Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"kill!"

"Kill me!"

Dantai Xuan slapped his hands on the chariot's handguards and made a roar of rage.

One person and one ride faced the 50,000 troops, moving forward and backward easily, and even killed him from the edge.

It was as though the overlord had slapped his face fiercely and spit.

Practitioners...

A group of unreasonable practitioners!

Dan Taixuan has suffered too much from the practitioners.

North Luocheng first, then Wolongling, now... Overlord came to slap his face again.

Dantai mysterious anger!

Under the explosive roar of Dantaixuan, the soldiers of the North County seemed to have the courage.

Once again rushed to the king.

The overlord laughed and looked back, killing him heartily.

There was a faint blood between them, lingering around his body.

No one can beat the warlords.

Under the bloody moon.

Overlord killed the encirclement, accompanied by the sound of laughter, riding one by one, disappeared into the long night.

Waiting for Xu Chu and many Xiliang military generals, his face was crimson.

They stared at the king who came and went freely in the army of North County, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Even if the army is unstoppable, this is beyond the limits of mortals!

The sound of a horseshoe burst.

Xiang Shaoyun returned quickly after riding a bloody black horse.

Xu Chu and other generals turned over and dismounted, kneeling down on the ground, full of enthusiasm.

On horseback, the overlord is a little tired, but there is relief after the exhaustion and a pity.

"Unfortunately, almost..."

Overlord shook his head with emotion.

He faded his armor, and blood flowed down the armor, and the burly muscles were covered with scars.

Overlord really feels a pity. Under the mood and struggle just now, he seems to have a feeling of breaking through the shackles.

Once he broke through the shackles, he might have stepped halfway into Lu Ping's body-hidden realm.

Start digging for human treasure.

Xu Chu looked at the overlord and felt that the overlord seemed not the same as before, as if to put down something, the whole person was much easier than before.

"The protagonist, Tianji Jia again communicated the world with Tianji pigeons..."

Xu Chudao, he handed a black paper letter.

The overlord took the cloth and wiped the blood from his hands, and the Xuanhuang paper glanced.

"Yanglongdi..."

Xiang Shaoyun narrowed his eyes.

He glanced at his subordinates, and if Xiliang would take over the world, he alone would certainly not be enough.

He wanted his subordinates to become general practitioners with whom he could rival one thousand or even ten thousand.

"Get up to Tongan immediately and take down Tongan City."

"then……"

"Looking for the Dragon Land, forge it!"

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

The breeze blows, making the lake ripples.

The mountain and river bureau in front of them has been placed.

Lu Fan pulls his sleeves and puts the pieces into the chess box.

Chess score "Yi Tian Shi" is a forged soul method of Xuanjie inferior grade. Lu Fan thinks of the chess potential according to the score, not only can improve the chess skill, but also exercise the soul strength.

"Yi Tian Shi" recorded nine games, from shallower to deeper, the more and more difficult.

In the first game, the Shanhe Bureau played dozens of times and became more and more comfortable.

He didn't pay any attention to the king, but Lu Fan was a little pity that the king had some barriers that could touch the Tibetan environment, but he still failed.

Suddenly.

Lu Fanluozi's movements stiffened slightly.

He raised his head, the lines in his eyes jumped, and suddenly crossed the distance of thousands of miles, and saw a blurry picture.

A figure sat on the bluestone, a creature with a snake head wrapped around the bluestone, watching the figure on the bluestone.

"A dragon farm was discovered so quickly?"

"There are six remaining dragon farms, and there are a few of them that are the worst places..."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, chin on one hand, and murmured slowly.

Candle Dragon, Yinglong, Blue Dragon, Black Dragon, Red Dragon, Phantom Dragon, Panlong, Yunlong, this is the eight heavenly dragons that Lu Fan planned to create based on the myths in his memory. Advance layout of super fantasy world.

If it is Mirage, Panlong, Yunlong, it is not a big deal.

But if you encounter the remaining three...

It can only be said that it was bad luck.

These three dragon species were created by Lu Fan through the preaching platform and possess extremely extraordinary power.

Practitioners far beyond Qidan Realm.

Lu Fan chose the dragon breeding grounds of these three dragon species in extremely remote places. However, he did not expect to be found.

For example, the candle dragon is a real big horror dragon species, and Lu Fan can’t do anything else by relying on the preaching platform.

Raising his hand, the bronze wine glass on the Nan wooden table floated into Lu Fan's hand.

Take a sip of cold liquor.

Lu Fan slightly expects that if these people can survive, they might give him some small surprises.

...

North County, Tianhanguan.

The mottled city wall tells of the loneliness of the ancient times, like the moonlight, the Tianhanguan with years is located between the steep mountains outside the fortress.

The Trans-Secret Heavenly Pass is the very northern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, protecting the surrounding perimeter.

Crossing the Tianhan Pass is not the territory of Dazhou.

