Ye Futian stood there, bathing in the divine beauty, and he himself didn't understand what was going on.

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

In his perception, the figure was very blurry, and he could not see his face clearly. He could only feel his temperament, high and arrogant, and the endless emperor's light burst out from here, covering his body.

I saw that the figure seemed to be walking inside his body, getting closer and closer, as if it was walking into his mind, and the momentum became stronger and stronger. Ye Futian wanted to see his face clearly, but still couldn't do it.

He was wondering who it was, leaving an imperial will in his body.

Will this be related to his life experience?

However, at this moment he had no time to think about it. The emperor-like figure seemed to be dancing, with one punch, one palm, opening and closing. Every move contained the emperor's aura. With the movement of the figure, Ye Futian only felt the blood in his body roaring, and his life soul was roaring. The momentum of his whole body was rising wildly, as if it was a power that did not belong to him.

The soul of life was crazily devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth like a sacred tree. His breath was transforming, and he felt that his body was filled with endless power. Every move of the emperor figure in his body seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

Hua Jieyu was held in Ye Futian's arms, and she naturally saw Ye Futian's changes. She was already ready to die and was shocked at this moment. At this time, the light on Ye Futian's body was too gorgeous, just like a real emperor on earth. Although she had never seen Emperor Luo, she probably wouldn't have such temperament, as if he was the emperor in his destiny.

She suddenly thought of the fate that Zuo Xiang calculated for herself, and also thought of Ye Futian's questioning of Nan Doutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the fate of the emperor and the queen meant, and also understood the laughter that Zuo Xiang said after she asked Ye Futian whether he had returned from Qingzhou City.

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

They are destined to be together.

Thinking of Hua Jieyu's eyes being red, another crystal tears slid down. It turned out that fate did not disappoint her. Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes became more and more determined. Since her fate was like this, what else could stop them from being together in the world?

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

Xia Fan looked at everything in front of him in shock. His hideous smile had already frozen there. The strange situation in front of him completely overturned his thinking.

What's this?

Why did the spear penetrate Ye Futian's body not only not kill him, but instead made him so gorgeous, transformed into an emperor, bathed in the dazzling emperor's glory? Who will tell him what's going on?

What happened in front of him, not to mention seeing, he had never heard of it. This is simply unreasonable. A practitioner needs to take one step at a time to practice, and it is impossible to have a surge. Even if there are strong people leaving something on Ye Futian, what level of strong people are needed to do it?

Xia Fan didn't know that he looked ferocious and shouted at the two powerful Dharma Realm masters in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him."

The two powerful people in the Dharma Realm 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. The spear condensed with spiritual energy and the terrifying flame palm prints rushed towards Ye Futian's body at the same time.

However, this time, they were unable to hit Ye Futian's body. At this time, the emperor's light surrounding Ye Futian's body seemed to turn into a blurred figure. The emperor's figure was surrounded by the emperor's glory. The spear and palm print were all blocked by the emperor's glory and could not get close to Ye Futian's body.

At this moment, not only did the two of them change their faces, but Xia Fan and the powerful people around him looked extremely ugly, and they felt an ominous premonition.

Many life souls disappeared, leaving only the life souls of the ancient world tree. The ancient world tree swaying in the void was like a sacred tree. A clamor sound came out, and the sacred tree grew vines and swept towards the two powerful Dharma Realm behind Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed.

The two of them changed their expressions, and the spear and flames burst out at the same time, trying to destroy the vines. However, the vine that was rolling towards their bodies seemed indestructible, instantly swept their bodies into the air. A clamor sound came out, and tiny branches and leaves penetrated through their bodies, and bloody rain fell from the void.

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

"You are not Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan only felt a trembling heart. It was so strange. At this moment, Ye Futian was full of emperor's will, but this did not belong to him at all.

"What do you think?" Ye Futian spoke coldly, and then his wings appeared behind him, and his gorgeous wings slapped. He floated up and hugged Hua Jieyu and headed towards Xia Fan.

Inside his body, the emperor-like figure was still dancing, and every movement was imprinted in his mind. At the same time, it activated the momentum 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 him, kill him." Xia Fan stepped back, but ordered the people next to him. The people were trembling and they were afraid to step forward.

"Go up." Xia Fan shouted angrily, his body retreated wildly, turned around and ran towards the battlefield behind him, where there were strong people from the Heavenly Realm, and there might be a glimmer of hope.

"Buzz." I saw the wings behind Ye Futian opened, and the terrifying wings seemed to be cutting the space, making a sharp and sharp sound. In just a moment, Ye Futian descended in front of the powerful people around him. His body did not stop at all, like a flash of lightning, with a continuous sound of puffing, 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 towards [Pencil Novel     www.qbxs.me], shouting loudly: "Save me."

A powerful figure in the Heavenly Realm noticed the situation here. He left the battlefield and came towards Xia Fan, and his body passed by Xia Fan and killed Ye Futian.

The figure that arrived was a junior brother of Xia Feng, a sword cultivator in the Heavenly Realm. The sharp sword bloomed with dazzling light and stabbed Ye Futian. He didn't know why Ye Futian had such a transformation, but he had no time to care about the reason at this moment, only one, kill him.
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