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    Unexpectedly, the situation has been broken!

    Countless gazes stared at Ye Futian. Everyone knows that the Wanghou Grotto can temper practitioners. Many people step in front of the Wanghou Grotto to bear the baptism of the will of the grotto, which can improve themselves and break through the limit.

    But no one has ever been like Ye Futian. After taking thirteen complete steps, he did not choose to set foot on the grotto corridor. Instead, he turned back without any hesitation, released the attribute power in his body, and borrowed the power of the grotto willpower.  Attack to temper the physical body, so as to break through the limit of the physical body and transform into the realm of Dharma.

    Martial arts breaks through the realm and enters the dharma form, and the martial arts can be released at will, becoming more powerful, and can be condensed to cast dharma form.

    Ye Xiao and the people from Cangye Academy stood behind and stared at Ye Futian's figure, their eyes were a little embarrassed. Looking at Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen, it seemed that they, the disciples of Cangye Academy, were useless.  five steps.

    The fifth step is not too weak, but with Ye Futian and the three monsters around, it seems extremely unbearable.

    What's even more frightening is that even at this moment, Ye Futian still has no intention of stopping.

    At this time, he was under unparalleled pressure, but he also felt the transformation of his own strength.

    In my mind, this time a stronger will impact came, the power of will of various attributes, chaotic, destroying everything, more stone statues imprinted in my mind, Ye Futian resisted this force, not afraid of princely will.

    Does this princely will want to destroy him?

    The sense of arrogance permeated from his body, his blood was tumbling, and the emperor's art was involuntarily running, and a ray of emperor's meaning appeared in his mind.

    At this moment, the princely will contained in the stone statue seemed to be horrified. He wanted to try to resist, but the emperor's will came out, and Ye Futian directly destroyed the princely will.

    If today is blocked by this grotto, how will the real prince be killed in the future.

    Without any hesitation, he took the twelfth step for the second time, undiminished arrogance, like an emperor.

    A stronger will of the stone statue rushed into his mind. This time, Ye Futian did not destroy it, but let them attack his spiritual will. His will is like an emperor. No matter how violent the storm hits you, you will eventually surrender.

    As soon as the twelfth step fell, Ye Futian took the thirteenth step directly, fearlessly.

    This time, his steps were firmer and firmer than before, without the slightest wavering. He didn't look like he was going through a trial.

    More like, to conquer.

    Stepping out in thirteen steps, the entire grotto was imprinted in his mind at this moment, as if he felt his arrogance, and many stone statues carved in the grotto appeared in his mind, wanting to kill this madman.

    Ye Futian is fearless, the emperor's will is extremely powerful, let the prince's will kill him, and he will not move. He directly covers the prince's will with the emperor's will, and the powerful prince's will seems to be fully integrated into his will, like  It is to submit to the emperor.

    At this moment, it seems that something has broken through again, it is the transformation of spiritual power.

    A powerful spiritual storm engulfed the surrounding power and swallowed it into the body. The aura of various attributes and strong will seemed to become Ye Futian's nourishment.

    "Psychic power breaks through."

    Everyone's hearts trembled again. Ye Futian also practiced martial arts. He was still not satisfied after breaking through the martial arts. He continued to use the power of the grotto to temper his spirit and make it break through.

    At this time, both mental strength and martial arts have broken through, and they have completely stepped into the realm of Dharma.

    Many people just feel a little numb. Today, in front of the Wanghou Grotto, many arrogance figures in the Land of Thousand Leagues were conquered by a man from the Glory Realm from the Land of Hundred Kingdoms, and they completely lost their temper.

    In contrast, Zhao Han, the son of Yujianzong's head, was bleak.

    He is considered the proud son of heaven, what is Ye Futian?

    I saw that at this time, Ye Futian's luck was blooming, soaring upwards, hidden more than ten feet, and still getting stronger crazily, the will of the stone statues in the Wanghou Grotto seemed to be continuously integrated into it, turning into luck, making the luck even stronger  Strong, quickly turned into tens of feet of luck, extremely terrifying.

    They have never seen someone who was born with such a powerful luck only by relying on the Wanghou Grotto.

    There are many ways to obtain luck, but for people in the ancient world, it takes a long time to comprehend the relics, and the easiest way is to plunder.

    But Ye Futian subverted their cognition, just relying on comprehension, he was about to approach princely luck, which was simply too terrifying.

    If other people in Qianmeng Land can be like him, wouldn't it be easy for princes to have luck?

    "Okay." Yu Sheng was extremely excited when he saw this scene, as if he had broken through, and then he finally raised his feet and rushed towards the last step.Not far away, Lin Yueyao saw this scene and couldn't help shouting to Ye Futian: "Hello."

    Ye Futian looked at Lin Yueyao suspiciously, and then saw her resentful eyes, beautiful eyes staring at him angrily, as if dissatisfied with his partiality.

    ""

    Ye Futian was speechless, this woman won't be jealous, right?

    sick.

    Ignoring her gaze, Ye Futian said, "Come one by one."

    As he spoke, the power of will was drawn into Yun Qianmo's mind, but it had no attack power, and he just let Yun Qianmo realize it.

    Behind Ye Futian, Zhao Leng watched this scene indifferently, Ye Futian clearly ignored his existence.

    "Yunqianmo." Zhao Han shouted, Yunqianmo looked at Zhao Han again, and then only heard the other party say: "Return to the sect within a month."

    He said that as long as Ye Futian beats him, he will not care about it. Now it is not easy to regret it in front of everyone.

    But still not reconciled, so he only gave Yunqianmo a month.

    Yun Qianmo's beautiful eyes froze, and then saw Zhao Han take a step back, ready to go.

    "Did I let you go!" A voice tinged with arrogance came out, and Zhao Han's footsteps froze in place.
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