Building The Ultimate Fantasy
Chapter 356 Venerable Save Me!
The original space of the golden body continent.
The atmosphere is extremely embarrassing and condensing.
Wu Xing never thought that Lu Fan would refuse him, or even such a hesitant rejection. After all...How huge is the origin of the Golden Body Continent, and the origin of the mighty Chinese martial arts, is not just talking about it.
Therefore, he put forward five or five points, not too much.
However, Lu Fan rejected him.
He even scolded him for being shameless.
Wu Xing's face twitched, and the peaceful smile on his face disappeared uncontrollably.
He couldn't keep his composure, and was a little angry.
"The donor, don't want to be greedy, kill Tu Lang, this is a felony. Tu Lang is a blade under Venerable Master, you now break this blade, how can Venerable spare you?"
The wind whimpered, and the robes on his body fluttered slightly.
Wu Xing said coldly.
There was a little threat in the words.
"Sir?"
Lu Fan leaned back on the Thousand Blades chair like a spring breeze.
He looked at Wuxing.
"Before the extinction of the Buddha, the Buddha said that His Holiness would not let me go. Now, what do you mean by saying this?"
"What is your purpose for coming from a distance?"
"Not just to destroy the Five Phoenixes?"
Lu Fandao.
The atmosphere was cold again.
Because, having nothing to say, Wu Xing did not know what to say.
In front of him, the young man in white was completely offended by the Venerable, and Wuxing felt that the other party seemed not afraid of offending the Venerable at all.
Wu Xing folded his hands together and narrowed his eyes.
"Is it because of the high power behind you?"
Wu Xingdao.
Lu Fanmei raised it and smiled, undecided.
"In this case, the poor monk can only offend."
Wu Xingdao.
He took a step, and the cassock in the distance flew by quickly, hovering in the sky at high speed, suddenly covering the sky like a sky.
This cassock is not a mortal, even, it is comparable to the level of a half-stance magical instrument.
boom!
The cassock rolled over, as if turned into a sea of bitterness.
There are dead bones in the bitter sea, and there are grievances.
Wu Xing is a white monk robe, standing in the sea of blood and bitterness, with a sense of abruptness.
He sent chanting sutras.
The scarlet sea turned into a giant palm covering the sky.
The giant palm suddenly shot towards the landing.
Wu Xingben is not a kind person. Since he cannot talk, he will kill him.
Tu Lang's death is an opportunity for Wu Xing.
The origin of the Golden Body Continent is absolutely a treasure for him. If he can get it and refine it, he can even break through the shackles of distraction and have the qualification to be led to the Gaowu World.
Therefore, he will not miss this opportunity.
Bloody palms, as if a horrible bloody giant roaring.
The ground in the source space is constantly exploding.
Wu Xing is very cautious. He dare not look down upon Lu Fan at all, because... Tu Lang is dead, and Fu Tianluo has no news.
The boy in front of him is really weird.
Moreover.
Behind this young man, there is even a world of high martial arts.
Do you dare to underestimate Wuxing?
As soon as he shot, he tried his best.
Lu Fan's white clothes fluttered, sitting on the Thousand Blades Chair, picking up on the corner of his mouth, squinting as he looked at the sea of blood that was rolled over.
The same as the post-level distraction, Wuxing's combat power is not weaker than Fu Tianluo and Tu Lang.
Even Wu Xing is stronger, he hides a lot of cards.
Wu Xing also knew that this was his only chance to solve Lu Fan.
Tu Lang is dead and Fu Tianluo is missing.
It's all because of entering that world.
That world is Lu Fan’s home court because of the formation that even the giants of the Rokja lineage can’t break.
The increase in formation and the fall of Tu Lang and others made Wu Xing vigilant.
However, at this moment it is in the original space of the golden body continent.
Lu Fan's formation cannot be urged.
Wu Xingpan sat in the sea of blood.
His eyes are cold.
He recites the Buddha, his huge palms slap towards the landing.
