Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Emperor Beijing.

In the early morning, a heavy cloud of lead was broken, with a grand momentum, spreading on the road of the imperial city, as if paved with gold.

A new and higher official minister corrected his official cap and walked carefully towards the Purple Palace.

Tang Xiansheng was followed by Tang Yimo, father and son, walking on strange city roads.

Jiang Li was in silver armor, and Chi Lian followed him.

It stands by the white stone railings of the imperial city.

Jiang Li was holding his hand, the red robe behind was tumbling, and he quietly watched the hundred officials who stepped across the threshold of the Purple Palace and stepped into the hall.

He saw Tang Xiansheng.

Across Xu Yuan, Tang Xiansheng nodded slightly towards him.

Jiang Li nodded back and greeted him.

Baiguan entered the DPRK.

The eunuch's sharp voice shattered the silence of dawn.

A new minister, with fear, stood on both sides of the Zijin Palace Hall. During this time, the Qing Dynasty in the emperor's capital had shed too much blood, and the little emperor suddenly became cruel and cruel. Kill people if they don't agree.

Almost all the officials in the court have changed.

Yu Wenxiu sat on the dragon chair and squinted at the Baiguan under him.

Although they are all new faces, Yu Wenxiu is very satisfied.

"Sir, there is a secret report from North County."

A burly martial artist walked out of the Baiguan procession and bowed.

"Bei County Xuantuan Xuan discovered a new breeding ground for dragons, and is now leading his army to ..."

On the dragon chair, Yu Wenxiu narrowed his eyes.

He didn't answer the minister immediately, but instead rubbed his fingers on the dragon's chair and looked at the other side, Tang Xiansheng, who was standing on the side of the chapel.

"Tang Aiqing."

Yu Wenxiu said.

Tang Xiansheng didn't respond, Yu Wenxiu aggravated his tone, only to make Tang Xiansheng wake up.

"Bei County found another place to raise dragons. What did Tang Aiqing think Da Zhou should do?"

Yu Wenxiu wasn't upset, he asked lightly.

"Beijing originally had Zhoufeng's land for raising dragons, but that land for raising dragons was a terrible land. Yantai Xuan damaged 30,000 soldiers there, so Zhoufeng's raising dragons was not a concern, but ... It ’s hard to say about the new dragon farm. "

"It's impossible to say that North County will rise up with this land."

Tang Xiansheng said seriously.

"Oh? What does Tang Aiqing think?"

Yu Wenxiu asked.

"Faboku-gun!"

"To seize the land for raising dragons that Yantai Xuan has found, Tailing asks Tianfeng to raise dragons!"

Tang Xiansheng's old body suddenly burst out of iron and blood.

As soon as the words came out, the entire chapel seemed to be boiling.

Fabei-gun? !!

In the current state of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how to cut down Beibei County?

"His Majesty!"

"Our 100,000 army is already on the road and will become a pioneer, helping Da Zhou to expedite North County and seize the land!"

Tang Xiansheng worshiped at Yu Wenxiu.

"Oh? Tang Aiqing's army of 100,000?"

Yu Wenxiu squinted.

"No, your 100,000 troops!"

Tang Xiansheng lifted his head and said in full.

"I beg your Majesty, let General Jiang Li lead his army to expedite Northern County. Only one generation of General Shen Jiangli can curb the North County Army with Mobei as a staff member. North County can no longer be maintained as a dragon land, or the future will be endless!

This Tang Xiansheng actually wanted Jiang Li to take charge?

Under Yu Wenxiu's eyes, the dangerous atmosphere became more intense.

However, thinking of the current Emperor Beijing having the Black Dragon Guard, Yu Wenxiu was a little tempted.

If it can really win another dragon breeding ground, it will definitely be a great thing for the Da Zhou Dynasty to cultivate more black dragon guards.

Moreover, although Jiang Li is the spiritual pillar of Emperor Jing's garrison, in addition to Jiang Li, there is also a Kong Nanfei, Di Jing's defense is at least worry-free.

If it is to be cutting North County, it must be early, and once it is late, Yantai Xuan has cultivated the army of practitioners from the dragon gate, and the difficulty of winning the victory will increase exponentially.

Yu Wenxiu gently capped the palm of the Dragon Chair.

Finally, he exhaled.

Determined.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Lu Fan put away the chessboard and pieces.

Leaning on a wheelchair, leaning on a railing, he took a bronze wine glass and sipped.

Everything on Huxin Island seemed a little quiet and relaxed.

Ni Yu is refining Dan, she is trying to refining Juqi Dan into three lines.

Jing Yue continued to practice swords by the lake and got a new sword.

Nie Shuang helped her mother slowly walk along the edge of the island, admiring and comprehending the scenery of Huxin Island.

Bai Yujing Pavilion.

There was a continuous sound of iron strikes, and that was the sound of a male loser.

He promised to refine Jingjian's scabbard, and naturally he would build the refinement with heart.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine, and the liquor went into his throat, with his unique sourness.

His eyes seemed to see through the Dragon Gate and the protracted battle in the central palace.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, and others fought against the existence of the ancient Tibetan body, and the battle became heated.

