Li Hongtian

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.
Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe. 


Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Sweat dripped down from his forehead.

The Great Grandmaster of the Little Thunderclap Buddhist world was filled with fear.

As a monk, he should not have said such dirty words. However, at this moment, he could not help it!

He, Ping Yang Tian, had already apologized, so why was he still targeting him?

This inescapable cold death aura that surged from the depths of his heart was released from the Void Heaven. Without a doubt, only the mysterious Saint Lord Lu could do this.

The Great Grandmaster asked in fear.

This was true fear. It was as if the entire little thunderclap Buddhist world would be wiped away in the next moment.

That terrifying aura of destruction made his skin crawl.

Chapter 449 bet all of his dao reserves