Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan always felt that he was a good-tempered person.

However, good temper is one thing, and short protection is another.

Nie Shuang, who was kneeling in front of Lu Fan in the rainy night, begged him to rescue Nie Changqing's big child.

Now it has become a practitioner who can stand alone.

For all the time, Nie Shuang's hard work and hard practice on the island of Huxin have been seen by Lu Fan.

Compared to Ni Yu's laziness in fishing for three days and two days in the sun, Nie Shuang can be said to be a hardworking representative.

Who doesn't like hard-working children?

Nie Shuang is the most promising cub of Lu Fan.

Therefore, Nie Shuang was bombarded by Xirong King in the North County battlefield to vomit blood and faint, and how could Lu Fan do nothing.

On Beiluo Lake.

The terrible pressure has almost stagnated into substance.

The soul of the blond man kneeling on the lake didn't dare to move, and Jin Danjing was irritated with anger, which was definitely not able to resist in the Tibetan state.

Lu Fanduan was in a wheelchair and ignored the blond man and the Buddhist monk.

He held a **** in his fingers.

On the chessboard, the mountains and rivers are reflected.

The blond man and the Buddhist monk, as well as the master's spiritual avatar of the trapped Zhongwu world plane, looked at in shock.

That chessboard ... is another mysterious weapon? !!

Slap.

Lu Fan dropped a son.

As if there were invisible waves spreading across the world.

Lu Fan's white robe hunted, as if blown by the wind, and the hair buns were flying across the red-toothed white face of Lu Fan's lips.

...

North County, outside Tianhan Pass.

On the endless grassland, heavy snow flies, as if covering a thick layer of cotton jacket.

Xi Rong Wang Duan sat on a chair, and several Xi Rong warriors carried it, stepping deeper against the snow and snow, and walking harder.

Behind them, they followed the long line of Xirong Army, who withdrew from Tianhan Pass in North County and took a break.

The Xirong people have long wondered about this war.

For the people of Xirong, once it is winter, it is the peak of war.

Every year, King Xirong will lead a large army to attack the North County. He wants to break the blockade of Tianhan Pass. After entering the Pass, the vast and fertile land.

Once in those places, there will be countless foods waiting for them.

They don't have to worry about not having enough food all winter.

However, Tianhanguan is difficult to break, and Xirong Army has left countless bodies almost every year.

Although the war was cruel, it was imperative for King Siron.

Overcome the best, get enough food, and you can be happy all winter.

If it fails, it doesn't matter. If many people die, the tension will be much looser.

This year, the leaders of the various departments in Xirong felt unusual.

King Xirong called for all the Rongren to gather, and there were 100,000 troops to attack Tianhan Pass.

This scale is unprecedented.

What's more, the feeling of King Xirong was extremely strange, which made them full of oppression.

Several tribal leaders with different opinions have been torn off by their necks, and their bodies have been thrown into the snowstorm. They have been covered under the heavy snow. Here.

The rest of the leaders dared not anger, but the arrogant King Xirong had the military power of the Xirong army.

The leader of either side cannot compete with King Xirong.

The most terrible ... is the power of King Xirong, which is so powerful that it makes people desperate.

Sitting on the chair, Sireon was thinking.

The North County can't be broken, but Yantai Xuan and Jiang Li are not really worried. Although they are called heroes, they are just mortals.

Nie Shuang, who later helped Bai Qingniu, made him feel tricky.

Although it is only condensed, but ... the means are extremely strange.

The girl "fucked" the three fire phoenixes and left him with a scorching head.

And the big boy, with his amazing perseverance and solid foundation, punched him.

King Xirong was impressed.

This world is very magnificent. The heroes and Tianjiao are frequent, it is really nostalgic.

This is the world he once was.

But later, it was ruined.

Ok?

suddenly.

Daxue didn't know when it stopped.

Between heaven and earth, there is an incomparable and terrible pressure. The tremendous pressure seems to make people breathless.

King Xirong's nerves suddenly tightened, a dangerous feeling that spread from the bottom of his heart.

The steeds in the Xirong army were neighing, which was a kind of panic "chaos" that encountered great terror.

Beasts are inherently more keenly aware than humans.

King Xirong jumped from his chair.

Rumble!

On the sky, the clouds rolled.

The next moment, the snowstorm seemed to be torn and turned into a huge palm.

The **** of the palm is stacked on the index finger, as if the chess player is playing chess.

