Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Emperor jing.

Bookcase.

The eunuch stood respectfully in front of the bookcase.

Mo Tianyu's lazy, bare chest exposed his chest, carrying a wine gourd in one hand.

"Grandpa, the Master doesn't see anyone."

Mo Tianyu, said.

"Mr. Mo, your majesty said, let the old slave call the state master. If the state master does not go, his majesty will definitely break the old slave's leg."

The old eunuch flicked with a bitter smile on his face.

"Oh, does your majesty really say that?"

Mo Tianyu raised his eyebrows, revealing an unexpected look.

"Zhao Kuo's rebellion, now Emperor Jing is in vain, and His Majesty desperately needs a national teacher to host..."

"Your Majesty said that there are national divisions in the literature and soldiers in the army.

The eunuch said.

Mo Tianyu heard the words and frowned slightly.

"No, the master said it was missing."

Mo Tianyu waved his hand.

"Otherwise, let the father-in-law calculate a hexagram?"

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up, looking forward.

The eunuch heard the words, his face suddenly changed, "No, no..."

suddenly.

A cough came from the bookcase.

Wearing a Confucian shirt, the ruling state teacher walked out of the bookstore slowly with the help of Kong Nanfei.

"Tianyu, don't want to embarrass your father-in-law.

Guoshidao.

The old eunuch heard the words, his body trembled, and the old tears on his face almost moved.

"National Division."

The old eunuch bowed.

The state teacher raised the old eunuch with emotion, and it was not easy for the old eunuch to serve the first emperor and see the little emperor grow up.

"Go."

The national teacher smiled faintly.

The eunuch bowed again: "Hello."

A group of people came out of the bookcase, and there were already five horse-drawn luxury carriages waiting outside.

When the State Master boarded the luxury carriage, the news that the Master was out of the bookstore spread to Dijing in an instant.

The car wheel turned.

In the carriage.

The National Master opened the curtain and looked at the somewhat depressed Emperor Jing Street, his eyes deep.

The long streets of Dijing are all guards who patrol in armor.

The killing spirit enveloped the entire imperial city.

"Jiang Li deserves to be a disciple of the soldiers.

"Although Bai Fengtian is dead, but the soldiers have Jiang Li, it is still not down."

Guoshidao.

Kong Nanfei nodded his head, and thought that the Emperor's Nine Daozi ordered Jiang Li to be recalled. He wanted to jail Jiang Li, causing the other party and Bai Fengtian to end.

Wan Kuan did not expect that Zhao Kuo turned around at this time.

Instead, Jiang Li was given a chance.

"It's all because of the safety of Beiluo City..."

Kong Nanfei sighed.

"Oh? What do you say?"

The National Teacher leaned in the carriage and smiled when he heard Kong Nanfei's sigh.

"If Lu Ping'an sent Beiluo's five hundred iron rode into the emperor's capital to kill, if not... Lu Ping's three practitioners killed Zhao Kuo's 8,000 elite soldiers, Zhao Kuo might not rebel so quickly."

Kong Nanfei.

State teacher caress.

"What's so strange, the moment Zhao Kuo made the final words, he was destined to end."

"Who is not good at scrolling, but he will be safe in."

The national teacher smiled.

The carriage went to Zijin Palace.

The Guoshi and others had just dismounted, and Kong Nanfei, who was holding the Guoshi, changed his face slightly, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the garden.

...

South County Daze, Panlong breeding ground.

Tang Yimo was stained with blood, and the black air flowed around.

He vaguely confronted the Panlong in Daze.

Outside Daze.

Tang Xiansheng had a soldier's armor and his eyes were shining and excited. Tang Baiyun, the eldest son of the Tang family, stared at Tang Yimo, who was walking on the Daze, enviously and jealously.

"Good! Good!"

Tang Xiansheng yelled twice.

Tang Yimo's bravery exceeded his expectations.

Thousands of iron riders can't deal with the demon dragon, Tang Yimo can stand alone without being weak.

"Worthy to be my son of Tang Xiansheng! Hahaha!"

Tang Xiansheng smiled with his hands, very happy.

With Tang Yimo, what Tang Xiansheng has never dared to do, maybe... it can be put on the agenda.

Ozawa.

Tang Yimo stepped on the water.

Looking at the end of the dragon covered with malaria, the eyes of the dragon are like snakes, exuding a cold breath, and the malaria around the body is highly poisonous.

Tang Yimo performed "Eight Veins Dunjia Demon Gong", opened the first pulse, and could only face the Panlong Faintly.

If it is really fighting, the outcome is really hard to say.

suddenly.

Tang Yimo was taken aback for a moment, and he sensed that the water under his feet was rolling.

