Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Golden Body Continent.

After being slaughtered by Wu Xing, the world of vitality fell into silence completely.

The blood on the earth has not dried up for a year.

Only a few practitioners were walking on the mainland. They knelt down and collected broken gold statues, hoping to get the help of faith again.

boom!

Guanghua dissipated, a person wearing ordinary clothes, standing in an ordinary hair bun, did not appear to have any special breath of the figure.

The man was very vigilant. As soon as he landed, his spiritual consciousness spread out and spread towards the golden body continent.

Want to find out if there is any threat to his existence.

"The blood-scarred earth, the dry bones on the ground, and the sobbing souls wrapped around the broken gold."

"Alas, the world is really too dangerous."

Bu Nanxing sighed with emotion, glanced at this ruined world, and became more vigilant in his heart.

Practice is very dangerous.

If you want to live forever, you must go on. Only if you go on can you live longer.

Even if you are stronger...

What if I meet someone stronger than you?

For example, if you are divided into a divine realm, you can only escape if you encounter an outlier, or you may have a chance to escape.

If you encounter a passing power when you are out of bounds, you may not be able to escape.

What if you have achieved great power?

Above the power, there is a more terrible existence waiting for you.

This is a world of weak meat and strong food. If you want to survive, only Gou...

Gou to the end of the years, gou to the collapse of the world.

"I have become a Son, and now, eighty-nine years have passed! I have gone for eighty-nine years, and for another eleven years, I have to change places and continue to go... The Holy Land is not safe anymore, the Lord Lord Always want to force me to go to a dangerous place, such as this void, even if it is a lonely place, can the place where the ancient emperor was buried be safe?"

"I have never seen such an old man, and pushed his children into the fire pit."

Bu Nanxing shook his head, and spiritual feedback came back, and his face could not help showing a happy look.

"Very well... This run-down world is safe and there are no terrible crises."

Bu Nanxing's eyes lit up.

In his spiritual awareness, most of them are practitioners under Yuanying.

This made him relieved.

He raised his head and glanced at nothingness.

Can sense the outbreak of war.

The violent roar blew to his ears.

"Is it overturning? What if it is the son of Yanwu Gaowu? Not yet overturning the ship?"

"How many times have you said, nothingness... very dangerous!"

Bu Nanxing shook his head and sighed.

The son's vitality of Beigong became declining, which made him more vigilant in his heart.

He looked around and had to find a place where he could observe the fighting outside the sky, but could not attract attention.

Sweep your eyes.

In the end, Bu Nan's eyes fell on the peak of the golden body continent.

There is a collapsed hall.

boom!

Bu Nanxing's body exploded, with an ordinary flight speed, very unobtrusive posture, landed on the highest mountain.

Ok?

Suddenly, Bu Nanxing froze.

In front of that hall, he saw a figure, Sheng Xue in white, in a wheelchair, a harmless figure of humans and animals, thinking about the game.

Spiritual knowledge swept.

"Condensation atmosphere?"

Bu Nanxing narrowed his eyes.

"It's just a condensed atmosphere... It's okay to drive him away, no... it's not right, driving away may expose my whereabouts, which will add danger to myself, no."

Bu Nanxing frowned, and began to think.

"Then trap him with array method, the life of condensed gas is less than 500 years, then trap him for 500 years, be trapped to death."

There was a decision in my heart.

Bu Nanxing walked slowly, with a gentle, habitual smile on his face.

He was prudent and saw a smile from the heart when he saw everyone.

Because, he believes that people who reach out without making faces smile...

As long as he smiles enough to touch the inside of the other party, the other party will hesitate for a second when he raises the butcher knife cruelly.

That second...is his way of life!

Therefore, even in the face of condensed gas, he must smile.

"This son, the mountain is windy, do you want to go down?"

Walk south and smile.

In the distance, the young man in white seemed to be in a trance, with a surprise glance at Bu Nanxing.

Afterwards... Ignore Bu Nan's words and continue to contemplate the game in front of him.

Seeing Lu Fan did not respond.

Bu Nanxing sighed.

Reach out and shake in the pocket.

