Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The atmosphere was once very embarrassed.

Dantai Xuan couldn't squeeze tears.

Not only was Dantai Xuan froze himself, but outside Wolongling, all the watchers were shocked by the operation of Dantai Xuan.

Tang Xiansheng was a little speechless, with wrinkles stacked on his face, and he couldn't help laughing.

King Bei Xuan... Sure enough, he has a unique temperament.

Perhaps this temperament, which is not in line with the world, is the reason for Tang Xiansheng's preference for the Northern Xuan King. He chose to support the Northern Xuan King.

I changed my hand and pinched it a few times.

The tears still could not be crushed, and Dantaixuan would not try again.

He glanced at the tears in his hand and his lips were trembling, but he bought them for tens of millions of silver, but he couldn't use them. A sense of inexplicableness struck his chest.

"Gantnian's fairy tale!"

Dantai Xuan couldn't help but scolded.

It always feels like this fairy was deliberately against him.

Because of the feeling of heartbreak in the heart, the terrible sense of oppression emanating from the Nine Prison Gates has all disappeared.

Dantai Xuan was confused by the imperial power of the dynasty, but he slowly retreated.

The people around him looked at Dantai Xuan's movements, and they all couldn't help laughing.

Dantai Xuan was rather indifferent, after all, he had experienced much of this kind of thing.

"Laugh what smile? No matter how you laugh, tears are also in the hands of the king, and you won't get it."

Dantai Xuan glanced around, shouting with a throat.

A few Xuanwu guards protect Yutai Xuan, and this scene happened so that they did not expect it.

Especially the Xuanwu Guardian who proposed Dantai Xuan to use Dao tears in his heart was extremely guilty.

But he also did not expect that the king would not squeeze tears.

How can it not be crushed?

Dantai Xuan was very angry, but did not leave.

He was thinking about what to do with the next tear, maybe he had to wait for the leader of Xuanwu Guardian to come.

If this Dao tears can cultivate a body to hide the peak, or even the Xuanwu Wei commander of the Heavenly Locked Realm.

The heart of Dantai Xuan may not be so uncomfortable and comfortable.

Daobei people are hopeless.

Many people have set their sights on the Nine Prison Secrets.

In addition to the Tao Stele, there seems to be a new prison in Wolongling's secret realm. There may be a nine-prison gate. Perhaps, this nine-prison gate is also a rare place to practice?

Many families looked at each other.

Because Nie Changqing and others have taken the lead in it.

Therefore, these families are not idle.

Many practitioners under the leadership of the family were all ready and stepped into the first prison gate.

They also know that if they want to enter the second prison, they must pass the first prison.

Many Qidan realms resisted the coercion of the prison gate, but actually did not resist, even before they could reach the prison gate.

A family owner looked coldly.

They understand that if they can’t get to the first level of practice, it is that the practice of Qi Danjing is unqualified.

This coercion of prison gates is actually a consideration of spiritual practice.

Finally, someone stepped into the prison gate and disappeared in front of the gate.

...

Tang Yimo looked at the Tao Stele, and the whole mind seemed to be shrouded in strange waves.

Memory came to his mind.

That was the memory of his being bullied. He lived in the firewood room of the Tang Dynasty. His body was sore. Under the scolding of the Tang Dynasty minions, he worked hard...

All sorts of things appeared in his memory.

He thought of the day when the killing ring was opened in the Tang Dynasty.

The cold blood seemed to faint his magic.

Tang Yimo was a little confused because he was confused about his guardianship.

He remembered the battle of the guardian of Nanjun, fighting Nannan.

Is he a good person?

But he is not a good person. In order to protect his loved ones, he is even willing to do whatever he wants.

Buzz...

With Tang Yimo's enlightenment.

Around his body, the magic energy gradually surged, and began to linger around his body.

Magic skill!

Eight Veins Dunjia Magic Skill!

The rich magical energy rolled, but Tang Yimo was caught in a deep understanding.

His pictures are different from those seen by Ye Shoudao and Du Longyang.

His memory was not what happened before, nor did he wash away the path of spiritual practice.

In the picture in his mind, he saw the sky dome collapse.

Bai Yujing is hidden.

And in that fragmented sky dome, there was a terrifying presence one after another.

It was as if Nanman had invaded Nanjun.

The terrible killing came, countless strong men began to drink hatred in the battle, and blood was spilled on the earth.

There were corpses everywhere, and blood was floating.

Miserable picture.

Tang Yimo saw Tang Guo in front of him, and his mother was photographed by a terrible creature, and was photographed in a pate.

At that moment, Tang Yimo's heart was twitching.

He saw Tang Xiansheng sitting in a rocking chair, closed his eyes slowly, and was wiped out with a paw, leaving only the cracked wood on the chair.

