Building The Ultimate Fantasy

South County Forbidden Area.

Tang Yimo and the others sat cross-legged, and they guarded the outside. In case of any accident to Nie Zhangqing, who had just entered the forbidden area, they would be able to provide quick support.

However, Nie Zhangqing had entered it for almost half an hour, but nothing happened.

Come to think of it, it shouldn't come out in a short time.

suddenly.

Tang Yimo opened his eyes, and he looked into the distance, where there was a figure striding forward.

It was a Confucian scholar, holding a hexagram in one hand and three copper treasures in the other.

Swaying all the way, walking a rather insolent pace.

"It's Mo Tianyu...the head disciple of Confucianism."

Someone recognized Mo Tianyu and was amazed.

After the death of the national teacher, Confucianism has actually declined. Originally, Kong Nanfei founded the Haoran Sect, with the faint intention of restoring Confucianism to its glory. Unfortunately, Kong Nanfei failed to cross the sky and fell into a slump.

"What is he here for?"

Xie Yunling was a little puzzled, Li Sansui followed behind him, glanced at Mo Tianyu, and didn't pay much attention.

Sword Saint Hua Dongliu was somewhat interested. After all, the former national teacher had brought Mo Tianyu to the Sword Sect after he traveled to hundreds of schools.

Ximen Xianzhi, who sat quietly cross-legged behind Sword Saint Hua Dongliu, showed no fluctuations on his face.

Mo Tianyu... unexpectedly dared to appear in front of him!

Ximen Xianzhi stood up and pulled out the sword from the sword box with a clang.

"Xianzhi, what are you doing?"

Sword Saint Hua Dongliu was startled, and quickly suppressed his sword.

Ximen Xianzhi's clothes fluttered, showing a bit of determination.

"kill."

Hua Dongliu was a little speechless.

far away.

Mo Tianyu came in big strides, but his steps faltered, showing a murderous aura!

Looking up, he saw Ximen Xianzhi who was stopped by Huadongliu.

"Ah, brother Simon..."

"Be safe."

Mo Tianyu couldn't help smiling when he saw Ximen Xianzhi.

He walked with his chest open, waving the hexagrams in his hands.

Ximen Xianzhi snorted, and after being stopped by Hua Dongliu, the long sword returned to its sheath.

After that, he sat cross-legged on the ground, ignored Mo Tianyu, and didn't even look at him.

Mo Tianyu was not embarrassed either.

He bowed his hands towards the strong men around him.

Tang Yimo looked at Mo Tianyu, showing some doubts.

"Your Excellency, what are you talking about here?"

Tang Yimo said.

He guessed that Mo Tianyu might want to enter the forbidden area.

However, Mo Tianyu may be obsessed with fortune-telling, his cultivation is not strong, and he has never entered the body.

Entering the forbidden area is equivalent to sending to death.

Mo Tianyu smiled, raised his hand, and pointed to the forbidden area.

"After leaving Beiluo City, I made a fortune teller for myself, and the divination showed that my chance is in this forbidden area."

Mo Tian said.

Everyone was slightly dazed.

Ximen Xianzhi sat cross-legged on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard Mo Tianyu's words.

"How dangerous the forbidden area is. With your non-physical Tibetan cultivation base, if you enter it, you will undoubtedly die."

Ximen Xianzhi said.

Mo Tianyu didn't take it seriously, he waved his hands, and said with a smile: "So, when I came here, I personally calculated the fortunes of this trip."

Tang Yimo was curious, "How about the hexagram?"

Mo Tianyu walked towards the forbidden area step by step.

"The first hexagram, Daji, so I gave up, that is not the time to enter the forbidden area."

"The second hexagram is fierce, so... I'm here."

Mo Tianyu smiled.

The people around were a little confused when they heard the words.

After Ximen Xianzhi heard this, he was ashamed and annoyed, if the good luck is not coming, the big evil will come?

