Building The Ultimate Fantasy

If the battle in the city is a unilateral crush.

The battle outside the city was a fight between evenly matched lions and tigers.

Nie Changqing, above the Taoist Sect, broke his heart and entered the Tibetan body, and Li Sansi, assisted by the candle dragon, suffered inhuman torture and stepped into the Tibetan body.

Both of them are in the Tibetan realm, a state far beyond the realm of the practitioners in the world.

Thus, between the rainstorms, the two's battle broke out without suspense.

Ti Zang Realm is a battle that transcends Qi Dan Realm. Although Nie Changqing and Li Sansi are only new to Ti Zang, they have never refined any of the five internal organs.

But the combat effectiveness is not comparable to the immortality.

The content of Qiqi in Qidan alone is twice as high as when Qidan was at its peak, and the Qi in Qidan surged all over the body, so that the body and strength were fully enhanced.

Li Sansi swept the wooden sword, the rain screen was cut, and a sword gas seemed to turn into a dragon, and went straight to Nie Changqing.

The pig-killing knife in Nie Changqing's hands was spinning at high speed, and the white shirt was in the heavy rain, but it was still able to float like a wind blowing.

The pig-killing knife is like a black lightning bolt.

Li Sansi's wooden sword tapped lightly, and in a flash, the six or seven sword was pointed out.

The point of the sword was on the blade of the pig-killing knife.

However, the giant shock on the pig knife was continuously withdrawn several steps.

Every step of the footsteps splashed three feet of rain.

Li Sansi's eyes narrowed, and the wooden sword stroked on the ground in front of him. The rain suddenly splashed into a sharp arrow.

Reiki spewed out, Li Sansi danced with wooden swords, and the rain under his feet entangled in a circle, drawn into a picture.

Nie Changqing hung a pig-killing knife in front of him.

The body was shocked, the aura spewed out, and began to gather substance in the foreign exchange of the pig.

The original vague image of the pig-killing knife gradually solidified at this moment.

"A sword fish dragon dance."

Li Sansi drank lightly, the robe turned, and a sword was pointed out.

"Royal knife."

Nie Changqing said lightly.

The arm threw forward violently, and the big knife of the pig-killing knife was cut in front of him, like a half-moon cut.

Cut the rain curtain in half.

Li Sansi's body became illusory, as if dancing with a dragon and a dragon.

However, the power of Nie Changqing's royal sword was not reduced at all.

Boom!

Daomang stood at the position where Li Sansi originally stood.

The ground cracked and there were ravines and creeks, and the rain poured into it.

Nie Changqing is unreasonable and after taking advantage, he looks like a tiger and keeps invading.

Waving palms, controlling the knife across the air, smashing raindrops.

The rain slammed on his body and face, shattered, and the mist that shook up was even evaporated by the heat formed by the aura running on Nie Changqing.

Li Sansi wooden sword resisted hard.

He was a little smoked by Nie Changqing.

Nie Changqing's knife, like a black dragon in all directions, rushed continuously.

He can only use wood swords to resist.

The aura in the body seems to be consumed a lot during each collision.

The rainwater around him was separated, Li Sansi's face was beaten pale, and he continued to retreat. The robe was already contaminated with muddy water.

Nie Changqing frowned slightly.

The same is the body possession.

Li Sansi seemed weaker than he thought.

Suddenly.

Nie Changqing, who was blood-battering Li Sansi, and Li Sansi, who was blood-battered, looked up and looked into the city.

There is a faint sound that blasted the entire North Luocheng.

"Just after the rain, the sun is shining, the peach blossoms on the island, Jinger and other times come to an end."

Words fall.

Everyone's body was shocked.

Nie Changqing retracted his knife and raised his head in horror. It was the voice of the son.

Li Sansi panted, fell to the ground, and could not help raising his head to the sky.

The horses in front of the carriage were anxiously hissing.

A sense of oppression that suppressed everyone's breathlessness made everyone's face extremely frightened.

Boom!

Above the sky dome, there was a faint explosion.

As if there is a translucent palm,

The brilliant golden sunlight penetrated the black clouds like lead dust and spread down.

Shining on the earth.

"ended."

Nie Changqing was carrying a pig-killing knife, looking at the smashed lead cloud with a mixed emotion.

The strength of the young man, as always, is unfathomable and terrifying.

