Building The Ultimate Fantasy

West County.

Xiaoxue flew in the sky and rolled up with the sand, adding a bit of killing.

On the vast earth, there are corpses across the wild, there are the ghost tribe, the peacock kingdom, and of course the Xiliang warrior.

The cruelty of the war is evident in the corpses of the ground.

At the center of the battlefield, three figures stood.

The Buddhist monk turned the evil Buddha, his neck turned 180 degrees, and his head was facing the world.

There is a strong evil breath permeating the body, and the evil breath is filled with the mourning of the dead soul.

The blond man holds a lightsaber that spit out light, and the breath on his body is constantly converging.

The strength of the peak foundation level began to show.

The Buddhist monk would be cut off by the overlord, and the blond man did not expect it.

However, there are some minor episodes, but the problem is not big.

The person in front of him, although stepped from the condensed gas state to the base state, but ... compared to their peaks and bases, it is still a lot worse.

In particular, the Buddhist monks around them put away hypocritical masks and turned into evil Buddhas, and their combat effectiveness soared.

The blond man looked up and looked at the snowy sky.

There was a touch of nostalgia in the eyes.

In order to keep this attachment, he had to hold the butcher knife.

boom!

The soles of the feet fell, the energy of the blond man was irritable and thin, and the ground exploded.

Each step of the blond man explodes into a deep hole, which in turn makes the speed soar.

The overlord holds a black axe in one hand and the blood shield in one hand.

Without fear, rushed to the blond man.

The two men collided in the center of the battlefield, and the lightsaber and blood shield collided. Each sword almost cut the light shield.

Although the overlord stepped into the body possessions, after all, he was in the body possessions for the first time. The fierce blond man was bombarded by defeats and could only resist with the blood shield.

far away.

The back of the head facing the world's evil Buddha reveals a wicked evil smile.

He folded his hands and recited the sutra in his mouth.

An old monk in a red cloth came to his side and chanted with him.

On the battlefield, there seemed to be soul wailing sweeping across.

He lingered in the ears of every Xiliang warrior, making them feel like their minds were messy.

Suddenly, they seemed to see the familiar companions sorrowful in front of them ...

Even the practitioners like Xiang Jiajun are the same.

The expressions on their faces began to become painful, and some people could not bear the pain, and pierced their flesh with their swords.

The situation on the battlefield changed suddenly, and the Xiliang army ... faintly showed signs of collapse.

The overlord's body was entangled with magic, dancing to his relatives, his face changed slightly.

This evil buddha's method is somewhat unexpected, and can actually affect people's minds.

He issued a roar, hoping to use the roar to wake up the Xiang family army affected by the evil Buddha's means.

However, the results have been minimal.

He was even found a chance by the blond man, flying with his sword.

"Is the demon?"

"My favorite lightsaber is to purify you and other demons."

The blond man smiled evil.

The body seemed to pass countless shadows in an instant, and suddenly appeared on the side of the overlord. The lightsaber drew out, and the air that drew it all broke.

Overlord releases the blood shield, swings his axe, and replaces the injury with the injury!

Who is afraid? !!

The blond man squinted, instead of exchanging injuries with the overlord, and moved away.

He didn't want to be injured in the hands of the indigenous people who had just entered the body, he had to keep a useful body to deal with the plane master.

The overlord is like a mad monster, and the attack is also quite terrible. Under the desperate death, the faint is actually comparable to the blond man.

However, under the influence of the evil Buddha.

Overlord can't bear it.

Tianhanguan upstairs.

The sound of the tap of the bamboo stick sounded, and a pair of Lu Mu pair in white robes came slowly with a girl wearing a veil and holding a pipa.

Lu Mu frowned slightly while listening to the chanting Buddha on the battlefield.

He looked sideways at the girl wearing a veil behind him, and said, "Yueyue, can you?"

Under the veil, the young girl's good-looking face was not very sure, but watching the Xiliang warrior who slaughtered under the city, her heart was a little shocked and moved.

Zheng Zhengjian nodded her head and said, "Yue Yue tries her best."

Lu Mu turned to look at the two Xiangjia soldiers behind him and said, "Protect her."

The two Xiang Jiajun were stunned.

"This……"

However, thinking of Lu Mu's identity, they nodded.

Bai Yujing, can't afford it.

Yueyue wore a veil and hugged her lute.

She jumped up and sat on the tower.

The slender fingers brushed gently on the lute.

Suddenly ...

The graceful lute sounded quietly.

The hearts of the two Xiang families were shocked.

Because, their extremely depressed mood, which was affected by the recitation of the evil Buddha, was actually relieved!

Lu Mu smiled.

He held the green bamboo stick and looked at the vast battlefield, his heart could not help but breathe out.