Above that palm, the blood rolled over and turned into a statue of Buddha.
The sea of blood is like a shrine of blood.
Lu Fan flexed his fingers and put a hand on the Fengling sword.
Fiery red leads the way.
Countless silver sword blades flew out, densely packed, countless silver blades exuded bright and dazzling brilliance, like a grand sword returning to the ancestors.
Lu Fan remained in a sitting position, but the wheelchair under him had disappeared and turned into countless blades.
The sharp sword spirit was turbulent beside him.
boom!
Jianguang seemed to converge into a galaxy, descending from the sky and crashing into the sea of blood and bitterness.
The sword light is like a waterfall, tearing the bitter sea.
A statue of Buddha was cut.
Wu Xing glared, as if he were an angry Buddha.
He clasped his hands, chanted the Buddha, and waved in his hand, a golden bowl emerged.
The golden bowl rushed up, actually growing bigger in the air, as if it had turned into a bottomless abyss giant mouth, swallowing a sword light!
Wu Xing was tight all over, not daring to relax at all.
He fights with Lu Fan.
Although Lu Fan showed his strength, it was just a condensed air, but...
How could he really treat Lu Fan as a condensate?
The golden bowl burst into suction, and countless blades were actually sucked into it by the golden bowl.
The sound of ding ding bang was endless.
Lu Fanmei raised his head and looked at Wuxing.
"You are much richer than the previous two. It seems...you are the one that Gao Wu's Buddha likes."
Lu Fandao.
Wu Xing did not speak.
Fu Tianluo, Tu Lang and him, among the three, he is indeed the most promising to enter Gaowu.
Moreover, he got more treasures.
Like Fu Tianluo's compass, although it is a half-stance magic weapon, it is only a broken, magic weapon abandoned by the venerable.
Unlike his tin rod, golden bowl and cassock.
Those are all intact half-sacred instruments.
Even his tin rod was refined into the level of Holy Order magical instruments by him.
Wu Xing did not answer him.
There was a happy look on his face, because Jianguang was completely absorbed by the Golden Bowl, which was equal to turning over Lu Fan's weapon.
however.
The next moment, his complexion changed slightly.
because.
Lu Fan sat in the void, squeezed his fingers, and stroked gently in front of him.
Poof!
A crack appeared on the golden bowl.
The sound of the phoenix crying resounded.
The fiery red Fengling sword chopped the golden bowl and came out.
The silver thousand blades, like the galaxy turning round, gather around the Fengling sword.
boom!
The golden bowl exploded.
Wu Xing was shocked!
This is a half-sacred order magic weapon, don't even cut it abruptly!
"Holy order magic weapon?!"
Wu Xing was horrified.
At this moment, he finally understood how Tu Lang died!
It turned out that the boy in front of him actually had a Holy Order magic weapon!
This is a Holy Order magic weapon!
The treasures that can only be possessed by the Gaowu world appear in the Zhongwu world, and they are almost invincible symbols!
Even if it is the Xeon Gaowu, unless it is really optimistic about the existence of the high power, it will be able to master the Holy Order magic weapon. Ordinary people can have the Half Holy Order magic weapon, which is already very rare.
For the first time, Wu Xing's heart surpassed the waves.
Around his body, there was a bloody Buddha.
Shackles stood in front of him.
however.
The Fengling sword spread its wings, but turned into a red awn.
The eight-handed phoenix swords are stacked into one, and the power exudes is extremely powerful.
Poof!
The sea of blood was cut.
A sword broke the sea.
The sea of blood disappeared, and the shrines of the sky exploded. After that, only the broken robes that had been cut in half were left.
Wu Xing's heart is hurting.
It was just one battle, and two half-sacred instruments were shattered.
How could he not be heartbroken!
This is the capital of his future entry into the Gaowu world!
However, Kasaka blocked a lot of time for him.
He took a step back, hunted the monk's robe, pinched the Buddha's seal in his hand, and his face was a bit daunting.
The original peace completely disappeared and turned into a fierce bald head.
