Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Outside Emperor Wudi.

A battle also broke out.

Nie Changqing ran fast, and the dragon in his hand chopped out one after another. The golden sword awns, wrapped in the sword, seemed to melt the snow all over the ground.

Nie Changqing felt great pressure, and the pressure of walking on the wire, if not paying attention, would fall into the abyss.

In front of him, the disciple of Wudi City, Jin Dan turned six times, and his strength was too strong.

Regardless of speed, strength, and combat strength, they crushed him.

The only thing Nie Changqing can rely on is Dao Yi, and the powerful blood of Kai Tiansuo.

This disciple of Jin Dan's Six Turns is called Ye Qianxun, and he looked at Nie Changqing with great interest. The aura of Jin Dan's six turns was more than six times that of ordinary Jin Dan's turn, and his explosive power was also more than six times.

Nie Changqing confronted him like a child waving a weapon like an adult.

Although it is lethal, it is not strong.

"Does this sword kill the dragon?"

"A really good knife."

Ye Qianxun said.

The two fought outside the city, and the snow on the ground shook and shook.

Some of the dead trees were chopped by the escaping blade gas to make the blade difficult to remove.

Nie Changqing has a lot of fighting experience. He can have the strength he has today, and he also fought out step by step.

He knew that if he continued to consume, he would definitely lose.

After all, the aura content of Liu Zhuan Jin Dan is much higher than him.

Nie Changqing's eyes narrowed.

Four pieces of Fulu fell into his hands, and with a sense of spirit, they pulled Fulu.

This Fulu was given to him by Xie Yunling of the Dao Pavilion, and it was a powerful method for Xie Yunling to compress Daoism in Fulu.

Corresponding to the attribute aura, it can explode not weak power.

Before in the escape,Xie Yunling used one, but now there are four left.

boom!

Four Fulu urged.

Taoism becomes natural.

There are firelight, earth color, golden awn, wood green...

The four attribute colors erupted around Nie Changqing's body, turning into four attribute monsters.

Nie Changqing's body was leaning forward, approaching that leaf Chihiro quickly.

Ye Qianxun saw this scene, his eyes deepened.

However, Nie Changqing rushed towards him first.

A small metal bead was pulled out of his arms.

Nie Changqing threw out metal beads, and the round beads bloomed in the air, turning into a fluttering glamorous pear flower, which seemed to reflect the bright brilliance.

"what is this?!"

Ye Qianxun was shocked.

He faintly felt a threat from this pear flower.

"Magic weapon?!"

"Why do you have so many magic instruments!"

Ye Qianxun took a deep breath.

He was suspended, and a golden glow burst out from the whole body, faintly, with a shield formed by the rotation of the aura, rotating outside his body.

Nie Changqing is indifferent.

"This is... the rainstorm pear flower, the most hidden weapon!"

When the words fell, Nie Changqing directly punched, and the blood on his fist roared.

Smashing on the aura shield, Nie Changqing's fist suddenly became flesh and blood, and the aura shield rotating at high speed was also blocked!

In the air, a violent wave spread.

A violent heat wave burst out, and the snow on the ground was melted into snow water under this heat wave.

The pear blossoms spun delicately, but the delicate silver needles were red, which were burned by the fire, and were thrown out of the pear blossoms as if it was a pouring rain.

Ye Qianxun's foot hit the ground and stepped the ground out of the depression. He wanted to retreat, but it was slow.

The falling rainstorm pear blossoms almost enveloped the entire area, completely without dead ends.

Even Nie Changqing is wrapped in it.

Poo poo!

That is the sound of the silver needle into the meat.

There are also four beasts formed by the impact of monsters.

White snow faded away, and the rest was covered with silver needles.

Ye Qianxun's back was covered with needles, and each needle pierced his flesh.

However, he was not dead.

He stood up, the aura was running, and the silver needle stuck in his body fell.

"Storm Pear..."

"It's really a magic weapon."

Ye Qianxun was very emotional. He looked in the direction of Nie Changqing's disappearance.

What is behind the Void Gate?

Ye Qianxun became more and more curious.

He did not continue to chase, and then took a step back, and went to the direction of Wudi City. During the battle, he just felt the terrible fluctuations sent by Wudi City, even if it was so far outside Wudi City.

I'm afraid something has changed.

After a dead tree.

Nie Changqing leaned back, her eyelashes twitched slightly, everything around was very quiet, only the sound of Bai Xue falling to the ground.

One of his palms was bloody and flesh-blowing, and there was still blood flowing gurglingly, and his back was also bloody and flesh-smelling.