There was a "clang".

Ximen Xianzhi drew out the long sword from the sword case again.

However, Mo Tianyu didn't wait for him to attack with his sword, and walked into the forbidden area with a big smile.

Xie Yunling shook his head.

"It's a pity for Confucianism...the head of Confucianism is obsessed with divination. It seems that the task of Confucianism's prosperity can only fall on Kong Nanfei."

Sword Saint Hua Dongliu also showed emotion.

"Knowing that it is a hexagram of great evil,

Returning to the forbidden area... Is this living to death, fighting with one's back? "

Li Sansui said with a cold face.

"Perhaps, Senior Mo is planning to seek an opportunity to break through the embarrassment..."

Tang Yimo said.

Looking at the emotions of everyone.

Ximen Xianzhi held his breath and couldn't get it out.

You all believed in his ghosts!

His hexagram... is a trap!

...

Mo Tianyu passed through the air wall.

Appeared in the dilapidated Bodhisattva Temple.

As soon as he appeared, thick blood filled his mouth and nose. In the Bodhisattva Temple, there were corpses all over the ground, which frightened him.

Coupled with the terrifying coercion outside the Bodhisattva Temple.

Mo Tianyu went back to the air wall without hesitation.

Before the forbidden area.

Everyone was lamenting Mo Tianyu's fearlessness and putting himself to death to survive, but when they saw the air wall vibrate, Mo Tianyu fled back with a face full of fear.

Everyone fell into silence.

"horrible……"

"too frightening."

Mo Tianyu's face was serious, and he glanced at everyone, very solemnly, "At the other end, there are corpses strewn all over the field, and blood is flowing like a river... Murderous aura is rolling in, and the coercion is overwhelming. Come out here to take a breath and adjust your mentality."

Mo Tian said.

After finishing speaking, he got into it again, and this time, he didn't return for a long time.

Mo Tianyu walked out of the air wall and walked in the Bodhisattva Temple. He carried the hexagram scroll and walked out of the Bodhisattva Temple.

From a distance, one can see the deep pit in the snow, one corpse after another spread out...

Mo Tianyu strode out with his chest open.

In the distance, there is a terrible coercion confronting each other.

Mo Tianyu raised his head, only feeling a burst of depression, which made him gasp with difficulty.

He saw Nie Zhangqing who was coughing up blood in the distance, and also saw the phantom of Shengxue in white clothes floating in the void.

Mo Tianyu was stunned.

"Young Master Lu?"

Undoubtedly, Nie Changqing took the lead in entering the forbidden area and fought against the strong in the forbidden area, clearing a safe path for Mo Tianyu.

Otherwise, any disciple of Wudi City would be able to crush Mo Tianyu.

...

Nie Zhangqing looked at Lu Fan who appeared in disbelief.

The color of emotion flickered in the eyes.

Sure enough, the young master still cared about him, knowing that he would be in danger if he entered the forbidden area.

In the phantom, Lu Fan sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, looking as chic as an exile.

The old man shouted angrily, and slapped it with his palm.

"A mere projection, dare to pretend to be a ghost!"

The old man was furious, and his palm wrapped in wind and snow turned into a terrifying attack, as if he wrapped countless heavy snows into a palm that covered the sky and the sun.

This blow made Nie Zhangqing tremble.

It also made the purple-robed inner disciples in Wudi City extremely enthusiastic.

"This is the inner sect elder of the 'Yuanying Realm' of my Emperor Wu City!"

"The Nascent Soul Realm is really terrifying!"

"Above the golden core is the Nascent Soul! This beast cannot escape!"

The purple robe disciple was extremely fanatical.

Nie Zhangqing's face turned pale. Sure enough, this old man is an existence above the Golden Core!

Hearing those disciples shouting, Nie Zhangqing couldn't help staring.

Nascent Soul...

Is the Nascent Soul above the Golden Core?

boom!

