The Age of the Law of the People: The Beginning Full Level of Talent

Inside the Tower of Reincarnation.

The aroma lingered, and when I looked up, the hall was full of purple and red.

Nangong Xin’er bit her red lips, with a hint of helplessness in her cold eyes.

Peacetime.

The number of reincarnation tower advent students is relatively small.

But this time, all ten reincarnation towers were full.

Many students also complained that the reincarnation tower was not enough, and some ran to the reincarnation tower in Biyun City.

All this.

The source is Zhou Fan.

“Junior, I hope we can enter the same small world.”

“Junior, if you can meet in the small world, I hope to give a friend position.”

“Junior brother, people can blow, play and sing everything, give me a chance!”

“……”

A lark-like voice chirps.

Zhou Fan was speechless, and could only pretend that he couldn’t hear.

The seniors stopped and didn’t say much.

The amount of money that descended to the small world was still very precious, although they wanted to descend to the same small world as Zhou Fan, they knew in each other’s hearts that the chance was not great.

But.

Even if there is a hint, they are willing to fight for it.

After all, there is an experience of being together, and the relationship is easy to get close.

There are so many beautiful women in the academy, and there are ten peerless beauties, each of them does not think that they can rely on undressing broadband, and they can get their thighs together.

“It’s a pity that only if both descend more than 5 times, can you use a treasure like ‘Meet on the Line’ to descend in the same small world.”

Over time.

Nangong Xin’er frowned a little.

Zhou Fan said with a smile: “Sister Xin, such a one-time consumable treasure as ‘meeting on the front line’ is worth 100 million reincarnation points, it’s too wasteful, we have the opportunity to naturally meet in the small world.” ”

Nangong Xin’er said coldly: “It is not a fate, but a small probability of an event.” ”

The rest of the seniors giggled.

“Junior, I believe we have a fate.”

“Yes, we can imagine that when the time comes, you can do whatever you want.”

“Junior, be careful with the other Advent organizations.”

The other seniors all raised their voices.

Some also kindly reminded.

Boom~

Then.

The heavy gate of the Tower of Reincarnation descended slowly.

Airplanes!

A cloud of white light quickly shrouded at the top of the tower.

Zhou Fan, Nangong Xin’er’s eyes were intertwined.

Consciousness is lost.

The third coming!

……

Jingle bells.

The crisp wind chimes accompanied the carriage swaying.

Zhou Fan’s consciousness recovered.

Her eyes reflected a gentle woman.

A murmured singing sounded in my ears at the same time.

“Little baby, mother hug…”

Catchy notes.

With a strong rural voice.

The carriage sparkles.

Hoof tread.

He knew that holding himself in front of him was his mother who had come to this life.

The pampering and pity in her eyes came from the heart.

He stretched his lower limbs.

The Reincarnation Mall is opened through the Reincarnation Imprint.

The exercises are refreshed.

Soon, he searched for an exercise “Imperial Dragon Art”, worth 3 million reincarnation points.

It is a Qiqi Dao Divine Technique.

Looking at the qi of heaven and earth, looking at the dragon qi of the imperial dynasty.

Brush.

He buys directly.

With the soul strength of the fourth layer of talent exercises.

With only breathing kung fu, he cultivated the “Imperial Dragon Art” to the eighth level.

Reached the top level of this small world, the Royal Dragon Realm.

His eyes condensed a little purple light.

Suddenly.

Outside the carriage.

The heavens and the earth within a radius of thousands of miles all converged in his gaze.

He immediately saw a few miles ahead in the canyon, where a thief was ambushing on both sides.

It looks like a thief dressed up, but the arrow feather in his hand is a weapon in the army.

Dynasty Battle.

He knew it in his heart.

Go.

The mind moves.

Under the eighth power of his Imperial Dragon Art, the Qi of Heaven and Earth quickly descended Heavenly Power.

The thieves on both sides of the canyon have completely lost their lives.

One does not stay.

A few days later.

The carriage drove into Imperial Kyoto and stopped at a spacious mansion.

Several eyes in the palace courtyard showed surprise.

It’s night.

Black clouds cover the curtain.

The killing intent rushed to the mansion from all directions.

In the backyard of the pond, Wan Yao Shuzhuang’s mother took out a homemade wooden drum, hummed a clear tune in her mouth, and coaxed Zhou Fan in her arms to sleep.

But she didn’t know.

The imperial capital has set up a murderous plan to destroy her and her son tonight.

Zhou Fan closed his eyes and did not make any movement.

The mother went all the way north to the imperial capital and was summoned.

He was assassinated halfway to no avail.

Now in the imperial city, the night kills.

He wanted to see if his father had moved in this life.

Swish.

The black clothes are masked and murderous.

One by one, rabbits rose and fell, appearing in the courtyard, their eyes cold.

The dim bean-sized lights flickered, and cold light spread from the courtyard.

But at this time.

Zhou Fan, who was lying in the cradle, looked at the embroidered mother next to him and shook his head slightly.

Not all hard work pays off.

The one sitting in the royal palace was cold-blooded and ruthless, sitting idly by.

Poof.

In the end, it was Zhou Fan who made a move.

The quietly condensed Imperial Dynasty Dragon Qi penetrated the heart of every black-clothed masked face with a sharpness, and then the Dragon Qi swirled, throwing them in the palace courtyard.

A burst of anger erupted.

Night.

The Imperial City Taoist Temple, several Essence Passage Cultivation Techniques, one after another.

The qi of heaven and earth gathered madly.

The fierce wind sprang up, swept the imperial capital, and killed the backyard of this quiet mansion.

There were only two armorers in the mansion.

Defense is like paper paste.

Face this kind of killing.

All the people in the imperial capital who understood sighed softly.

Despite the pity sympathizers, the dynasty infighting was brutal.

No one dares to intervene rashly.

Just when the fierce wind condensed the black hand and pressed towards the courtyard of the mansion.

The entire imperial capital suddenly exploded with a dragon groan.

Countless dragon qi surged, condensing into a five-clawed golden dragon to swallow the black hand, and at the same time circling into the air, quickly and completely killing several Dao Yanshu powers.

The Taoist Temple collapsed.

This night.

The dynasty shook.