Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"Congratulations on the birth of the first god and beast species in the world, let the world's creatures transform colorfully, and reward 10 disposable attributes."

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Lean to listen to the wind, take a sip of green plum wine Lu Fan white shirt flick.

In front of him, the system's reward prompt pops up.

"Is the god beast species? The first phoenix... Unfortunately, it is still a young bird."

Lu Fan shook the liquid in the bronze wine glass and smiled.

Perhaps it is because the difficulty of this transformation is not too great. Therefore, only the reward of disposable attributes is obtained, and the transformation reward is not received, which makes Lu Fan feel sorry.

If Bai Qingniao wants to raise a real phoenix, she still has a long way to go.

The phoenix is ​​auspicious in mythology.

Once it is learned that there is a phoenix in the hands of the white blue bird, even if it is only a phoenix, the world will surely covet.

At that time, it is hard to say whether the white blue bird can keep this phoenix.

It was Jiang Li's men who practiced Chi Chi, which surprised Lu Fan and made him understand that there is no shortage of ruthless and excellent people in this world.

As for Mo Shougui’s death, he couldn’t even beat a chicken. What else could Lu Fan say?

Suddenly, Lu Fan moved.

Bring up the system panel.

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Gas Refiner (Permanent)

Number of gas refining layers: 2 (3 layer progress: 445/1000 strands)

Soul Strength: 52 (Exchangeable: 0)

Physical Strength: 6 (Exchangeable: 1)

Reiki: 389 strands

Renovation rewards: "Chuangxuan Refining Qi", "Pointing Technique", "Unbroken Demon Body (Introduction)"

World rating: Five Phoenix ContinentLow Wu

Permissions: [Task], [Missionary Desk], [Aura Drop]

Branch authority: [Wanfa Oven (LV1)]

Spirit Tool: Spiritual Pressure Chessboard (Xuan Order Lower Grade)

Mind: "Yi Tian Shi" (Xuan Xia second grade)

Disposable attributes: 10

Lu Fan looked at the property panel and sipped plum wine.

However, in the panel, the [Task] column is constantly flashing a faint hint of light.

The heart sinks into it.

The light is restrained, and the prompt words pop up.

"Mission Description: The progress and improvement of a world is not only reflected in the increase in the concentration of aura, but the diversity of races is also an important performance."

"Spur task: Phoenix is ​​now, is the dragon still far away? To build a'raising land', please cultivate the first dragon species."

This time there are not many tasks.

Lu Fan frowned, staring at the task panel carefully, lost in thought.

"Phoenix, Tianlong... Is this foreshadowing to build Gaowu?"

Leaning on a wheelchair and facing a comfortable lake, Lu Fan murmured.

The dragon and the phoenix belong to the mythical beast. The dragon can fly in the clouds and the phoenix can fly for nine days. Once it matures, it must be a terrifying existence that destroys the world.

It wouldn’t be surprising if the Gaowu world was really created, and the Dragon and Phoenix appeared.

As for the little phoenix cub that the white blue bird keeps now, it is far from the real phoenix.

"Dragon breeding ground, used to raise dragons..."

This problem caused Lu Fan some headaches.

If you want to raise a dragon, you must first screen the creatures that can transform the dragon.

"The water dragon has been turning into a dragon for five hundred years, the dragon has been turning for thousands of years, the horned dragon has been turning for another five hundred years, and the dragon has been turning for thousands of years..."

Shuiyu is talking about snakes, which means that snakes can turn dragons.

Lu Fan can raise dragons with snakes in the dragon-raising grounds, catalyzed by Reiki, which can accelerate the evolution and transformation of snakes.

In addition to snakes, fish can also be transformed into dragons, and Yuyue Dragon Gate will transform into dragons.

Lu Fan pondered for a long time.

There is a plan in mind.

Raising a Dragon... It just happens to be related to the next secret.

"Sister Ning, add wine.

Lu Fan recovered and smiled.

Ning Zhao Qingmei boiled wine, came up with a hip flask on his sleeves, and poured clear liquor into a bronze wine glass.

Smell the fragrance of the warm liquor.

Lu Fan's eyes became deep again, spanning hundreds of miles away.

There is still a good show to watch.

...

East Lake, the organ city.

The world's first assassin, Mo, failed to assassinate the king, and he was smashed with a long sword by the king, and fell into the abyss.

The Rangers of the Mo Family have no emotions.

Death is normal for an assassin.

They came on the tether, and the target killed the overlord.

There is a trace of ink dead, and there are tens of thousands of traces of ink.

There is only one overlord.

As soon as the overlord died, the West Jun Army would naturally retreat.

Xiang Shaoyun's hair fluttered, the heavy rain poured on his steel-like body, and the cold armor reflected the coldness of the forest.

He glanced at the ink mark that fell into the abyss.

Before the other person died, there was no sorrow, but surprisingly calm.

Even Xiang Shaoyun felt a relief.

Of course, Xiang Shaoyun was too lazy to figure out the idea of ​​a dead man.

He looked back.

The long axe in his hand was raised high, as if to cut off even the rain curtain.

Behind him, the Xiliang warriors showed their enthusiasm, waved their spears, and responded to their coach with a roar of desire to break the storm!

At the other end of the chain, the Mojia rangers in black robes came running with their swords.

A Zhu's red dress looked like a drop of red ink, and she steadily ran on the iron rope. On top of her head, a sharp crossbow burst from the machine city.

