Chapter 4232: The Furnace of Ten Squares of Heaven and Earth

The sky is roaring, and the sun is shining.

Long Fei's eyes were fixed, but he was not moved in the slightest.

Hong Qitian is here.

On the side, Hong Qiuye inadvertently exerted a little more force on Long Fei's hands, as if he was afraid.

Long Fei's arm was also slightly exerted, but he didn't say much.

at this time.

Silence is better than sound.

"Long Fei, you are so courageous. You stole my luck from the Holy Court, and you dare to disobey this Emperor, and even wantonly killed in the Holy Court."

"Are you thinking that there is no one in my holy court?"

The figure of Hong Qitian appeared, filled with the spirit of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, in a fit of rage, the mountains and rivers roared, and the sky and the earth turned pale.

Long Fei didn't take it seriously.

Although this kind of aura is powerful, it is more because this is the Holy Court.

In the holy court, the power of luck is concentrated.

Hong Qitian is the lord of the holy court. He inherits the power of the country and the blessing of luck, so he appears extremely tyrannical.

But in fact, the real cultivation base is only the peak of Yangshen.

Although this kind of cultivation is not bad.

But in front of Long Fei, it was still not enough to look at.

There are more than a dozen Yangshen who died in Long Fei's hands.

So, hearing Hong Qitian's question now, Long Fei smiled instead.

Looking up, he looked at Hong Qitian:

"Do you think there are still people in your Holy Court?"

"Hong Qitian, if I don't go to the Holy Court to find you, do you really think it's out of fear?"

"To be honest, I really don't pay attention to the people in your entire holy court."

Long Fei said disdainfully.

Strength is the foundation of everything.

In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are like paper tigers, which can be broken with a snap of the fingers.

In an instant, Hong Qitian's face was extremely gloomy.

Looking at Long Fei, his killing intent was revealed.

"Long Fei, you are too arrogant!"

Hong Qitian said coldly, the dragon of luck on his body roared and surrounded Hong Qitian.

"Sorry, I was born with this temper."

"If it makes you unhappy, then I am very relieved."

"Because you are unhappy, I can be happier."

As Long Fei said, he pulled Hong Qiuye by his side.

Face Hong Qitian directly.

At this moment, Hong Qitian's pupils shrank.

"Autumn leaves, come here!"

Hong Qitian's voice sank.

But Hong Qiuye was not moved at all.

Seeing this, Hong Qitian's face was extremely gloomy, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Father, stop." Hong Qiuye said with some hesitation in his eyes.

She looked at Hong Qitian.

"Hahaha, well, even you betrayed me."

"Since this is the case, don't blame the emperor for being cruel."

"Originally, I just wanted to deprive you of the root of luck."

"But now we can only smelt you all."

"Only in this way can this emperor obtain complete luck."

As Hong Qitian said, madness burst out in his eyes.

Immediately, the heavens roared.

Like an earthquake, surging power erupted from all directions.

"Heaven and earth are born in one yuan, and yin and yang in two instruments are fixed."

"Three talents are destined to fall, and four elephants are in the camp of heaven and earth."

"Six-in-one seven stars and eight trigrams shake, and everything in the nine palaces and ten directions merges!"

"Long Fei, you are still going to die after all. If you fall into this emperor's heaven and earth melting furnace, even if your physical body surpasses the shattering void, you will surely die if you surpass the Yang God."

Hong Qitian said coldly, with great satisfaction in his eyes.

"No, this is the melting pot of heaven and earth left by Yi Zu."

"Father, you are so ruthless. For the sake of your country, your country, and your empire, you actually want to melt the world?" Hong Qiuye's eyes were extremely shocked.

If it is said that what Hong Qitian wants is to deprive her of the root of luck in her body.

She will rebel, but not resent.

Not even anger!

But now, Hong Qitian is too crazy.

For himself, he actually wanted to refine Long Fei and her.

"Ruthless? Haha, if you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firmly. The Yang God Realm is about to be destroyed. Only by integrating the luck of the Yang God Realm can this emperor have the chance to escape."

"otherwise,

At that time, I will be raised and buried in the Yang God Realm just like you group of ants. "

"This emperor finally got his current cultivation, how could he give up?"

"My dear daughter, you really have the ability. Originally, you didn't have to die, but now, you have hooked up with Long Fei, so let's die together."

Hong Qitian said harshly.

There is no warmth in the eyes.

It was like facing passers-by, ants and livestock, without any emotional fluctuations.

Hong Qiuye's eyes were dim, and he looked at Hong Qitian with a strange face.

keep shaking his head,

It seemed that he couldn't believe that the person in front of him who wanted to kill him turned out to be his father.

Very strange.

Cruel and horrible.

She hesitated to speak, and wanted to say something more.

But was stopped by Long Fei:

"It's useless to talk too much, your father is already crazy."

"Ambition has made him lose himself." Long Fei said.

Hung Yi came to mind again.

It became more and more certain that Hong Yi wanted to use his own hands to clean up this Yangshen world.

Otherwise, there is no need to save such a world.

With this in mind, the power in Long Fei's hands quietly gathered.

Hong Qiuye looked embarrassed, but she was speechless when faced with Long Fei's words.

What Hong Qitian did had completely disappointed her.

What kind of blood relationship, in Hong Qitian's eyes, is just a tool that can be used.

As long as it can keep him alive.

Let his strength go further, everything can be let go, and everything can become a victim on the road of his own practice.

The more he thought about it, the more sad the expression in Hong Qiuye's eyes became.

But at this moment, the world suddenly changed.

The entire holy court seems to have become a huge furnace.

A palpitating deadly breath erupted from it.

With a movement in Long Fei's eyes, the God of War Knife was ready to strike.

But at this moment, Hong Qiuye stopped him.

"Can Long Fei?"

Hong Qiuye spoke.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Long Fei.

"Don't worry, I'll give him a chance."

"If he can grasp it, he is still the Lord of the Holy Court, the Holy Emperor." Long Fei said.

Of course, the possibility of this is almost slim.

Even Hong Qiuye stopped talking.

Long Fei's ability to make concessions is already a limit.

She couldn't have asked for more.

If it is true that his father does not repent at that time, even if he dies, he will be to blame.

Thinking of this, he let go of Long Fei, and stood aside alone.

Long Fei sighed in his heart and didn't say much.

With the backhand, the whole person flew directly into the void.

Rumble.

And at this moment, the monstrous smelting power exploded.

A force that melted even the heavens and the earth swept over directly.

In an instant, Long Fei only felt as if he was in a volcano, and every cell in his body began to split infinitely under the brilliance of this power.

pain!

Indescribable pain.

Long Fei frowned, desperately mobilizing his physical strength to resist.

"Hahaha, just give up. Long Fei, this emperor already knew that your physical power is strong, but this power, as long as you don't go to the other side, even a god will have to be tortured to death." Hong Qitian laughed loudly , like madness.