Building The Ultimate Fantasy

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One is upstairs and the other is downstairs.

The two looked at each other in this way.

At night, it became thicker and thicker, and the moon was blinded, and the cold Yuehua became more and more sparse.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair without opening. After looking at the giant Mojia standing in front of the window, he shook his head, lowered his head, and played the metal piccolo that had gradually dissipated the woman's residual temperature.

The color of regret flashed from time to time, just do not know what to regret.

Mo Beike squinted in front of the window, looking at the metal piccolo playing in the hands of Landing Fan, his eye bag trembling slightly, that was Wei Yu's piccolo.

On the roof, the alchemists of the Yin-Yang family, the hats were hanging, and the organ beasts on the long street were exposed.

Cooperating with the cold wind, the atmosphere was a bit stern.

Lu Changkong looked at Mo Beike standing in front of the window, his face a bit cold.

"Giant, what do you mean?"

Lu Changkong pulled out the knife from his waist, and his hair fluttered in the wind.

Inside the body, the aura of light swam away from the Qidan, turbulent like a snake.

"Ugh."

In front of the inn window.

Mo Beike sighed leisurely.

"Why is Lord Lucheng sober? Sleep well until dawn, isn't it?"

Mobeike's hoarse voice came.

"The whole city is sleeping, why do you wake up alone?"

"If I fall asleep, I'm afraid I won't wake up..." Lu Changkong said indifferently.

"If it's a good guess, the Mo Family should be in the layout of Beiluo, Zuilong, Tongan, Pingnan, Yuanchi, Wangtian, and the wait is tonight."

Mo Beike looked at the landing sky, covered with wrinkled faces, and smiled in a stack: "Practitioners are variables, but the world changes its own fixed numbers, and the variables cannot affect the fixed numbers. To study the practice again."

Mobei Ke did not answer Lu Changkong's words.

In other words, his answer was actually a rush to land.

Lu Changkong did not speak.

Because, at the top of the inn, as well as the organ beasts on the long street, all moved.

When Mobei Kehua fell, the killing was everywhere.

Lu Changkong's solemnity was almost dripping water.

Ni Yu pushed the wheelchair, his face pale, his legs were shaking slightly.

Lu Fan was sitting calmly, looking at the speeding beasts and the Yin and Yang family alchemists who rushed down from the roof, his face pale.

He squeezed the metal piccolo in his hand.

"For practitioners, you don't understand, saying that practitioners affect the overall situation of the world, but in fact it is your martial arts who are prohibited from martial law."

"It's ridiculous that you think you have everything under control."

"Yes, you know nothing about practitioners..."

Lu Fan said slowly.

"I feel a pity."

"I thought it would be a giant from the Mo family today, but I didn't expect it to be just a fake."

Ok?

Lu Fan's words made Lu Changkong stunned.

On the pavilion, Mo Beike's eyes twitched again.

His eyes stared brightly, and then he laughed.

"Mobeike let me be careful of Master Beiluolu. Sure enough, it still makes sense. The old thing is as poisonous as ever."

The sound of chuckle haunted the long street.

At the next moment, "Mobeike" reached out and grabbed his jaw, tearing it slowly, and a twisted human skin was pulled off. Behind the human skin, there was a face with some evil charm and the spread of the green. Grey hair.

Ricky's old man's body also changed, gradually straightening up, tall and burly.

In an instant, the whole person's temperament changed dramatically.

Lu Fan still squeezed Piccolo, without any emotion on his face.

Lu Changkong took a breath and recognized the person.

"Yinyang family sons... Wei Luan!"

The characters of the children!

Moreover, among the hundreds of schools, the most mysterious Yin and Yang families.

For a time, Lu Changkong was frightened by Mobeike's prudence, and actually invited the sons of the Yin and Yang family to enter Beiluo to deal with Lu Fan.

However, Lu Changkong also knew that in front of Wolongling's secret realm, Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing, in white dresses and white dresses, killed thousands of troops and bleed for hundreds of miles.

Therefore, Mobeike specially invited the Yin and Yang family Zhu Zi Wei Luan to shoot.

"What did you do to Wei Yu?"

In front of the pavilion, Wei Luan's head fluttered and strode forward, striding in front of the window, leaping down, his robe turned, and landed smoothly on the long street.

The roar of the organ beast galloping.

Yin and Yang family alchemists galloped fast on the surrounding houses.

Surrounded by Lu Fan and others.

Lu Changkong was very nervous, tight all over, and the presence of one of the children brought great pressure to him.