No wonder the opponent doesn't score five or five points with him.
No wonder the other party is so aggressive.
Turns out... there is a Holy Order magic weapon as the card!
"The donor, it is not only you who have the Holy Order magic weapon!"
Wuxing growled.
next moment.
When the seal was over, he raised his hand and grabbed his five fingers towards the void.
Hissing loudly.
"Come on!"
Golden Body Continent.
The blood-colored tin rod was spinning round and round, and ninety-nine rings hung on it, emitting a jingle bell.
Where the sonic wave has swept, the strong are all flesh and powdered.
Suddenly.
The tin rod was stagnant, and Shurain was in abrupt surprise.
Seems to have been summoned.
The tin rod broke and disappeared into the Golden Body Continent.
The whole continent, the strong man of the golden body continent, had a lingering fear, looking at the disappearing tin rod, his heart was filled with hearts.
Someone stood, looking at the world turned into a bloody sea of corpses, his face fluctuated, and he couldn't help but howl.
Whether it is a great practitioner or an ordinary mortal.
Can not escape the misfortune.
There was a city of spiritual practice, and all the practitioners died tragically, turning into a burst of flesh and blood.
There are also mortal city pools, silent and silent, all mortals have become a thick blood flow.
Throbbing, desperate.
Permeated throughout the golden body continent.
This is a catastrophe.
Sudden catastrophe.
The source space.
The tin rod came out of the air, above the bloody tin rod, the karma was burning.
Wu Xing grasped the tin rod, and the blood color seemed to continue to cling to his body along the tin rod. Soon, he completely covered his body.
The karma fire was burning, burning his flesh.
However, Wu Xing felt an unparalleled peace of mind.
This tin rod is a holy order magic weapon, and can fight against Lu Fan's Fengling sword. How can he not feel at ease?
"Oh?"
"Terrace Spirit Tool?"
Lu Fan looked at the tin rod in Wuxing's hands and couldn't help but wonder.
However, on top of this tin rod, there was a breath of killing, and it contained boundless blood.
There is a kind of holy order magic weapon like mutation.
Lu Fan couldn't help being disgusted. He seemed to see the sea of corpses on this tin rod.
What's more, the fire that bloomed on it made Lu Fan frown.
"Buddha?"
"ridiculous."
Lu Fandao.
Afterwards, he raised his hand and took off a small jade sword inserted in the jade crown.
The small sword is made of sheep fat white jade, with ambilight and a milk-like brilliance.
Sky Sword!
It is a sky-sword created by Lu Fan with the power of 1 Hz chaos.
boom!
far away.
Wuxing held the tin stick in his hand and suddenly smashed it out.
The Phoenix Ling sword spans like a phoenix spreading its wings.
The tin rod burned a bloody black karma and collided with the phoenix.
Ninety-nine rings burst out, and jingle bells are densely stacked in the void.
Boom!
The Fengling sword turned out.
A sword mark appeared on the tin stick.
Wu Xing's face froze.
More and more distressed, his holy order tin rod was actually chopped out of cracks.
Why is this sword so strong?
Buzz...
Eight-handed Fengling sword was suspended beside Lu Fan.
Silver blades are stacked.
Turned into a Thousand Blades Chair, Lu Fanduan sat on it, staring at the Fengling Sword as if it were a bone gangrene.
Fengling sword seemed to be mourning.
Lu Fan took a deep breath.
Raising his hand, Mori white flame jumped out.
This is a bone ghost fire. The industry fire collides with the bone ghost fire and is burned to death.
far away.
Wu Xing looked at the bone fire that appeared in Landing Fan's hands, and he was cold.
"Heaven and Earth Mysterious Fire?"
Is this man the son of Gaowu World Power?
Holy order magic weapon, heaven and earth black fire...
A plane master of the top Chinese martial arts world can have so many treasures!
This is a monster!
At this moment of Wuxing, there is no longer the desire to fight again.
Lu Fan wants the source, then take it.