At the next moment, several jade charms were thrown out.

Buzz...

Yufu suddenly grew larger in the air, turned into a Xuanqi formation, and enveloped in towards the landing.

"Go and stay in the formation, for hundreds of years, Sanghai Cangtian, carefree."

Walk south.

Soon, before the palace, the figure of the white man was dim, and he was shrouded in formation.

Clap.

However, at the moment when Bu Nanxing breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board suddenly resounded.

It seemed as if a thunder leaped through the heart of the southbound trip!

grass!

Bu Nanxing shivered.

At the next moment, turn around without looking back!

boom!

At this moment, he did not retain his hidden cultivation behavior!

He was low-key, but... at the juncture of life and death, he couldn't keep it low-key.

His breath was rising, and the original plainness seemed to be as bright as a star.

From the original first-level distraction, it suddenly entered the rear-order distraction!

It is not weaker than the sons of the Northern Palace.

There are even countless treasure flashes on the body, all of which are Holy Order magic weapons, most of which are defensive magic weapons.

Bu Nanxing turned around and suddenly threw out a whole bunch of bottles and jars.

"Senior disturbed, just passing by!"

Bu Nanxing wailed.

But seeing the formation he threw before, fragmented.

The young man in white, Sheng Xue, was holding his chin in one hand, looking at him calmly.

This is a master!

This is definitely a master!

Bu Nanxing's heart was shaking, he seemed to have met his peers!

Encountered a person who is more serious than him, this guy actually pretends to be a condensed gas environment, it is too pitted!

There are often wet shoes walking by the river. Bu Nanbu has to admit that he also turned over.

"The Son of Gaowu World?"

A faint voice floated.

Bottles and cans thrown out of Bu Nanxing exploded in the air one after another.

In the next moment, it turned into a misty colored poison, all of which turned out to be pots filled with poison, and even a lot of fierce poison quickly swept out.

The formations were activated one by one, and turned into a terrible killing formation, trying to trap Lu Fan.

Lu Fan couldn't help but wonder.

He looked away, this guy who looked ordinary, seemed stronger than the son of Bei Gong!

At least, in the battle between life and death, the Son of the North Palace met this person, and may not know how to die.

These poisons can easily be poisoned to death.

Lu Fan raised his hand and waved it gently.

All the poison evaporates and the formation is fragmented.

This terrible hand made Bu Xin's heart sink to the bottom instantly.

Finished.

This boy in white is an old obscenity who is a pig and a tiger!

"boom!"

Lu Fan opened his hand.

The majestic energy swept between the heavens and the earth, and turned into a big palm to cover the sky.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

Bu Nanxing shivered and shouted.

"Don't worry, it's your fate to be here with your son. You are good-tempered and don't kill you for the time being. Come and play chess with your son."

boom!

Bu Nanxing showed all his cultivation practices. The strength of the post-level distraction made him dazzling. On the golden body continent, it was like a diamond reflecting the sun and dazzling.

but……

Lu Fan's big palm shot.

puff!

This brilliant brilliance went out instantly.

Stepping south, the five bodies were thrown into the ground, and they were lying on the ground, completely unable to move.

The big palm was recovered, and the body of Bu Nanxing was slowly dragged away.

Ten fingers on the southbound journey pulled out ten gullies on the solid ground.

...

The whole world fell into silence.

Whether it is the side of many sons and daughters, or the wanderers in the distance, they have fallen into endless stagnation.

What did they see?

The Son of the North Palace... was it defeated?

Cruelly knocked out nothingness and smashed into the bloody battlefield.

That's the son of Yanqi Gaowu World...

His own talent is very terrible, and it has grown up in the inheritance of top holy places. It has unparalleled combat power.

However, such a powerful son was actually defeated by a practitioner of the Zhongwu World!

The golden boy and the girl riding the fairy crane looked at each other and both felt bad.

Obviously, the defeat of the Holy Son of the Northern Palace was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"Quick battle!"

The two spoke in unison.

The battle on the sky dome broke out again.

The crane crane hissed.

As if turning into a sharp swordman's sword, he chopped towards Ning Zhao!