"It's a predecessor who lost the game and dared to challenge the existence of the son with a mortal body... This'storm rain pear flower' is really strong."

"However, the penetrating power is still a bit worse, and I have to react to the loser before going back.

Nie Changqing gently coughed up blood.

He laughed in a low voice, at least, he survived.

Six-turn Jindan, very strong.

Five revolutions can impact the Jindan realm, and six revolutions belong to the kind of existence that breaks the shackles.

The snow is cold, but Nie Changqing's heart is hot.

Grabbing the dragon and reaching the ground, he slowly rose.

suddenly.

Nie Changqing felt a stiff body, a cold meaning, instantly spreading all over his body.

far away.

Between blizzards.

A figure walked out slowly, and the falling snow all twisted around his body.

The terrible breath, the terrible pressure, let Nie Changqing even have the power to flick a finger!

What Nie Changqing could hear was only his panting ears.

"Amitabha."

The sound of chanting sounded.

Nie Changqing finally saw the figure, a bald monk, wearing shabby clothes, bare feet, and beads on the neck, each of which was the size of a fist.

"Poor monk, bitter Buddha temple, Yuan Shang... have seen the donor."

The monk stood with a single palm in front of him and bowed slightly towards Nie Changqing.

Strong!

Extremely powerful!

Nie Changqing dripped sweat beads on his forehead.

The pressure given by the Buddhist monk in front of him was so powerful that he was horrified.

Even better than the Yuan Ying Realm he met before!

Nie Changqing snarled, wanting to break free of the shackles, he did not want to die, he did not want to die here.

He wants to go back alive!

Nie Changqing's eyes were unyielding, and he had been tempered to the fourth bone. He successfully broke the two pole shackles, and his spine was like a dragon.

The shackles brought by the buddhist monks disappeared at this moment.

Under the pressure of life and death, Nie Changqing entered the dipolar lock.

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and his body shot backwards, slashing the dragon in his hand, slashing out violently, chopping out the terrible golden sword gas, and approaching the Buddha.

"Amitabha, the donor's hostility is too heavy..."

Buddhist monk said.

The words fell, as if flicking with a finger.

Nie Changqing's anger was blown up one after another.

The Buddhist monk took a step and appeared behind Nie Changqing.

"Dare Yuanying Realm dare to shoot?"

"The young man once said, if you take action, you will kill all Yuanying!"

Nie Changqing gritted his teeth.

"Do not doubt, the son really did it!"

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk has never been detrimental to the donor, just ask the donor to take a trip."

After that, don't wait for Nie Changqing's opening.

The ascetic monk supported Nie Changqing's body, so he rose into the sky and walked in the air, as if walking by the wind.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Lu Fan opened his eyes slowly.

He looked indifferent, sitting in a wheelchair, his coat fluttering, his fingers on his handguards, and tapping lightly.

"Tu Xian?"

"Sure enough, those who can practice to the top of the world are not stupid people, but they have the courage to choose to kill immortals."

Lu Fan smiled.

Eyes fluctuated slightly, and the dense fog that enveloped the lake's heart island dispersed.

He looked at the shimmering lake with a daze in his eyes.

Will one day, the powerful people of the Five Phoenix Continent also choose to kill immortals?

He was the one who slaughtered him?

Lu Fan thought.

After a long time, Lu Fan smiled.

"My Lu Pingan is really dedicated to the prosperity of this continent."

suddenly.

Lu Fan found that his aura reserves had skyrocketed.

This made him seem to think of something while wondering.

"Sure enough, pressure is the driving force that forces people forward. Has Lao Ni... broken through?"

Lu Fan thought deeply.

He recovered, raised his hand, his heart moved, countless lines beating in his eyes.

The spirit pressure chessboard was placed in front of him. In his eyes, there were lines on the spirit pressure chessboard to form a pavilion.

Lu Fan held out his hand and squeezed the pavilion in the direction of Beiluo Lake.

Later, on Beiluo Lake, there was an additional building, shrouded in the atmosphere of , hazy, a building that was not very luxurious, but gave a sense of calmness and tranquility.

In the building is a collection of 10,000 volumes of books that Lu Fan has refurbished through the Wanfa oven.

This time, after reading the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Wudi City, Lu Fan felt that it might be of great help to the Five Phoenix Continent.

Although there are two ways to practice Jindan and Tiansuo.