He will fight again, maybe even the only Holy Order magic weapon will be destroyed.
He can't afford that kind of loss!
boom!
Holding a tin rod, Wuxing smashed a rod into the void and rolled up thousands of bloody glory.
It is to escape from the original space.
"Want to go?"
Lu Fan stroked the Fengling sword, which had already exhausted his career, and his eyes were slightly angry.
Holding the overbearing sword.
Lu Fan threw it gently.
Fu Tian Jian suddenly skyrocketed in the void.
The sky-covered sword refined by the power of chaos possesses extremely terrible destructive power.
boom!
The giant sword turned into the sky, and a stormy storm surged in the original space.
Wuxing's expression changed greatly.
Lifted the tin stick violently.
Want to resist the sword of Lu Fan.
On the giant sword made of sheep fat white jade, a milky white brilliance passed by.
next moment……
Slashed on the tin stick.
Ding!
Wuxing's pewter rods lay sideways, trying to resist the sword.
however……
When the giant sword touched his tin staff.
Wu Xing froze!
A terrifying to the extreme, the power that made the soul tremble... The tin rod was cut off in an instant!
Poof!
Wuxing coughed up blood.
Watching the milky sword over his body.
Wu Xing abandoned the tin rod.
The monk's robe was stained with blood, half of his body was annihilated, and he broke out of the original space.
Over the golden body continent.
Wu Xing was stained with blood, and a little blood was sprinkled on his body.
He was extremely miserable, suspended above the golden body continent, and watched the golden body continent turned into a bloody sea of corpses, showing a stern grin.
Greed caused trouble!
deficit!
Too bad!
The half-sacred order magical implements on the body were all destroyed.
Now, in order to save life, even the holy order tin rod is abandoned!
Wu Xing never thought that the prey would turn into a hunter.
Sure enough, there was no good ending in the high-power game.
Tu Lang is dead.
Fu Tianluo did not know his life and death, and he is now very miserable.
escape!
At the moment, Wuxing only had this thought.
The young man in white is so terrible, there are actually two magic instruments of the holy order, and he can't see through his self-cultivation. How to fight this?
Not at all a level!
Wu Xing bleeds, and he was annihilated half of his body, and he did not hesitate to escape.
He wants to return to Prajna.
He wants to contact His Holiness!
...
Wu Xing escaped.
At the cost of abandoning the tin rod, he fled.
Lu Fan didn't continue chasing, Fu Tianjian returned, turned into a small sword, and he was plunged into the jade crown of hair.
Broken cassocks, a golden bowl that was torn apart, and a tin rod that was broken in two and burned with karma.
Lu Fan rubbed his finger on Youxuan.
The mind moved.
These pieces of spirit equipment were taken away by him.
After these things are forged, they can be made into good spirits.
Put away these.
Lu Fan looked at the origin of the Golden Body Continent.
From this point of view, Lu Fan was slightly stunned.
Because, he found that above the continent's origin, there was actually a red liquid flowing like blood.
Raise your hand and touch on the source.
In front of Lu Fan, a lot of pictures suddenly appeared.
In the picture, the tin rod rotates steadily, emitting an asura sound.
Where Sonic passes.
The strong body burst into blood.
Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, it is turned into blood under this sound wave.
The picture is very tragic, the death of countless creatures has even affected the origin.
This has caused huge fluctuations in the source.
"This bald donkey... has a face to call himself a Buddha."
Lu Fan shook his head with emotion.
The death of so many creatures has created a huge force of repulsion for the origin of the Golden Body Continent.
Unless Lu Fan kills Wu Xing and resolves the cause and effect, otherwise this boiling golden body continent will not be quiet.
The origin of being too restless, Lu Fan has no way to achieve integration.
Buzz...
Lu Fan's figure disappeared.
The silver blade was empty, and Lu Fanduan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair and appeared above the golden body continent.
The sky is bloody.
The bottom seemed to be covered by the sea of blood, and the remaining creatures were crying.
Like a hell scene.
Into the nose is full of blood.