The sky dome seemed to be torn open with a big mouth.

Ning Zhao is a bit dignified.

Her morality may not be as indomitable as the third-order sequence of Overlord, but... but it is not weak.

The cicada winged across the sky, the sky was snowing.

In front of her, there was a wall of ice.

The crane arrived.

The ice walls were exploded.

However, this fairy crane is indeed annoying, entangled with Ning Zhao, terrible killing, like a flying sword.

Above the Scarlet Battlefield.

Suddenly there was a "giggling" laughter resounding.

"Sister Ning, I will let Xiaofeng come to help you!"

Don't know when.

In the corner of the battlefield, there were several figures standing together.

There are gentle scholars carrying bookcases, and pinting women holding oil-paper umbrellas.

There is also a woman dressed as a farmer chicken.

"Cough!"

A chicken cub was thrown out.

It was actually breaking the sky, flying towards the sky dome.

The Golden Boy and the Jade Girl are a bit stunned.

Their cranes are extremely powerful spirit beasts!

Throwing a chicken cub is like dealing with a crane?

however……

With a loud phoenix crying, the chicks continuously changed in the air, the flames burned, and the splendid fire seemed to make the nothingness become a sea of ​​fire!

Feng Yu fluttered, and the terrifying coercion was released.

The chicks transformed five times in a row, and nine phoenixes changed five times!

Turned into a gorgeous flame phoenix!

boom!

The fire spread, traversing the sky in an instant and ramming towards the crane.

One phoenix and one crane collided together in nothingness.

The fairy crane howled, and black and white crane feathers flew in the sky.

Ning Zhao felt relieved, and the cicada winged sword in his hand rushed towards the golden child, the virgin child and the virgin child.

The latter also throws out the golden ring.

In Ning Zhao's sword, a clear voice oscillated.

The battle became very dangerous in an instant.

After a long period of silence in the Scarlet Battlefield, the next moment, as if the hot water suddenly boiling, it suddenly became noisy.

"Xiliang King won!"

"Overlord mighty!"

"Kill the Five Phoenixs, kill!"

The Xiliang warriors' necks were all red with excitement, their green muscles were exposed, and they shouted with cheers.

The overlord's victory gave them a huge increase in momentum.

The smoke was dispersed.

The overlord landed, carrying an axe and shield, step by step toward the bronze ship in the huge deep pit.

boom!

With one punch, the bronze warship flew away, and the overlord pulled out from the deep pit like a son of Beigong from the mud.

Bei Gong Sheng Zi was miserable, his whole face was shattered and his body was stained with red blood.

Just when the overlord mentioned the son of Bei Gong.

Above the sky.

Suddenly a tyrannical breath exploded!

"Dare!"

boom!

The energy ripples spread like a gigantic wave from the sea.

In nothingness, mumbling came out.

Du Longyang was blown away by a strong force.

The armored armor's out of the realm, gave up Du Longyang, and swooped out!

"Release the Son!"

An out-of-bound thunder screamed, which caused a lot of change.

He swept across, the terrible gas machine was invincible, and it turned out that a lot of the saints and saints changed their colors, pedaling and retreating in the void.

Boom!

As if thunder rolled.

The headless king raised the body of Bei Gong Shengzi and faced the threat of this out of bounds.

Du Longyang looked a little ugly.

Has this man ignored him?!

Du Longyang roared, the black gun in his hand suddenly pierced, and the nothingness was pierced, and for a moment, wrapped in a brave march, pushing the armor out of the realm.

This armor did not want to get entangled with Du Longyang.

The mind moved.

A flag was thrown, and the flag fluttered in the wind, with a terrible amount of repression, to suppress Du Longyang.

Holy Order Magic Tool!

Du Longyang's eyes narrowed.

A fragment of the "Fairy Bell" appeared in his hand.

Sitting cross-legged, Du Longyang seemed to burn his soul. On the Daolian lotus, Yang Shen breeds and soul moves.

Ring the ancient bell.

Boom!

The sound of the ancient bell spread and collided with the energy of that flag!

The terrible sound waves make many people discolored.

