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

In the primordial starry sky beyond the Nine Heavens.

Not even a god's corpse was left..

The chessboard domain gradually retracted, and the spiritual pressure beam also gradually dissipated. Most of the gods and demons in the fire elemental world had fled, and the rest had become captives of the five Phoenix experts and the human ancestral land experts.

Perhaps it was because gods and demons could become the Fate Tower's reserve resources, causing many cultivators to become somewhat crazy.

Seeing the gods and demons was like seeing a treasure. They didn't even let go of the gods and demons'corpses and carried them back to the five phoenixes.

Faced with this strange scene, the Old Man Xuan Cang couldn't help but be a little speechless.

This was great, even cleaning the battlefield was saved.

Lu fan put away the spiritual pressure chessboard and slowly exhaled, feeling satisfied.

Chapter 641, SOB, SOB, sob