There seems to be a big horror brewing in Daze.

"Retreat!"

Tang Yimo was shocked, but he saw that the pan dragon had quickly penetrated under Daze, and the whole Daze boiled, and the mud was flying.

Running out of Daze, Tang Yimo stared at Daze.

However, a huge vortex appeared in Daze. In the vortex, there was actually a white aura mask like a "egg shell" generally suspended, and there was a slight pressure to release it.

"Xianyuan..."

Tang Yimo murmured.

The southern army was also stunned.

Tang Xiansheng turned and dismounted and came to Tang Yimo's side.

"One ink, what happened?"

He has not been to Wolongling's secret realm, so it is unclear what the situation is at the moment.

"There is a fairy edge in the dragon-raising land. This is the appearance of the fairy edge."

Tang Yimo said.

"Xianyuan?! Is it dangerous?"

Tang Xiansheng's eyes flicked and asked.

Tang Yimo glanced at him and said indifferently: "It's dangerous."

...

Dongyan River, Mirage Dragon-raising land.

The West County Army is stationed outside the river, and they are watching the big river obscured by the misty and colorful mist.

In the mist, the overlord's figure loomed.

Suddenly, on the top of Dongyan River, the clouds changed.

The river water rolled up a whirlpool vortex, and a white energy mask resembling an "egg shell" suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The overlord roared, and the color mist was dispersed, and the roar shattered the mirage like a mirage.

"Land of Immortals!"

"Lu Pingan said that the immortal margin in the dragon-raising land contains the practice method of body hiding in the territory...I will get it!"

The low and confident voice of the overlord permeated the entire Dongyan River.

...

Dongyang County, the Rift Valley.

Chilong raises dragons.

The corpses covered the ground with a burning smell.

Dongyang County has suffered a lot in this valley of fissures. The red long snake-like firefly, wherever it passes, the high temperature melts the rocks.

Ordinary people cannot even get close, and they will be burned into coke.

The guru warrior may be able to approach, but once approached, he will be blown to death by the fire jiao.

Faintly, the Dongyang County Taishou saw a white eggshell in the Rift Valley.

It is a fairy edge similar to Wolongling's secret realm.

but……

No one can enter the valley of fissures.

They can only watch.

The most painful thing in the world is that the fairy edge appears in front of you, but it has no ability to explore.

...

Tiandang Mountain, pick Xingfeng.

Yunlong raises dragons.

The appearance of the vision attracted the attention of the entire Taoist sect. On the bluestone platform of Xingfeng Peak, a Taoist raised his head.

There was a look of excitement in his eyes.

An old Taoist came slowly, staring at the white "eggshell" among the clouds.

"Three years old, you have a relationship with the dragon in this dragon-raising place. This time, you must take a good grasp of the fairy..."

"Unfortunately, Sansi has never returned. He has been to the secret realm of Wolongling to explore the immortal edge, which will certainly be easier."

Taoist said.

"Call me Mochou, don't call me three years old."

Taoist said indifferently.

She lifted her head, but saw a translucent creature that seemed to be condensing in the clouds, and looked at her.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, terrace on the second floor.

There was no one in the pavilion except Lu Fan.

The red dots on the chessboard are constantly changing.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, and the wheelchair turned automatically. When he came to the sandalwood table, he squeezed the green plum leisurely and put it in the warm liquor, and cooked it until it gave out a sour aroma. Carefully scooped out a spoon.

Without putting the liquor into the glass, Lu Fan took a bamboo spoon and took a sip.

Satisfied smiled.

Afterwards, the wheelchair moved automatically, holding the bamboo tube, and came to the Lingya chessboard.

Lu Fan looked at the dense red dots and reflected eight spiritual pressure barriers.

The index finger and middle finger enter the chess box, sandwiching a black spot.

He slowly lifted it and landed on the chessboard.

Clap.

The clear voice seemed to ring throughout the world.

Falling moment.

Lu Fan's soul strength suddenly fluctuated...

Spread like a ripple in the world.

...

In front of the major breeding grounds.

Suddenly, the terrifying spiritual pressure was released, and many people were overwhelmed and thrilled by the oppression.

The originally hidden Jiaolong came out one after another.

Each end is wrapped with a white eggshell, and each has its own unique Dragon Yin.

Eight dragons roared together, and the roar shattered the "eggshell" behind them.

The eggshell is like a bubble in the sun, broken by "Bao".

next moment……

Behind the eggshell, there is a magnificent and distant, "Dragon Gate" engraved with the dragon pattern.

Eight Dragon Yin, Dragon Gate now!

Mysterious Realm of Raising Dragon Land...

open!