Ye Futian's body stood there, bathing in Shenhua, and he himself didn't understand what was going on.

In Ye Futian's perception, in his body, the tumbling blood seemed to have turned into gold, and there, there seemed to be a golden figure, like an emperor-like figure.

In his perception, this figure is very vague, he can't see his face clearly, he can only feel his temperament, high and invincible, and the endless imperial light also bursts out from here, enveloping his body.

I saw that the image was walking inside him, getting closer and closer, as if it had entered his mind, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, Ye Futian wanted to see his face clearly, but he still couldn't do it.

He wondered who it was that left an imperial will in him.

Could this have something to do with his background?

However, at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, the emperor-like figure seemed to be dancing, a fist, a palm, opening and closing, every movement contained the imperial momentum, along with the movement of that figure, Ye Futian only felt that the blood in his body was roaring, and his life soul was also roaring, and the momentum on the whole person was climbing wildly, as if it was a power that did not belong to him.

The soul of life is like a divine tree, frantically devouring the aura between heaven and earth, his breath is transforming, he only feels that his body is full of endless power, and every movement of the emperor's figure in his body seems to be imprinted in his mind.

Hua Jieyu was held in Ye Futian's arms, she naturally saw Ye Futian's changes, she was ready to die, but she was stunned at the moment, at this time, the light on Ye Futian's body was too gorgeous, like a real emperor in the world, although she had never seen Luo Tianzi, but presumably Luo Tianzi would never have such a temperament, as if, he was the emperor of fate.

She suddenly thought of the number of lives that Zuo Xiang had calculated for herself, and also thought of Ye Futian's question about Nan Doutai, and at this moment she finally understood what the number of lives of the emperor and queen meant, and also understood Zuo Xiang's laughter after she asked Ye Futian if he had returned from Qingzhou City.

It turns out that this is the true meaning of her fate.

They were destined to be together.

Thinking of this flower Xie Yu's eyes were red, and a crystal tear slipped down, it turned out that fate did not fail her, thinking of this, her beautiful eyes became more and more determined, since the fate is like this, then what else in the world can stop them from being together.

The man she loves is the real emperor's fate, and she should be like this.

Xia Fan looked at everything in front of him in shock, his hideous smile had already froze there, and the strange situation in front of him completely subverted his thinking.

What is it?

Why did the spear pierce into Ye Futian's body, not only did it not kill him, but made him so gorgeous, incarnated as an emperor, bathed in the incomparably brilliant imperial brilliance, who would tell him what was going on?

Everything that happened in front of him, Mo said that he had never heard of it, this was not at all common sense, cultivators need to take one step at a time to practice, and it is impossible to skyrocket, even if there is a strong person who leaves something on Ye Futian's body, but what level of strong person does it take to do it?

Xia Fan didn't know, his expression was hideous, and he roared at the two Law Realm powerhouses in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him." ”

The two Law Phase Realm powerhouses were also stunned, looking at the changes on Ye Futian's body with shocked eyes, hearing Xia Fan's roar, a cold killing intent flashed in their eyes, and the spear of spiritual energy condensation and the terrifying flame palm print were killing towards Ye Futian's body at the same time.

However, this time, they were not able to hit Ye Futian's body, at this time, the imperial light surrounding Ye Futian's body seemed to turn into a blurred figure, the emperor's figure, surrounded by the imperial brilliance, the spear and palm prints were all blocked by the imperial brilliance, and they couldn't get close to Ye Futian's body

At this moment, not only did the faces of the two of them change, but Xia Fan and the strong people around him had extremely ugly faces, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

Many life souls disappeared, leaving only the life souls of the World Ancient Tree, the World Ancient Tree swaying in the void was like a divine tree, and a loud sound came out, and the divine tree gave birth to vines, and rolled towards the two Law Phase Realm powerhouses behind Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed.

The expressions of the two changed greatly, spears and flames erupted at the same time, trying to destroy the vines, but the vines that rolled towards their bodies seemed to be indestructible, and instantly swept their bodies into the air, and a loud sound came out, and small branches and leaves pierced through their bodies, and above the void, it rained blood.

Ye Futian turned around slowly, he raised his head and looked at Xia Fan, those eyes seemed to have turned golden, like the eyes of an emperor.

"You are not Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan only felt a trembling heart, it was too weird, at this moment, Ye Futian was full of imperial intent, but this did not belong to him at all.

"What do you say?" Ye Futian said coldly, and then the wings behind him appeared, the gorgeous wings flapped, he levitated, and walked towards Xia Fan with Hua Xie Yu in his arms.

