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

He held the water race's emperor weapon in his hand. It was an azure long whip, flowing with brilliant light and overflowing with Majestic Emperor Might.

However, the smile on Mi Jia's face began to gradually disappear.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Mi Jia turned her head around and looked in the direction of the nihility sky. It was as if she wanted to see Saint Lord Lu, who was easy to talk to in the nihility sky.

He had never thought that this Lu Ping an... actually dared to trick him.

Raising his hand, space power Upanishad surged, tearing through space and burrowing into the outer space battlefield.

Holding the water race emperor weapon, the emperor seal between Mi Jia's brows sparkled. In the next moment, she activated the water race emperor weapon in her hand.

Chapter 510. If You Want Dao Yun, you should have said so earlier