Building The Ultimate Fantasy

For Wudi City, Lu Fan is no stranger.

The last time he occupied the body of the Emperor Tianxu, he had seen Wudi City from a distance. Therefore, Lu Fan was quite familiar with Wudi City.

He occupied the body of the first floor. Although Lu Fan did not know why this first floor appeared on his way, Lu Fan didn't think about it that much, at least, the appearance of the first floor gave Lu Fan Solved a lot of trouble.

The purple robe hunted in the snow.

Lu Fan went to the barren hill with a negative, and he did not join Nie Changqing in the pursuit of Nie Changqing.

Instead, he went to Wudi City by himself, and he planned to learn more about this world.

What kind of world is this? Lu Fan is a little curious. He knows that this is a top-level Zhongwu world, but he is not clear about the details of this world.

A top Zhongwu world should approach the edge of becoming a high-wuwu world.

Just to be able to give Lu Fan a reference.

And to understand a world, in addition to traveling step by step is enough, there is a way to get cognition from books.

Along the way, there were a lot of disciples who came to the imperial city of Zipao Wudi. They saw the first floor of the wind and they were all stunned.

"Brother Feng, why not go after the thief and go down the barren hill instead?"

"Brother Feng today is so low-key, it's incredible!"

"It's weird, the first floor of the wind doesn't even show off his seven-turn Jindan?"

...

A disciple from the inner gate of the Emperor Wu of the Purple Robe heard the sound of muttering in the snow, Lu Panting's eyes could not help but pick.

Not high-profile enough?

Lu Fan smiled. He had a jade pendant on his waist, which was a symbol of Wudicheng's discipleship. The token was engraved with the name of the body.

Lu Fan stowed the token and took it, slowly down the barren hill.

Even if he occupied the body of the first floor of the wind, Lu Fan was still Lu Fan. He would only do what he did and would not follow the habits of the first floor of the wind.

Even if it would be recognized, Lu Fan was not panicked at all.

After going down the barren hill, Lu Fan looked back. He didn't know if Lao Nie escaped and hunted down.

Du Longyang's reward almost made Nie Changqing half step into hell.

However, this also gave Nie Changqing enough pressure.

Lu Fan hummed in a minor key and ran towards Wudicheng.

Lu Fan controlled the physical control of this physical body, and was familiar with the physical power.

His feet exploded on the ground, causing countless snow mud toss, and the body on the first floor of the wind turned into a straight purple awn.

In the air, a faint arc of thunder leaped out, which was the physical skill "Thunder Technique", as if thundering.

One of the most tested skills of body skills is control. Therefore, Lu Fan can use Lei Dongjue to familiarize himself with this physical body.

The road of nearly fifty miles soon came to an end.

Lu Fan raised his head and looked at the towering Wudi City. The majestic pressure was permeating, making people faintly breathless.

Wudi City, the whole city is a force.

Lu Panyu stood under Wudi City, hunting in his robes.

It has to be said that even the Emperor Zhou Dynasty, the most magnificent city in the Five Phoenix continent, is dwarfed by this Emperor Wudi, and it is far worse.

The walls of Wudi City are high, and there are various strange patterns on them, which make the walls more stable.

Lu Fan controlled the physical body of the first floor of the wind, glanced at the city wall, and the lines in his eyes bounced, simulating the formation of the city wall.

In his eyes, this formation was like a split.

After studying the matrix method for a while, this method was thoroughly seen by Lu Fan. Lu Fan, who has a gossip array in the preaching station, has a natural advantage for the matrix method.

No longer paying attention to the formation method, Lu Fan planned to enter Wudi City.

When he came to Wudi City, Nuoda's Wudi City was not guarded.

In front of the city gate, the energy of the formation method dipped down, forming a curtain like.

For a while, Lu Fanyu understood that the array master of Wudicheng was extremely confident in the array method he arranged.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, Lu Fan raised his hand, his fingers twitched, and tapped on the formation in front of the gate. After a while, he cracked the formation of the gate, like a curtain.