Lu Fan's phantom emerged, this little Lu Fan was condensed by spiritual liquid, gathering a ray of spirit.

Sitting upright on the Thousand Blades Chair, dressed in white clothes better than snow, Lu Fan looked at the old man's slap indifferently.

The palm of the hand fell on the Thousand Blade Chair, and it was swiped forward...

The whistling sound resounded immediately.

A fiery red Feng Ling sword whizzed out and collided with the snow palm.

The snow palm melted immediately.

The gossip runes emerged, lingering around the Feng Ling Sword, turned into a shocking sword, and cut it down suddenly.

The old man was terrified for a moment.

He never imagined that the existence of this phantom descending could be so powerful!

The old man shouted angrily, his tongue burst out with blood, his aura surged, and he continued to make one move after another.

However……

The Feng Ling sword cut down.

The terrifying energy exploded, and the world seemed to disappear.

The old man's body was cut off...

A little man jumped out of the old man's shattered body, and fled frantically to a distance.

Just at this time, I heard a sky-shattering roar from the direction of Emperor Wu City.

Holding a black spear in one hand, Du Longyang stood on the top of Wudi City, glaring with murderous aura.

"Thief! Return me to heaven!"

Du Longyang was very angry.

At the beginning, he was only one step away from crossing the tribulation. However, Lu Fan stole that crucial thunder penalty, which made it impossible for him to break through.

Du Longyang hates that.

Now that Lu Fan appeared, he was naturally murderous.

The old man's villain, Yuan Ying, was startled when he heard Du Longyang's roar.

The phantom behind him actually stole Du Longyang's Thunder Tribulation?

What kind of existence should that be!

Nie Zhangqing was also shocked.

Unexpectedly, the young master turned out to be such a person... Did he even steal from Heaven?

Lu Fan's phantom smiled.

He looked in the direction of Emperor Wu City.

"Don't use the existence of the Nascent Soul Realm in the dispute between the juniors. I, a junior, can die in the hands of the Golden Core Realm, but not in the hands of the Nascent Soul Realm... If I find out, I will kill your Emperor Wu Chengyuan!" Infant realm monk."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and smiled.

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang held the gun in one hand, and his eyes were icy cold.

"You threatened me?"

"How dare you threaten me by projecting a clone?"

Du Longyang roared angrily.

Suddenly, he stabbed at Lu Fan's phantom.

This shot...how stunning.

The rich spiritual energy converged into a huge gun that covered the sky and the sun.

As if the sky was torn apart, and it came towards the Bodhisattva Temple, countless snowflakes were smashed to pieces, and the gun light burst out with extremely strong coercion!

Under this shot, Nie Zhangqing didn't even have the courage to draw a knife!

meaning!

Gun intent!

This gun contains the power of artistic conception like the sword intent!

Nie Zhangqing has comprehended the meaning of the sword, so his feeling for "will" is extremely keen.

This person's spear intent is far stronger than his sword intent.

If it is said that Nie Zhangqing's saber intent is just a glimpse into the door, then this person's saber intent can already be regarded as a master!

in the void.

Lu Fan's phantom smiled faintly.

"Don't you believe it..."

"I can take away your Thunder Tribulation unknowingly, and naturally I can also unknowingly take away the life of your Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in Wudi City, whoever dares to take action... then let's try. "

Lu Fan's words fell.

That shot came suddenly.

In front of Lu Fan, a chessboard was blurred out.

Face peerless shot.

Lu Fan took his time and rolled up his sleeves.

Slap.

One son falls into Tianyuan.

The gun light suddenly collapsed inch by inch...

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang was shocked, this person's strength...has become stronger again!

Who is this person? !

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, looked at Du Longyang with a smile, and gradually disappeared from Du Longyang's solemn gaze.

Between the heaven and the earth, there was the sound of wind and snow crashing again.

The three purple-robed disciples from Wudi City have already been demented.

