Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Yantai Xuan has been miserable lately.

A few days ago, he had just been assassinated by the leader of the Black Dragon Sect, Liu Yuanhao, and was almost dead. If it hadn't inspired the dragon spirit, the entire Great Xuan Kingdom should be preparing to die for him.

The assassination has just passed, and now there is another enemy.

A Taishang elder from Yuandoujing in Nandoushan came for the imperial power of the Emperor Taixuan.

His face was torn as soon as he met, and a powerful attack broke out directly.

In the old body of the South Vietnam Wind, a powerful force broke out. It seems that the candlestick is old, but it is actually extremely powerful.

boom!

Reiki gathered into one palm, the huge palm almost covered half the city, exuding a depressing breath.

"presumptuous!"

Huantai was furious, with an angry fury in his mouth.

The strong man of Nandoushan actually shot in the Grand Xuan Xue Palace!

"Protect the King!"

Xuan Wu Wei, frightened by the breath of the Yuanying Realm in the South Vietnam wind, pulled out his weapons one after another.

Blocked in front of Yan Taixuan.

Xue Tao roared, the strength of the body realm burst, his body was covered with aura armor, and a shot stabbed at the palm.

However, the palm of the South Vietnamese wind is too strong.

The strength of Nanyuefeng is very strong. He is the elder of Nandoushan, and lived even longer than Du Longyang and others.

The attack from Yuanying Realm, which was a perfect level, was not what Xue Tao could stop at all.

Huh!

The spear in Xue Tao's hand broke, and the whole body was bursting with bleeding mist, and the body flew out, marking Xu Yuan.

Just a touch, it's almost dying.

The gap in combat power is too great.

This is Yuan Ying Jing!

Yantai Xuan's heart was furious.

But at the same time, he also felt powerless. This is the world of practitioners, weak and strong ...

If such a strong man occupied the whole world, how much pain should the people have?

In the eyes of the true strong, the lives of ordinary people may be no different from ants.

The purpose of the existence of the royal road is to protect these mortals.

Everything in the world has its own reason for existence.

Xuantuan of Xuantai supported Xue Tao, who looked extremely miserable.

A feather fan blocked in front of Yan Taixuan.

"King, withdraw, and retreat to Qinglong Dragon Gate."

Mo Mo said solemnly.

Yantai Xuan looked cold and shook his head.

"My king can't retreat. If my king retreats, what will you do?"

"Oh, you are the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"My King is standing here, but to see ... He dare not kill my King!"

Xuantai Xuanzai remained motionless with a straight waist.

Even in the face of the terrible assaults of Yuanying Realm, he did not retreat at all.

"Long Qi gathers in one body. The purpose of Lu Shaozhu to make the Long Qi is that it is for the sake of the world.

"Dare to try this old thing!"

Yantai Xuan said.

He also saw it thoroughly.

The emperor's dragon air is from Bai Yujing. Therefore, Huantai Xuan has Bai Yujing as his background.

Mo Mo sighed.

This is indeed the case, but ...

Huantai Xuan ignored one thing, that is, how crazy would anyone be if the limit was approaching.

What an unreasonable thing one would do in order to live.

South Vietnamese wind wants to live.

He practiced for too many years in the Great Yuanyuan Infant, and he didn't want to die like that.

He has to go further on the path of practice.

Therefore, Mo Ju felt that Bai Yujing might not be the cause of deterring the South Vietnamese wind.

boom!

Sure enough, a terrible blast of wind from the South Vietnam came.

Mo Ju Confucian shirt fluttered, looking towards the South Vietnamese wind.

"Seniors ... Huangdao Longqi was Bai Yujing and Lu Shaoxu personally promised to King Beixuan."

"The predecessor wants to win the imperial power of the emperor. Have you asked Lu Shaozhu?"

Mo Jang fan shook slightly and yelled.

Although there is some speculation about the ending, Mo Mo chose to try it.

What if the South Vietnamese wind is still scary?

however……

Soon Mo Mo's heart sank.

Because ... the South Vietnamese wind did not stop, but the attack was more and more terrifying!

"Hahaha ..."

"The old man just wanted to see if he could live a long life."

South Vietnam wind laughed.

A depressed palm approached Yantai Xuan continuously.

Xuan Wuwei's strong men were suppressed and retreated.

Yantai Xuan's body was red-hot, and his face was red, as if blood had poured on his face.

"You old thing, are you dreaming? Being immortal is for a thief, but also for longevity!"

