Building The Ultimate Fantasy

On Beiluo Lake, Lu Fan's eyes moved away from the spirit pressure chessboard.

The wheelchair on the terrace automatically turned its direction and drove slowly, coming to the front of the guardrail.

From the fence, look up.

The breeze was slow, the blue waves were rippling, and the mist was lingering around the island. On the sky dome, the wind and the clouds stopped suddenly, and the golden sunlight shattered from the clouds, shining on the lake surface, sparkling.

On the island, ten strains of chrysanthemum swayed in the wind, breathing aura.

Coupled with Lufan's previous reiki, Huxin Island looks quite like a fairyland on earth.

Ni Yu poured a warm glass of wine.

Lu Fan took it, warmed through the bronze wine glass, and fainted in his palm.

Relying on the fence, sipping a glass of green plum wine, Lu Fan said to Ni Yu: "Xiao Ni, call Old Nie and Ning Sister to come."

"Well."

Ni Yu heard that the lively turn and ran down the pavilion.

Soon, Lu Fan was on the terrace, and he could see the figure of Ni Yusanya's calf running all the way.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, and the wind slowly moved his elegant temples, and his white robe lightened.

On the island, Nie Changqing and Ning Zhaopan practiced, Yi Yue blushed in the corner, trying to find a sense of gas.

Lu Fan glanced at it and took a sip of wine.

Practicing this kind of thing really pays attention to talent.

Yiyue's talent... can't be said well, so she needs to work harder than ordinary people.

His eyes turned and fell on Assassin Mo Liuqi.

Lu Fan couldn't help feeling sad for Yi Yue.

Because, at this moment, Mo Liuqi's whole body was already surrounded by aura, which successfully caused him to enter Dantian, and entered a period of Qidan.

It is indeed a genius who can figure out "Yi Yi Yu She".

quickly.

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao have already arrived.

The spirits of the two were overwhelmed, unable to converge, and the pressure of people was exuded every moment.

"Son."

Nie Changqing arched his hand, Ning Zhao was in abdication.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair and playing with bronze wine glasses. "The situation has changed. Wolongling's secret realm has been opened in advance..."

Ok?

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing's eyebrows suddenly condensed.

The son asked them to reach the Jiuduan Qidan before the Wolongling secret realm was opened, but now it seems that they can't do it at all.

"Sister Ning, Qi Duan, Lao Nie, Wu Dan Qi Dan Realm, so-so."

Lu Fandao.

"The advancement of Wolongling's secret realm is a miscalculation of my son. In that case, you should go ahead in advance."

Nie Changqing glanced at Ning Zhao, but did not expect that Ning Zhao's refining gas still led him.

However, Ning Zhaoyou’s Lu Di’s “Di Zang Jing” is also a profound method of cultivating immortals. The speed of refining gas is not slower than that of him, but it is normal.

"Son, to go to the secret realm of Wolongling, you need the order of heaven and earth..."

Ning Zhao frowned.

"Ordinary people really need... However, my Bai Yujing disciple, enter the secret realm, why not need other things."

At the balcony, Lu Fan took a wheelchair and smiled gently.

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing were startled.

"Press the spirit to break through the formation, enter the secret realm, take the dandan of the ancient gas refining burial person buried in it, and go back quickly..."

Lu Fan thought for a while and ordered.

"Well."

Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao looked at each other, and there was a shock flash in their eyes. The son was hundreds of miles away, and he could clearly understand the things in the secret.

The two depressed their hearts and their bodies jumped from the terrace.

Lu Fan took a bronze wine glass and drank a sour plum wine, squinting.

"Old Nie, change to a white suit."

"From now on, my Bai Yujing disciples will walk in white."

"Well."

Nie Changqing landed on the ground, and his head nodded back, and the body exploded outside the island.

The qi imperial ship caused the ship to burst into the sky,

When they landed, the horses stayed. They turned their horses and drove them to gallop.

Watching Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao leave.

Lu Fan's finger tapped on the bronze wine glass.

"It's almost time to finish..."

"After the end, the first practice level should be announced to the public, as to how to announce..."

Lu Fanmo rubbed his glass.

"Tianji's Tianji pigeon, good."

...

Wolongling secret realm.

Mo Ju supported his body in the trembling Dantai Xuan. At this moment, the Dantai Xuan was as gray as death, and his eyes were full of fear.

He used to be angry with horses and pride in the skies. He used to be imposing and pointed to the fairy.

Nowadays, when tens of thousands of people melt away in front of him and seem to be wiped out of the world, the strong impact makes Dantai Xuan lose the wildness of "waving a hundred thousand flags and the fairies can also slaughter" .

Mo Ju sighed.

Raising his head, the face under the kerchief looked at the fairy palace illuminated by the colorful rays of light. His eyes were in awe of the unknown and indescribable.

...

The fairy palace, in the interior.

Li Sansi panted like a dragon and faced this strange leader who was comparable to the Grand Master. He was also incapable and exhausted.

There are also dense little ghosts around, which may be torn apart if you are not careful.

When Xiang Shaoyu was hit, their heart sank to the bottom.

Xiang Shaoyu, the pinnacle of martial arts, the Grand Master's realm.

Even in the face of a hundred giants, you can be at ease, not weak.

But now, he was recruited by the skinny Taoist in the coffin.

The gravel rolled.

Xiang Shaoyu crawled up.

He stared at the skinny Taoist Wu Chao.

"The Qidan Realm is complete... twelve strands of Qi-making."

Xiang Shaoyu grabbed the stem and stood on top of his burly body, his blood and blood surging.

