The Legend of Futian Chapter 349: Extreme explosion

In a world where thunder is shining, the war continues to erupt. Even though they are the proud men of the top forces, they are still under terrible pressure, not just from the battle.

Ye Futian's figure gradually faded away, and Qin Li and the two great powers of the Qin Dynasty chased and killed together.

The mountain road is rugged, and Ye Futian didn't look back and went all the way.

The front is like going out of the world of thunder, turning into a world of frost, with an ice storm raging, and Ye Futian shuddered before people arrived.

The snow falling on the Tianshan Mountains condensed into frost and turned into a part of the ice world. Ye Futian stepped into it, feeling cold, really cold, as if he was in an ice-snow Tianshan mountain, and his coldness continued to penetrate into his bones.

Not only is it cold, but the evil thoughts are also stronger, melting into the icy coldness.

The eyes of the three Qin Li kept changing, flashing all kinds of negative emotions, and killing them was terrible. They stared at Ye Futian's back with bloodthirsty thoughts.

Ahead, you can faintly see the shadows of the Buddha of Qianqiu Temple and the Taoist Ancient Autumn of Taoism Sect. As they walk farther and farther, they have no distractions, only one purpose, to climb the Tianshan Mountain. As for their fellows, they have all fallen. Inability to keep up.

At this time, Ye Futian suddenly changed his way and walked to the side.

Qin Li's body was covered with dragon armor, he stepped forward on the ice and snow, and continued to chase away.

Four figures, stepping in the snow and ice, climbing on a huge boulder, they came to a flat ground with a cliff in the distance, as if there was no way to go.

Ye Futian's footsteps finally stopped, the breeze was blowing, his white clothes were stained with snow, and his back in the wind and snow was slightly bleak.

"Where else can you escape?" Qin Li's eyes were filled with terrible red light. Before, Ye Futian's long stick slammed him down to his knees. It was a shame and shame. His intention to kill Ye Futian at this moment is beyond all, negative. His emotions were completely ignited, only wanting Ye Futian to die.

"No one will bother you now."

Ye Futian said with his back to Qin Likou, Qin Li's eyes flashed, what did Ye Futian say?

No one will disturb?

Not many people can walk here, not to mention the fighting broke out below, it is indeed difficult for anyone to come here.

"How about this place as your burial place?" Ye Futian slowly turned around, staring at Qin Li. At this moment, there seemed to be a ray of supreme majesty in his eyes.

In Ye Futian's body, blood is roaring and rolling, as if there is a golden flame burning in the blood, and on his body, strands of incomparably bright luster fill out.

"Boom!"

The prince’s will is soaring, faintly stealing the golden light. Ye Futian's whole person seems to be metamorphosing at this moment. His blood, bones, and luck are all climbing up wildly. The aura around the world is based on him. As the center, a storm formed.

Flying snow covered the sky, and the snowflakes seemed to be stained with sacred light.

There was a faint golden light shining in his eyes. Qin Li looked at Ye Futian's eyes. At this moment, he had an illusion, as if standing in front of Ye Futian he wanted to be inferior and worshipped.

"What happened?" Qin Li's face was particularly ugly, and Ye Futian's breath rose wildly, especially the will that made him have the idea of ​​kneeling and surrendering, which is simply unreasonable.

Who is he? The grandson of the Qin Dynasty, the son of the prince, a person who can inherit the Datong in the future, he was born noble and has an extraordinary fate.

How many people in this Eastern Desolate Realm can make him kneel and worship? How can a character who has been in the Eastern Desolation for only two years give him this feeling.

Not only Qin Li, but the two people beside him are both royal figures and descendants of the great figures of the Qin Dynasty. Their cultivation base is even higher than Ye Futian's realm, almost a big realm. The realm gap is irreparable. It is impossible to do it by any means, but why do they have the illusion of worship at this moment?

Ye Futian looked at the three people in front of him, the imperial intent in his body was still burning, and his body seemed to boil under this force.

His body has become extremely stalwart, like an emperor descending into the world.

Since the birth of Emperor Yi in Donghai City, this is the first time he has released the Emperor Yi so thoroughly. He has used the emperor to control the relics many times before, and occasionally used it in battle, but except for the awakened At that time, there has never been such a complete release like this moment.

He also understands that the difference in realm is insurmountable. Qin Li is not in his consideration, but the two people beside Qin Li are real figures in the realm of the heavens, with the nine levels of heaven and the ninth stage of the law. There is almost a big gap between him and the heaven. In the realm of cultivation, this cannot be crossed. Therefore, Qin Li and the three of them are extremely confident. As long as he catches up, he will die.

Because of this, Ye Futian broke out at this moment, and the imperial intent in his body was burning. He looked at Qin Li with only killing thoughts.

"Who on earth are you?"

Qin Li calmed down the shock in his heart and stared at Ye Futian. Although he didn't know what power Ye Futian released, but only with the change of Ye Futian at this moment, he was destined to be more than just a Caotang disciple. , However, Qin Li had been to Nandouguo. Why did Ye Futian walk out of Nandouguo, a small country in the land of a hundred countries, with such a temperament? Just like a high emperor.