Xuantai Xuan's face was red, and under the coercion of that terrible palm, he yelled loudly.

He couldn't help his bad temper.

Mo Mo is a little speechless.

King, pay attention to your image.

However, Mo Ju also knows that he can't keep it.

Although he couldn't hold this palm, he was able to block for Xuantuan Xuan.

Mo Mo drank.

Hao Ran's righteousness drank in his mouth.

White Hao Ran's righteousness collided with that palm, although it could not shake the slightest, but it caused ripple spread.

Huh!

With one blow, Mo Ju's face turned pale.

He kicked back and forth.

There was blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the white Confucian shirt was dyed red.

Yantai Xuan's eyes turned red.

However, he couldn't help himself.

Yuan Yingjing's palm finally fell down, as if to catch him.

"drink!"

Xuantai's wrath was rolling, the emperor's dragon spirit reappeared, the golden emperor's dragon gas turned into a golden dragon and hovered over his head.

The falling yellow gas, like the strongest barrier, blocked the attack for him.

The turbid and old eyes of South Vietnam flickered with brilliance.

"This is Emperor Road Dragon Power!"

Boom!

A bang on it.

The terrible sweeping force erupted.

Xuantai Xuanru was struck by lightning and felt a cool body.

Two steps back from the body, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.

Yuan Yingjing's blow was much stronger than that of Liu Yuanhao.

Even if the South Vietnamese wind did not comprehend the meaning, but his own strength is enough to suppress everything.

"The mortal body can resist the blow of the old man ..."

The hotter in Nan Yuefeng's eyes.

He felt the strangeness of this man's royal way.

If he can learn anything from the emperor's way, maybe he really has a chance to break through the baby change?

Therefore, the South Vietnamese wind took another shot.

There is no fancy attacking technique, some are simple and direct force crushing.

Ask on Tianfeng.

The Qinglong lying on the dragon's gate opened his eyes again.

Why is this Yantai Xuan so miserable recently?

The next moment, he spiraled out of the dragon gate.

Roar!

Long Yin.

The blue horse spouted from the mouth of Qinglong and fell down suddenly.

It was hit with the palm of the South Vietnamese wind.

The terrible air waves swept away and shattered the buildings in the Big Xuan Xue Palace.

The eyes of Xuan Wuwei and the students all looked red.

Qinglong descended from the sky.

Yantai Xuan who coughed up blood in his mouth laughed.

"Old man! Drive him!"

Huantai Xuan doesn't know if Qinglong can fight the South Vietnam wind, but he only knows that the momentum cannot be weak.

The South Vietnamese wind was so old that it seemed as if half of its feet were about to step into the loess.

"Tianlong species in the dragon gate ..."

The old and hoarse voice of the South Vietnamese was soaring.

The next moment, around his body, a Jin Danjing from Nandoushan burst out.

Control the situation in the Grand Xuan Xue Palace.

The robe of the South Vietnamese wind hunted.

"Qinglong, leave now, don't worry about your business, or ... the old man will kill the dragon today."

South Vietnam wind tunnel.

Qinglong's breath is not very strong in the sight of the South Vietnamese wind.

Although he knew that the strength of the Tianlong species could not just be watched with breath.

However, the South Vietnamese style is confident.

The imperial power of the royal road is a rare opportunity for him to find a broken yuan baby into the baby, and he cannot give up.

Qinglong's breath is noble, grand, and just ...

It is a perfect complement to the emperor's dragon spirit of Yantai Xuan.

It's no wonder that Qinglong has repeatedly shot to help Yantai Xuan.

For the threat of the South Vietnamese wind, Qinglong did not answer, or was too lazy to answer.

Long Wei swept away, and a strong wind suddenly pulled out.

The gully trembled slightly on the old face of Nanyuefeng.

"I heard that dragon blood can prolong life ... Today, my husband is thirsty to drink dragon blood!"

South Vietnam wind tunnel.

He has no choice. He is bound to die. If he does not become a baby, he will die completely.

This is the rule of heaven and earth. No one can change the rules of life of heaven and earth.

Therefore, even if he knew that the relationship between Tianlongzhong and Bai Yujing would not be reversed, he still chose to do it.

Huh!

The South Vietnamese wind rose into the sky, and Yuanying Realm was able to fly against the wind and fight the blue dragon on the sky.

The top of Tailing is completely reduced to the battlefield.

Only the roaring rubble continued to fall.

Yuan Ying Jing is too strong.

At least, it's too strong for Qinglong ...