However, Lu Fan felt that the way of Tiansuo was more difficult to go. He couldn’t force everyone to follow the way of Tiansuo. Therefore, Lu Fan felt that the collection of books in the Tibetan scriptures might give a lot of ways to practice the way of Tiansuo. The practitioners can take the path of Jindan.

On Beiluo Lake.

A leaf bamboo raft is floating quietly. On the bamboo raft, Lu Dongxuan is lighting the stove and roasting the fish. At the other end of the bamboo raft, Xiao Yinglong is drooling and staring at him.

Lu Dongxuan stared at Xiao Yinglong with caution, preventing him from stealing.

suddenly.

Lu Fanxuan's mind heard Lu Fan's voice.

"A trip to the island."

Lu Fanxuan's words shocked Lu Dongxuan suddenly, and he turned to look at the direction of Huxin Island, "Is the son out of customs?"

However, Lu Dongxuan seemed to think of something, turned his head, and found that Xiao Yinglong flew out with a grilled fish...

"Steal fish again!"

Lu Dongxuan was very angry, but there was no way to take this little Yinglong.

He had to prop up the boat and went to the lake heart island.

Bamboo raft is on the beach.

Lu Dongxuan adjusted his clothes and strode toward Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Towards the second floor of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion, Lu Fan leaned against the railing.

"Son."

Lu Fan pinched the bronze wine glass and nodded slightly.

"You can see a building there?"

Lu Fan raised his hand and pointed in a direction of Beiluo Lake, but he saw that there was no time when there was a hazy pavilion in the mist.

Lv Dongxuan was shocked, how could there be a pavilion on Beiluo Lake?

He didn't find out before, was it made by the son?

"This building is called'Book Building', you go inside to see if you can learn anything."

Lu Fandao.

Lu Dongxuan stunned, the bookstore?

Where to collect books?

On Beiluo Lake, there is a place for collecting books?

Although Lu Dongxuan was puzzled in his heart, he still boarded the bamboo raft after bowing, and the boat swayed towards the bookstore.

Pushing open the door of the building, Lu Dongxuan felt dazzled as soon as he entered.

In the book building, the candlelight is long and burning quietly, illuminating the dim environment.

Lu Dongxuan took a deep breath, so many books, it was incredible, he turned out a copy.

""Tiger Roaring Gong", a low-grade sonic technique of the Yellow Order, can roar like a tiger after practice, which is shocking.

Lu Dongxuan shook his hand, this is... practice technique?

Plugging this book back in, Lv Dongxuan took another copy and looked it carefully, but found that it was another practice technique that I had never seen before.

Lu Dongxuan marveled in his heart.

He kept turning, as if he had seen the New World.

Even, he also found that there are cultivation practices!

In today's world, how much is the practice method?

In the bookcase in front of me, there are so many cultivation practices... The books I hold are as if they have become a hot potato, and the son is ready to do things!

Lv Dongxuan quickly walked out of the bookcase and propped the boat to the lake heart island.

"Son..."

Lu Dongxuan bowed.

"finish watching?"

Lu Fan smiled.

"How do you feel?"

Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine and asked.

"With these books, if they can spread, it will have a profound impact on the entire spiritual world, and it will make today's like a scattered spiritual world find a fixed target and develop rapidly..."

Lu Dong Xuan Dao.

He said it was very pertinent, which said that the practice circle is now scattered, but it is also true.

In addition to Bai Yujing, today's practice circles are the military forces of the major forces.

No different styles of spiritual practitioners were formed at all, which achieved the effect of a hundred schools of contention and contention.

On the pavilion, Lu Fan smiled.

Nodded slightly.

He agrees with Lu Dongxuan's statement and views.

"Go, go to North Losey Mountain, and call all those who practice underneath. They will have no effect under the test tower, and they will learn nothing... In the next month, the bookstore will temporarily address the practitioners. After opening, a month later, the bookstore will be closed. At that time, only those who have achieved success can enter the bookstore."

Lu Fandao.

Lu Dongxuan was stunned.

Is it open for a month?

"Well."

Lu Dongxuan quickly nodded. He felt that Lu Fan's decision would definitely have a huge impact on the practice circle today.

"Master, what was the achievement of entering the library after that month?"

Lu Dongxuan asked curiously.

"we'll talk about it then……"

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Lv Dongxuan was speechless, bowed and retreated, boarded the bamboo raft, propped the boat and left the lake heart island.

Lu Fan watched Lu Dongxuan leave the lake heart island.

Shake the bronze wine glass in the hand gently.

suddenly.

In his eyes, a line jumped out, and Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Ok?"

"Actually took the old Nie...what do these people want to do?"

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