Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Xu Chu rode on a black maned horse, galloping in heavy snow.

I rushed back from the former Akagi to Emperor Jingjing because of the snowstorm, so it took a while.

Xu Chu's complexion was very dignified. For the first time, he felt the fright of Yantai Xuan.

Can bend and stretch, can endure ordinary people can not bear, such a person ... Xu Chu can not be afraid?

Even Xianyuan, who is in her hand, can easily take it out ...

This is very much comparable to people, Xianyuan ... That's a chance to step up to the sky.

Most people get immortal fate, and they will definitely be ecstatic. When the baby usually supports it, even if it is dead, they may not let it out. After all, for immortal fate, how many people shed blood and how many people's bones are cold.

Therefore, Xu Taixuan's courage surprised Xu Chu.

Xu Chu strategized, looking at the towering Zijin Palace, exhaling slowly.

He rushed into the emperor's capital, drove on the official road, and entered the imperial city.

In front of the Purple Palace.

The overlord sits on the threshold immediately, calmly watching a snow-capped distant field, and the goose-like snow is light, making the overlord not know what he is thinking.

Overlords have been in the Zijin Palace since they took over the imperial city.

He didn't go to Lausanne, he pretended to be very busy and avoided Lausanne.

Lausanne did not come to see him.

The overlord shook his head and rubbed his temples.

Xu Chu is back.

Quickly entered the imperial city and stepped into the Purple Palace.

Seeing the overlord sitting on the threshold, Xu Chu stunned, did the overlord prepare for the banquet?

This is a guess that Yantai Xuan did not return to the Purple Palace.

"came back?"

The overlord looked at Xu Chu and laughed.

Xu Chu bowed slightly and took out half of the Golden Dragon Seal of Yan Taixuan from his arms.

"King, King Beixuan refused to go to the banquet. His subordinate king loved the Golden Dragon Seal. Therefore, Beixuan King let his subordinates hand over the Seal to his Majesty."

Xu Chudao.

The overlord's face didn't seem to have much surprise.

With the presence of Mobei, Yantai Xuan could not go to a banquet.

However, Xu Chu actually brought back the Golden Dragon Seal, but he was actually a bit surprised, but Yantai Xuan was really willing?

He took the seal from Xu Chu and held it in his hand, feeling warm and gentle. The seal was also engraved with the Golden Dragon, but only half of the Golden Dragon.

The overlord took out the golden dragon seal that belonged to him.

Two together.

The gaps are very close. Obviously, the two are originally one, and they are divided into two.

On the overlord's body, the dragon gas surged out, wrapped around the complete golden dragon seal.

The golden dragon on it seemed to live.

But after all ... still calm.

"Can't it?"

The overlord split the seal of the seal and frowned.

Is it because of another seal of seal ... doesn't it belong to him?

Overlord thoughtfully.

"Kings……"

Xu Chu was on the side, bowing, with a tangled expression on his face. He had something in his heart, and didn't know when to speak properly.

"The king of Beixuan ... can be flexed and stretched, it is an extraordinary generation, and the king needs to be careful about this person."

Xu Chudao.

"Chen thinks, it is best to destroy Daxuan before it appears ..."

Xu Chu said seriously.

He is really serious and serious.

He was really scared of Yantai Xuan.

If it were his own monarch, Xu Chu would be very happy, but ... but the enemy's monarch, it would be like a nightmare that entangled his heart, making people sleepless.

The overlord held the golden dragon seal in his hand, his eyes flickered, and Xu Chu's words made him very emotional.

However, he stared at the seal of Jin Longxi, but shook his head.

This golden dragon seal is too weird. Is anyone behind it?

If he really shot down the army of Daxuan Kingdom, would this person who made the seal of Jin Longxi seal it?

Although it seems that the Overlord is easy to kill Yantai Xuan, and it is easy to destroy Daxuan.

In fact, it's not that simple.

and……

And Tang Xiansheng.

Nan Xian Tang Xiansheng supported Daxuan Kingdom. If Nanxun added Daxuan, the overlord really had to be afraid of it.

Although South County is not a self-governing country, it is not much different from one country.

In particular, the combat effectiveness of Nam-gun is not weak, because there is Tang Yimo in Nam-gun.

