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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 1939

Chapter 1939

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"Eighth-level Demon Emperor."

When Ye Futian arrived, he sensed a monstrous aura of death, as well as an extremely powerful corrosive will. This was a very frightening space. Just standing here would put one in danger of dying at any moment.

Below him was a "sea" of death. It was a sea of death created by the Hell's Lotus. Countless Hell's Lotuses were scattered all over the island, devouring the vitality of this space, causing this area to be occupied by the aura of death. There was no vitality at all.

Next to the demon snake, there was a huge black lotus with nine petals. The ink-colored petals seemed to reflect the dark light of death. They kept opening and closing, and each petal could accommodate a hundred people. This lotus seemed to be a man-eating flower.

The huge demon snake was circling around it, guarding it, and at the same time, absorbing its power.

"Hell's Lotus King, Hell's Demonic Lotus," Emperor Helian murmured. "This item can be used to refine a super terrifying Death Elixir. If an ordinary person takes it, they will die instantly, and their vitality will be corroded. However, for those who cultivate the Great Path of Death, it will be a great supplement. Of course, even if it is not refined into an elixir, this Hell's Lotus itself is also a super powerful plant of death."

Ye Futian nodded slightly. Naturally, he also saw the cultivator who refused to trade with him in the Penglai Deity Lake. At that time, that cultivator had a top-grade Hell's Lotus. However, here, there was a sea of Hell's Lotus.

Moreover, in this sea of Hell's Lotus, there were many top-grade ones near the Hell's Demonic Lotus. They were similar to ritual implements of the seventh level and above.

One could imagine that this Hell's Sea of Flowers was already priceless. For a high-level Renhuang cultivator, it was a huge fortune.

Yan Daoren was the cultivator who refused to trade with Ye Futian. He also noticed Ye Futian and glanced over. A strange look appeared in his eyes. At that time, in order not to offend Jun Qiuyan, he did not give Ye Futian any face. Under those circumstances, refusing to trade was a kind of humiliation to Ye Futian. He was afraid that Ye Futian would bear a grudge.

It seemed that he had to be more careful.

"If you don't get lost, I will start a massacre," the demon snake spoke in a human voice. The demonic snake spoke in a human voice. When he spoke, he exhaled a terrifying turbid air that caused the entire space to turn turbid. It made people feel very uncomfortable. Those with weaker cultivations covered their bodies with the power of the Great Path to resist that aura.

It had already cultivated to the eighth level. When it completely absorbed the power of this island, it would have a chance to break through to the ninth level. At that time, it would have a chance to escape and no longer be trapped on this island.

It had already stayed here for a thousand years and had long since grown tired of it. Back then, that damned bastard had captured it, and now, even in death, he still wouldn't let it go.

It had once thought of escaping, but if it did, it would be captured and beaten up. It was very miserable. Later on, it gave up on this idea. Instead, it wanted to cultivate until it reached the ninth tier before charging out. That bastard was already dead, and there should not be any existences that surpassed the ninth tier on the Eastern Deity Island. As long as it entered the ninth tier, it would have a chance.

However, every ten years, the Eastern Deity Island would open, and a group of people who did not know what was good for them would come to die. These people could be used to feed these Hell's Lotuses and provide them with nourishment for the Great Path.

Now, these people had come to die again.

Ye Futian stared at the Hell's Demonic Lotus. This item was of a higher level than the Hell's Lotus in the hands of the previous person. It should be of great use to Xia Qingyuan's cultivation.

"Pavilion Master, I will go and get it for Miss Xia," Beigong Ao said. He had just broken through to the eighth tier, and it was a good time to test out his strength. Moreover, his opportunity was originally given to him by Ye Futian. Now that he was helping Ye Futian and pleasing the Pavilion Master's wife, it was naturally something he should do.

The demonic snake's gaze swept towards Beigong Ao. Its eyes shot out the light of death. It was extremely terrifying.

Beigong Ao took a step forward and stood in the air above the demonic snake. In an instant, the light of thunder descended from the sky, directly covering the entire island. The light of thunder swam, and bolts of lightning struck down, destroying much of the miasma.

The power of the Great Path of Thunder naturally countered the miasma and the aura of death.

Beigong Ao stretched out his arm and directly slapped down towards the sky. In an instant, a huge and boundless palm of thunder condensed. It contained terrifying destructive power, and in an instant, it charged towards the demonic snake.

The demonic snake let out a low roar and spat out a terrifying aura of death, drowning out the void. However, Beigong Ao's body was surrounded by a light screen of thunder, and the demonic technique could not penetrate his body.

The body of the terrifying pitch-black demonic snake was covered with a layer of ink-colored scales. Its huge tail swept out directly and collided with the palm of thunder, causing a shocking sound to erupt. The destructive thunder wreaked havoc on the huge tail. The scales were torn apart, and traces of blood appeared.

Beigong Ao took a step forward, and the endless thunder above the sky directly penetrated down and merged into his body. At this moment, his body seemed to have an extremely strong gravitational force, devouring the thunder. Above his head, a huge illusion of the Thunder God appeared.