This palm made Nie Changqing feel full of panic and frustration.

I thought that after entering the Tibetan realm, you can touch the edge of the strength of the young man, and now it seems... the gap between him and Lu Fan still can't see his head.

As for Li Sansi, he had stared blankly at the sun.

The bright sun shone on his awkward face and body, and his body shivered abruptly.

Indistinctly, he seemed to feel the end of an era.

His battle with Nie Changqing is not necessary to continue.

After all, he was beaten by Li Sansi.

On the wagon in the distance.

Mobei Ke opened the curtain and looked at the golden bright sun that had penetrated the lead cloud. It was like a slowly closed curtain, with the closing time, the most gorgeous congratulations.

Mo Beike's face full of gullies and wrinkles was dazed.

Not only him, but the horse carriage on the other side, the national teacher Kong Xiu also uncovered the curtain and looked at the golden clouds.

They can imagine that at this time in Beiluo City, Xie Yunling and others did not regret it.

Even if they die, at least they have been brilliant and fought.

Almost at the same time, Mobeike and Guoxiu Kong Xiu lowered the curtain.

"Let's go back."

Two voices that seemed to be several years old came from the carriage.

They are still old after all.

"Well."

Mo Mo and Mo Tianyu seem to speak simultaneously.

They also had some regrets on their faces and failed to witness this battle involving the collision of two eras.

However, after today, the era of the hundreds of schools is completely over.

In the new era, the era of Bai Yujing's pedestrians will leap forward, making the whole world noisy and boiling.

The car wheel turned, rolling up the mud on the ground.

One car went east and one car went west.

The two carriages ran in opposite directions, going north to the county and entering Dijing.

Nie Changqing closed his knife and leaned on the carriage of the carriage.

He glanced at Li Sansi stained with mud and nodded slightly.

Zema drove slowly to the gate of North Los Angeles.

It is also time for him to reunite the family.

Holding a wooden sword, Li Sansi stood outside the city.

The beatings of society made him a little out of reach.

Beiluo Lake.

The waves rising from the lake seem to be spreading horrible pressure.

Many martial arts rushing around, scholars and Confucian scholars, all changed their faces. The lake water was like a wild beast, slamming the shore and shocking the waves.

Lu Changkong looks complex.

Luo Yue and Luo Cheng behind were also emotional.

Hundreds of schools...are completely planted in Beiluo City.

From the beginning of the Yin and Yang families, Wei Luan, Beiluo City seems to have become the home of hundreds of families.

Tang Yimo stood on the shore.

He stared at the lake surrounded by thick fog, as if he had seen through the thick fog at a glance and saw the horror on the lake's heart island.

This is the first time Tang Yimo has experienced the taste of despair.

Since he had inherited the immortals and opened his first vein.

He hardly met any opponent.

Except for the terracotta warriors encountered in the secret realm of the Dragon Gate, even the terracotta warriors were fearless and able to cope.

And at this moment.

The coercion from Nahu Island.

Let him not have the courage to resist, across a lake, he can feel the power of coercion.

Even more talk about the coercive releaser.

"Beluo... Master Lu!"

Tang Yimo swallowed.

It turned out that he was so far away.

A carriage came galloping.

Tang Yimo looked back.

I saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a pig-killing knife around his waist. He was cautious from the inside of the carriage and tenderly helped a Dao aunt.

"Ruer, be careful."

Nie Changqing said.

Dao Gu's eyes are fascinated, but he is holding the hair of the white shirt.

The white shirt man carried Dao aunt, came to the shore, found a small boat, and jumped onto the boat.

Tang Yimo stared at the middle-aged man.

Suddenly.

On the lonely boat, the middle-aged man who took hold of the boat looked back and glanced at Tang Yimo.

boom!

Tang Yimo felt that his mind seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer.

The pedaling stepped back several steps in a row.

There was blood stagnation faintly in the chest.

"So strong!"

Tang Yimo was terrified in his heart, but with only one look, he gave him unstoppable fear, as if the pig-killing knife around his waist could cut his head at any time.

"Who is this person...?"

Tang Yimo took a deep breath.

"There is a pig-killing knife on his waist. There is no doubt that this person is the driver of the young master of North Luolu." A Jianghu Wuren said.

Tang Yimo was shocked.

The driver?

Just a driver?

Is a driver so strong?