The wanderers in the distance coughed up blood directly, and many saints and saints were depressed and could not breathe.

However, the armor out of Qiao still ignored Du Longyang.

He turned into a streamer and drove straight to the bloody battlefield.

"Release the Son! If there is a failure of the Son, this newly born Gao Wu will not be able to pay for it even if it is destroyed!"

Serious warnings for outbound conditions.

There is no headmaster, and it doesn't move.

The Son of the North Palace, which he was carrying, showed a smirk.

He felt ashamed of himself.

After losing the battle, he didn't even need to speak, but he still needs to speak with his men to protect him.

However, at this moment the Son of the North Palace was indeed somewhat discouraged, and it was hit by the overlord.

Overlord's morality is too strong.

So strong that he has no chance of contending.

"This kind of Taoism...is comparable to the Son of Heaven in the fifth-class world."

The Son of the North Palace was bleeding.

There must be a big secret in this world!

Is it really related to the tombs of ancient emperors?

It is impossible for these newly-increasing Gaowu to be born these arrogances that can comprehend the third-order sequence of Taoism!

boom!

The clouds exploded.

When the strong man out of the realm started, the pressure that erupted in a flash caused the sky to shake.

The headless king directly threw the son of the Northern Palace on the ground as if throwing a pool of mud.

At the next moment, the magical energy around the body erupted and rose into the sky, holding the axe and shield, and rushed towards the attack of the outbound realm!

The violent explosion came to life.

The overlord's body smashed back into the bloody battlefield, making the ground crack again, every stone seemed to explode, and the overlord's legs even flooded into the ground.

It was a choice to resist the blow out of the realm.

Xiaoqi flew backwards, Du Longyang held a spear, Yang Shen was out of his mind, and a fragment of an ancient clock was overhead.

Killed quickly.

Once again rush to kill with this out of bounds!

The look of this out-of-bounds situation has changed.

It felt like the situation was a bit out of their control.

Scarlet battlefield.

The Son of the North Palace stood up swayingly, taking advantage of the moment the overlord was hit into the ground.

He tried his utmost to drag the blood-stained body, rushing to the bloody battlefield.

In the bloody battlefield, there is the suppression of him by the power of world protection.

He was injured, his strength is difficult to play!

He is going to escape from the bloody battlefield and recover under the protection of the out of bounds. By then, he will have the power to fight again!

He wants to survive, he has to spy on the secrets of this world!

Overlord did not move.

It seems that he didn't care about the escape of Son of the North Palace.

Or, to say, Bawang is hard to resist the attack, and is now slowing down.

No one came to stop the Son of the North Palace.

There was a hint of joy in the bloody face of Saint Palace's flesh and blood.

Can live!

Suddenly!

The Son of the North Palace was startled.

because……

He suddenly felt a little cold in his back.

Don't know when...

Behind his galloping speed, there seemed to be a figure silently, the cold murderous like a viper, constantly penetrating into his pores.

"you……"

Son of the North Palace was creepy.

The sharp sound of breaking the air resounded, it was the sound of silver scissors tearing the air.

The figure attached to his back, holding the silver scissors, suddenly, wiped the head of Beigong Shengzi...

Poof!

Scarlet.

The body of the Holy Son of the North Palace, when he was about to fly to the bloody battlefield, separated his head.

"Do not!!!"

Nothingness.

The face of Duqiao, who was involved in Du Longyang, changed greatly!

Son...beheaded?!

On the bloody battlefield, many people are slightly dazed.

The overlord's body trembled slightly, with some surprise.

A thin figure floated in the air, wrapped in the assassin's robe...

The blood on the silver scissors dripped.

At the next moment, as if a gust of wind was blowing, the body dispersed like a bubble!

It's the Molou Assassin...Mo Liuqi!

Many practitioners of Wuhuang took a breath of air!

Mo Liuqi, almost ignored by all, at this moment, kill a saint!

Many sons and daughters are even more creepy, almost crazy, this world... how can there be so many strange and weird evildoers?!

The son of Beigong Palace was beheaded.

However, he stepped into sub-divine realm, but not so easy to die.

