Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Everything on the island is very new to Mo Liuqi.

This is an island full of contradictions. Let’s talk about its vitality. There are only ten weird chrysanthemums on the island.

Speaking of lack of vitality, the air on the island is clean and fresh, which is more pure than those of the deep forest.

Mo Liuqi walked slowly along the shore of the lake, and the gentle lake wind blew, blowing his shirt, which made his spirit shocked.

"Beluo... Lake Heart Island."

Mo Liuqi slowly removed Zhuchai from his head, and the cheap beads on Zhuchai swayed.

Rubbing the name on it, Mo Liuqi tightened the beads.

"Azhu, wait for me, I will come to see you alive."

Mo Liuqi said silently in his heart.

far away.

Jing Yue was carrying Huanglimu Jianxia, ​​looking at Mo Liuqi lazily.

Mo Liuqi is an assassin of the Mo family, and the second assassin in the world. He is extremely powerful. Even Jing Yue may not be an opponent.

but……

Is Jing Yue worried?

He was not worried at all, because behind him was a young man at the level of a hundred giants!

Mo Liuqi knows good or bad, if he doesn't know any good...

Jing Yue remembered the bad temper of the son, he couldn't help but want to play a good whistle.

Mo Liuqi ignored Jing Yue, and he looked away.

There was a figure wrapped in a black robe, sitting about a mile or so away from the lake, sitting cross-legged, with a slaughtered pig knife on his knee.

In the next two miles, a woman in a white dress also sat cross-legged, as if communicating with the world.

Squinting, Mo Liuqi vaguely felt that there was a snake-like energy between the world and the two who were drawn by the two, poured into the body, and came down to Qidan!

Mo Liuqi remembered Lu Fan's request to him and reached three stages of Qidan within a day, otherwise... he took his head to see Azhu.

Thinking of this, Mo Liuqi was inexplicably nervous.

He didn't want Azhu to see his bloody head, so... In order to survive, he had to reach three stages of Qidan Realm.

"Qi Dan Realm...What is the realm?"

Mo Liuqi had a headache.

He turned his head and looked at Jingyue hanging behind him, and Jingyue grinned toward him with a sunny smile.

Mo Liuqi turned his head blankly...

This is so stupid...the body's breath is not as strong as he came, nor is there any speciality, let's ask the pig-killer.

After that, Mo Liuqi's toes lightly flew towards Nie Changqing.

...

Wolongling.

Outside the fairy palace.

The shouting shook the sky.

Dantai Xuan's scarlet cloak rolled in the wind. He waved the commanding banner in his hand, and the dense army suddenly rushed out towards the fairy palace.

Mo Mo stands behind Dantai Xuan, with complex emotions.

Dare to order to join forces with the county princes, order a thousand troops, charge the Immortal Palace, Dantai Xuan's courage is still there.

But Mo Mo, there is always a bad hunch.

He flicked his feather fan, fluttered his scarf, and stared at the fairy palace.

Mo Ju admits that Dan Taixuan is right, as strong as Xiang Shaoyun, and facing the army of tens of thousands of people, he only has to drink hate.

but……

Immortal, is it really human-powered?

If the number is useful, that fairy...or a fairy?

boom!

When the first pawn was blushing red, madly rushed into the five miles of the fairy palace under the stimulus of 100,000 silver, the terrible pressure pressed his body, making him kneel on the ground, and the ground was cracked. Too.

Later the soldiers also rushed in.

Densely packed, like assembled ants.

However, everyone was oppressed by the pressure from the fairy palace.

Someone stepped on the body of the previous soldier and continued to rush in.

These later pawns,

Dantai Xuan was holding a command flag and his eyes were as if torch.

When I saw a pawn, waving a long sword, and bravely broke through the five-mile barrier, and continued to go inside.

He couldn't help expressing joy on his face.

"Sure enough... nothing can't be solved by the 10,000 army, if there is... then 20,000, 30,000!"

"I don't believe it anymore. I can't fill my qualification to enter the fairy palace with my life!"

Dantai Xuan glanced like a torch, he held high the banner.

Behind Dantai Xuan.

A team formed entirely of first-rate martial arts burst out.

Mo Ju's gaze narrowed, and Dantai Xuanlai took it seriously, and even sent out a squad of martial arts who spent a lot of money to cultivate.

This squad may not be as good as the Grand Warrior in personal combat power, but in the battlefield, each is a murder weapon for crushing the Grand Master!

The team has a total of twenty people, and Dan Taixuan carefully selected top-notch warriors.

Twenty people in fine armor rushed through the mountains.

Soon, they rushed into the first five miles of the fairy palace.

They were shocked.

Sure enough, the terrifying coercion within the five miles of the Xian Palace, as the number of people increased, weakened!