"who?!"

King Xirong was startled.

The pupil deep in the eye can't help narrowing.

No dialogue, no words.

Chess players take Tiandi Shanhe as a chessboard.

At that moment, the power of King Xirong erupted, and the strength of the building base was fully demonstrated by him.

Boom!

The huge palm fell slowly in the attitude of a falling child.

boom!

The heavy snow on the earth seemed to be completely dispelled by the huge pressure at this moment.

All the soldiers in the Xirong army knelt down on the ground in depression, and many tribal leaders panicked ...

what happened?

Their expedition without God's permission ... have angered the deities in the steppe? !!

The black squadron of Xirong all knelt down in the snow and ice.

They dare not move.

The king Xirong fell to the ground, and the breath of peak building was erupted to the extreme.

In the sight of many leaders, their king ... seems to be competing with the sky!

Disobedience, disobedience.

The Xirong people and the chiefs of all Xirong departments secretly "touched" and "touched" and looked.

Boom!

The huge pressure is almost like squeezing the wind and snow.

King Xirong's shocked eyes burst out.

"This pressure ..."

King Xirong took a breath.

He furiously resisted this pressure with the strength of building the peak.

"Jin Danjing ... Strange ?!"

"Master of planes in this world?"

King Xirong was shocked and felt extremely incredible.

This is just a world of low martial arts. Why does the old stranger of Jin Danjing appear?

Heaven and earth seemed to become a cage at this moment.

There was a white flame beating in King Xirong's eyes.

Vaguely between.

He saw a blurry figure.

Sitting in a wheelchair, the checkerboard was pulled down with a clip on his sleeves. After setting off, the other party seemed to notice something. He slowly raised his head and looked at him with a pair of eyes.

King Xirong felt that his mind was being hammered by a heavy hammer.

Mouth and nose bleeding.

The skin on the face was burned and evaporated.

"Lu" has a coke-like face.

Senbai's "color" flame, which burned up, completely covered his head.

King Xirong didn't want to die ...

Senbai's "color" flame was indeed weird. At the moment it appeared, Xirong King burst out of his power to break free of pressure.

Kicked **** the ground.

The earth was trembling.

King Xirong turned into a black awn and rushed out of the psychic area.

He rushed into the snow and ice, ran in the heavy snow, and rolled away countless snowstorms.

...

Beiluo Lake.

Lu Fan's eyebrows slightly raised.

"Ok?"

"Somehow broke the pressure on the chessboard?"

This is the first time that Lu Fan has encountered such a situation. Normally, it is impossible for King Xirong to break away from his pressure.

"Is it because of that white" color "flame?"

"That flame ... doesn't seem to be in possession of the Tibetan realm."

Lu Fan thoughtfully.

He rolled his sleeves again, picked up a sunspot from the chess box, dropped the sunspot, and stacked it on top of the original sunspot. The **** pushed forward slowly, causing the chess piece to land on the chessboard, making a slight friction sound.

There is nothing that can't be solved by dropping a pawn. If there is ... then two.

...

The fleeing King Xirong felt as if he had turned into an ant.

Flee in the vast expanse of the chessboard.

His head was burning with a white fire. This flame was the "bonfire", the culprit that caused the destruction of his world. In order to obtain this flame, his world was destroyed.

This flame came from a high-level plane. In order to obtain this flame, he even sold the world that originally belonged to him.

However, he has no regrets.

With "Bone Fire", sooner or later he can make a comeback.

As long as he obtains a world and gives him sufficient time for wretched development, he will be able to go further and become a true Mighty One on the basis of the original!

So, when he felt the attraction of a low-world, he came without hesitation.

He thought it was his chance.

After all, in a world of low martial arts, there is no threat to his existence, there is a bone fire, even the master of the plane is not afraid.

But now ...

He was wrong.

Wrong!

This ... is not a simple low-wu world!

The master of this plane is actually the existence of Jin Danjing!

escape!

The farther you can escape, the better. As long as you survive, as long as the bones are not lost, he can rise again!

King Xirong fled frantically.

but……

Heaven and earth seemed to freeze again, turning into a chessboard, no matter how he escaped, he could not escape this area, and could not escape the constraints of the chessboard.

The heavy snow dispersed again.

Turned into a palm of the chessboard.

As if a chess player, fluttering down again.

King Xirong growled.