If it is true strength, Nie Changqing and others are not as good as this ancient body Tibetan realm. Therefore, they can only choose protracted wars, a little bit to wear away this ancient body Tibetan realm vortex.

Only then can there be opportunities.

This was a battle that required time and patience. Lu Fan looked at it for a while, then stopped watching it.

...

Luo Yue felt that Xie Yunling's state was a little weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

Luo Yue admires the existence of the Confucian Scholars. They used to represent the pinnacle of an era. Although now surpassed by the young master, they are qualified to win his admiration.

"Would you like to see him?"

Luo Yue had no doubt about him.

After all, the Taoist sect where Xie Yunling is located is now the Daoge of His Majesty Bai Yujing.

Luo Yue led his soldiers and led Xie Yunling to Huxin Island.

Xie Yunling stood by the lake, looking at the Beiluo Lake shrouded in dense fog, and a gleam of light flashed through his eyes.

"It's so blessed, so strong."

"It is indeed the gate of the world's first practice force, and it really is a good place."

Xie Yunling muttered.

"Senior, what are you talking about?" Luo Yue was a little confused and turned his head to ask.

Xie Yunling shook his head, his eyes seemed to radiate brilliant, as if to penetrate the dense fog covering Beiluo Lake.

Luo Yue found a wooden boat, Xie Yunling got on the boat, Daorobe hunted in the wind.

As the wooden boat traveled, it gradually poured into the dense fog.

After breaking through the dense fog, I saw an amazing island in the middle of the lake.

Standing on a wooden boat.

Xie Yunling stared at Huxin Island.

He raised his hand and pinched the orchid finger, as if feeling the energy fluctuations in the air.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"It doesn't have the breath of a peak-building monk. It seems that the so-called first practitioner in the world, Beiluo Luanping ... is just the same.

"Also, this is just a low-armed world. What am I worried about?"

Guanghua flashed in Xie Yunling's eyes, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

After that.

He took a step.

"you……"

Luo Yue looked at Xie Yunling in doubt, but saw that Xie Yunling actually stepped out of the wooden boat and stepped on the lake.

The lake unconsciously set off waves.

The turbulent waves were rolling continuously.

Stepping down step by step, the waves became more and more turbulent, as if condensing a terrible coercion and momentum.

Luo Yue's complexion changed.

He felt strange, and Xie Yunling's purpose of this trip seemed impure.

"Does he want to challenge Master again?"

Luo Yue contemplates.

He raised his hand, the knife on his waist, pulled out abruptly, and his voice rang out across the lake.

Xie Yunling seemed to sense the hostility of Luo Yue.

With a chuckle, Orchid pointed slightly towards Xie Yunling.

The sword drawn by Luo Yue was once again plugged back by a force that was too large to resist.

Xie Yunling's orchid finger covered his mouth and laughed lightly.

She no longer cares about Luo Yue who is full of horror.

Step by step, the robe flew between, and walked towards Huxin Island.

Rumble!

The lake was soaring.

Island on the lake.

Everyone looked different.

Sitting in front of Lu Changkong, who was absorbing spiritual energy under Chaotian Ju, stood up and stared at Xie Yunling, who was treading on the lake.

The male loser also came out of the refining room.

Looking at Xie Yunling on the lake, the old face was a little surprised.

"Old Thank you, what are you doing ?!"

The male loser was puzzled, yelling at the lake.

However, Xie Yunling ignored him at all, and did not recognize him.

The sense of oppression that Xie Yunling gave them at this moment was too depressing.

It was as if a great demon came across the lake, causing the lake to be restless.

The second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan leaned against the rail, and the breeze blew his chin and his white shirt.

"Don't care about this person, what you should do."

Lu Fan's faint voice lingered in everyone's ears.

Everyone who was still a little nervous was relieved.

However, everyone didn't move. Naturally, they wouldn't be as calm as Lu Fan said to do what they were doing.

Xie Yunling's visit this time gave them a completely different feeling.

If it was said that it was with regret to make up for the end of the era.

That Xie Yunling was completely unwilling.

There was a feeling of aggression.

"He's not Xie Yunling."

Lu Changkong Road.

The male loser held his hand and nodded gently.

"It doesn't look like Lao Xie's character and breath, especially that ... Orchid means."

Huh!

Xie Yunling came to the lake, and the water exploded.

His hoarse laughter lingered on the island, making everyone goosebumps.

Lu Fan was in a wheelchair, curious and sophisticated, staring at Xie Yunling.

"Has it been manipulated as a puppet?"

Lu Fan seems to have guessed something.

"The low martial arts is the low martial arts. The so-called first practitioners, the first practitioners, are just a little hair child in a condensed state that has never even reached the foundation."

Xie Yunling said.

This word made everyone a little aggressive because they did not understand.

This man is afraid of being a fool.

Lu Fan heard it clearly.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

Condensed gas ... do you mean gas?

That foundation means the second state of the practitioner, the body?

Lu Fan guessed.

However, this is only his guess.