"Is the upper limit of the Dantian Reiki for each person different?"

Xiang Shaoyun frowned, thinking about something.

"My Dantian can hold fifteen strands of aura... This aura is only twelve strands. Perhaps, this is the gap in qualifications."

He turned his head and looked to the distance, Li Sansi, who was backed off by the spooky commander, and asked, "Li Sansi, do you feel that the upper limit of Dantian's aura?"

far away.

Li Sansi's face was black.

"Ask what to do? Isn't it urgent to think about how to break through?"

"answer me."

"Sixteen strands!"

Li Sansi gritted his teeth and returned a sentence, but just after returning, he was smashed by the commander's knife and hit the stone wall.

Kong Nanfei's face was pale and his mouth was dry, but the little ghost was constantly approaching him.

And Mo Shougui was cut with a long and narrow knife mark on his back, and blood shed continuously, and he stood with his sword, angry.

They... are going to be destroyed.

Sure enough, it is called Xianyuan when it is taken, but it is called Yuanyuan when it is not!

There was a rustling sound outside the stone.

In addition, the three strong survivors saw the picture here from a distance.

The terrifying spirit leader, and the dry Taoist who floated out of thin air.

These three people changed their faces...

Turn around and run away.

All three of them are refining a ray of aura in desperate circumstances, which is quite rewarding. If they are not reconciled and continue to covet the fairy edge in the stone room, they may not be able to walk out of this fairy palace alive.

Didn't you see the embarrassment of the world's heroes such as Xiang Shaoyun, Li Sansi, Mo Shougui and others?

Xiang Shaoyun danced his eyes and looked directly at the dry Taoist.

"The distribution of immortals and the transmission of spirits to the world, do you want to change the situation in the world?"

Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyun seemed to see a fairy hidden in the immortal air, holding on to life.

"Fairy!"

call.

With a sigh of breath, Xiang Shaoyun's feet suddenly withdrew.

"Li Sansi, Mo Shougui, Kong Nanfei, you block this skinny Taoist for me, and the rest... leave it to me!"

Xiang Shaoyun burst into roar.

Suddenly, before coming to Li Sansi, his figure lifted up with an axe and collided with the sword of the monster.

The deafening sound echoed in the stone room.

Li Sansi was shocked and instantly understood Xiang Shaoyun's thoughts.

He came out of the body, the wooden sword landed, rushed towards the thin Taoist, Mo Shougui's face was pale, and he rushed out with the sword to bear the pain of the wound, Kong Nanfei shifted his mind, licked his chapped lips, and his mouth was dangling.

The dry Daoist Wu Chao floated out of the coffin, his robe rotten and his eyes green.

Waving the thin and chapped palms, the spirit pressure pressed down.

Li Sansi and three were suddenly knocked off.

Xiang Shaoyun ignored the three people who were knocked off, and the overlord danced to the top, screaming at the leader of the monster, glaring and glaring, hair flying, and the burly body faintly agitated.

Boom Boom Boom!

As if there was a sky-shattering momentum, Xiang Shaoyun's blood was like a dragon, resisting the impact of the aura, and the shield collided. He bluntly flew the more than two meters of monster leaders, and pulled an axe from the bottom up, three consecutive axes.

An axe is stronger than an axe.

Overlord stunt, three axe!

Stubbornly beheaded the spirit leader.

Boom!

The spirit leader was cut, and suddenly turned into ten strands of aura around Xiang Shaoyu.

Xiang Shaoyun's Qidan is running, madly absorbing aura into his body, he feels that his body is almost to be exploded, and his strength is skyrocketing.

The dancing cadres rushed to the dry people.

The dry Dao people floating, the robe fluttering.

With a palm of his hand, Reiki suddenly pressed down.

Push and push.

Xiang Shaoyun, who was entangled with the aura, was directly flew out by the invisible slap, and in the process of flying backward, he was repeatedly slapped.

A beating.

Xiang Shaoyun was a little ignorant.

The practitioner is so strong?!

Stone interior.

The elves and the remaining leader of the elves have dispersed into aura, and poured into the body of the skinny Taoist, making the skinny Taoist more powerful.

The Taoist floated in the air, his palms pressed slowly.

Boom!

The floor of the stone room was suddenly broken.

...

Five miles outside Wolongling.

The sound of a horseshoe burst.

Mo Juxin felt, suddenly turned his head.

In the distance, two galloping horses gallop, and immediately there is a man and a woman, a white shirt and a white skirt.

"is her!"

Mo Ju's pupil shrank and recognized Ning Zhao, who was an independent woman on horseback and a magnificent generation under Beiluocheng.

This woman is the maidservant of North Lord Lulu!

In other words... Did Master Beiluolu finally want to intervene in this fairy tale?!

The two rode horses without stopping.

Speeding towards Wulongling Wulongdi.

Mo Mo stood up suddenly.

"Xiangong Wuli, no heaven and earth, no entry, no entry!"

Ning Zhao did not care, jumped up, pointed his horse on his toes, took off, rushed into the five miles of the Xian Palace, and spread his own spiritual pressure, as he did, as his son said, his own spiritual pressure and the Xian Gong spiritual pressure Hu Xiao.

Nie Changqing followed, and the two performed light work, just like a fairy, floating for five miles.

Landed in front of the gate of Xian Palace.

Palm the Xianmen, accompanied by a long crunch.

Xianmen cave opened!

Before Lilidong opened the immortal gate, Ning Zhao three thousand Qingsi fluttered, looking back at Mo Ju.

At a glance.

The Mo Mo watched standing still, dazzled.

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