Nie Zhangqing came back to her senses, but without the slightest hesitation, she turned around and fled!

Power burst out from under his feet, blasting Baixue apart, and his figure flew out like a spring.

Nie Zhangqing overheard the conversation between Lu Fan and Du Longyang.

The young master won him the opportunity not to face the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, but...if he was caught in the siege of the Golden Core Realm, he might be doomed.

He couldn't give up the opportunity that the young master had won for him.

In heavy snow.

Mo Tianyu, who was quietly hiding behind the Bodhisattva Temple, also took a deep breath.

The strength of the young master of Beiluolu is indeed unfathomable.

It can actually threaten the overlord level existence of this forbidden area.

Mo Tianyu took out the three copper treasures and threw them abruptly, and began to do fortune-telling. He had to do the calculation, which direction would be safer.

After casting several hexagrams in a row, they all turned out to be "good luck", which frightened Mo Tianyu.

Finally, he cast a divination in the direction Nie Zhangqing was escaping from.

The hexagram image shows "big ominous".

Without hesitation, Mo Tianyu trudged through the snow holding on to the hexagram, and headed in the direction where Nie Zhangqing was escaping.

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang held the gun in one hand, and a strong breath burst out from his body.

"This person...is really a rascal!"

"This is the sharpening stone for him to use my Emperor Wu City as his descendants!"

Du Longyang took a deep breath.

After that, I calmed down.

Lu Fan's strength was unfathomable, and the Thunder Punishment that could abduct him was enough to shock him, and... At that time, Lu Fan occupied the body of Mr. Tianxu, although Mr. Tianxu was weaker than Du Longyang , but that is also a top powerhouse.

Therefore, Du Longyang couldn't see through Lu Fan's strength.

He didn't dare to gamble, he didn't dare to gamble with the foundation of Wudi City.

It's not a good deal to lose a lot of Nascent Soul Realm because of a Golden Core Realm.

If you don't make a move at the Nascent Soul Realm, then you don't do it. Anyway, Nie Zhangqing is just a newcomer to Jindan. In Emperor Wudi City, there are quite a few Jindan practitioners. The monks are not so easy.

Du Longyang figured this out.

Immediately, his spiritual consciousness surged, and he shouted loudly.

"Disciples from the inner and outer sects of Emperor Wu's City follow orders to hunt down the cultivators who smuggled in from the Gate of Void, and whoever takes the head will be eligible to enter the Sutra Pavilion in Emperor Wu's City once!"

Du Longyang's voice roared out, rolling and surging, resounding throughout the majestic Emperor Wu City.

In Emperor Wudi's city, whether they were retreating or cultivating at the Golden Core level disciples, they all showed excitement and fanaticism in their eyes.

If you kill the monk who sneaked in from the Void Gate, can you get a chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion?

The Sutra Pavilion in Wudi City contains countless treasured exercises and secret techniques...

Killing a mere Golden Core Realm can enter the Cangjing Pavilion, which is simply a great opportunity.

The top of Wudi City.

Du Longyang looked at the Wudicheng disciples who were moving one by one.

There was also a sparkle in his eyes.

"Whetstone..."

"In the whole world, who dares to use my Emperor Wu City as a sharpening stone?"

When the hustle and bustle dissipated.

In front of the dilapidated Buddha Temple.

Countless spiritual energy gathered and turned into a drop of spiritual liquid.

The ectoplasmic liquid began to distort, turning into a human appearance.

Little Lu Fan resurfaced again, with his hands crossed over his chest, and a ray of Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness attached to it.

"Old Nie, old Nie...don't you want pressure?"

"This pressure should be enough."

Little Lu Fan chuckled.

Suddenly, little Lu Fan raised his head, and his little eyes showed a bright light.

"What should a mature Chinese martial arts world look like? I'm really curious..."

"It seems that I have to take a good look at it."

