Building The Ultimate Fantasy

With a palm of breath, it seemed to cover the sky and the clouds, spanning a distance of tens of miles, and photographed towards the black robe.

This shocked the black robe.

"Spirituality?!"

The appearance of the black robe barbarian changed greatly. He never thought that this North Luolu Ping An actually had spiritual consciousness. With the spiritual consciousness, he determined his position along the aura and shot a palm across the sky.

This kind of means, even the peak of foundation building, can't be done, only the old monster in Jindan period can do it!

In other words, this Master Lu may have already cultivated the Jindan old monster!

The black robe's face shuddered, if his real body was here, he might still be able to fight, but it was just a ray of spiritual knowledge incarnation... fight a fart!

boom!

The black robe no longer hides and rises from the ground.

The ground exploded abruptly, and a deep hole with a diameter of ten meters was exploded.

And his figure turned into a black shadow and shot toward the distance.

"This world is a big hoax!"

There was cold sweat dripping from the forehead of the black robe, the low martial world... The practitioners who appeared in the foundation were already very rare.

However, in this world, there is an old monster of Jindan Realm that has gathered spiritual consciousness!

How does he fight?

"I thought I met a low-martial world, and I wanted to devour the origin of the plane, so that my world could rise... Now, don't think about anything!"

The black robe is very terrified. He always feels that he appears in this strange low-martial world, like he is involved in a terrifying hoax.

He just wanted to escape now, his speed exploded to the extreme.

The barbarian's body could not bear the force and began to explode.

however.

The big palm of Natian was still chasing after him.

The black robe can't get rid of it.

Accompanied by the piercing sound of the phoenix, a blaze of fire swept across the sky from the horizon, and the next moment, it fell sharply and stopped in front of him.

Countless flames sprayed out.

A rolling heat wave formed.

"Spirit?!"

The black robe screamed out loud.

Feeling the terrible burning sensation, the black robe was shocked in his heart, because this was not just a spiritual weapon, but a spiritual weapon with a rank that he could not judge!

Low martial arts?

He believed the evil and thought it was a low weapon!

There is no escape.

The black robe turned around, pinched the orchid in his hand, and there was a golden glow between his eyebrows. At the next moment, his hands knotted, and he slammed into the sky.

Want to hold up the shocking palm.

Countless auras rushed to the sky and collided with the palm.

However, these auras are practised as if the water droplets have flowed into the river and cannot be swallowed by any waves.

boom!

Slap photographed.

The horrible loud noise swayed on the ground, causing countless people to beat slightly.

Beiluo City seemed to feel the terrible shock coming from the ground, like a terrible collapse.

On the tower, the defenders of Beiluo City looked at the plain far away with horror and horror.

there……

Smoke and dust rose up.

A huge depression emerged in the plain.

"Ok... so scary!"

"Is the fairy fighting?"

There were many pawns with panic in their eyes.

If such an attack falls on the walls of Beiluo City, I am afraid that the walls will collapse in an instant.

Which city wall in the world can resist this kind of attack?

The smoke drifted away.

On the plain ground.

A huge palm-shaped pit appeared.

Inside the deep pit, a corpse knelt down there, intact, with horror on his face that had never dispersed.

only……

The vitality of the corpse has long disappeared.

Fengling sword floated in the void, floating quietly, like a red flame.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Only the sound of flying sand and rocks was left.

Beiluo.

Lake Heart Island.

Lu Fan leaned back on the wheelchair, and Silverblade returned, turning into a hand guard.

Xie Yunling fell to the ground and his face was pale. It was a sequelae of being treated as a puppet, as if his body had been hollowed out.

The male loser helped him and pinched him.

Lu Fan rubbed his gauntlets with his fingers lightly on it.

"I still want to escape?"

The corner of Lu Fan's mouth picked up slightly.

The lines beating in the eyes, deep like a galaxy in the sky.

Lu Fan thought.

The palm fell and caught a piece from the chess box.

Gently fall.

Clap.

The wind fell suddenly on the chessboard.

Above the plain.

Faintly, there was an invisible pressure, and the plain shook.

The ground cracked, and a gleam of golden light was hidden in the ground, but at the moment it was like a panicked fish, rushing out frantically, escaping quickly.

however.

But he was bound by an invisible prisoner, no matter how he escaped, he could not escape.

On the pavilion, Lu Fan reached out his hand and hooked his finger gently.

The Fengling sword suspended in the air moved.

Passing through the void, there was a sonic boom.

The tip of the sword pierced the golden mantle, and wrapped around the golden mantle and hurried towards the city of Beiluo.

Jinmang gradually turned into a twisted face.

It was a handsome face like a stunner, with fear, with unwillingness, with struggle.

He crossed the sky above Beiluo City and screamed with exhaustion.

The dense fog cleared.

quickly……

The fiery red Fengling sword floated quietly over Beiluo Lake.

The lake water separated slightly to both sides.