Lu Fan leisurely entered into it.

Wudi City was very noisy, and Lu Fan even saw a lot of strange creatures.

For example, horses with wings, and beasts like griffins are used as vehicles for pulling carts.

Lu Fan's eyes were bright.

A monster?

Lu Fan thoughtfully, constantly learning everything around him.

Can be used to transform the Five Phoenix continent.

Upon entering Wudi City, Lu Fan's spiritual knowledge slightly converged, because in Wudi City, there are many powerful breaths, and this breath is not less than Du Longyang's level.

Although Lu Fan didn't care about the exposure, it was not so easy to find a decent body after the exposure.

Therefore, Lu Fan is also quite refreshed.

"Tibetan Pavilion in Wudi City ..."

Lu Fan's eyes fluctuated, and his goal was the Tibetan scripture pavilion. As the world's top power, there might be some classics in the Tibetan scripture pavilion in Wudi City.

"It's him, the ninth wind on the first floor!"

"Isn't he going to hunt down the stowaway? How come back? Look at this direction, ready to go to the Tibetan sutra hall? I heard that the first floor of Fengfeng wants to enter the Tibetan sutra hall, but every time he fails, why is he sorry? Go on the run? "

"What kind of zone is that in the Jingjing Pavilion, and the monks in Wudi City only have the opportunity to browse through the Jingjing Pavilion once when they enter the Yuanying Realm."

There was a gurgling voice from everyone around.

Lu Fan didn't care, but he heard the news of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which made Lu Fan interested.

Lu Fan's footsteps moved, and his body suddenly left a thunderbolt-like light in the air.

The next moment, appeared next to a disciple of a purple robe secretly speaking.

"Do you know how to get into the Scripture Pavilion?"

Lu Fan looked at the purple robe disciple faintly.

The disciple was taken aback by the first floor of Feng who suddenly appeared in front of him, thinking that he lowered his voice and said that the first floor of Feng's face was dead and his face was cold.

He knelt in front of Lu Fan with a panic, and his face was full of fear.

"Brother Feng's life ... I shouldn't shout, I shouldn't talk nonsense ..."

The disciple was panicked, and Lu Fan was a little speechless. It seemed that he had a bad temper when he occupied the first floor of the wind that had occupied his flesh.

"answer me."

Lu Fanhe patted this disciple, said.

The disciple was trembling slightly. How could he enter the Tibetan scripture hall as the ninth place on the list?

Don't you often challenge the first floor of the Fengjing Pavilion to fail?

The first floor of the wind is obviously intended to find fault, answering questions is just an excuse.

No matter if he answered right or wrong, he will be beaten.

However, the disciple answered honestly.

"The Scripture Pavilion is qualified for challenge. If the disciples can challenge the elders of the Scripture Pavilion and win, they can enter."

This disciple, Tao.

Lu Panyu narrowed his eyes.

He didn't inherit the memory of Feng's first floor, so it wasn't clear to him.

Challenge Elder Guardian?

In Wudi City, the position of elder is undoubtedly the Yuanying Kingdom, that is, to enter the Tibetan Classics Pavilion, you must fight against the Yuanying Kingdom with Jin Dan.

This difficulty is not ordinary, which basically eliminates the chance for ordinary disciples to enter the Tibetan Classics Pavilion.

Lu Fan smiled.

Ignore the trembling figure kneeling on the ground.

Is he Lufan the kind of careful person?

Looking at the figure of the landing fan's negative hand, the inside disciple was a little dazed. With the stinking temper on the first floor of the wind, he would definitely beat him.

However, the first floor of the wind did not, but turned around and left chicly.

As if he was just asking about the question of how to enter the Tibetan Pavilion.

but……

Such a well-known question ... need to ask? !!

This disciple was a little confused for a while.