This coercion is like a limited flow of water. If there are more people, there will naturally be less.

"Chong! Break the Immortal Gate!"

The martial arts squad leader, snarled, rushed forward under pressure.

Four miles, three miles, two miles...

They saw the tall and mysterious, imperial gates of the Digong shrouded by the colorful glow!

They untied the sticks behind them, and the sticks of twenty people were tied together and turned into thick long pillars.

"Rush!"

The leader shouted.

Ten people protect, ten people hold the pillar, rush into the range of the fairy palace, the goal is directed at the closed fairy door!

Five miles away.

Dantai Xuan Dahong robe fluttering, he threw the banner to Mo Ju.

With a bang, he drew his long sword from the waist.

"Fair...but so!"

Dantai Xuan laughed in a low voice.

Afterwards, he jumped down and rushed towards the gate of the immortal under the guard of the guard general.

The guards around the county also eagerly tried.

suddenly.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly.

They found... it was dark.

Raising his head, he found that the original sunny sky did not know when the dark clouds swept over, carrying the terrible power that the black clouds crushed the city to destroy!

Breathless.

In the first five miles of the Immortal Palace, the movements of tens of thousands of troops suddenly stopped, and the ecstasy on their faces disappeared.

Dantaixuan's martial arts squad also spread suddenly from the soles of his feet to his body...

Around the fairy palace, there is a light blue air current galloping continuously.

next moment……

It turned into a ripple and spread suddenly.

The martial arts squads were all shocked, and their movement to slam open the immortal gate froze.

Poof!

Twenty people cough up blood.

He was crushed to the ground.

Their eyes almost popped out of their eyes, but they saw the top of the fairy palace.

The light blue airflow began to converge and turned into a palm for chess, holding a glass chess piece in the palm.

Everyone's ears, there is a loud voice resounding.

"Heaven and Earth are indifferent and regard everything as... chess pieces."

The voice fell.

Chess pieces also fell.

"Snapped."

Between heaven and earth, there was only this clear sound.

Later...

Dantaixuan's martial team screamed in despair.

At that moment, they increased their spiritual pressure many times, directly pressing their bodies...

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Five miles in the fairy palace.

All the soldiers and soldiers...

The sound of "Bang" was erased as if the snow and ice melted, leaving only the ground red and the pungent blood.

The fairy held the child to wipe the life, with a glory of words.

Half of Dantai Xuan's feet are about to step into the five miles of that fairy palace, however...

Before stepping in, within five miles of Xianmen, nearly 20,000 troops, as well as his carefully trained martial arts squad, all seemed to be wiped out in a flash.

Only the splattered blood was left, and the blood red that soaked the land in front of Xiangong Wuli.

Like a purgatory on earth.

The half of Dantai Xuan's body was watered with blood, and the whole person was shaking like sieve chaff.

There was only horror left in his eyes, and his pupils reflected the bloody ground.

The legs were soft and clicked and knelt down.

...

Immortal palace, front room.

Dancing the fellowship, Xiang Shaoyun, who beheaded the last ghost, was steaming with qi and blood, the Qidan was running fast, swallowing the aura, but the aura entered the body and went around in his body and then dispersed .

"Damn!"

Xiang Shaoyun's shield hit the ground hard.

Without the cultivation of immortals, his conversion rate to Reiki is poor, and the more difficult it is to refine Reiki.

After slaughtering the whole ghost in the front room, he didn't even refine a ray of aura.

Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyun looked back suddenly.

Frowning and looking out of the fairy palace, as if something terrifying happened outside.

Li Sansi and Mo Shougui also felt something.

At a certain moment, I felt cold all over.

"Those people outside... Could it have done anything stupid?"

Mo Shougui thought of something, squinting.

"I, Xiang Shaoyun, and Li Sansi can't bear the coercion of Sanli... Ordinary martial arts break through hard, almost to death."

Xiang Shaoyun withdrew his gaze, and the other's life and death, what to do with him.

His eyes fell on the stone door of the middle room.

Since there is no immortal cultivation method in the front room, there may be a coffin placement area in the middle room!

Xiang Shaoyun bears a sense of relatives, and his burly figure walks in front of the closed stone door in the middle room.

He raised his hand and touched the stone door.

Suddenly...

His pupils contracted.

The Shimen suddenly broke up and raised smoke.

Xiang Shaoyun took a step back and stared behind the door.

In the middle room, rows of white candles automatically ignite, and the faint green fire light illuminates the entire area.

Li Sansi, Mo Shougui and Kong Nanfei also took a breath and gathered together.

Staring at the middle room.

I saw...

Stone dust dispersed.

Under the shining of the candlelight.

In the coffin placed in the middle room, a thin Taoist figure slowly twisted his head.

A pair of eyes reflecting the green candlelight.

Bling green light, staring straight at them.