Lu Fan, as always, calmed down, sitting in a wheelchair and playing with metal piccolo.

boom!

The blue bricks of the Long Street were cracked, and an animal beast tiger uttered a tiger roar, and jumped up. Yuehua shone on the body tiger, reflecting the cold and the killing.

"Wei Yu... is that woman who plays with bugs?"

"Don't worry, she walked peacefully."

Lu Fandao.

Gently flick the metal piccolo in his hand.

Buzz...

Aura surged, a ripple appeared, and a sharp whistle suddenly exploded.

Piccolo disappeared instantly, and when it appeared again, it was already at the end of the organ beast...

I don't know when, the organ beast tiger was actually penetrated completely, and the organ disciples in the organ beast were also penetrated by the metal piccolo, and the blood was gurgling.

The organ tiger fell apart, and the parts fell in front of Lu Fan, setting off a violent wind.

Lu Fan's white clothes hunted in the wind.

The metal piccolo hangs in the night sky, and a drop of crystal blood drops on it.

Lu Fan glanced at Wei Luan with a cold face in the distance.

Palm down.

Suddenly.

The metal piccolo slammed down, and a mechanical beast wolf was nailed to the ground, completely unable to move.

Raising his hands elegantly, two organs and beasts are extinguished between elegance.

The alchemists around the Yin-Yang family also narrowed their eyes slightly.

Wei Luan narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Arrange!"

The alchemists of the Yin-Yang family moved, and the hats on their heads were taken off one after another. These figures seemed to blend into the darkness.

They jumped out and swooped towards Lufan.

Lu Changkong held the knife and slashed towards one.

puff……

But seeing this alchemist turned into a black mist, Lu Changkong waved a knife.

These alchemists continually exploded into dense fog in the air and disappeared in their original directions. When they appeared again, they were on the other side.

Lu Changkong's forehead was covered with fine sweat beads.

Even the master warrior feels chilly all over him, as if these alchemists appear at any time.

Ni Yu was squatted on the ground scared by this strange picture.

At this moment, she hopes to sleep like Luo Cheng, but unfortunately... the strength does not allow.

Facing this weird scene, Lu Fan just slowly pulled out a piece from the chess box beside the wheelchair guard.

The moonlight shone through the dense fog, illuminating Lu Fan's face and spirit-pressed chessboard, exuding glory.

Middle finger and index finger sandwiched pieces.

The alchemists around the Yin-Yang family are haunted by ghosts, and the dense fog is filled with ghosts.

Ren'er east-west wind.

Lu Fan's leisurely work.

Falling moment.

The pressure of terror was suddenly released.

Buzz...

In a flash, heaven and earth suddenly became distorted.

Bang Bang!

In the thick fog, two groups of blood fog exploded.

Two yin and yang family alchemists had no time to escape, and the bones that had been crushed directly were not saved.

"Fancy bells and whistles."

Lu Fan said slowly.

He didn't lose anymore.

Instead, he handed the chessboard to Ni Yu and looked at Wei Luan.

He stood up from the wheelchair, Sheng Xue in white.

Wei Luan saw Lu Fan get up, his pupils shrink slightly, and Wei Yu saw Lu Fan get up.

"You may want to be the first hundred sons to die in Beiluo."

Lu Fandao.

"Don't worry, my son's good temper will make you go as peacefully as your disciples."

Wei Luan's eyes shrank and his hair fluttered.

He bit his fingertips, put a drop of blood on his eyebrows, and painted under the bridge of his nose. Soon, he painted strange patterns on his face.

Yin Yang Family...Spell Seal.

Suddenly.

Wei Luan's body on the long street was blurred for a while.

There is nothing out of nothing, one becomes two, two becomes three, and then five.

Wei Luan changed to five.

Lu Fan looked as usual.

After that, there was a black air surging around him.

Take one step.

Boom...

The whole North Luocheng seemed to shake.

The five Wei Luan's facial expressions tremble in unison.

Lu Fan took the second step.

The five Wei Luan felt the pressure of huge mountains, so he could not help but kneel down.

Lu Fan took the third step.

The five Wei Luan were kneeling down on their knees, their heads hanging down, and finally they could not help revealing terror.

And Lu Fan also took a stand in front of Wei Luan.

The black airflow turned into a sharp knife all over the body and swept across it suddenly.

Five Wei Luan... all heads are flying.

As quiet as his disciple Wei Yu walked, the withered was as quiet as autumn leaves.

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