"Let's start with... the Sutra Pavilion in Emperor Wu City."

...

Daxuan Forbidden Domain.

Holding the wooden sword, Li Sansi broke through the air wall.

As soon as he appeared, he was shrouded in a terrible crisis. Several monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm sneered and launched an attack on Li Sansi.

Li Sansi was besieged as soon as he entered the field.

He was covered in blood, and the wooden sword was broken until he broke a path of blood.

He started to flee crazily. He knew that it would be dangerous to enter the forbidden area, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

Countless swordsmen were chasing him.

Li Sansi's life hangs by a thread.

He rushed to a cliff, and without hesitation, jumped into the waterfall that flew straight down.

However, a swordsman with vicissitudes of life stood on the cliff, bursting out with a shocking breath, and cut off the waterfall with a single knife, causing the waterfall to throttle.

At the moment of crisis, Li Sansi evolved the aura of attributes to control the flow of water and protect his body.

However, the vicissitudes of life swordsman opened his eyes wide with anger, and cut down again, intending to kill Li Sansi with one blow.

At this moment.

A phantom burst out.

It turned into the appearance of Lu Fan in white clothes Shengxue.

Pull out the Feng Ling sword, and retreat the vicissitudes swordsman who vomits blood.

"Who dares to hurt someone from 'Jue Dao Sect'!"

A roar.

A swordsman with a broken arm, holding a knife in one hand, stared at Lu Fanxuying.

"It's you?!"

The broken-arm swordsman recognized Lu Fan, the mysterious existence that took away Du Longyang's Heavenly Tribulation and even occupied the body of Mr. Tianxu.

Lu Fan chuckled.

"Don't use the existence of the Nascent Soul Realm in the dispute between the juniors. I, a junior, can die in the hands of the Golden Core Realm, but not in the hands of the Nascent Soul Realm... If I find out, I will kill you. Nascent Soul Realm Swordsman."

"You dare to threaten me?!"

The broken-arm swordsman was furious, and raised the black knife in his hand.

Suddenly, it turned into a knife covering the sky, as if it was about to penetrate the sky.

Lu Fan smiled lightly, and glanced at Li Sansi, who had fallen into the waterfall and disappeared.

In the gate of Judao.

The broken-arm swordsman has an uncertain expression.

It's nothing more than a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm, does he really want to gamble his life at the Yuanying Realm of Jue Dao Sect?

The swordsman was still a little unwilling.

Therefore, he ordered the Swordsman of the Golden Core Realm of Juedaomen to chase and kill Li Sansi.

...

Forbidden area of ​​Xiliang.

Ding Jiudeng was covered in blood, as if he had turned into a blood man.

The whole person was panting and hiding in the cold and cramped alley.

However, a luxurious woman in the Nascent Soul Realm exudes spiritual consciousness and wants to find out the location of Ding Jiudeng.

However, spiritual consciousness has just spread out.

Lu Fan's phantom appeared, twisting the man's spiritual consciousness to pieces.

In the palace of Daqian Women's Kingdom.

Lingluo covered her body, and the empress, who was filled with hot air, narrowed her eyes.

The red lips parted slightly.

"I thought it was Monk Hua from the Kufo Temple who had escaped into my work, but I never thought it was your descendant..."

Lu Fan's phantom sat on the Thousand Blade Chair, dressed in white snow, and smiled lightly.

"Empress, let the younger generation fight over the dispute between the younger generations. Don't make a move on the Nascent Soul Realm of the Dagan Nu Country. If I find out, otherwise... I will kill all the Nascent Soul Realms of the Da Qian Nu Country."

The empress galloped out of the palace, the red silk wrapped around her body, the water droplets slid across the skin, bursting into crystals, and a gorgeous flower was stabbed on the creamy skin exposed to the air.

Looking at Lu Fan's phantom who had disappeared, she couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

"Dare to use me as a sharpening stone..."

"What a wonderful man."

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