In the Battle of Donghai City, a mysterious emperor will appeared in his body. The emperor will helped him kill the existence of the heavenly throne, but that was not his power.

But the emperor's will taught him the Emperor's Skills. Since then, he has been able to use the Emperor's Skills to activate the Emperor's Skills in his body.

Ye Futian knew that the Emperor's Art can raise all his attacks to a higher level, but he had never fully exploded this power, urging the Emperor's Art to its limit.

However, today, facing the encirclement and suppression of many princes and princes, he knew that even if he used the will of the emperor in his body, he could not defeat the other party. Because the power in his body completely exploded, the Emperor's Art was activated to the extreme without any reservation.

The familiarity of the battle in Donghai City came, but the last time, there was a mysterious will that guided him to control him, but now it is a completely own power, of course, far less powerful than Donghai City.

If the other party is really a king and prince, he thinks he will die without a doubt. Not to mention king and prince, he will die even in the heavenly realm. The power of will can greatly enhance the combat power of the practitioner, but it is impossible to ignore the gap in the realm.

But in the ancient ruins of Loulan, the other party is not a real king, but a will. In this ancient world, no matter how powerful the will is, its strength level can still be limited to the Dharma Realm, not to mention that the other party's body is shaped by will, so as long as it can overwhelm the other party at the will level, it can restrain the opponent.

That's why Ye Futian was so confident. Although he did not understand the will of the king, he urged the will of the emperor with all his strength and then integrated into the will of the guqin to launch an attack. He believed that the will of attack was so strong that he could surpass the opponent.

The imperial seal exploded in his body, and Ye Futian's body seemed to have undergone some transformation. Ye Wuchen behind him looked at the changes in his body in shock. He realized that perhaps this was the real him, and he had no concealment, as if he was born to be an emperor.

The prince in front of him was also stunned, his eyes staring at Ye Futian's figure. What level of willpower is this?

At this moment, the handsome figure in front of them was too gorgeous, as if even if they were kings and princes, they still needed to worship him. He should be high above and be worshipped by people in the world.

Such temperament and will are by no means born after birth, but born with it.

"It seems that you are not a person from Loulan." The emperor stared at Ye Futian and sighed, "There will not be such a person in Loulan Kingdom."

"Senior, are you planning to stop here?" Ye Futian stared at the other party and said.

The emperor looked at him, then looked into the distance, with a hint of fatigue.

He has existed in ancient ruins in the form of will for many years and became his opponent's chess piece to test the younger generations of Gu Loulan. Of course, he was unwilling to give up, so as long as he dared to step into the place, he would kill anyone who dared to step into it. Since he wanted to make him a chess piece, he would kill all the descendants of Loulan.

But he was already tired, just a perseverance.

"No." He looked back and looked at Ye Futian and said, "If you lose, die; if you win, you will get everything you want."

"Okay." Ye Futian lowered his head and said nothing. The sound of the piano continued to rise. In an instant, a violent force of will swept out with the sound of the piano. Wherever he passed, all the figures of the armored soldiers were shattered.

The emperor waved his hand, and the figures of princes and princes rushed forward, with the terrifying will of princes and princes, and at the same time pressed towards Ye Futian.

I saw Ye Futian playing the piano very calm, with a bit of tragic sound in the piano sound, just like the tragic master who was in the Nandou family at the time. However, now this tragic feeling is not dedicated to himself, but to the other party.

A king who exists in the form of will will will be restrained by him, and it is even less threatened than the genius from the deserted city. After all, the other party is also the peak of the Dharma image, and has the will of the king and prince, rather than being born from pure will.

As Ye Futian predicted, the piano sound seemed to be marked with the mark of an emperor, penetrating the will of the kings and princes, leaving a mark of destruction on their will.

The princes who were moving forward looked down at their bodies, their eyes a little dull.

"Bang, bang..." Their bodies had holes, without blood, but they could feel death approaching. Of course, in fact, they had already died once, but this time, they were likely to disappear completely.

The emperor looked at this scene quietly, with an extremely calm expression. Was this tragic sound of the piano played for them?

As he walked forward, he walked to the front of the kings and princes. A whistling sword appeared around his body, just like the real one. When he stepped on, thousands of swords followed him. At this moment, he seemed to be the king and princes in the sword.

These countless sharp swords were striking towards Ye Futian at the same time, opening one word to kill all the existences that were blocking their way.