The boundless magic raged.

Tang Yimo roared, his roar seemed to break through the sky.

He was transformed into a demon, with two veins connected, but he was not an opponent of that creature at all.

He performed the exercises to the extreme, and blood oozed out from under his skin, but he was not afraid.

However, there are times when the gap in strength cannot be compensated by your anger.

Tang Yimo was defeated.

Behind him, Nanjun was reduced to ruins.

He was like a loser, kneeling on the ground, looking at the wreckage.

His strength simply cannot protect what he wants to protect.

suddenly.

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A black shirt figure came slowly into the air, step by step, extremely solid.

This is a figure of Wei An, terrifying magic energy sweeping.

Tang Yimo was dripping blood, and he looked up at the figure, his face slightly dazed.

"who are you?"

Tang Yimo asked hoarsely.

"The world calls me, the devil."

The black shirt silhouette spoke lightly, and the sound was like a gust of wind, blowing and moving.

"You are practicing magic skills, but you don't understand the true meaning of the magic."

"You are simply practicing "Eight Veins Dunjia Demon Gong" and practicing the surface..." (Starting, domain name (remember _

Devil Lord Road.

"Cultivation of immortals is a matter of taste, but cultivation of demons...you have to use emotions deeply."

"This is why you have been stuck in the bottleneck."

Tang Yimo froze.

Cultivation of immortals and demons.

"Fairy is the front, then the devil is the reverse."

"Although you keep saying you want to protect, your guard is just shouting."

"You want to cultivate the true Eight-Chain Dunjia Magic Skill, and you want to walk the real magic path, then... really use your life to guard and connect your life with them, not crazy, how to guard?"

Devil Lord Road.

The sound of wind and clouds faded Tang Yimo's heart and soul together.

The devil's distortion disappeared, and the picture in front of Tang Yimo appeared again.

This time.

Tang Yimo in the picture finds that his eyes are crimson, and his body begins to rise surprisingly, his body swells, his skin is crimson, and his whole body is more red and aura explodes violently.

Facing the claws of Tang Guo and his mother, Tang Yimo turned into a monster, as if covered with strange meat armor.

That battle was shocking.

The result was cruel, but Tang Yimo felt transparent.

Tang Yimo cracked all over, the wound was bleeding, and he lay on his back on the ground.

Afterwards, the devil appeared, only giving Tang Yimo a back view.

"If you don't go crazy, how can you succeed?"

"Not crazy, how to change strong."

The devil's faint laughter haunted all directions.

Afterwards, the devil took steps that seemed to shake the world and disappeared.

Tang Yimo opened his eyes, and his pupils seemed to have no focus.

at last……

The look in the eyes began to converge and converge a little bit, and finally condensed into substance.

In front of Tang Yimo, the last picture was gathered.

There are no terrible battles and no terrifying killings.

The night is quiet.

Yuehua You deep.

In the dilapidated fire room, the young Tang Yimo was practicing martial arts with one punch and one punch.

Perhaps, at that time, he was pursuing the strengthening of strength, which could protect his sister and mother from bullying.

Buzz...

Invisible waves surged.

Tang Yimo opened his eyes, and his heart suddenly became a little calm.

Above the monument.

Xuan Qi's fluctuations enveloped Tang Yimo.

Du Longyang and others opened their eyes one after another, and even Ye Shoudao, who had realized the meaning of Dao, couldn't help looking sideways and looked to the rear.

Looking stubborn at the back.

Bawang and Liu Yuanhao turned their heads and stared at Tang Yimo...

Is Tang Yimo enlightened?

Du Longyang, the emperor and Tianxu son were somewhat dissatisfied.

They, as infants, have never realized the meaning of Taoism. Why...the youth in the realm of foundations realized it before them?

Outside Wolongling.

Tang Xiansheng, who was chatting with Dantai Xuan, was suddenly shaking.

Not only him, but many family heads who are concerned about whether their practitioners are in prison are also looking in the direction of the Taoist monument.

But I saw a line of text surging out of the monument.

"Tang Yimo, the five-level sequence of Taoism, the protection of Taoism."

The moment when this line of text appeared, it was actually a constant battle with Ye Shoudao's inscription, wandering up and down.

It seems to be competing for a strength.

Many people were staring at the pictures on the Taoist monument and could not help but take a breath.

Ye Shoudao narrowed his eyes.

Du Longyang, Empress and others are extremely curious.

The Taoist ideology realized by the little monk who built the foundation would even compete with Ye Shoudao's Taoism?

You should know that being able to practice until the baby changes circumstances is that of a proud person.

There is a spirit of disobedience in my heart.

This is especially true of Ye Shoudao, who is such a strong sword practicer.