Luo Yue was still standing on the wooden boat. What happened just now was so fast that he didn't respond at all.

And when he reacted, things were over.

That Xie Yunling fainted.

A fiery red sword floated in the air, wrapped with a touch of golden awn.

"Spiritual knowledge?"

Lu Fan looked at the touch of gold.

Feng Lingjian flew back quietly, landed on a wheelchair guard, and became plain.

Lu Fan looked at the golden mang, revealing his curiosity. This was the first time he encountered spiritual knowledge besides him.

With a finger hook, Jinmang was arrested and floated to the second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

On the island, everyone is very curious.

In the end what happened?

What is that golden mang?

"Okay, why should we go?"

Lu Fan's words fluttered and resounded in everyone's ears, dispelling their curiosity.

Obviously, Lu Fan didn't intend to tell them what that golden mountain was.

In short, at their level they are not yet qualified to reach that golden man.

Gong Shuyu pinched Xie Yunling for a while and found that he didn't wake up, so he released his hand.

However, as soon as he let go, Xie Yunling woke up.

"Barbarian..."

Xie Yunling was flushed and coughing.

"That barbarian hurt Master Lu!"

Xie Yunling said quickly, however, he found that he was already in the heart of Beiluo Lake, and what he had to say in his mouth froze, and he couldn't speak again.

Gong Shuyu patted Xie Yunling's shoulder and said he was treated as a puppet again.

The second floor of the pavilion.

Lu Fan leaned on a wheelchair, and the wind on the lake blew his hair.

Looked calmly at the ray of golden light floating in front of him.

One hand gently stroked on the thin wool blanket covering the thighs, the other hand reached out and pinched the strand of golden awns.

...

Lu Changkong did not continue to practice.

He and Luo Yue left Huxin Island by boat and returned to Beiluo City.

The entire Beiluo city was caught in the discussion of the big palm of the sky before. The big palm was like a fairy's means, causing the mortal people's excited face to blush.

"Go outside the city and see what happened."

Lu Changkong Shen Ningdao.

Someone was going to kill his son, and he controlled the existence of a child by trickery.

It can be said that this is the strongest enemy encountered by Lu Changkong.

Although this enemy has been easily exterminated by Lu Fan, Lu Changkong is still afraid of it.

"Hello!"

Luo Yue is extremely self-blaming because he took the possessed Xie Yunling to Beiluo Lake.

The gate was wide open.

Luo Yue drove out, and the sound of the horseshoe burst.

Soon, he came to the vast pit.

But I saw that the big pit was sunken, like a palm, very terrifying.

The shock in Luo Yue's heart gave him a deeper estimate of the young master's strength.

That is... a hundred of them are not opponents of the young master.

Depressing the shock in his heart, Luo Yue saw a figure kneeling in the center of the deep pit.

He leaped off the horse, pulled out his shoulder knife, and ran to the figure quickly.

But I saw the figure kneeling down, mouth wide open, and the body was cracked, but there was no blood flowing out. It was shot in the horror palm of the young master, and it did not break into a pool of mud, showing how terrible the young master's control of power... …

Luo Yue added one hundred silently in his mind, and two hundred were not opponents of the young master.

Exhaling a repressed breath, Luo Yue began to look at the corpse in front of him, a dead body that had been dead for several days.

Luo Yue was shocked, inexplicably a little frightened.

How many days after his death can he appear in Beiluo?

"Barbarian?!"

Luo Yue took a deep breath.

It was actually a barbarian. Wuhu once invaded the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was a period when the people did not talk about life.

But now, there are barbarians appearing in the land of Da Zhou.

Luo Yue clenched his fists, he picked up the barbarian's body, turned over and hurried away to the city.

In the city.

Lu Changkong looked at the barbarian's body with no expression on his face.

"Barbarian... It seems that Nanjun is responsible for resisting. Why did this barbarian appear here?"

Lu Changkong's tone was a little cold.

The knife in his hand was tumbling on the barbarian's body, but he found a wooden sign carved with a fierce and vicious pattern.

Grabbing the token, Lu Changkong exhaled slowly.

"Five Hu Nai is an external aggression of my great Zhou Dynasty, and the once living creatures are charred."

"Yesterday, Fan Er refused, and today a barbarian attacked..."

"What does Tang Xiansheng want to do?"

Lu Changkong's voice was a bit cold and angry.

"Preparing horses, calling three hundred iron rides, entering Beijing!"

Lu Changkong.

Luo Yue's gaze narrowed, and he bowed his hand, "Hey!"

Whether Lu Changkong was Tang Xiansheng's pot or not, the barbarian appeared in Beiluocheng. This pot had Tang Xiansheng's back.

This day.

The gate of Beiluocheng opened.

On the bluestone slab, the horseshoe fell.

The sound is like thunder.

Lu Changkong, wearing a Confucian shirt, drove three hundred iron rides, and headed towards Dijing.

The spies heard the news and immediately spread the news.

...

Emperor jing.