The tyrant originally thought that he had occupied the Emperor Capital, and the major families would be attached, but ...

The great families in each county are still looking at Daxuan and Xiliang with a wait-and-see attitude.

The snow was blowing, the snow was falling like a goose feather.

The overlord held two golden dragon seals and looked into the sky.

Although Da Zhou was overthrown, but ... the battle in this world is more and more dark tide surging.

...

The news of the imperial battle of Emperor Beijing fell quickly to Nan County.

Except of course.

Equally compelling, there is also news from Bai Yujing, Trial Tower ... Can it help people break through the opportunity of 桎梏?

Many practitioners in the rivers and lakes were stunned.

Compared with the temple disputes, the practitioners are more concerned about spiritual matters.

Bai Yujing is clearly the authority, and Bai Yujing's trial tower now appears to be a bit unusual.

Tang Yimo Duan sat in the lobby.

Sima Qingshan was carrying a book box, behind him, followed by the cheap female apprentice he picked up, an amusing word.

"Brother T-shirt? Are you leaving?"

Tang Yimo saw the Sima Qing shirt carrying the book box, and he couldn't help but get up and said.

Sima Qingshan smiled: "The world's feasts are inseparable, and it's time to continue to travel around the world. As Bai Yujing and Lu Shaozhu said, drawing the road ... is mainly the perception, walking around the world, watching everything can draw everything."

"Also, the trial tower mentioned in Bai Yujing's news world is also very interested in going down and wants to go around. Recently, the practice has reached a bottleneck, which is just the time to seek a breakthrough."

Sima Tsing Shan Road.

Tang Yimo no longer discouraged after hearing this.

Sima Qingshan's path is indeed not the same as his penance. What he needs is insight. Perhaps a painting can make Sima Qingshan realize the epiphany and repair it.

Tang Yimo was also interested in Bai Yujing's trial tower.

Can help people to break through the puppet, I wonder if his Tang Yimo's puppet can break through with the help of the trial tower.

"Farewell."

"Brother Tang, there will be a period later."

Sima Qing shirt arched his hand.

Behind him, he drew slightly in red humor.

Afterwards, the two left Tang House side by side, holding umbrellas in a beam of words, the drizzle fluttered, and their bodies disappeared into the rain curtain.

Tang Yimo shouldered his hand, stood in front of the door, and pondered for a long time.

Sima Qingshan left Tangfu with an exclamatory word and walked out of Nanjiang City. They continued south.

Came to Nanjin City.

Nanjin City is as quiet and beautiful as ever. In the rain, it is hazy. Even after the baptism of countless wars, it is still as usual.

This is a city full of years and stories.

An Amusing Word propped up a paper umbrella, looking at this mottled old city, like a strong man with scars all over his body, stood here.

"Is this Master's hometown?"

The red lips twitched slightly, and there was some curiosity and some expectation in her heart.

Sima Tsinghua smiled with a smile on his face and entered the city of Nanjin with an amiable word. The guarding Nanfu army immediately saw Sima Tsinghua and immediately laughed. They naturally recognized Sima Tsinghua.

After all, they fought side by side.

After entering the city, many people greeted Sima Tsingtao. The Nanjin city in the rain seemed a bit depressed.

There are many puddles accumulating in the bluestone board road.

Sima Tsingtao walked along with her sweet words, and when she met some familiar faces, Sima Tsingtao would say hello.

Some faces are still there, some are gone.

The cruelty of the war still released his cruel power.

An Miyu followed quietly behind Sima Tsing Yi, without any haste.

Sima Qingshan visited every corner of Nanjin City, where his memories are treasured.

After that, he came to Houshan with a punch line, a place that is not high but not short, standing on a cliff, and can see the entire city view of Nanjin City.

Even looking up, you can see the vast battlefield outside Nanjin city.

"Well words, don't you regret entering the painting school?"

The Sima T-shirt stood on a cliff, and the blue shirt on his body was blown by the wind mixed with rain, swinging constantly.

He asked softly.

Behind him, holding an oil-paper umbrella and a red jacket, feeling the wind blowing by the rain.

The fair-faced faces of Amber seemed to be blown red.

"No regrets."

"Pazon, good."