Ye Futian still played the piano quietly, and the sound of the piano was like the sound of the cranes in the sky. The riotous piano music storm swept out. Wherever he passed, all the sword shadows were annihilated and turned into dust.

At the same time, there were piano sounds that ignored everything and hit the emperor directly. The most terrifying thing about the attack of the piano was that it was difficult to defend.

A series of extremely dazzling imperial seals seemed to burn on the other party's body, as if they had golden flames, extremely gorgeous.

"Is the will to restrain him?" he murmured, not expecting that in the ancient ruins, he would be restrained by the will of others. This is really a strange story. A person at the first-level Dharma Realm restrained his will.

As a will-body, he is just restrained from his will. How can he fight? He is not as good as a more powerful Dharma Realm powerhouse.

The tragic sound of the piano was still there, the storm blew, drowning everything, and the princes and princes were burning with the will of the emperor. Then, their bodies gradually became illusory, and eventually turned into dust and disappeared without shadow, as if they had never existed.

Ye Futian did not continue to attack, and the sound of Qin became calm. He looked up and his clean eyes looked at the figure in the void.

"His talent is really as strong as you said?" The emperor asked, his tone calm, not at all like an opponent fighting for life and death.

"With the fourth-level Dharma Realm, he is recognized by the kings and princes, and his future will never stop with the kings and princes." Ye Futian said.

"You are confident." The emperor spoke. He was a very powerful prince, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to be above prince.

"Does that senior believe me?" Ye Futian asked again.

The figure in the void was silent. Looking at Ye Futian, he understood what Ye Futian meant.

Looking at Ye Wuchen, he said, "Don't resist."

Ye Wuchen looked at the figure in the void and nodded.

Then, the figure gradually became illusory, like an infinite illusory sword shadow, shot directly at Ye Wuchen and drilled into his eyebrows.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen closed his eyes, and an extremely terrifying sword intent flowed on his body, becoming stronger and stronger.

Ye Futian smiled when he saw this scene. The emperor's will disappeared. He felt extremely weak all over and could not raise any strength. He completely activated the Emperor's Skills. All his power was taken away and he had been holding back his support just now.

The figure in the void gradually became illusory, and the figure of the emperor could disappear at any time.

"What is that?" At this moment, Ye Futian's eyes flashed. When the emperor's body became illusory, a light appeared in his body, and a faint chill spread out from it.

"I said, defeat me and you will get what you want." The emperor looked at Ye Futian and said, and the phantom gradually disappeared into the air, all heading towards Ye Wuchen. A voice came from the void: "The death in Loulan was not a crime of war."

After the words came to his mind, his body completely disappeared.

However, in the void, half of the treasure book floated in the sky, and the treasure book was filled with a horrifying chill.

Ye Futian understood the true meaning of the other party's words at this time. It turned out that the treasure book was in that emperor's body. Only by killing him could he obtain half of the treasure book.

"What a strong will." Ye Futian felt the chill and shivered. The great and free visualization of the mind was moving. At this moment, Ye Futian only felt a stronger will spread out from the treasure book. He had the emperor's will vaguely feel that the will contained in this half of the treasure book might be above the will of the king and princes, and was left by the strong man above the king and princes realm.

The chill spread little by little, and frost seemed to appear between the world. Soon, Ye Futian's long hair and eyebrows were covered with white frost.

He saw a magnificent picture on the treasure book, which was a vast and endless snow-capped mountain. The snow-capped mountain was filled with snowflakes, falling all over the sky. Just one look, it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

Above the snow-capped mountains, a cold moon hung, which seemed to be colder than the snow-capped mountains.

The whole picture gives people the feeling of loneliness and coldness.

It seemed that snowflakes fell around Ye Futian's body. The snowflakes merged into his body, and the endless water aura of water surged towards his body and continued to enter his body.

In the Life Palace, the ancient trees in the world made a clamor, and the ancient tree seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. On the ancient tree, gradually, a cold moon gradually took shape and hung in the sky.

And on the other side of the moon, the soul of the sun is hanging high.

The sun and the moon shine together, the sun is yang and the moon is yin.

One fire, one water, one yin and one yang, come into being.

Outside, Ye Wuchen accepted the inheritance of his will. When his eyes opened, his body was covered with frost. Looking around, the army in front of him was completely frozen, turning into ice sculptures, and the whole world seemed to be about to turn into an ice world.

Even the Saint of Loulan, who is now in a very distant place, felt the chill spread to them.

Loulan Xue stretched out her hand, and snowflakes fell down, and her heart trembled wildly.
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