Building The Ultimate Fantasy

I glanced at Bai Meisheng with a smile, of course, Ning Zhao did not smile, but this did not prevent Ning Zhao from looking back, leaving a thick stroke in Mo Ju's heart.

I was like a thunder in the dead night, tearing the dark sky.

Momo Mo covered his chest with a fan.

"Who are they?"

Xu Taixuan, who was sitting on the ground, stood up slowly, his eyes covered with bloodshot, panting.

"Peacewoman and coachman in Beiluolu."

Momo Mo said, in his intelligence, he introduced these two people.

"Why can they enter the imperial palace without the order of heaven and earth?" Xutai Xuan said hoarsely as he looked at the closed Xianmen.

"Perhaps ... it has to do with the forces behind them, or with their status as a practitioner."

Mo Mo's eyes were a little deep, said.

势 The forces behind them may not be weak, and maybe even ... beyond one hundred!

Alas, Mo Ju didn't say this.

Yan Moxuan's answer made Yantai Xuan close his eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Practitioners, practitioners ... can they really practice to the extent of" Immortal "?"

"Mo Ju, there are twelve people entering Xianmen. You send someone to follow and someone comes out to understand what is the immortal fate in Xiangong Palace. In addition, you send people to search for the heaven and earth order ... and arrange and train the sincere warriors to enter Xiangong Palace. . "

"Since the Heaven and Earth Decree is scattered every time when the Fairy Palace is opened, it means that this Fairy Palace is not only allowed to enter once ... Perhaps, this place will become a place for many forces in the world to cultivate practitioners."

"The general situation in the world is about to change. In the past, the great masters and warriors were the hole cards. Perhaps, in the future ... the enemies of a million practitioners will become the real hole cards in the hands of those in power."

Yantai Xuan opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot.

Jian Moju shook his fan slightly. He did not expect that after suffering such a blow from Yantai Xuan, he not only did not go on but also realized it.

I thought of this, Mo Mo could not help but smile, some eager in his heart, which counselor does not want the master Jackie Chan?

"喏." Mo Ju arched his hand.

Later, Yantai Xuan turned and walked away, the red cloak flying behind her.

Uh ...

Inside the Xianxian Palace.

There was a great tremor.

The shield created by the Mojia founder in Xiang Shaoyun's hands was sunk and smashed.

Taking a sip of blood, it spewed from his mouth.

I wanted to kill this skinny Taoist in one fell swoop with the aura of killing the spirit leader.

However, as if he knew his thoughts, this man actually absorbed the spirits of the entire middle room, and his power surged.

Xiang Shaoyun was beaten.

Wear the thickest armor and hit the heaviest.

Xiang Shaoyun has never been so embarrassed and never so desperate.

This skinny Taoist, the sense of oppression is too strong.

一 Folding the palm, one fan, Xiang Shaoyun was hit and flew, unable to get close at all.

Compared to the use of Reiki by the skinny Taoist, Xiang Shaoyun's method of knowing that Reiki increases Qi and blood is simply too weak.

Skinny Taoist uses Reiki, but Reiki can be in the palm of your hand, reiki is pressed down, etc ...

By all means, Xiang Shaoyun's temper was gone.

He has never been so weak.

Since he was a genius, he could smash the Grand Master at the age of six, so he never took the world's martial arts to his eyes.

He is arrogant, he is conceited.

He is the strongest general in West County, and the invincible overlord who is dancing.

However, he was so embarrassed in the face of a real practitioner.

三 Li Sansi held the wooden sword, his white shirt was red with blood, and he leaned against the stone wall, even breathing pain.

"Practitioner, practitioner ..."

"The world is about to change."

Li Sansi murmured.

Shougui Shougui and Kong Nanfei looked pale, and they had no more power to fight.

They are grandmasters and martial arts, but they are still human and still feel tired.

Xiang Shaoyun was already a monster. He was bombarded dozens of times in a row and climbed up again and again.

Even Mo Shougui has to admit that Xiang Shaoyun is indeed strong.

Pity

These characters, today ... may also fall in this fairy palace.

Huh!

Xiang Shaoyun coughed up his blood, stepped back several times in a row, his spine was straight, and he held a long ax with one hand.

He yelled, pulled the axe, and the axe rubbed against the ground.

The floating skinny Taoist Jiang Chao swept away with green eyes.

The next moment, the palm of the hand was lifted, and the invisible spirit pressed into an illusive palm, printed on Xiang Shaoyun's chest.

It looks like a faint stream shadow, fluttering and hitting Zhong Shaoyun, the chest bones are broken, and the skin shakes the blood and sweat beads attached to the surface with a slight arc, like stars hanging in the night sky, shattered by the shock.

Xiang Shaoyun's body pulled back, his feet rubbed against the ground.

Stunned.

There was a black and white cold wind blowing from the side of his cheek, like a gaping white horse, cutting his half strands of hair.

The light of Xiang Shaoyun's eyes suddenly flashed, looking intently.

I saw, a black and thick pig-killer, and a long sword as thin as a cicada.

Two weapons screamed from the outside of the house, like a meteor in the night, across the narrow glory!

Humming ...

The floating skinny Taoist flipped his palms, surging.

The slaughtering pig knife and cicada-wing sword approached his face door only three inches, and were stagnant in the air by invisible power.

Outdoors in Langzhong, two white shadows stepped on the snow without traces, and performed lightly.

Xiang Shaoyun was panting like a dragon.

Bai Ying quickly passed over his sides.

Li Sansi's eyes were shining, staring at the two figures that appeared.

Mo Shougui tightened his eyes.

