seven cultivators attacked at the same time.
The Fire of the Way contained in each of their attacks was different, but all of them contained terrible destructive power.
Wu Yong looked up at the sky. The wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed, and endless Fire of the Way gathered in the sky, and a terrible storm blew in the vast world.
The seven Holiness of Nirvana-Plane cultivators looked at Wu Yong's eyes. When his eyes opened and closed, a solar storm would descend. Numerous suns shot towards the seven Holiness of Nirvana-Plane cultivators, directly colliding in the air like a world-destroying fire.
"Boom!" Wu Yong stepped into the sky, and his eyes were frightening. At that moment, he seemed to have turned into a god. His eyes were the Divine Eyes of the Sun, and they hid the Great Path. With one look, a solar storm was born.
That terrible solar vortex storm swept towards the seven Holiness of Nirvanas, intending to bury them in the solar storm.
Seeing that terrible storm, the seven Holiness of Nirvanas looked embarrassed.
That was the law power that the Zhu clan was good at, the Divine Eyes of the Sun.
Now, it bloomed on Wu Yong, and its power was extremely terrifying, stronger than Zhu Kong's.
The cultivators in the distance were shocked when they saw that scene. Was Wu Yong going to fight the seven Holiness of Nirvanas of the nine tribes all by himself?
At that moment, Wu Yong's aura rose to the extreme of Holiness of Nirvanas.
Some of the Holiness of Nirvanas who arrived also stared at the battlefield. The Saint King of Gai looked indifferent as he looked forward.
"Borrowing the way, borrowing the will of Emperor Kua," he said to himself. He did not expect Ye Futian to be able to cooperate with Wu Yong to bring out such combat power.
Chonglou's Battle Form Twelve was already at the peak of Holiness of Nirvanas.
Wu Yong himself was a Holiness of Nirvanas. Ye Futian devoured the power of heaven and earth and borrowed the way to make him stronger. Coupled with the will of Emperor Kua and the inheritance that he had obtained, Wu Yong was what he was now.
In this state, Wu Yong was stronger than any one of the seven Holiness of Nirvanas, and he was much stronger.
Therefore, even if the seven Holiness of Nirvanas joined forces, it would be difficult to kill Wu Yong.
But if they wanted to take down Ye Futian, they would have to step over Wu Yong.
Zhu Kong and the others naturally understood that as well.
"Chonglou, Wu, we will attack. The rest of you, take down Ye Futian," Zhu Kong said. In the solar storm, there was a Divine Sword of the Sun piercing through the storm. Zhu Kong's body was moving downward, and his might was unparalleled.
Chonglou and Wu stepped forward at the same time, following him to the side, heading toward that unparalleled Chonglou Battle Form, trying to hold Wu Yong back.
The other four Holiness of Nirvanas bypassed Wu Yong, wanting to take down Ye Futian.
Wu Yong's power was given to him by Ye Futian. If they were to take down Ye Futian, Wu Yong would lose without a fight.
Seeing the seven Holiness of Nirvanas approaching, swooping down like gods, Wu Yong's expression remained unchanged. Flames burned on his body, and when the seven Holiness of Nirvanas descended, countless Golden Ravens were born all of a sudden, drowning the heavens and the earth as they attacked.
That Golden Raven seemed to have a monstrous aura, as if it was conjured by his will of the great path. The seven Holiness of Nirvanas attacked at the same time.
Wu Yong stared at one of them, the clan leader of the Shang tribe, which was relatively weaker among the seven Holiness of Nirvanas.
"Thousand Divine Arms!" Ye Futian said. Wu Yong understood. Suddenly, countless arms appeared on that towering and terrifying Chonglou Battle Form, and every arm was surrounded by terrifying flames of the Way. It was as if there were thousands of arms extending at the same time, grabbing at the seven Holiness of Nirvanas who were approaching.
Boom. Wu Yong stepped into the sky, suppressing the sky.
Emperor Kua's body seemed to have solidified. At that moment, the seven Holiness of Nirvanas had an illusion, as if Emperor Kua had returned to fight in Wu Yong's body.
All of those abilities were the abilities of Emperor Kua!
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