The day dragon species relies on evolution. The blue dragon's fighting power may be comparable to that of ordinary Yuanying. However, compared with the South Vietnamese wind in the great consummation, it still suffers.

In the dark golden eyes of Qinglong, terrible waves surged.

He issued a sharp drink.

The emperor's dragon dragon spirit on Huantuan Xuan swept up, as if the reflected blue dragon turned from blue to golden.

The blue dragon is a symbol of honor.

After being transformed into a golden dragon, the attack was more decisive and powerful, with golden energy shining from his mouth, and he fought against the South Vietnamese wind.

The battle alarmed the entire Tailing.

The students of the Daxuan Xuegong looked up fiercely.

They all practiced in Longmen and met the peaceful blue dragon.

I did not expect that the peaceful blue dragon would burst into such a powerful force.

Qinglong is protecting them!

Emperor Taixuan swept through the royal road.

He removed the seal of Emperor Dragon.

Drink in your mouth.

On the sky.

The blue dragon's eyes flickered and echoed with the emperor dragon's seal. Later, the emperor's dragon rose to the sky and welcomed the storm. It turned into a huge seal and was caught by the tail of the dragon.

The South Vietnamese wind was hit by a big seal, and the whole person smashed into the ground.

"Top magic weapon ?!"

The South Vietnamese wind stood, and looking at the big seal that rose in the storm, his face became very ugly.

Qinglong won the blessing of Emperor Dao, but he could not win it for a short time.

However, his heart was getting hotter, and the stronger the royal road, the more excited he became.

Knot printed in hands.

Above the head of the South Vietnamese wind, a Yuan baby emerged.

Yuan Ying looks exactly the same as South Vietnam. This is the Yuan Ying after no change.

The energy is almost overflowing, reaching a level of perfection.

South Vietnam's wind and wind rushed up, and it must fly.

Facing Yuan Ying, he is unmatched in combat ability.

He is not the same as Zhou Haisheng. Zhou Haisheng pinned his hopes on Zhou Liu, so once Zhou Liu died, Zhou Haisheng was in despair.

He only believed in his own strength.

Only by being strong is fundamental.

The glory of Nanyuefeng drew down, and the old body began to become young, just like Zhou Haisheng at the beginning.

These older generations have a strong hole card.

When they are young, their combat power will return to its previous peak.

"This is Yuan Yingjing ..."

Mo Chou coughed up his blood, looking at the battle on the sky with a complex and amazed look.

Flying to the sky, returning to old age ...

Yuan Yingjing is almost like a fairy.

Huantai Xuan is roaring, immortal fart. In his opinion, the South Vietnamese wind is a villain who bullies!

"kill!"

Huantai Xuanzang shouted with a fist.

However, the ending is cruel.

The wind and war in South Vietnam became more and more courageous. He found hope, and the whole person glowed with hope.

Strength seems to be sublimated at this moment.

Emperor Dragon Seal was blown away.

The blue dragon circled the sky, and the dragon scales blasted by the South Vietnamese wind were filled with dragon blood.

The students of Nandoushan smiled excitedly.

If the South Vietnamese wind can go further, break through to the baby change.

Nan Doosan will be able to become a first-class force, which can be compared with the first-class forces that are comparable to the sacred places such as Wudi City and Gannv Palace!

Infant transition is the representative and symbol of first-class forces.

Without baby change, it can always be second-rate.

In Tianyuan Domain, the number of infantile transitional power is very small, except for the four holy places, there are no infantile transitional powerhouses.

Therefore, the South Vietnamese wind is very eager to break through, eager to transform, infant change, in fact, Yuan Yuan's transformation.

Is the root of change in life transition!

Qinglong bleeds blood to the sky.

Dragon Qi shook the world.

It was a bit fierce for a while.

The wind and war of the South Vietnam became more and more brave, and the whole body exudes shining light.

Yan Taixuan's heart sank.

He found that the Qinglong was not able to beat the South Vietnamese wind.

Moreover, Qinglong seems to be injured!

Huantai Xuan pulled out a protective sword.

Climb over Tailing.

The South Vietnamese wind walked through the air step by step.

Qinglong's claws grasped the ground of Tailing, shattering like tofu.

Xuantai Xuan climbed out of the ruins, holding a sword, and guided the wind.

South Vietnam wind laughed.

"The imperial dynasty ... the energy that even the old man can't break, it's too wasteful to give you this mortal."

South Vietnam wind tunnel.

Xuantuan was angry, "Well! You know what a fart!"