The flame gradually spread to his whole body, and the whole person turned into a white flame.

He shook his fist, and the flames rose, melting the snow and ice around him.

Collided with a finger that fell on the sky.

Boom!

The flameman knelt on the ground.

"Master of the plane! Forgive me! I have no intention of offending, and I am willing to change my life with the command of 100,000 Xirong army!"

The flameman raised his head hard, and the terrifying pressure made him very difficult to speak.

However, he growled in panic.

He doesn't want to die!

The voice of King Xirong was undisguised.

Faintly, it seemed to be spreading along the snow and ice, following the snow and snow.

The Xirong army kneeling on the ground, everyone is "color" changed, and looked at their king inconceivably.

The leaders of the various minions were trembling.

Their king ... will they sacrifice them to God?

Between heaven and earth.

Clouds surging.

After that ...

It turned into a human face, a huge human face, and the mouths of the human faces opened and closed, as if the sound of a world roaring sounded.

"There is an injustice, and the debt has the owner. You will pay me and Bai Yujing's debt for vomiting blood. You will pay it."

"Siron's debt should be taken by North County."

The words of the human face roared, as if shattering the wind and snow.

under.

King Xirong knelt down between the ice and snow.

what?

Punching Bai Yujing's debt?

This reminiscent of King Xirong's picture of Tian Han shutting down, and he punched a punch with the strong head boy.

Was it because of that punch?

Is it just because of that punch? !!

Right now.

King Xirong had the ultimate feeling of contempt.

In fact, he was very cautious, and even changed the face of King Xirong, just in order not to attract attention, just to quietly occupy the world.

He has been doing it.

Just a punch to a child.

That punch was a funeral for himself.

He is unwilling!

"This side of the world is only low-armed, why is there Jindan Realm ?! Why is this Lord of the Faces Jindan Realm?"

"I don't agree! I'm not willing!"

King Xirong growled.

However, the sky once again gathered in the palm of your hand, like a chessboard.

boom!

Unwilling and roaring, King Xirong was completely drowned with the avalanche-like roar.

One hundred thousand Xirong army knelt down in the snow and looked at their king tremblingly, annihilating in the might of heaven and earth.

...

Beiluo Lake.

The lake breeze slowly, the lake water like a mirror, faintly, seems a little ripple spread.

Suddenly.

The dense mist billowed, and the surface of the lake sank, as if a transparent ship was taxiing.

The dense fog shattered, and a large palm of aura appeared.

The blond man kneeling down shook his body.

Nailed by the silver blade, the dying Buddhist monk could not help looking at it.

I saw ...

In the palm of that aura, there is an unlovable soul ...

The soul is engulfed in the flames of Senbai's "color", and continues to growl, exuding extremely strong resentment and unwillingness.

When I saw the soul of a blond man and a soul of a Buddhist monk.

The soul of King Xirong was dumb.

The blond man smiled awkwardly at the soul of King Xirong.

"Coincidentally, you are here too."

The Buddhist monk opened his mouth, and he could not say anything.

After the soul of King Xirong was sluggish, he began to roar again.

The blond man looked at the struggling Xirong King with some sympathy.

He wanted to remind.

However, he has not spoken yet.

The teenager with lip-red teeth and white teeth sitting in a wheelchair has already shot.

Lu Fan glanced at the soul of Xirong King who was struggling.

Raise your hand on the guard.

Silver awn flickers.

next moment……

The struggling soul of Xi Rong Wang did not dare to move at all ~ www.readwn.com ~ Because in front of him, the dense silver blade exuding the cold air hung in front of him, every silver blade seemed to release a terrible Breath, each of these silver blades is actually a treasure on the rank!

At this time, the soul of King Xirong could see the boy in the wheelchair.

"Lord of the planes?"

"Condensed gas?"

King Xirong stunned.

At the beginning, King Xirong had the same illusion as a blond man and a Buddhist monk.

But when Lu Fan raised his hand, he waved gently.

When the silver blade pierced his body, he bluntly cut and separated the sensible white "color" flame into his soul ...

King Xirong understood ...

Some people seem to be just plain small gas-refining garbage, but there is a terrible Jindan Realm in the back.

The stripped forest white "color" flame.

Lu Fan handed a trick and floated in front of him.

Cold and hot, two weird genres of "sex" are strangely mixed in this flame.

Lu Fan stared at the flame, as if the flame also reflected the figure of Landing Fan.

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