Overlord's eyes are like a torch.

Dancing together.

Throwing a roaring crossbow arrows flying, like a demon coming from the iron rope.

The huge eighteen-section organ centipede sharp blade cutting, like a big worm pounced on Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun's body was full of blood and blood, and the whole body of heavy rain was blown out of the hole.

The magic qi in Qidan mobilized and turned into coercion and gathered around him.

A giant centipede of more than ten meters faced a two-meter overlord, and actually showed cowardice.

The overlord's roar echoed in the heavy rain.

The war drums in the Xiliang Army were beaten more and more rapidly, and the drums were dense and fast, making the blood boil.

Overlord single-handedly held a heavy axe and swept down fiercely.

Hard to split the organ centipede in half, his body plunged into the collapsed organ centipede and penetrated.

The collapsed institution centipede fell into the abyss.

The overlord was lingering in black magic energy, and he had the courage to resist.

This feeling of detachment in power has made Bawang enjoy it.

No matter how strong the guru is, when faced with a thousand beatings, he can only die.

But today's overlord, the heads of people who can be killed by a thousand people are also rolling.

The bloody battle in Wolongling is a transformation for him.

In fact, strictly speaking, Mobeike achieved the king of Shaoyun.

The Mojia Ranger retreated.

Under the leadership of the overlord, the Xiliang warriors overwhelmed the walls of the Mojia government city.

Mojia government city...broken.

...

The violent gasp lingered constantly.

Mo Liuqi disliked the donkey and ran too slowly. He turned and dismounted and ran wild in the rain.

Muddy stepped on the splash three feet.

The crooked mountain trail is simply impossible to stop his figure.

In Baipi Waterfall, corpses rolled from time to time.

Mo Liuqi did not dare to slow down.

He was afraid of being slow, and even Azhu's body could not be seen.

He ran wildly, and the heavy rain drenched the Yangchang Mountain Road in front of his eyes.

Finally, glory appeared.

He rushed out of the jungle and came to a thick wire rope.

In front of the eighty-one iron ropes, all densely covered are Xiliang warriors.

In the machine city, the huge catapult crashed and the city wall broke...

Mo Liuqi raised his head, and the rain kept sliding down his cheeks.

Through the rain curtain, he looked at the walls of the organ city.

there……

The overlord's burly body stood, and the terrible storm could not shake him.

Even, he stood at the head of the city, making it harder to breathe than the black clouds in the sky.

Mo Liuqi's pupils contracted.

The overlord bears a sense of relatives, his thick hands are raised, and a figure is pinched ruthlessly, the red robe of the figure is like blood, like a blooming blood-red mandala.

Mo Liuqi's heart shrank.

In his hand was the pearl hairpin with the word "Azhu" twisted and engraved tightly.

A Xiliang warrior waved his sword at him.

Mo Liuqi's aura was running, avoiding these blades, and the toes were pointed on the shoulders of the Xiliang samurai, and they followed the iron rope toward the machine city.

Upstairs.

The overlord pinched the woman's neck in a red robe.

The woman is very beautiful even wearing a mask, her figure in red is hot.

It is a pity that Luo Mingsang is the only one in Bawang's heart, and any woman is a pink skull in his eyes.

Feel free to throw.

The woman's red dress drifted, like the red ink fainting, and fell from the wall of the Mojia government city.

Like withered flowers.

"Do not!"

Mo Liuqi running on the iron rope was cold and pale.

Xiang Shaoyun, who threw the woman in red into the cliff and turned to go deeper into the city of organs, heard this hissing cry, her eyebrows fell, she felt a sense of sigh, and she looked back.

He saw Mo Liuqi, who was surrounded by aura, and his eyes were fixed.

"The Mo family... also have practitioners?!"

Mo Liuqi is in chaos.

Even if he failed to assassinate the national master on Lake Heart Island, he was not so afraid when facing the pressure of death brought by Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.

The woman in the red dress bleeds at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly she seems to hear the roar of Mo Liuqi.

Under the rain.

She turned her head hard, and she fell at high speed, faintly saw the figure of Mo Liuqi on the iron rope.

"Are you called Zhu? Zhu doesn't sound good, why don't you call you Zhu?"

"Azhu, will you take off the mask once? Once, just once..."

"When I surpass the face paralysis and become the world's first assassin, you will let me unmask it, okay?"

Suddenly, a scene emerged before her eyes.

The woman in red dress picks up slightly.

Not dead, just fine.

unfortunately……

You didn't take off my mask by hand.

On the rope.

Mo Liuqi took out the silver scissors, and intended the imperial scissors to make the scissors whizz out.

At the sharp edge, the red woman was forced to go, to penetrate her clothing and nail it to the cliff.

however……

The scissors were flying out for several meters, and Mo Liuqi lost control of it.

He could only watch Azhu, a woman in red, falling down the misty cliff in front of his eyes...

It seemed as though a touch of red blood dripped from his heart, into the vast abyss, and fell apart.

Zhucha pierced his skin.

Blood halo stained the palm.

This may be the fate of the assassin.

The rain is falling.

Heaven and earth fell into boundless silence.

Mo Liuqi raised his head violently, staring coldly at the overlord standing on the tower of the organ city.

Silver Scissors hung under the iron ropes, wearing raindrops and hanging over him!

There was a roar with anger and sorrowful killing intent, exploded in his mouth, lingering between the cliff waterfalls.

"Overlord!!!"

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