Sima Qingshan smiled.

Taking the picture scroll out of the book box, it suddenly unfolded, and the picture scroll floated in the air. He took the pen, and Amy spoke it for him.

Sima Qingshan wrote down the pen, the pen dangled like rain, and a little ink stained on the scroll.

Sima Qingshan looked at Nanjin City in the rain.

Continue to paint.

He did not paint Nanjin City, but a simple small building, a small building standing quietly in the rain, with plantains downstairs.

After painting.

Sima Qing shirt, pen in the premise of the small building.

Draw a plaque.

Write four characters on the forehead, painting Zong Molou.

An Miaoyu only felt that his eyes were shining, and Sima Qingshan smiled lightly.

Hand shake.

The scrolls trembled like a splendid picture, making a rattle.

Aniaoyu found that a small building in black color stood safely on the floor of Houshan.

"From today, this is my painting of Zongshan Gate."

Sima Qingshan looked at Aniyu.

"Don't you feel embarrassed, after all ... Master I am poor."

Amy Yu suddenly pouted and smiled.

"This picture contains scrolls, which you will keep in the future."

Sima Tsing Shan Road.

He did everything.

The ink-colored small building was turned into a picture again, and when it was done, it was given to Amour.

Amyyu took it, took out a cloth painting sleeve, shoved the scroll into it, carrying the painting on his back, and pouting with a smile.

The two were silent and went down the mountain.

Figure walking on the bluestone official road ticking in the drizzle.

"Master, where shall we go next?"

"Well words, the first practitioners in the world, have you heard of them?"

"Is Bai Yujing?"

"Yes, next we will go to Bai Yujing ... to the trial tower."

"Okay."

...

Outside North Luo.

On the vast expanse of snow, there were two figures trekking.

Jiang Li took the bucket, blocked the snow in the sky, and looked at Beiluo City as if shrouded in immortality, taking a deep breath.

This is his first visit to Beiluo.

The Chilian practicing beside him was no stranger to Beiluo City, after all, she had been there before.

The two pulled long traces in the snowy field, and soon came to Beiluo City.

Luo Cheng, guarding the city gate, saw Chi Lian and Jiang Li, faintly, and he opened the gate.

Jiang Li entered the city and saw the prosperity of Beiluo City for the first time.

In Beiluo City, the streets are filled with traffic, hawkers, hawkers, and the smell of food.

Jiang Li couldn't help feeling that Bai Yujing was indeed a pure land.

He stared at the towering white jade tower soaring into the sky, as if there was terrible oppression that would break his mind.

He was a little shocked at this white jade tower.

The moment Jiang Li and Chi Lian entered the city, Lu Fan felt it.

Lu Fan did not let Luo Cheng bring Jiang Li to Huxin Island, but instead drank himself and set the game.

Jiang Li's arrival did not cause any waves.

Maybe outside, he is a mighty army god, but in Beiluo City, Jiang Li is nothing special.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and dropped the chessboard with one hand.

There is potential in him.

That's chess.

The game of "Human Bureau" is more difficult than the first two games, as if playing all the human aspects in one game.

The game of chess is over.

Lu Fan leaned on the Qiandao chair.

He was holding a bronze wine glass and drinking.

In the trial tower, everyone is working hard.

Kong Nanfei stepped into the trial tower after writing the song of righteousness. His fifth-level experience of perception still exists.

However, because of the particularity of the practice of Kong Nanfei, it is very likely that he would abandon the aura of derivation. Hao Ran Zheng Qi is actually an attribute.

Instead, he omitted the process of enlightenment attribute aura.

Therefore, Lu Fan is somewhat looking forward to whether Kong Nanfei can take advantage of this opportunity of understanding ~ www.readwn.com ~

Who will be the first practitioner to step into the world of locks?

Lu Fan still has some expectations.

Leaning on a wheelchair.

Looking at the snow flying in the sky, Lu Pan squinted.

He was at a loss.

Immediately jumped out of the system panel.

Gaze shifted and fell on the more strange [Tiandao Thunder Penalty Experience Reward].

Afterwards, I looked at the line and saw that I had not used it for a long time, as if covered with a layer of dust.

There are four layers of gas refining.

The missionary ... you can pull new people.

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