Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan did have a headache.

Dragon's blood pill is a good thing, can be regarded as an excellent foundation medicine, a foundational pill.

It can make the body melt dragon blood and gain extremely strong power.

If it can stimulate the power of dragon blood in the body, the power of the flesh can explode several times.

As for Dragon Blood Pill, Lu Fan actually has arrangements in mind.

Ready to be used to enhance the strength of North Los Angeles.

Today, the whole world actually knows Beiluocheng, but the overwhelming reason is Bai Yujing.

Everyone knows that Baiyujing is extremely strong, and Beiluocheng is not afraid. Without Baiyujing, Beiluocheng is simply a city that can be broken at any time.

Therefore, Lu Fan felt the need to increase the strength of Beiluo City.

Bai Yujing cannot shoot anything.

Like the last battle of Emperor Jing Street.

It is entirely Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao who are working.

The Beiluo Five Hundred Iron Rides are all about running with them.

Bai Yujing shot everything, but it did not meet Lu Fan's original intention.

Moreover, Bai Yujing is located in Beiluo City. The stronger the strength of Beiluo City, the more mysterious Bai Yujing will be.

"Dragon blood... The only dragon species that can be grown into a dragon now is to use the dragon blood to make alchemy, which is too extravagant."

"The other dragons haven't grown into dragons, but... Although they can't be called dragon blood, they are refined into pill, and the effect is just in line with the body strength of ordinary people."

Lu Fan leaned on the new wheelchair.

A wheelchair composed of a thousand silver blades was Lufan's first spiritual tool.

The grade is not low, a thousand blades of the lower grades of the yellow scale constitute the wheelchair of the upper grades of the yellow scale.

Lu Fan took a low-key name, Thousand Blades Chair.

Lu Fan's palm lightly flicked on the wheelchair handle. The wheelchair handle was suddenly placed like a lotus flower, and the silver sword blade radiated a cold edge.

"Candle dragon blood is too extravagant, then replace it with ordinary dragon blood."

Lu Fan thought while playing with wheelchair guards.

Since you want to take the dragon's blood, you naturally have to choose the one that looks the least pleasing...

Lu Fanmo held the handle, and then the eight dragons flashed in his mind.

In the end... it was fixed on the black dragon.

"Well, it's you."

"Anyway, you love meat and blood."

Lu Fan muttered.

Emperor jing.

The lazy black Jiao lying on the Dragon Gate suddenly stood up in scales, his eyes widened, a sense of panic, and began to diffuse from the tail, immediately covering the whole body.

The wheelchair walked slowly, leaning on the railing, Lu Fan looked into the vortex of Beiluo Lake.

A line of sight.

Looking through the barrier of the Dragon Gate, I saw the battle situation in the secret area of ​​the Dragon Gate.

Jing Yue mixed with the Beiluo Army sent by Lu Changkong and fought against the terracotta warriors, absorbing a ray of aura.

He is very satisfied with this situation and feels that his life has reached its peak.

A sword smashed the head of a terracotta warrior.

Jing Yue fell to the ground, carefully pulled out a Qi Qi Dan from his arms, licked and reluctantly stuffed back.

"It's a little sweet, Ni Yatou this pot of pan, there is too much sugar in it, she must be warned that she needs a pandan."

Jing Yue licked his lips, then rushed out again.

He didn't need to escape. With the experienced Beiluo Army, why should Jing Yue escape?

Don't counsel, just do it, whoever runs away is the grandson!

Chain Bridge.

The repressive and terrifying breath is pervading.

Countless sword lights are vertical and horizontal, as if like a column rainstorm, almost every area of ​​the iron bridge is blocked.

Ning Zhao gritted her teeth, she was stained with blood, and she was covered with sword scars.

She gritted her teeth and kept resisting the attack of two purple smoke gathering figures.

She fought very hard. On several occasions, Ziyan men and women's swords almost crossed her neck.

This battle is really going to die.