In his body, the emperor-like figure was still dancing, and every movement was imprinted in his mind, and at the same time, it urged the momentum around his body to make 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 the people next to him, and those people trembled one by one, and some did not dare to step forward.

"Up. Xia Fan shouted angrily, his own body retreated wildly, and he turned around and fled, heading towards the battlefield behind, where there were powerhouses of the Heavenly Rank Realm, and there might be a glimmer of life.

"Hum. I saw the wings behind Ye Futian spread, the terrifying wings seemed to be cutting the space, making a piercing and sharp sound, just in an instant, Ye Futian descended in front of the strong people around him, his body did not stop, like a lightning bolt, the sound of popping continued, and then there was blood light blooming in this space, and the screams continued.

"Uncle Shi. Xia Fan seemed to have a premonition of what was happening behind him, he roared and ran forward, shouting loudly, "Help me." ”

I saw that a powerful figure in the Heavenly Realm noticed the situation here, he left the battlefield and came towards Xia Fan, and his body directly crossed Xia Fan and killed Ye Futian.

This figure is a junior disciple of Xia Feng, a sword cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, the sharp sword blooms with dazzling brilliance, stabbing at Ye Futian, he doesn't know why Ye Futian has undergone such a transformation, but at this moment, he has no time to care about the reason, there is only one, kill him.

"You take a break. Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu, the vines rolled over, rolling Hua Jieyu's body behind him, and the endless vines were cast into a wooden bed, making Hua Jieyu as comfortable as possible.

Then, Ye Futian raised his fist and smashed out the sword that came in front of him, this punch was not the combat skill he practiced, but synchronized with the action in his mind, when he blasted out this punch, it seemed to be natural, and the endless imperial momentum around him blasted out together, and suddenly a terrifying storm was born, directly sweeping away the sword intent that came from the killing.

That sword cultivator's face was extremely ugly, but he was not allowed to think about it, Ye Futian's body danced in the void, and the second punch blasted out, a simple and unpretentious punch, but it was like gathering the momentum of heaven and earth, the meaning of the emperor, an emperor phantom attached to him, and his movements synchronously blasted out this punch.

The power of the emperor is unstoppable and unstoppable.

The sword cultivator showed a frightened look, and the endless momentum carried by the Emperor's Fist rolled towards his body, and then there seemed to be a thunderous explosion between heaven and earth, and a sword cultivator of the Heavenly Rank Realm was directly shattered to pieces, and the bones did not exist.

"No......" Xia Fan was horrified when he saw this scene, and he only felt that all thoughts were lost, his senior uncle, a sword cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, was actually wiped out by Ye Futian's punch, his body collapsed, turning into nothingness, his body trembled, and there was no evil smile in his eyes, only deep fear.

However, at this time, Ye Futian felt that the imperial will in his body seemed to have reached a peak, and his dancing body gradually became slow, as if it might end at any time.

This made Ye Futian have a hunch that this emperor's will would not last long after all, and there was not much time left for him.

Moreover, the emperor's will that appeared this should be teaching him a set of exercises.

Thinking of this, his wings flashed again, his speed was extremely fast, and he instantly joined the battlefield of Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan, his wings cut through the void, and the sound of popping continued, and the powerhouses under the Heavenly Realm were not vulnerable at all, and they were frantically 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 fight with Ye Futian.

I saw Ye Futian punch and palm constantly blasted out, every punch, every palm print, contained a powerful imperial momentum, the strong people who chased and killed continued to fall, and there were many more corpses on the ground.

In a moment, there were only two powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm left, they turned around and wanted to escape, Ye Futian at this moment was too powerful, they couldn't defeat it at all.

Ye Futian's figure flashed, his body swirled slightly, and then he blasted out a punch like lightning, the fist penetrated the void, and directly exploded a person's body, and the emperor's will became stronger at the moment, looking at the last fleeing body, Ye Futian blasted out a palm print in the air, and an emperor palm print wiped out everything, chasing and killing, shattering the opponent's body.

Except for Xia Fan, everyone was killed.

Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan looked at Ye Futian in shock at this moment, that imperial will had climbed to the extreme at this moment, and the light of the emperor of hundreds of zhang was swaying with brilliant brilliance.

Ye Futian didn't pay attention to their gaze, but walked towards Xia Fan, Xia Fan's body retreated little by little, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

"Leave me alone, you can do anything you want me to promise you. Xia Fan looked at Ye Futiandao.

A rattling sound came out, and the vines wrapped around the body of the Lord Xia Fan, binding his hands, feet, and neck, leaving his body across 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 where could he struggle.

The vines that wrapped around his body were pulled in different directions, as if they were here, execution!