Lu Fan's spiritual knowledge swept through the entire Golden Body continent, and there were not many living people left, which caused a huge impact on Lu Fan.
This is the real destruction of the world...
The destruction of a world turned out to be so cruel.
Did not stay in the Golden Body Continent.
Lu Fan appeared in nothingness.
He looked at the Prajon Continent, which exudes a peaceful atmosphere, but at this moment, this peace, in Lu Fan's view, was a great irony.
Support the chin with one hand and tap on Feng Ling's guard with one hand.
Thousand-bladed chair rested on Fan's body, skimmed the void, and approached the Prajna mainland.
...
boom!
Half of his body was annihilated, and the bloody Wuxing broke into the Prajna continent.
He fell in the big city.
In the temple.
A Buddhist monk was alarmed.
The old monks who were divided into divine realms appeared one after another, looking at Wuxing, who was half shattered.
Wu Xing coughed up blood in his mouth, and his face was grim.
"Arrangement! Please Venerable!"
Wu Xing burst into roar.
A little mottled blood spattered in his mouth, and he coughed up a little bit of dirt.
The appearance of the old monks in sub-realms changed greatly.
Boom Boom Boom!
The big bell in the temple sounded, and the heavy sound seemed to spread across the mainland.
The princes and nobles who came to worship in the temple were shocked.
Wu Xing sat paralyzed like a blood Buddha.
Around, a Buddhist monk began to beat wooden fish.
Boom Boom...
The sound of Sanskrit singing throughout the world.
The silver awn burst.
The power of the world is impacting.
Lu Fan, dressed in a white shirt, sat on the Thousand Blades Chair and appeared in the sky dome of the Prajon mainland.
The top of the holy mountain.
The temple was overflowing with golden light, and the wooden fish beating, overflowing between heaven and earth with a holy and peaceful glory.
Lu Fan's face was indifferent, and he was somewhat sneered at these holiness.
In the temple.
Wu Xing, who was covered in blood and annihilated in half of his body, sensed the appearance of Lu Fan.
His face changed greatly.
Sure enough, the boy chased!
"Stop him!"
Wuxing growled.
Spiritual knowledge fluctuates.
Bang Bang Bang!
The void exploded.
In the temple, there are four monks whose infants are changing, soaring up in front of Lu Fan.
Lu Fan raised his hand.
The magic pressure chessboard appeared before him.
Lu Fan reached out and fell into it, picking up a chess piece.
Slowly falling.
Clap.
The child falls on the chessboard.
The terrible spirit pressure suddenly erupted.
boom!
The four infant monks who fell into the environment were directly crushed by the terrible spirit and fell on the ground, unable to even raise their heads.
Spiritual consciousness shakes in Wuxing's eyes.
"Give me all the shots and stop him!"
Wu Xing's crazy roar.
He wants to fight for time, to get the time to invite honorees!
He wants to live, only invite the Venerable!
!
In the Prajna continent, the eyes of a practitioner become confused.
Even if Lu Fan's spirit pressure shocked, it was still a crazy skyrocketing.
Lu Fan's hair fluttered, glancing at Wuxing.
Lost again.
Click...
Spiritual pressure burst out again.
All the practitioners who soared into the sky all flew upside down, hitting the land of the Prajon continent like shells.
Some people lie on the ground with their completely suppressed five-body cast on the ground without even the strength to lift their heads.
The magnificent temples were collapsed by Lu Fan's spirit.
The huge golden Buddha statue began to show cracks.
Da Da Da Da...
The wooden fish of an old monk in the temple was broken.
at last.
When the clouds of the sky cast a golden light, a phantom of a giant Buddha emerged.
The blood-stained Wuxing made a loud laugh, and he succeeded!
He pleased His Holiness!
"Saviour save me!"
Wu Xing roared towards the giant Buddha.
However, the next moment.
His roar stopped suddenly.
because……
A milky white giant sword turned out.
The phantom of the giant Buddha that just appeared was directly beheaded.