Xie Yunling, or the arrival of the person who controlled Xie Yunling, was just able to confuse him.

Seeing that his words did not receive any response, Xie Yunling frowned slightly.

He no longer spoke, and with a pinch of his orchid, his body suddenly accelerated, leaving a residual image on the lake. Only a few ripples spread, and it disappeared in place.

When the afterimage was reproduced, it was already stepping on the ground of Huxin Island.

However, Xie Yunling has not stood still.

On the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion, there was a faint voice.

"Am I allowed you to land?"

Ok?

Xie Yunling stared.

However, Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, took a sip of plum wine and looked at him calmly.

Xie Yunling was not embarrassed and disturbed in the realm of repair in the slightest.

"you……"

Xie Yunling opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

In a wheelchair.

Lu Fan raised his hand and flicked it on the wheelchair.

A silver mang appeared, tearing the sky.

Between high-speed rotations, it seems like a shooting star, tearing the air and shooting towards Xie Yunling.

Xie Yunling sighed.

Squeeze the orchid with both hands and push forward, forming an invisible barrier in front of him between the strong winds.

Lu Fan's white blade hovered in front of Xie Yunling, shaking slightly.

"Ah……"

Xie Yunling looked at the white blade blocked by him and laughed.

On the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion, Lu Fan shook his head with regret.

A man with a white blade was so difficult to block.

"When you first enter the body, you dare to be so arrogant ..."

"You let me down a bit."

Lu Fandao.

This discourse left Xie Yunling for a moment.

Are the words the other way around?

Who is arrogant?

A naughty kid, dare to say that he is arrogant?

"Condensed gas?"

Lu Fan mouth cornered.

He took a sip of the liquor from the bronze wine glass and gave Xie Yunling a slight glance.

Faintly seeing through Xie Yunling's soul, he saw the figure of the black robe dozens of miles away.

"Say who is condensed?"

"If you have the ability ... say it again."

Lu Fan was again in a wheelchair.

One, two, three ...

The wheelchair's hand guards fell off, and hundreds of silver awns revolved on the sky, like a tumbling galaxy.

Xie Yunling stayed.

In front of Lu Fan, the chessboard floated up.

White shirt hunting, pinching the wine glass in one hand, holding a son in one hand.

Fall suddenly.

The horrifying aura erupted.

boom!

The spiritual pressure seemed to turn into a terrible heavy mountain. Under the control of Lu Fan Lingzhi, it was compressed into a square inch, and all banged on Xie Yunling's body.

Xie Yunling, who had just landed ashore, felt only an irresistible force, like a heavy hammer, struck him, and he fell kneeling weakly with a loud bang, and fell to the ground.

Xie Yunling lay on the ground, completely unable to move.

A hundred silver blades floated above his head, aiming at every inch of his body.

Dozens of miles away.

The hidden man in black robes bleeds blood from his mouth and nose.

Condensate?

Ning shit!

The indigenous people of this world are too sinister and cunning!

"That overwhelming peak of the top building base! Low Wu? Who is it?"

The man in black robe was full of horror. He wiped the blood on his nose and nose, and he planned to cut off the connection with Xie Yunling.

Fortunately, he was cautious enough to explore the road with a badge.

If it was true, now ... it's so cold.

"Condensate gas? Absolutely it cannot be condensate gas, it may be the peak of building base, or even the old monster of Jin Danjing!"

The man in black robe pinched the orchid and patted his chest.

"This is a trap. It's a big scam! The spirit that seduced me came out, and it must be conspiracy ... This world is obviously only low-handed, but there are old suspects like Jindan period!"

"What is it? It shows that this world's spiritual resources are all stacked on this person! This ..."

"A ruthless man!"

The man in black robe took a deep breath.

He has to cut off the connection with Xie Yunling.

However, the next moment ...

His complexion changed.

On Beiluo Lake.

Xie Yunling's body floated in front of Lu Fan sitting on the second floor of the pavilion.

A light blue aura silk flew from Xie Yunling's eyebrow, like a sweater thread.

Lu Fan reached out and pinched this aura of silk.

The next moment, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and there were countless lines in his eyes.

"found it."

The words fell.

Lu Fan raised his head gently, and his deep eyes looked at the direction outside the plain of Beiluo City.

Raise your hand ...

On the island of Lake Heart, countless auras began to sweep, began to gather, and began to boil ...

North Los Angeles was fried.

All the civilians and soldiers raised their heads, and they could see that the sky in North Luo City did not know when a huge palm appeared.

The palm of his hand was opened with five fingers, and he quickly patted out of Beiluo City.

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Gently swipe **** on the sword.

It sounded like a "ding dong" sound from the spring water, and there seemed to be a burst of fire burning from the darkness.

The phoenix phoenix cried out loudly, the phoenix sword turned into a fiery red streamer, shot out, and followed the aura palm, galloping towards the city.

Fifty miles outside Beiluocheng.

On a flat rock in the plain.

The man in the black robe holding the orchid finger looked up in horror, but found that ...

Overhead, I do n’t know when ...

A large palm condensed with aura, even with bare palms, was shot at him.

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