Ye Futian's body stood there, bathing in the divine flower. He didn't even understand what was happening.
In Ye Futian's perception, the rolling blood in his body seemed to turn into gold, and there seemed to be a golden figure there, like an emperor.
In his perception, this figure was very blurry, and his face could not be seen clearly. He could only feel his temperament, which was aloof and arrogant. The endless emperor's light burst out from here, sweeping him away. The body is shrouded.
The figure seemed to be taking steps inside his body, getting closer and closer, as if it had entered his mind. The momentum was getting stronger and stronger. Ye Futian wanted to see his face clearly, but he still couldn't. arrive.
He was wondering who it was that left an emperor's will in his body.
Could this be related to his life experience
However, at this moment, he had no time to think too much. The emperor-like figure seemed to be dancing, with a punch and a palm, opening and closing. Every movement contained an imperial aura. With the movements of the figure, Ye Futian only felt that he The blood in his body was roaring, his life soul was also roaring, and his aura was rising crazily, as if it was a power that did not belong to him.
The soul of life was like a sacred tree, crazily devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. His aura was transforming, and he felt that his whole body was filled with endless power. Every movement of the emperor's figure in his body seemed to be imprinted in his mind. .
Hua Jieyu was held in Ye Futian's arms. She naturally saw the changes in Ye Futian. She was already ready to die but she was shocked at this moment. The light on Ye Futian's body was too brilliant at this moment, like a real emperor on earth. , although she has never met Luo Tianzi, she must have such a temperament, as if he is the destined emperor.
She suddenly thought of the fate calculated by Zuo Xiang for her, and also thought of Ye Futian's question to Nan Doutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the emperor's fate meant, and also understood what Zuo Xiang had done when she asked Ye Futian whether he had followed the emperor's destiny. That laugh after returning from Qingzhou City.
It turns out that this is the true meaning of her destiny.
They are destined to be together.
Thinking of this, Hua Jieyu's eyes were red, and another drop of crystal tears fell down. It turned out that fate had not failed her. Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes became more determined. Since their fate was like this, what else in the world could stop them from doing this? Together.
The man she loves is the true destiny of the emperor, and this is how he should be born.
Xia Fan looked at everything in front of him in shock. His ferocious smile had long been frozen there. The strange situation in front of him completely subverted his thinking.
What's this
Why did the spear pierce Ye Futian's body, not only did it not kill him, but it made him so gorgeous, transformed into an emperor, and bathed in the dazzling imperial glory. Who will tell him what is going on
Everything that happened in front of him, let alone seeing, was unheard of. This was completely unreasonable. Practitioners need to practice step by step. It is impossible to have a sudden increase. Even if a strong man leaves something on Ye Futian, what is needed? Only a strong person of this level can do it
Xia Fan didn't know. He looked ferocious and yelled at the two Dharma Realm experts in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him."
The two Dharma Realm experts were also stunned, looking at the changes in Ye Futian's body in shock. When they heard Xia Fan's roar, cold murderous intent flashed in their eyes, and at the same time, the spear with condensed spiritual energy and the terrifying flame palm prints flashed. Kill towards Ye Futian's body.
However, this time, they failed to hit Ye Futian's body. At this time, the emperor's light surrounding Ye Futian's body seemed to turn into a blurry figure. The emperor's figure was surrounded by the emperor's light, and the spear and palm prints were all destroyed. The imperial radiance blocked it and could not get close to Ye Futian's body.
At this moment, not only the expressions of the two of them changed, Xia Fan and the surrounding strong men also had extremely ugly expressions, giving rise to an ominous premonition.
Many life souls disappeared, leaving only the life soul of the ancient world tree. The ancient world tree swaying in the void was like a sacred tree. There was a crashing sound, and the sacred tree sprouted vines and moved towards Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed. The two Dharma Realm powerhouses behind him rolled over.
The expressions of the two people changed greatly, and spears and flames burst out at the same time, trying to destroy the vines. However, the vines that rolled towards their bodies seemed to be indestructible, and instantly swept their bodies into the air. A crashing sound was heard, and a small The branches and leaves penetrated through their bodies, and blood-colored rain began to fall above the void.
Ye Futian slowly turned around, raised his head and looked at Xia Fan, his eyes seemed to turn into gold, like the eyes of an emperor.
"You're not Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan felt a wave of fear, it was so weird. At this moment, Ye Futian's whole body was filled with imperial feelings, but it didn't belong to him at all.
"What do you think?" Ye Futian said coldly, and then the wings appeared behind him. The gorgeous wings flapped, and he floated up, holding Hua Jieyu and heading towards Xia Fan.
Within his body, that emperor-like figure was still dancing, and every movement was imprinted in his mind. At the same time, it stimulated the aura around his body, making him stronger.
Ye Futian also understood that this power did not belong to him, but at least at this moment, it belonged to him.