"Who are they?"

Nian Kong Nanfei's lips are cracked, but his eyes are as bright as stars in the night.

Luobei Luolu Shaozhu really still intervened in this fairy edge!

"The master visited Beiluo the day before yesterday. After returning to Beijing, he learned that the mystery was in Wolong Ridge, and sent me here. Before leaving, he once praised ... Huxinting Yu boiled green plums, and the chessmen were connected with each other.

Kong Nanfei had a meal, Li Sansi and Mo Shougui could not help coming over.

"Looking down at the mountains and rivers with laughs, Beiluo City is safe in the land." Kong Nanfei took a deep breath and took a deep breath to get such praise from the Master, which is rare in the world.

"These two are Lu's maid and coachman."

Kongnan flyway.

"It can also be said that ... Lu Ping's disciple of Bai Yujing."

三 Li Sansi and Mo Shougui suddenly inhaled deeply, shocked.

"Sister-in-law and coachman?"

Say this person, it's so bad!

Uh ...

Nie Changqing runs "Tao Zong Yun Ling Jue" and Ning Zhao runs "Tisang Sutra".

The aura in his body burst out from Qi Dan, entangled all over his body, forming spiritual pressure.

They stared at the skinny Taoist.

的 The spiritual pressure dedicated to the practitioners collided in the air.

Nie Changqing raised his hand, the sword was performed, and the pig-knife was spinning at high speed to cut the head of the skinny Taoist.

Xuan Chan winged the sword and returned, Ning Zhao held the sword and turned over to kill.

The white skirt flew, the aura was attached to the sword, and the sword was thin.

In the distance, Xiang Shaoyun stared at him.

Pupils tighten.

观察 He observed the battle and found that Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao were not affected by the spiritual pressure of the thin Taoist.

He has come back to fight with the skinny Taoist.

Actually, the strength of Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao is better than his Xiang Shaoyun Bozhong, but ... because of the spiritual pressure, he can do things that Xiang Shaoyun cannot do.

"The oppression created by Reiki ... is the division between practitioners and ordinary martial arts ?!"

Xiang Shaoyun suddenly realized.

He mobilized the five auras in Qidan intermittently. He was not very skilled in operating the auras outside the body to form coercion.

This is the spiritual pressure.

的 The gap between the practitioners and ordinary martial arts!

Xi Ningzhao was able to realize the spirit pressure on his own. Xiang Shaoyun's talent was not weak. After observing the battle, he also condensed the pressure.

狂 Ecstatic in his heart, for a long time there has been no such joy of breakthrough.

拎 He raised his axe and took a step forward. The spiritual pressure covered the whole body. Sure enough, the skinny Taoist's oppression on him was a little weaker, although it could not be completely eliminated because of his weak pressure.

But ... it is not impossible to fight!

Xiang Shaoyun joined the battle, making the pressure of the thin Taoist more and more.

Compared with Nie Changqing's royal sword technique, Ning Zhao's body is as light as a bird.

Xiang Shaoyun nearly rushed forward and was beaten by the skinny Taoist, but the more he beat, the more excited he was.

Because ... he feels that the thin Taoist strength is weakening!

A touch of dawn is like the dawning star, illuminating his heart!

at last……

Nie Changqing's imperial sword, the white robe turned and flew, and the skinny Taoist neck was cut in one stroke, and the knife spread into the flesh two inches.

Xi Ningzhao's white skirt fluttered, her sword swiveled, and the tip of the sword pierced a grain of dust floating in the air, pierced into the skin of a skinny Taoist, and stared at the stone wall.

Xiang Shaoyun roared, shook the axe with both hands, and jumped up.

Suddenly.

The skinny Taoist who was nailed to the stone wall opened his mouth and screamed as if screaming into his soul.

"U Jiang Chao, vow to guard the glory of the Emperor withered!"

绿 The green light flourishes in the eyes of withered wooden people ~ www.readwn.com ~ The next moment, the flesh swells and suddenly explodes!

A horrific explosion wounded everyone in the interior.

It is dense and dense, full of hundreds of auras, forming a storm, entangled in the middle room.

Xiang Shaoyun's leaping figure was slammed by aura, and the flesh on his chest was blurred, hitting the ground, marking the distance, and coughing blood in his mouth.

Nie Changqing held Bo Fei's pig-knife, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, Ning Zhao's face turned pale, and he backed off two steps, holding his sword and tiger's mouth to bleed.

I felt the aura sweeping across the room.

Both knew that this was an opportunity, so they sat side by side with each other.

Run the exercises to absorb Reiki into Qidan.

Xiang Shaoyun stood up, and began to capture the aura in the air, stunned.

As a great being in this fairy palace, the thin and thin Taoist man has fallen behind, and the aura provided by him is much stronger and more refined than those monsters, even the monster monsters.

三 Li Sansi and others also stabilized their injuries from the withering of the withered wooden pathos, with excited faces, sitting cross-legged and absorbing the aura.

Uh ...

Beibei Luo, Huxin Island.

Qi Lufan's eyes bounced, staring at the chessboard, and a skinny Taoist Jiang Chao, who was unwilling to explode, sighed.

This is the first mysterious boss that he has built. He has given him emotion and body.

It's a pity that Jiang Chao's fate has been destined from the beginning, and will continue to reincarnate in the self-detonation.

The first mystery was cleared.

I was just when Jiang Chao blew himself up.

In front of Lufan, the system prompt popped up suddenly.

"Congratulations to the host for building the secret‘ Wolongling Fairy Palace ’and completing the world ’s exploration and guidance…”

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