His soul is condensed in substance, still madly eager to escape the bloody battlefield.

however……

A gust of wind blew.

Suddenly.

The soul of the son of Bei Gong was stiff. In front of him, there were a lot of Yin soldiers holding rusty iron Ge, holding a cold spear, lined up, Yin soldiers borrowed, taking a neat and impacting pace of mind , Blocking him.

In a vague vagueness, there was a cold city with floating undead, which attracted him immensely.

His soul was uncontrollably floating towards the Scarlet Battlefield.

The cold yoke fell.

There was a huge phantom sitting on the chair, hanging the chains, detaining the soul of the Holy Son of the North Palace, and then disappeared.

"It's a ghost king castle master in the Nine Prison Secret Realm City!"

This mysterious ghost king city master actually took away the soul of Beigong Shengzi?!

Nie Changqing, Jing Yue and others stared, they seemed to recognize something.

The strong man who was entangled again by Du Longyang froze.

He took out a piece of jade pendant, and the jade pendant was covered with cracks, which belonged to the son of Beigong Shengzi...

This means that a sacred son of Yanqi Gaowu World has completely fallen!

This is by far the first son who has fallen completely!

"You... are dead!"

The outgoing situation was cold, and his body was trembling slightly.

He shocked Du Longyang.

Looking around at nothingness.

Cold words burst out of his teeth.

"You continue to hide, if the Holy Son falls, if the Holy Master of the North Palace is blaming, all of you who are hiding and not shooting will be blamed!"

"I can wait to save my son!"

The sad voice exploded in the sky!

The next moment, there was a wave of nothingness.

There was a figure emerged, a violent gas engine burst out, striking the void.

The protectors of the saints and saints of the Yanwu 8th-level high martial arts world are all powerful players out of the realm, and they emerge.

The tyrannical air machine interweaves together.

As for Yan Jiu Gaowu, it is impossible to spend the extravagance in every world as a protector.

The emergence of Qiaojing exudes a strong knitting machine.

In nothingness, Nie Changqing and others changed their faces slightly.

"go!"

Without hesitation, they are no longer entangled with the sons in their hands.

Turned into a residual image and swept into the sky formation, wanting to return to the bloody battlefield.

"Stay, the Holy Son of the North Palace died, and so on... so he died to pay his guilt."

Everyone sighed out of bounds.

It is worth using these indigenous lives to subdue the anger of a holy Lord.

At the next moment, Nie Changqing and others chose to take action.

It seems that it is to capture or kill Nie Changqing and others to make up for it.

Suddenly changing situation.

Let Du Longyang and others look greatly changed.

All three are urging the ancient bell to stop these people.

But it can't be stopped!

The sudden emergence of digital out of bounds is beyond their resistance.

On the dead continent.

Qi Liujia withered sighed.

He raised his withered hands, and there were patterns floating around his palms.

It seems... it's finally his turn.

Ok?

but……

Suddenly.

Qi Liujia stagnate.

The muddy eyes looked in the direction of the five phoenixes.

Roar!

The young dragon who looked like a young man who was fighting with the blue spirit son was suddenly transformed into a behemoth. An old out-of-bounds old man suddenly took a picture and beat him with blood.

Qinglong turned into Dragon Shadow and rushed into the sky array.

Miserable and miserable, the dragon blood was spread.

Suddenly.

On the battlefield, a green lotus bloomed quietly.

Qinglian is composed of energy.

There were two figures standing on the lotus.

One is a teenager wearing a robe embroidered with Qinglian patterns.

The other is a quiet girl with closed eyes.

Qinglong, the incarnation of the dragon, suddenly saw his eyes when he saw the girl in the lotus!

He won't run away!

He is a dragon created by Dad. In the dictionary...the word escaped!

A sorrowful dragon roared, and he turned and threw a claw.

The dragon's claw broke into the air, and the invincible power rushed towards the exit.

Between the stunned opponent.

Poof!

Qinglong's spitting dragon blood sprayed.

Large scales of dragon scales were scattered, accompanied by a sorrowful cry of heaven and earth, and a huge body, smashing back into the bloody battlefield.

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