"Who said that the machine of the heavens cannot fight?"

"Just before the battle."

"I'm afraid I'm scared."

Lu Mu jumped down from the towering wall without being as aggressive as the king.

After all, his old bone couldn't bear tossing.

He turned and stepped down the city wall step by step.

In his hand was a shiny, shiny turtle shell. There were three or two copper coins in the turtle shell, and it was shaken gently. The copper coins collided on the wall of the turtle shell and made a crisp sound.

Heaven letter closed.

Lu Mu played.

He used one hand to draw the imagination, and the other took a bamboo stick.

Between the beatings of the bamboo sticks, a bit of a barbarian was taken off.

He was in a hurry, like a ray of snow, walking on the **** battlefield.

Go in the direction of the Overlord.

Upstairs.

The girl still hugged the lute.

Stringing sounds, such as big beads and small beads falling from the jade plate, seem to have a tendency to become slow in the snow and wind.

The big strings are noisy like rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

The lute sound turned into bursts of sound waves and spread out.

Pervades the battlefield.

Actually collided with the Buddha's name ...

This is not a confrontation on the bright side, but a silent battle.

Although not as **** as it looks, it is equally dangerous.

Haoyue focused on playing the pipa, and a little white snow fell on her long eyelashes, but she didn't blink, and her hand moved the strings faster and faster.

Xiang Jiajun and Xiliang Tieqi, who were affected by the chanting of the evil Buddha, got out of trouble one after another. They no longer suffer, and the mourning dead souls melted away.

They turned to look at the wall.

I saw a touch of Qianying playing the piano in the city.

Xiang Jiajun was flushed and excited.

That Qianying gave them a sense of familiarity.

Anyway, women are fighting in the city, how can these men retreat? !!

A pipa language made Xiang Jiajun's heart full of fire and full of war.

They fought fiercely with the enemy, and the original signs of defeat were swept away.

The overlord blocked a sword of the blond man and backed up two steps.

He turned to look at the city head.

"Mulberry?"

"Do not……"

The overlord frowned, and then thought of something, his emotions became complicated.

"Overlord ... come to help you."

far away.

In a white shirt hunting, in the heavy snow, tapping on a bamboo stick in the corpse of the ground, walking.

The tortoise shell in his hand exudes a radiance of brilliance, in which the copper coins are rolled up, deducing every moment.

Lu Mu smiled and revealed the leaking front teeth. He sat cross-legged.

Bamboo sticks point.

Looked at the blond man.

When the blond man was killed, Lu Mu began to tell in his mouth, but he said the loopholes in the blond man's attack and the counterattack.

The overlord's eyes brightened, and between the magical spirit, he struck back and seized the opportunity to suppress the blond man.

far away.

The head of the evil buddha raised his head as if he was born with eyes, and looked at Tianhanguan Tower.

He looked at the girl who played a pipa language.

Actually suppressed the Buddhist title in Pipa language.

The evil Buddha in blood-stained puppets took a step.

The snow on the ground spread.

The evil Buddha's palms clasped together and the recitation sounded.

Suddenly, on the tower, the girl Yueyue turned pale.

The playing of the lute was suddenly harsh.

A touch of Yin Hong bloomed on the lute.

Fingers were cut by strings.

The face under the veil carried a stubborn stubbornness. The girl continued to stain her fingers with blood and continued to play.

Lu Mu's face changed slightly.

The speed of deduction is accelerated.

The overlord also understands that he can't drag, and he must make a quick decision.

The blond man was a little bit cozy, and waved the big sword indifferently.

He found that Lu Mu was weird, and he was able to figure out his next moves, and even to see through the loopholes in his moves.

"Is it from Baiyujing Tianji Pavilion?"

"The power of the Lord of the Plane ..."

The blond man narrowed his eyes.

Lu Mu kept talking about the method of attack.

"Useless ... do you know what my next move is?"

"You can't kill me."

The blond man chuckled.

The lightsaber in his hand waved in front of him, suddenly blasting the ground apart.

Bloody mud and white snow float.

The overlord swept with an axe, collided with a lightsaber, and lost his energy.

The blond man's gaze was fixed, and the next moment, an evil smile appeared on his face.

The toes exploded into the deep pit and seized the opportunity to approach the overlord.

The blood shield was split and blasted to the sides.

"You are dead."

Blond man grinned.

The overlord panted, "Oh? Really?"

In the distance, Lu Mu, who was sitting on the ground, also smiled with a leaky front teeth.

"Six or seven ... kill!"

The words fell.

Amazing murderous power surged!

The snow and snow seemed to be getting misty. In the distance, a corpse suddenly turned up, and Yinmang appeared.

A high-speed spin is like a windmill.