Tang Yimo's original pride in his heart, at this moment, was smashed apart.

...

Lake Island.

sunny.

The peach blossoms on the peninsula are all open, and the pink petals are like the girl's red cheeks, with shyness and charming.

's aura surged on the lake heart island, making the island's aura more intense.

Chaotianju breathed out aura, and Bihua peach blossoms were also aura.

Two kinds of spiritual plants, fighting for each other.

Lu Fanduan sat on the Thousand Blades Chair, leaning on the railing, the white shirt was hunting, and the temples were flying.

Ning Zhao closed his umbrella and stood quietly.

Lu Fan tapped on the wheelchair guards, and the clear voice lingered across the lake island.

On the island.

Xie Yunling glanced obsessively at the scattered lead clouds and the golden sunlight in the sky.

The sun was spreading on his face, warm and dissipating the moisture brought by the heavy rain.

Jade Saint Huadongliu seems to have entered a magic barrier, watching the landing fanatically.

That amazing sword made him unforgettable at this moment.

"Peach blossoms on the peninsula, my peach blossoms, when they are in full bloom, can form an aura storm, but it is a waste of this precious aura storm gathering time."

Lu Fan said lightly.

The sound fluttered on the island.

Words fall.

Everyone on the island was surprised.

Jingyue sat on the ground, ran the exercises, and absorbed the aura into his body.

Yiyue was also meticulous and immediately entered a state of spiritual practice.

Nie Shuang rushed out, came under the chrysanthemum, and punched a set of punches. During the punch, the small body rolled hotly, and the spirit revolved around the body.

As soon as Xiaofeng crawled out of the gap in the placket of the white and blue bird, he jumped down and bounced on the ground like a ball of fluff.

Afterwards, he spread like crazy and ran wildly on the island.

Reiki scrolled and poured into Xiaofeng's whole body.

White Jade Bird was surprised, and also learned to run "Nine Phoenix Change", there was a faint air flow around her body.

On the lonely boat, Lu Dongxuan lying down on his back did not pretend to be dead, so he quickly got up and absorbed the aura.

Xie Yunling's eyes were startled, and he began to absorb Aura madly.

The East China Liuhe Public Loser Class did not have any practice method, and they did not understand the absorption of Reiki.

Reiki nourishes them, and naturally brings some unusual changes.

Above the pavilion.

Lu Fan looked at Ning Zhao around him: "Go, although you have entered the body, you must not miss this opportunity."

"The aura storm that broke out on the peninsula peach blossoms is very precious, and I don't know when it will be next time."

Ning Zhao's eyes fluctuated.

The red lips lifted slightly and bowed towards the landing.

"Well."

After that, the white skirt fluttered, and Ning Zhao turned back downstairs.

Sitting cross-legged to absorb the reiki.

On the second floor of the pavilion, only Lu Fan was left.

He leaned against the Thousand Blades chair, his palm resting on the handle of the Fengling sword, gently rubbing.

Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion on the stone ladder.

The sound of the pipa was like a torrential rain, and the big beads fell into the jade plate, adding a little rush and free and easy.

Mingyue squeezed her red lips, holding the pipa in one hand, and gently twisted the elbow on the string in the other hand. She watched the battle between the hundreds of families and Lu Fan and realized that she was secretly taking advantage of the Aura Storm. Seems to attract Reiki.

The sound of the pipa also became more and more inspiring, and it seemed that the smell of blood was mobilized.

Lu Mu did not practice spiritual storms like everyone else.

He took out the paper and pen, patted his chest, and coughed up blood.

Blood stained ink, writing copy.

"Overcast, Beiluo, Huxin Island.

The four schools of Taoism, sword faction, organist, and celestial master challenged Lu Yuping, the master of Bai Yujing, to defeat.

Lu Ping thought of the peach blossoms and opened the peninsula, only shaking the sky with his hands.

To commemorate the end of the hundreds of families, sigh the changes of the times."

Lu Mu was excited and excited about wiping the blood from his mouth.

The dead wood hands were shaking and stuffing secret messages into the pigeons.

"Goo".

The celestial pigeon spreads its wings, shakes down the white feathers, wrapped in aura, and turns into white light.

When Lu Mu was flying the pigeons.

Lu Fan, leaning on a wheelchair, squinted slowly.

In front of him, a long-awaited system prompt text finally popped up.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the branch mission..."

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