The secret realm is not a place to play, where life and death are commonplace.

Even the Beiluo Army, some people came in alive and were carried out when they died.

Ning Zhao did not relax, because relaxation is death.

The son let her come to the secret realm,

Although the son is getting stronger and stronger, Ning Zhao still wants to stop all the troubles for the son.

And to do this, she needs great strength.

The son said that her talent is not high, so she must seize the time to break into the body Tibetan, and even the son even gave her the ancient gas refining master Ning Dan obtained in the secret realm of Wolongling.

She didn't want to let her son down.

Ding Ding Ding!

The cicada winged sword crossed, and countless auras thinned, pushing Ziyan men and women back.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ning Zhao stood up firmly, turned into a white shadow again, and rushed out.

Upstairs.

Lu Fan looked quietly, and he was very clear about Ning Zhao's persistence.

Ning Zhao is stubborn and has been catching up with him, although she knows that she can't catch up, but she didn't give up.

Mortal people can also be immortal.

What's more, Ning Zhao started much better than ordinary mortals.

Lu Fanduan sat on the silver-white Thousand Blades chair, as if there was ice and snow turning under him.

He left the Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion and appeared on the island.

In the distance, Ni Yu, who was pursing his elixir of panacea, was shocked, did the son actually go downstairs?

She hurriedly wiped her face, so she was going to run over.

however……

Lu Fan waved his hand gently, but Ni Yu fell back to the black pot.

"You continue to practice alchemy."

Lu Fan's faint voice haunted Ni Yu's ear.

Lu Dongxuan and Lu Mu were making tea, and they saw Lu Fan hurried to stand up.

"Son."

Lu Fan nodded slightly towards them.

Mingyue, who was standing on the side holding the pipa, looked a little nervous and curious.

This handsome young man sitting in a wheelchair with extreme coquettishness is the rumored mystery of the outside world, the singular temperament that kills people without saying a word?

It seems to be very kind, get along well?

"Ok?"

Lu Fan also saw Mingyue, and seemed to feel that the girl was somewhat familiar.

"Mingyue, I haven't come to see your son before." Lv Dongxuan quickly waved towards Mingyue, the girl hugged the pipa and hurriedly ran over.

"People...People..."

Ming Yue's green face was a bit cramped.

Young Master Luluo, that's a fairy-like figure.

Mingyue... Mingsang...

Lu Fanmei raised it, did the sisters spend it?

Lu Fan nodded slightly, had seen this girl.

Lu Dongxuan smiled all over his face, and the big golden chain on his neck shone in the sunset.

"Young Master, what do you think of Mingyue? Can you have the talent to practice? Can you practice with Master?"

Lu Dongxuan rubbed his hands.

Lu Fan waved his hand.

"When you let her play the pipa on the island, when will you be able to integrate the aura into the pipa sound, then talk about it."

Lu Fan said lightly.

The wheelchair is automatic, but it is away from the secret of Wangbei Luohu.

Lu Dongxuan took a breath.

Incorporate Reiki into the sound of pipa, how...

Mingyue looked at the disappearing back of Landing Fan, clenched her teeth, hugged the pipa, and ran to the bluestone stairs and began to play.

Lu Fan came to Beiluo Lake.

The Thousand Blade Chair began to change, and the blade became like a sleigh bottom, slowly sliding into the secret realm of the Dragon Gate.

ashore.

Lv Dongxuan and Lv Mu were shocked to look at each other.

Lord Lu Shao actually entered the secret realm, is this a departure from the island?

This will also be the first time they saw Lord Lu coming out of the island!

What makes them even more curious is, what does Master Lu Shao want to enter the secret realm?

...

What Lu Fan wants to do when he enters the secret realm.

Lu Dongxuan and Lu Mu could not have guessed right.

When Lu Fan entered the Longmen secret realm in a wheelchair.

The bloody secret territory suddenly fell silent.