Boom! Rays of Thunder Punishment Light appeared and wandered around Beigong Ao's body. He was like a thunder god of war.

When Ye Futian saw this scene, he knew that Beigong Ao had a deep understanding of the Will of the Great Path after breaking through to the next Plane. He could already use the Art of Thousand Punishment. Although he had not truly achieved the power of the Art of Thousand Punishment, he could already exert some of its power.

A sharp sizzling sound was heard, and the wandering power of the Thunder Punishment Light swept down, tearing apart everything. Beigong Ao's body disappeared from where he was, turning into a bolt of lightning. In the next moment, the crowd saw Beigong Ao appear directly in front of the demonic snake, raising his hand to attack.

In an instant, the demonic snake was directly enveloped by the Light of Thunder Punishment Light. The crowd saw bolts of lightning striking the huge body, tearing apart the scales and causing blood to spurt out. The demonic beast let out a painful roar, and its huge body swayed wildly. In an instant, the space shook violently, and the aura of death swept out in a frenzy.

"Attack!" The others attacked at the same time, releasing their might towards the demonic snake. However, their eyes were still fixed on the Hell's Demonic Lotus that was protected by the demonic snake. That was their goal.

The demonic snake was forced back by the attack of the Great Path. In an instant, the figures were extremely fast, rushing straight towards the Hell's Demonic Lotus. Their speed was as fast as lightning.

Ye Futian was still standing in the void. Seeing so many cultivators rushing down at the same time, he frowned slightly and glanced at the demonic snake. He saw that the demonic snake's eyes were filled with a cold light, as if it was mocking these greedy humans.

"Be careful." Ye Futian reminded Beigong Ao telepathically. Beigong Ao's movements paused for a moment, and in the next moment, the others had already rushed over. All of them raised their hands and grabbed towards the huge demonic lotus.

At the moment when they were fighting to grab the Hell's Demonic Lotus, the "sea of flowers" in this area moved at the same time. It was like the Nine Levels of Hell. All the Hell's Flowers bloomed crazily, drowning this space. Even in the void, there were Hell's Flowers blooming.

In the surrounding area of this sea of flowers, incomparably huge petals grew out and shrouded the void. Nine petals opened at the same time and then closed, enveloping everyone inside.

"The Way of Illusion."

Ye Futian looked at the demonic snake below. No wonder he felt that something was wrong earlier. It turned out to be an illusion. This Demon Emperor was actually so cunning, and he was proficient in illusions. He used illusions to deceive everyone's eyes. Right now, what was enveloping this space was the real Hell's Demonic Lotus.

Those cultivators who rushed to grab the Hell's Demonic Lotus were bitten by the illusory demonic lotus. Then, the power of the Great Path in their bodies was crazily swallowed. The aura of death directly rushed into their bodies. Many people's bodies instantly turned black, and their vitality was severed.

"This is the real Hell's Flower. Enjoy the feast of death," the demonic snake said as it swept its gaze across the crowd. Its eyes were filled with murderous intent, causing the expressions of many to change. This evil creature had deliberately shown weakness before. It was extremely cunning.

Whoosh … In the sea of flowers, the Hell's Demonic Lotus bloomed and swallowed the crowd. This space had already been submerged by the aura of the Great Path of Death. Endless aura of death flowed wildly, attacking the crowd. Screams could be heard. One after another, people were hit and then swallowed by the Hell's Demonic Lotus.

Beigong Ao returned to Ye Futian's side. The Thunder Light Screen protected Ye Futian and the others inside. He stared at the demonic snake below and said, "This evil creature is cunning."

Seeing the people around him being killed, Ye Futian also realized that this Demon Emperor was actually very strong. Previously, he had deliberately shown weakness to Beigong Ao.

"Are you borrowing the power of the Hell's Demonic Lotus?" Ye Futian looked at the demonic snake and asked.

The demonic snake glanced at him. There was some contempt in its eyes. A junior actually dared to look at it like this.

"Follow me and be my mount. I can spare your life," Ye Futian said to the demonic snake.

When the demonic snake heard Ye Futian's words, it was stunned. Its huge eyes stared at him. It felt a little strange.

Follow him?

A junior Renhuang actually wanted it to follow him?

Which clan's junior was this? He was so arrogant. The demonic snake's eyes were a little mocking. It seemed to be extremely disdainful of Ye Futian's words.

Its tail swept out. Instantly, countless Hell's Lotuses swallowed Ye Futian. At the same time, it spoke in a human voice, "You are the most arrogant person I have ever seen."

It was an Eighth Tier Demon Emperor. A junior wanted it to follow him?

"It is your honor." The Black Wind Condor glanced at the demonic snake.

Ye Futian did not say anything. Seeing the Hell's Lotus coming towards him, he took a step forward. Not only did he not resist, but he also walked towards the Hell's Lotus. Beigong Ao also did not stop him!

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