The muscles on Tang Xiansheng's face shook slightly, his beard trembling slightly.

Obviously, his heart is not calm at the moment.

"The way of protection."

Tang Xiansheng shook his head. He seemed to understand the reason why Tang Yimo realized this Taoism.

Does Tang Yimo hold on to all the protections in his heart?

Tang Guo, Tang Yimo's mother, those are what Tang Yimo once wanted to protect.

I just don't know if there is any guardian of Nanjun in this protection.

The same is the fifth-class Taoism, obviously between the same level of Taoism, there will be a difference between high and low.

at last.

Tang Yimo's moral protection still failed to cover Ye Shoudao's unsympathetic morality.

Ye Shoudao was a little relieved, but he was somewhat happy.

Many people around them also showed regret, but it is a pity.

Above the stele.

Tang Yimo's inscription failed to cover Ye Shoudao's inscription, temporarily second.

"The meaning of protection?"

Tang Yimo murmured, but he didn't care much about ranking, because he knew clearly, Dao... could be improved.

A few bitter smiles appeared on his face.

"It turned out not to protect Dao Yi... It seems that at my current level, I can't realize the protection of Dao Yi."

"If you guard the Taoism, what level of sequence will it be?"

Tang Yimo murmured.

The overlord was shocked.

Because Tang Yimo actually realized the meaning of Tao.

Although Bawang doesn't know the specific effect of enlightenment.

However, the Taoism that Lu Fandu so highly admired is definitely definitely a very important thing on the way of spiritual practice.

The overlord gritted his teeth, and the roots of his teeth seemed to bite out.

He continued to understand.

After Tang Yimo realized the Taoism, it was not over yet.

The breath on him began to surge.

With the roar, it caused a thick cloud to roll in.

Tang Yimo sat on the futon and gave a low growl, and the blue tendons surged around his neck.

Jing Qi Shen began to soar.

Continuously open the second pulse, when it reaches the third pulse, it seems like it has encountered a bottleneck.

"This child's practice skills... a little interesting."

"It's just right and evil, it doesn't look through, but... there is no doubt that it is extremely powerful."

Du Longyang and Tianxu could not help speaking.

This exercise is definitely not an ordinary exercise, it should be compared to "Wu Di Jing" and "Tian Xu Xie".

No wonder almost suppressing Ye Shoudao's ideas.

In their view, they are, after all, a realm of infant change. Even if it is the first time they have understood Taoism, their understanding will be much stronger than that of a common foundation.

Tang Yimo was able to do this not only because his Taoism was weak, but also because his skills were not weak.

Tang Yimo almost started to turn red, and the blood was suddenly exploding in his body.

He wants to hit the third pulse.

"Break me!"

A magnificent aura broke out in Tang Yimo's body.

Roar!

The hair is standing upright, roaring like a beast.

On the red skin, purple lines appeared on the surface...

boom!

Finally, the sound like the tympanic membrane was broken exploded.

Tang Yimo finally broke the third pulse, and a blood vessel bulged on his body, beating continuously.

The Realm of Three Veins!

Equivalent to the realm of sky lock.

Tang Yimo raised his head and stared at the sky.

However, above the head, after the dark clouds converged, they quietly dispersed.

"Hahaha... There is a monument here, and Thunder Tribulation dared not fall."

Tianxuzi laughed.

Tang Yimo thought deeply, then left the futon, his body exploded and left the Taobei area.

quickly.

A place in Wolongling.

Thunder bombed down.

The pressure caused by the catastrophe is not weak.

However, for Du Longyang and others, the sky lock is not strong, but they have even experienced the number of robbers whose infants have become soaring.

...

Lake Island.

Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

Dan Taixuan failed to pinch the tears, which made Lu Fan a little pity, but Tang Yimo's breakthrough made Lu Fan quite gratified.

"It's a pity that it's not a way of guarding."

"However, the way of guarding is at least a third-order sequence of Taoism. In Tang Yimo's current state, it is normal to fail to understand."

"He needs more hardening."

Lu Fan understood that this understanding of Taoism is not only based on experience, but also requires the combination of soul and mind.

Lu Fan moved.

The Taoist meaning of his soul also appeared on the tablet.

However, this is the fifth-order sequence of Taoism, and Lu Fan does not care too much.

No ripples appeared.

Lu Fan's morality has not improved, and it is still a fourth-class morality.

The morals were not improved, and Lu Fan was too lazy to bother.

The white clothes fluttered, the breeze was blowing, Lu Fanning calmed down, sitting quietly on the Qianblade chair, listening to the wind blowing, and the rustling of bamboo leaves.33 the fastest update computer:/

His mind was surging and he began to pay attention to the situation in the nine prison gates.

Because in the Nine Prison Gate, it seems that... someone broke something terrible.

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