Lu Fan entered the inner gate of the Emperor Wudi. Along the way, many disciples saw the first floor of the wind, all showing the color of fear, and in their fear, they also had dislike.

Lu Fan didn't take it seriously, but could only express emotion. The person on the first floor of the wind was really bad.

But that's okay, there won't be any mess to disturb him.

After pulling a disciple, Lu Fan asked about the position of the Tibetan Pavilion.

In the panic of the disciple's face, Lu Fan patted the other's shoulder kindly and friendly after learning the position, and the disciple was slumped to the ground.

Lu Fan came to the Tibetan Pavilion of Wudi City.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is actually an exquisite pavilion with a large area. .

The palace's Zhu wall is wrapped, glazed cornices, blue bricks and blue tiles, full of grand atmosphere.

The location of the Zangjing Pavilion is a bit remote and even deserted.

Lu Fan stepped in and entered the Zhu wall, after which it was a large open space paved with blue bricks.

The open space is huge, and the blue brick stairs are spread all the way to the house of the Tibetan Pavilion.

Lu Fan's eyes fell on an old servant sweeping the floor on the blue-brick staircase of the Zangjing Pavilion.

The old servant was very old, with white hair and white beard, scratching his back, grasping the broom and gently sweeping it, the dust and fallen leaves fluttered under the broom, and finally he was drawn into a dustpan like a long dragon.

This control of power is truly extraordinary.

"The first floor, why are you here again?"

suddenly.

The old servant raised his head, and Lu Fan froze, but found that the old servant had no eyes, but was a blind old servant.

"Although you have seven turns of Jindan, you have too much control over your strength, and you are far from wanting to enter the Tibetan Classic Pavilion ... wait for your nine-dan Jindan to come again."

Old servant said.

After speaking, he continued to hold the broom and sweep the floor.

Lu Fan smiled: "What's the requirement if I want to enter the Tibetan Pavilion?"

The old servant who was sweeping the floor stagnated, slowly raised his head, and the dim, godless eyes seemed to look in the direction of Lu Fan.

"The old man's strength is suppressed to seven turns of Jindan. If you win, you can enter."

The blind sweeping old servant, said.

Lu Fan bowed his head slightly, removed the folding gun from the package on the back, the tip of the gun reached the ground, and made a noise.

The old servant sweeping the floor dropped her head and continued sweeping.

A rustling sound lingered on the steps in front of the Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion.

Lu Fan controlled the body on the first floor of the wind, kicked his spear lightly, and looked at the old man slowly.

"coming."

Lu Fandao.

The sweeping old servant kept quiet and continued to sweep the ground.

Lu Fan picked up the corner of his mouth, and hit the gun with the tip of a folding gun. "Then I ... really come."

The words fell.

When the thunder arc moved, the body on the first floor of the wind suddenly disappeared in situ, and then appeared again.

Only a series of afterimages left.

The sweeping old servant's action suddenly became stiff, and he raised his head suddenly, making a rush of being blown by the strong wind.

The broom in his hand suddenly lifted.

A spear does not know when it has been suddenly stabbed.

Wrapped in a terrible penetrating mood!

Click!

The broom was suddenly blown away, the old servant's breath surged, and he took several steps back in succession, each step falling, crushing the blue brick.

"you……"

The sweeping old servant was shocked.

This is the first floor of the wind?

But in the old servant's induction, this is indeed the kind of wind on the first floor, even the soul has not changed.

"You have been hiding strength?"

The old servant calmed down.

Lu Fan controlled the body of the first floor of the wind and stabbed again in the volley.

He wouldn't do anything else. What he would do was to quickly stab, supplemented by "Thunder Move", and shoot a shot.

As the saying goes, martial arts in the world, but not break.

Although Lu Fan would not use a gun, it would be fast enough.

Lu Fan dragged his spear with one hand, stepped on the soles of his feet, and thundered.

The figure disappeared again.

Although the old servant's eyes were blind, his mind became more and more transparent.