It is rumored that the Tianhan Pass was built by the first emperor of ancient times. It has been standing for thousands of years and is still standing in the frontier mountains, guarding the country.

Outside the Tianhan Pass, there is an endless desert, which is the territory of Xirong.

For thousands of years, Xirong's soldiers and horses have been knocking on the gate of Tianhanguan, and there are countless blood flowing.

The wind outside the plug was extremely cold and a bit bitter.

A green cow, Xu Xing, Li Sansi sat sideways on the back of the green cow, wearing a green shirt, with a wooden sword tied around his waist.

Yuehua is as cold as water, shining on the green cow.

Li Sansi took the flute and played it gently, the elegant flute haunting the wilderness.

The sound of the flute filled with solitude, and filled a few empty spaces.

Li Sansi doesn't like to play the flute in front of people, he likes to play alone outside the deserted fortress.

A green cow, a flute, accompanied by the moonlight, he was infatuated with this solitude.

Although Li Sansi was the first disciple of Dao Zong, he rarely returned to Dao Zong in recent years.

"Old buddies work harder, and then you can see the village under Zhou Feng."

After a flute, Li Sansi smiled and patted the horns of the green cow.

It is Li Sansi's goal this time that is not Zhou Feng within the Tianhan Pass.

Bu Zhoufeng is a remote place. There are many rare treasures and herbs in the mountains. For the sergeants who guarded the frontier at Tianhan Pass, some treasured herbs can continue their lives.

These mountain people collected herbal medicines and came to sell them in the market towns closed by Tianhan.

But a few days ago, some people claimed that a small group of soldiers who had entered the country slaughtered the village and were chased and killed in Zhoufeng.

Yu Feng saw the real dragon.

The real dragon had black eyes and white eyes.

Opening his eyes, those brutal soldiers who chased and killed were tragically dead.

Shanmin luckily survived, and even climbed down to Zhoufeng.

Shan Min passed the news back to the market town.

When Li Sansi heard about it, he thought of the secret realm of Wolongling and planned to go.

He now has six auras in his body, and he who has obtained the practice method, although the practice speed is slow, but still has a little improvement.

However, in order to really improve quickly, he needs to find Dongtianfudi, like the heart of Beiluohu.

Yuehua is cold.

Green cattle Xu Xing, Li Sansi vaguely can see the village in the mouth of that mountain.

Entering the village, the village has already been slaughtered by the small stocks of soldiers who have been smuggled in, the hut collapsed, and the bones are stacked...

Li Sansi appeared sad.

He has been walking for many years, and he has seen too many such pictures.

Turning over the back of the green cow, Li Sansi found the catalpa, dug a big pit, and buried the body in the village.

After that, he cut a wooden board and stood in front of the pit as a simple tombstone.

Li Sansi didn't write anything on the board.

He turned his back on the cow and went on, took the flute and played it.

Yellow dust is ancient and modern, white bone chaos basil.

The sound of the flute haunted the village, moving away.

Not at the foot of Zhou Feng.

Li Sansi sat on the back of the green cow, looking up at Zhou Feng.

Zhou Zhoufeng is extremely high, and now he is shrouded in misty clouds, and there seems to be an inexplicable horror in it.

He put away the flute, struck the wooden sword, and jumped off the back of the cow.

Patted the belly of the green cow.

He could feel that the fear of the Green Cow and the fear of Zhou Feng did not dare to step on it.

Li Sansi didn't force it.

Tethered the green cow to a big tree, then held a wooden sword and climbed up the mountain.

The further upward, Li Sansi felt more depressed.

Fine sweat beads penetrated the forehead.

The light of dawn sprang from the end of the horizon, like a long golden river.

Li Sansi stood on a bluestone in Zhoufeng, stroking his chest, panting heavily.

Between heaven and earth, there is a faint aura pervading.

This surprised Li Sansi.

He ran the "Spiritual Sword Copy", a stream of spirits poured into the body.

Opposite Bluestone, there is a deep cave.

In front of the cave, there were several corpses kneeling down there, the flesh and blood had already withered away, and only the bones of the forest were left, and the armor of the soldiers outside the bones.

Li Sansi didn't dare to enter the cave.

He knows that Zhou Feng must be the same as Wolongling, but...

He didn't dare to go in. The sense of despair and fear that came from the cold blood made him dare not even take a half step into those corpse areas.

Therefore, he can only sit on the bluestone and absorb the aura between the free heaven and earth.

Dawn is glorious and cold.

Li Sansi sat on the bluestone and hunted in the blue shirt.

The wooden sword touched his legs, and he practiced the practice method to absorb the aura. In the aura of qi, a stream of aura came in, making his spirit fuller.

However, what Li Sansi did not know was.

When he silently practiced the practice method.

Over his head, I don’t know when, a childish face covered with fine red scales, with a snake-like body, a pack of belly drums, black left eyes, white right eyes, silent, staring quietly at Li Think twice.

PS: Miserable ticket~