The moment Yuwenxiu in the Yushu room got the news again, his face suddenly changed.

Slap it hard on the table!

"The barbarian appeared outside Beiluo City?!"

"Is Tang Xiansheng an idiot?!"

Yu Wenxiu scolded directly, and the old eunuch beside him bowed down, too.

There are many Taishou divisions in Dazhou, in order to protect Dazhou’s land from the chaos.

Nowadays, the Nanman barbarians under the jurisdiction of Nanjun actually appear inland in Dazhou.

This is such a ridiculous thing.

Even if Tang Xiansheng didn't know about it, he was blamed on him as a guard.

"Moreover, it is not good where this barbarian appeared, but it appeared in Beiluocheng... Lu Changkong is now riding the three hundred iron into Beijing, which is equivalent to asking for sin! Asking sin! Do you know?!"

Yu Wenxiu was furious.

"I just promised to let Jiang Li lead the 100,000 troops of the South County to cut down the North County, and now... such a thing happened!"

"Old things, call Tang Xiansheng immediately!"

The old eunuch acted, and soon left to go to the box.

...

Today, Emperor Jing, the storm is surging.

Jiang Li got Yu Wenxiu's emperor's order, and led the 500 soldiers out of Dijing in the battle robe and rushed to the station of the South Army.

Tang Xiansheng's army of the South County has gone north.

Jiang Li left Dijing.

But there is another iron-blooded teacher, who stepped on the long yellow sand from outside the emperor Jing.

When the people in Emperor Jingzhong saw this iron-blooded master, they were all silent, and they dared not even speak.

At first, the blood was washed by Di Jing's Beiluo Tieqi!

Again!

The people are okay, and many officials almost feel that their necks are cold for a while, and the atmosphere does not dare to show up.

Lu Changkong, dressed in a Confucian shirt, looks indifferent, and steers his horse on Dijing Street.

Soon arrived in the Imperial City.

Lu Changkong took Luo Yue, and Luo Yue dragged the barbarian's body with a knife and went straight to Dijing.

Zijin Palace.

Yu Wenxiu sat in a high position.

Tang Xiansheng stood beside him.

The atmosphere in the hall was slightly dignified. Outside the hall, the old eunuch came up and down quickly.

"His Majesty……"

"I asked you to invite the national teacher, how?" Yu Wenxiu asked quickly.

"The National Teacher will not come and say...this matter, it doesn't matter."

The old eunuch said.

Yu Wenxiu leaned on the chair, pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Tang Xiansheng beside him, but found this old thing, and he was sleepy again.

He is now standing with Tang Xiansheng on the unified front, and seeing Tang Xiansheng look like this, he suddenly loses his breath.

He wanted the national teacher to be a peacemaker, but the national teacher did not want to blend in at all.

"Lord City Lord Seeks!"

Outside the Zijin Palace, a little eunuch shouted loudly.

"Xuan."

Yu Wenxiu sighed.

But outside the Zijin Palace.

Lu Changkong sat down on the Confucian shirt and entered the hall with a cold face.

Luo Yue dragged a corpse with one hand and a knife, stepping into the Zijin Palace step by step.

Above the main hall, the hundred officials were awe-inspiring, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

High position.

Yu Wenxiu narrowed his eyes and stared at the corpse.

Tang Xiansheng seemed to finally wake up, opened his sorrowful eyes, and glanced at the barbarian corpse in Luo Yue's hand.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help.

This pot...really wrong.

However, if this matter is not handled properly, Tang Xiansheng will be in big trouble.

After Lu Changkong arched his hand towards Yu Wenxiu, his eyes fell on Tang Xiansheng.

Luo Yue threw the barbarian's body, threw it on the ground, hit the hall, and made a noise.

Baiguan burst into an uproar.

"Tang Xiansheng, this barbarian has passed through the area under your jurisdiction, and is still assassinating me with trickery outside Beiluo City..."

"You... have something to say?"

Lu Changkong's voice was cold, but he was not in a hurry.

The palace of Zijin Palace was completely silent.

Everyone present took a breath.

This barbarian not only appeared in Beiluo City, but also assassinated Beiluolu Pingan?

Many people's faces suddenly become weird and playful.

Tang Xiansheng's visit to Lu Ping'an was refused the day before.

The next day, Lu Pingan was assassinated.

Tang Xiansheng, this is the yellow mud off the crotch... very embarrassing.

Tang Xiansheng didn't speak, but just stared at the barbarian's body.

Tang Yimo, who was standing behind Tang Xiansheng, frowned slightly.

Tang Xiansheng's face shook slightly.

After a long time, he took a step.

He looked up and smiled slightly at the landing sky.

"Luxury Master, let the barbarians enter, it was my Tang Xiansheng's life! This time, I bear it!"

"The old man kneeled to admit his mistake."

Words fall.

Tang Xiansheng was actually under the eyes of all eyes, and knelt down slowly in front of Lu Changkong.

The moment the knees hit the ground.

The entire hall was completely silent.

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