The silver-white wheelchair is shining and irritating, Lu Fan's white clothes Sheng Xue, supporting the chin with one hand and lightly tapping on the thin wool blanket on the legs with one hand.

Eyes swept slightly.

The terracotta warriors fighting against the North Luo Army froze.

Luo Cheng was stained with blood, panting heavily, seeing Lu Fan enter the secret realm, slightly dazed.

Jing Yue was also shocked.

It's a long day, the otaku boy has come to the secret realm?!

As soon as Lu Fan appeared, everyone's movements stopped. The soldiers in Beiluo were a little fanatical. They stared at Fan, with awe and admiration.

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

Afterwards, the finger gently rubbed against the wheelchair handle.

Raise your hand and push forward like a fiddle.

Qiang!

The sharp voice exploded in everyone's ears.

At the next moment, a ray of silver rushed out of the wheelchair guard.

It was like a white strip in the waves, sweeping through all the earthen soldiers.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

All the terracotta warriors burst.

It turned into a strong aura and submerged in the body of the nearest soldier.

Yinmang galloped back onto the wheelchair handle and embedded it.

Many soldiers were ecstatic.

Is this a reward for the travel of the son?!

The soldiers knelt on one knee, showing enthusiasm and excitement.

"Thank you young master!"

Lu Fan said nothing.

Supporting the chin with one hand, the wheelchair slowly moved forward.

Entering the chain bridge, it blurred the back.

Jing Yue's body was trembling, and the son... became more and more unfathomable. The silver blade, even if he fled hundreds of miles ahead of time, would instantly cut his head!

However, Jing Yue also had a doubt in his mind.

The son enters the secret realm...what to do?

Lu Fan did not disturb the fight between Ning Zhaohe and Zi Yan.

Enter the Chain Bridge.

Ning Zhaohe and Ziyan men and women seemed not to see him at all.

Lu Fan walked slowly, surrounded by the madness and blood of the battle between Zi Zhao and Zi Yan.

And Lu Fan, the sideburns fluttering slowly, and Sheng Xue in white, as if traveling in a wheelchair.

Soon, he crossed the chain bridge and went to the floating island.

Lu Fan still did not stop, continued to follow the iron rope, and boarded the palace in the center of Bamen.

Eight chains converged in this palace in eight directions.

Lu Fan sat on the Thousand Blades Chair and appeared on the white jade platform of the palace.

The moment he boarded the palace.

There was a strong breath in the palace.

That was the sleeping master in the central palace.

Lu Fan was indifferent to this impetuous breath, his long fingers lightly lit on the wheelchair handle.

The clear voice haunted the whole palace.

The stubborn breath stiffened, and then quickly disappeared.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, glanced at the eight iron ropes, and found the iron rope in the imperial realm of the imperial capital.

He came to the chain in a wheelchair.

Looking down at Tie Suo, faintly see the Dragon Gate at the other end of the Tie Suo.

"Um... that's the way."

Lu Fan took a corner.

The wheelchair immediately floated on the rope, crossed the rope bridge, and boarded the imperial dragon gate secret realm.

In the secret.

The old eunuch is dealing with a terracotta warrior.

Suddenly.

The old eunuch glanced at a white figure in Shengxue's wheelchair.

At this glance, the body of the eunuch suddenly froze...

Oh my God?!

Young Lord Luluo?!

How did he appear here?!

I saw that Lu Fan, who was sitting in a silver-white wheelchair, swept forward gently like a fiddle.

Several white blades were swept out.

A white blade came first, and the other white blades converged into a silver bowl. Afterwards, it turned into a silver awn and passed by.

In a moment.

Yinmang drove home.

A silver bowl full of swaying red blood hung in front of Lu Fan.

Lu Fan nodded with satisfaction, then turned the wheelchair, glanced at the old eunuch, then Lu Fan got on the cable bridge, and his figure gradually disappeared.

At that glance, the familiar sense of oppression.

The legs that made the eunuch frightened softened and sat on the ground.

PS: I coded the two chapters and sent them together.

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