Then he turned to look at Qinglong.

Qinglong lay on the ground, and her dark golden eyes stared at Yan Taixuan.

One person, one dragon, actually feels a little bit sorry for each other.

Look at each other just like when Xuantai Xuan asked for the Longmen qualification.

"Old man ... can't fight it?"

Huantai Xuandao.

"Why don't you run first ... when you get stronger in the future, then come back to avenge your king!"

Huantai Xuanzang tightly guarded sword, said.

Qinglong shook her head, and then opened her mouth as if sighing.

next moment.

Qinglong looked up and issued a high-pitched dragon yin towards the sky!

The sound of Longyin was like the ripples of a boulder thrown into a pool of water and scattered.

Ok?

The face of Nanyuefeng changed slightly, and he felt that something was wrong.

However, Qinglong began to bite the dragon scales on her body.

Uh, uh ...

The blood sprayed, Qinglong raised a dragon's finger, drilled a hole in his body, and the dragon's blood flowed.

The wind in South Vietnam was crippled.

Huantai Xuan also shuddered, "Old man, don't ... don't harm yourself?"

suddenly.

Qinglong glanced at Yantai Xuan, the dragon's claws fell down, pressed Yantai Xuan to the ground, and coughed out blood ...

Makes Yantai Xuan look very miserable.

Thereafter, Qinglong once again issued a high-pitched dragon yin.

It was like a grieving cry for help.

The face of the South Vietnamese wind changed suddenly.

"This dragon ... what to do?"

Yantai Xuan seems to have guessed something.

Bitter scheme?

This operation ... a bit humorous!

He was so blood-stained that he could only open his mouth and say "lying trough"!

...

Not Zhou Feng.

Greenery and flowers.

There are branches hanging on the mountain wall, and there are blossoming flowers.

On a huge piece of bluestone, a figure sat cross-legged, eyes closed, and his mouth opened with a milky breath.

If Lu Fan is here, he will be able to recognize that there is a force of chaos in this breath!

Although very few, this power is real.

suddenly.

Zhu Long, who sat on the bluestone, opened his eyes slowly.

Behind the dragon gate.

A terrible dragon chant sound came out, with sorrow, sadness, as if on the verge of death, resentment to the world.

boom!

On Zhou Feng, the terrible breath suddenly swept away.

Zhu Long swallowed the milky energy, and slightly faced.

"Xiaoqing?"

She closed her eyes and murmured the plump red lips.

what happened?

How could Qinglong make such a miserable grunt?

She stood up, as the eldest sister of the eight dragon gates, how could she sit and ignore?

The body traversed the afterimage, and entered the dragon gate from Zhou Feng instantly, crossed the iron cable, and walked out of the blue dragon gate.

...

The noodles of the South Vietnamese wind trembled slightly.

Qinglong's appearance became more miserable, and blood stains from sharp blades emerged from the body, which was actually scraped by Qinglong himself.

There were even many places that were poked out of the hole, and blood was spilling on the ground.

This is a cruel dragon!

The South Vietnamese wind stopped, listening to the surroundings.

This Qinglong ... is so wrong! The abnormal behavior disturbed him a little.

Is Qinglong calling Bai Yujing?

The South Vietnamese wind erupted into a strong force, and Yuan Ying, who was entangled on top of his head, opened his eyes and glowed brightly.

The whole body was tense.

suddenly.

Ask on Tianfeng.

In front of Qinglong Dragon Gate.

A graceful figure stepped forward.

The girl is elegant, and the girl is like a brows.

Closed eyes, eyelashes trembled slightly.

Feeling scars all over the body ~ www.readwn.com ~ The languid, dying blue dragon.

A terrible breath erupted in an instant, rushing into the air.

Howl!

Qinglong rushed out immediately, with a decisive breath, and slammed into the South Vietnamese wind without a second thought. The South Vietnamese wind frowned, thinking that Qinglong might call Bai Yujing.

However, when his sleeve was half-folded, Qinglong flew backwards, bleeding blood for 500 meters, and even sent out a weak and helpless miserable like a broken bone ...

South Vietnamese wind: "..."

Li Taixuan, lying on the ground with blood on his face, saw Zhu Long coming from the air. This terrible girl, of course, remembers that the terrible existence in Zhou Feng's Dragon Gate!

Looking at the blue dragons that have been miserable on the ground ...

Yantai Xuan lay on the ground subconsciously, and learned to mourn a few times.

Old man ... excellent!