"Kill, kill him." Xia Fan stepped back, but ordered to the people next to him. All of those people were trembling, and some did not dare to step forward.
"Go." Xia Fan shouted angrily. His body retreated wildly, and he turned around and ran away, heading towards the battlefield behind. There were strong men in the Celestial Realm there, and there might be a glimmer of hope.
"Buzz." I saw the wings behind Ye Futian spread out. Those terrifying wings seemed to be cutting the space, making a harsh and sharp sound. In just a moment, Ye Futian descended in front of the strong men around him. His body was not Any time it stayed, it was like a bolt of lightning flashing across, with constant popping sounds, and then the space continued to bloom with blood and screams.
"Uncle Master." Xia Fan seemed to have a premonition of what was happening behind him. He roared and ran forward, shouting loudly: "Save me."
A powerful figure in the heavenly realm noticed what was going on here. He left the battlefield and came towards Xia Fan. He passed directly over Xia Fan and headed towards Ye Futian.
The arriving figure was one of Xia Feng's junior disciples, a sword cultivator in the heavenly realm. The sharp sword burst out with dazzling brilliance and stabbed Ye Futian. He didn't know why Ye Futian underwent such a transformation, but at this moment There is no time to care about the reason, there is only one, kill him.
"You should rest first." Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu. The vines rolled around and rolled Hua Jieyu's body behind him. The endless vines formed a wooden bed, making Hua Jieyu as comfortable as possible. Can be more comfortable.
Then, Ye Futian raised his fist and punched the sword coming from the front. This punch was not a combat skill he practiced, but was synchronized with the movements in his mind. When he punched out, it was like It was completely natural, and the endless imperial power around him blasted forward, creating a terrifying storm that directly wiped out the killing sword intent.
The sword cultivator's face was extremely ugly, but he was not allowed to think too much. Ye Futian's body danced in the void, and the second punch came out, a simple and unpretentious punch, but it seemed to gather the power of heaven and earth, the emperor's intention, and an emperor's virtual body. The shadow attached itself to him and punched out in sync with his movements.
The power of the emperor makes the people surrender and cannot be resisted.
The sword cultivator showed a horrified look, and the endless force carried by the emperor's fist rolled towards his body. Then there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the sky and the earth. A strong sword cultivator in the heavenly realm was shattered into pieces, and no bones were left. .
"No..." Xia Fan was horrified when he saw this scene. He felt that all his thoughts were lost. His uncle, a swordsman in the heavenly realm, was killed by Ye Futian with a punch. His body collapsed and turned into nothingness. His body trembled. As he stood, there was no evil smile in his eyes, only deep fear.
However, Ye Futian felt as if the emperor's will in his body had reached a peak at this moment, and his dancing body gradually became slower, as if it might end at any time.
This gave Ye Futian a hunch that the emperor's will would not last forever, and there was not much time left for him.
Moreover, the emperor's will that appeared should be teaching him a set of skills.
Thinking of this, his wings flashed again. His speed was extremely fast, and he instantly joined Nan Dou Wenyin and Tang Lan on the battlefield. His wings cut through the void, and the sound of popping continued. The strong man in the heavenly realm was simply vulnerable. , the madness was harvested by Ye Futian.
Although Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also shocked by Ye Futian's changes, they knew what they should do at this moment and cooperated with Ye Futian to fight together.
I saw Ye Futian punching and palming continuously. Every punch and every palm mark contained a powerful imperial aura. The strong men who were chasing him continued to fall, and there were many corpses on the ground.
Within a moment, only two strong men in the heavenly realm were left. They turned around and wanted to escape. Ye Futian at this moment was too powerful and they could not defeat him at all.
Ye Futian's figure flashed, his body spun slightly, and then he punched out like lightning. The light of his fist penetrated the void and directly exploded a person's body. The emperor's will became stronger at this moment. Looking at the last fleeing body, Ye Futian blasted a palm print from the air, and an imperial palm print destroyed everything, chasing after him and smashing the opponent's body to pieces.
Except for Xia Fan, everyone was killed.
Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan looked at Ye Futian in shock at this moment. The emperor's will reached the extreme at this moment, and the emperor's light of hundreds of feet was swaying with brilliant brilliance.
Ye Futian did not pay attention to their gazes, but walked towards Xia Fan. Xia Fan's body retreated little by little, with endless fear in his eyes.
"Let me go, I can promise you anything you want." Xia Fan looked at Ye Futian and said.
A crashing sound was heard, and the vines wrapped around Xia Fan's body, binding his hands, feet, and neck, leaving his body lying horizontally in the void.
"No..." Xia Fan seemed to know what was about to happen, and let out an extremely frightened roar. His body wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.
The vines wrapped around his body were pulled in different directions, as if they were being executed!
(End of chapter)