He felt the pressure, and he felt the pressure on a junior in Jin Danjing.

The old servant did not use Yuan Yingjing's strength, and he could not leave his face.

He is still dealing with the first floor of Fengdan with the strength of seven turns Jindan.

Outside the Tibetan scripture court.

Many disciples popped their heads sneakily.

Seeing the battle in front of the Tibetan Pavilion, they all took a deep breath.

Feeling incredible.

The first floor of the Feng challenged the Tibetan scripture hall, and the most important thing is ... this time, he actually pressed the guardian of the Tibetan scripture hall to fight!

Are they dazzled?

On top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

In doubt, he looked in the direction of the Zangjing Pavilion, where ... a battle erupted that surprised him.

"It's the first floor of the wind again. He's treating the old blind man as a sharpening stone to sharpen himself."

Du Longyang smiled.

He is optimistic about the junior on the first floor.

He retracted his gaze, with a dignified color in his eyes.

Wu Dicheng's disciples pursued and killed Nie Changqing, but at this time they did not succeed, but in Du Longyang's induction, many disciples' breath disappeared.

The disappearance of breath means death.

Killed by the stowaway.

Dozens of Jindan realms chased down a newly entered Jindan, but also killed so many people.

Du Longyang's face was gloomy. Was the stowaway too strong, or was the Jindan border in Wudi City too garbage?

It was also a turn of Jindan. The Jindan border of Wudi City encountered the stowaway, and it was not a rival at all levels.

The stowaways of the Void Gate have high perseverance, strength, and potential.

"If you can live, Qianlong is on the list."

Du Longyang sighed with emotion.

Just when Du Longyang was feeling.

The battle in front of the Zangjing Pavilion ended cleanly.

Thunder arcs move between.

The blind old servant took a step back.

A spear stuck to his face and stuck to the ground.

A bloodstain penetrated the blind old servant's cheek.

The disciples who watched the battle secretly outside, breathed a breath, and the atmosphere was afraid to come out.

Their faces were full of excitement.

Win ... won?

Inner disciples challenge the elders of the Scripture Pavilion ... did they win?

This is a record!

The first floor of the wind, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Brother Feng ... is it so strong? !!

To be able to win the elders, I am afraid that someone is in the top three!

It turned out that the first-floor brother hid so deeply!

The blind old servant carried his broom on his back, picked up the broomstick, and coughed: "The first two floors of the Scripture Pavilion are casually flipped, and the third floor is inaccessible. In addition, it must not be damaged. Found, let alone kill. "

Said the old servant.

The words fell, and once again began to clean up the blue bricks on the stairs.

Lu Fan controlled the body of the first floor of the wind, folded his spear, but ignored the words of the blind old servant, and went straight to the door of the Tibetan Pavilion, and patted it on the ancient door with a creak. Long voices linger.

After Lu Fan entered the Tibetan Classics Pavilion.

Du Longyang's body suddenly appeared.

"He won?"

Du Longyang looked at the blind old servant and frowned.

The blind old servant nodded slightly.

Du Longyang glanced at the gun marks on the ground.

"He didn't understand the meaning of the gun, but he used the speed to enhance the power of the gun ... Another exception is enough to explode the power comparable to the nine-turn Jindan."

"The first floor of the wind ... someone is on the top!"

Du Longyang sighed.

He looked at the Jingjing Pavilion, his eyes flickered, with the expectation: "I hope that the first floor of the wind can gain something from the Tibetan Pavilion this time ... The list of people is at the top of the list, and I have not reached the summit for too long."

Du Longyang's emotions were heard by the eavesdropping disciples. Soon, the news spread throughout Wudi City.

On the first floor of disciples inside the gate of the Emperor Wudi, someone is on the top!

And at this moment.

Lu Fan controls the body of the first floor of the wind, and has stepped into the Tibetan Pavilion.

Create super fantasy

Create super fantasy

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