Overlord's blood shield cracked.

Physically resisted the blow of the lightsaber, and grasped the lightsaber with his palm.

The blonde man's pupils narrowed.

Between the bursts of Reiki, the original figure was still a dead body, leaping from the ground, knees against the blond man's back.

The windmill-like spinning silver awns dispersed and turned into a pair of scissors.

Silhouette catches silver scissors.

Looked indifferently stuck!

Huh!

Blood splattered three feet.

The figure with his knee on the back of the blond man raised his head expressionlessly and looked at the overlord.

"Helping you ... doesn't mean I will give up killing you, and one day I will kill you."

Second in the world, oh no, the first assassin in the world is six or seven.

the other side.

The evil Buddha stepped forward, step by step, drifting in the blood-stained snow.

He's getting faster and faster.

In the battlefield left a shadow of Daodao, came to the thick walls of Tianhanguan.

The evil Buddha's body moved horizontally, and he ran on the city wall, rushing up to the wall of nearly ten meters.

Miyuki, who was seriously playing the lute, didn't know it.

Her ten-finger belly was stained with blood, and there was a strong **** smell on the lute string.

However, she still concentrated on playing the lute.

Stunned.

Yueyue heart beat.

The string broke.

Bouncing on the back of the hand, a blood-stain like knife cuts appeared on the back of the hand.

Two Xiangjia practitioners guarding him screamed.

Pulled out the long knife in the waist.

because……

Don't know when.

Notch in the city wall.

The head of a bald head appeared in front of Yueyue.

In the crunch, the bones twisted.

After that, his head slowly turned, turning into a blood-stained puppet evil buddha's face, showing a cold smile, looking straight at the moon.

"The Buddha said that evil spirits are chaotic and need to be overcome."

The evil Buddha said slowly.

but……

He just finished speaking.

A white figure swiftly rushed from a distance like a puppet.

A leap.

The sole of the foot struck fiercely on the face of the evil Buddha whose head was exposed from the depression of the city wall ...

The fetters are thick.

The tremendous force made the evil Buddha look like a cannonball and flew out, smashing under the city, and exploding the white snow and the body.

"Ferry?"

"What kind of thing do you deserve to be my sister to Bai Yujing?"

A faint sound cut through the tower.

Lei Yue could not help looking up, looking at the figure of a white shirt that kept lame around him.

The figure had a pig-knife around his waist and his beard was shaved.

"Nie ... Uncle Nie?"

Could not help but stay.

Nie Changqing nodded slightly.

Suddenly the pig-knife on his waist was drawn out.

Reiki gathers.

A huge imagination suddenly formed around the pig-knife.

"Imperial sword!"

Old Nie Road.

The sword shadow suddenly brought the horrific killing power, and the cultivation of the body's realm was displayed to the extreme, and it was bombarded towards the evil Buddha below.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Ning Zhao raised his head and looked at the sky. There was Baixue flying down from the sky, and he lifted it gently.

"Snowing."

Ning Zhao said.

Ni Yu on one side took a sugar-coated elixir from the cloth pouch, and nodded.

"I don't know when the son will go out." Ni Yu muttered.

"Sister Ning, you said the son was retreating for three months at a stretch, would he be hungry? How can people not eat?"

Ni Yu said, and took another elixir into the mouth.

"The realm of the son is far beyond our imagination. If we breathe it, we may be able to dig up the grain and not eat the fireworks on earth."

Ning Zhao said.

"Wasn't it a lot less fun?"

"I don't think the son is like the kind of person who can break the grain. The son is actually a foodie. You look at the plum wine, you look at Laba porridge ... The son likes it."

Ni Yu smashed her mouth and said.

Ning Zhao glanced at Ni Yu, and looked at Ni Yu who had more flesh on the corner of his mouth. This girl ... the son was in retreat for three months, and it was a bit swollen.

"The son is upstairs, you have to be careful."

Ning Zhao said.

Ni Yu took a sugar-coated elixir and handed it to Ningzhao, who wanted Ningzhao to taste it.

Pouting and laughing.

"The son is still retreating, he can't hear it."

Ni Yu laughed ~ www.readwn.com ~ Ning Zhao refused the elixir, holding the cicada wings sword, watching the sky full of snow, exhaling a sigh of relief.

suddenly.

Her body was stiff.

But after hearing the pavilion, there was a crunch of Bai Xue being run over.

A figure in a wheelchair emerged slowly from the pavilion and appeared behind Ni Yu sitting on a stone ladder.

"Who can't you hear?"

Ni Yu raised her head and leaned back to see a familiar figure in a wheelchair.

The flesh fluttered on her face, and her lips narrowed.

The sugar-coated elixir in his hand was not stable, and fell to the ground with a click.

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