"The one who wants your life."

Ye Futian holds a five-element stick in his hand, as if he is covered with a layer of emperor armor, which is more dazzling than the dragon armor worn by Qin Li.

The soul of the piano was beating, and behind Ye Futian, there was a soul of the piano. The soul of the piano was played by no one, but the sound of the piano was played by itself. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was beating on the soul of the piano, and a ray of spiritual will surrounded the piano. Above the soul, Ye Futian's spiritual will is in control.

At the same time, the five-element stick in his hand soared, and the meaning of the emperor poured into it. The five-element stick seemed to burn, the five-color stick turned into a dazzling emperor's color, the arm danced, and the wind and cloud changed color.

At this moment, Ye Futian had the battle of the East Sea City in his mind. The wonderful feeling reappeared. The Emperor Art was urged to the extreme, and every move was like the way of the emperor, but there was another will in the East Sea. The guide controls him, and now he is fighting.

The five-element stick fell from the sky, opening up the sky and the earth, Qin Li's gaze solidified, that power, even with the help of the princely magic weapon, was still impossible to contend.

The aura of the two people next to Qin Li was spurred to the extreme. The wind and clouds roared and the dragons screamed. The golden dragon sword appeared in one of them, and the ice scepter appeared in the other. They were all royal artifacts. Their status is extraordinary, but they are descendants of the royal family.

Two real dragons rushed out, towards the five-element stick, covered with ice.

"Boom..." There was a violent sound, the earth seemed to burst, the dragon's shadow shattered, and the flying snowflakes slammed into Qin Li's face frantically. His body quickly moved back, knowing that Ye Futian deliberately lured them to come here to kill him, and he could no longer participate in this battlefield.

"Boom." Ye Futian stepped out fiercely, swept away with a long stick, and walked from the two powers of the heavenly realm. He lured Qin Li all the way to chase and kill Qin Li. How could he let him? Qin Li left alive?

The beating Qin Soul kept digging into the eardrums of the two of them, and the long stick in Ye Futian's hand turned into a wooden attribute, and it continued to stretch and bend, wrapping Qin Li's escaped body.

"Come back." The long stick retracted.

"Help me." Qin Li roared, and his voice echoed on the Tianshan Mountains, and it continued to spread to the distance, feeling Ye Futian's intention to kill, and he really felt the threat of death.

"Let go." A loud roar came, and a figure was assassinated with a long sword behind him. His body was like a dragon. At this moment, Ye Futian only felt a golden dragon spit a sharp sword at him, with amazing power.

He slammed Qin Li behind him, not allowing him to escape. At the same time, the five-element club retracted, and another club blasted out, like clouds and flowing water, blasting on the golden dragon's body, smashing it to pieces.

The sound of the piano came out in the wind and snow, sharp and harsh, messing up the world, blooming with the imperial intent, and wanting the common people to surrender.

Ye Futian continued to move forward, waving the five-element stick in his hand again, and the wind and clouds roared between the sky and the earth, and the snowflakes flew along with the five-element stick, turning into a vortex of terror, gathering the sky and the earth.

Ye Futian often practices boxing on weekdays. When practicing boxing, he uses the imperial tactics to urge, and his every move hides the imperial rhyme~IndoMTL.com~ but now, he uses the imperial tactics to integrate that rhythm into Tian Xing nine hits.

When the stick comes out, the world seems to be roaring, and the powerhouse of the Qin dynasty in front of him feels that power is full of horror. This mood, coupled with the influence of the piano sound, Ye Futian It feels like an invincible emperor. Under the pressure of that will, it is desperate.

The powerful magical dragon of the Qin Dynasty rushed out, and the sharp sword urged him to send it. He roared, trying to block the stick.

The long stick covered the sky and covered the sun, swept down and collapsed the sky.

"Bang..."

A loud sound came out, and everything was shattered. The five-element stick broke through all the defenses and blasted on the body of the strong man in the heavenly realm. Without any suspense, his body lay down directly, his body deformed , The body lying on the snow trembled slightly, and the blood continued to overflow, staining the white snow on the ground.

He opened his eyes, his breath was gone, as if he couldn't catch his eyes.

He is a descendant of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty and a genius in the realm of heaven. He is not far from the prince. Once he enters the prince, he will be the mainstay of the Qin dynasty, and he will be a powerful man in the future.

Now, Tianshan is dead.

Seeing this scene of another strong man and Qin Li's face showed fear, especially Qin Li, his mental power was absolutely suppressed under the sound of the piano, and there was endless panic in his eyes.

Before he thought that Ye Futian would die in his hands on the Tianshan Mountains, and it would be easy to kill Ye Futian.

But now, Ye Futian is like an emperor, he is like an ant, he doesn't even have the ability to resist.

This kind of despair, who can understand.

Seeing Ye Futian's eyes, Qin Li no longer had arrogance at this moment, only feeling extremely humble!

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