Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"what is that?!"

Mo Shougui was shocked, feeling a little unbelievable.

Is it alive?

The existence buried in this fairy palace... is still alive?

Xiang Shaoyun's breath was stagnant, the ax was in his hand, his whole body was tense, and he was ready to attack at any time. After all, it was the existence buried in the underground palace, so I don't know how strong it would be.

And, not only that, in the middle room, apart from the skinny Taoist sitting up in the coffin, there are little ghosts and spirits climbing on the walls, the floor, and even the top of the upside-down middle room.

On both sides of the coffin in the middle room, there are two burly two-meter-long statues wearing ancient standard armor, like ghosts walking out of hell, holding long-handled swords in their hands, exuding a sharp and cold light.

"Boss? Or... the leader of these little ghosts!"

Li Sansi fought with border soldiers all the year round, but he was no stranger to these teams, so he raised his opinion.

"The coach should be the one sitting up in the coffin, and these two are commanders... However, they are much stronger than little ghosts and ghosts. The spiritual energy content in the bodies of these two commanders has reached ten strands, which is comparable to the nine rings of a grandmaster... very strong. "

Xiang Shaoyun said.

Being able to get the Overlord's evaluation of "very strong" is enough to show the strength of the two spirits and monsters.

"How to do?"

Li Sansi stared straight at Xiang Shaoyun.

"I'll deal with the Taoist sitting up in the coffin...you three will deal with the two spirit leaders."

Xiang Shaoyun said lightly: "It can't be solved, but you should know the end."

"Why did you deal with that skinny Taoist?" Mo Shougui asked.

Xiang Shaoyun squinted his eyes, turned his burly body slightly, and glanced at Mo Shougui, "You can do it?"

"You can't."

"Don't look at the Taoist priest who is as thin as a stick, but being able to live in the coffin represents a noble person in the fairy palace. It is very likely that he is the 'immortal' who set up this fairy palace. The overlord may still have a fight. You stick to it... …No way."

Kong Nanfei said while taking out some bundles of bamboo slips from the bookcase, and said.

Mo Shougui opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Xiang Shaoyun didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Dance with relatives, suddenly rushed out.

"superior!"

Boom!

When the Overlord moved, Asgard seemed to tremble.

Li Sansi swept his wooden sword and rushed out.

With a solemn expression, Kong Nanfei unfolded the bamboo slips and muttered something in his mouth. In the Immortal Palace, there was a Confucian righteousness, driving away all the ghosts and ghosts.

With a cold face, Mo Shougui also drew his sword out, and charged at a monster leader who was holding a long-handled sword.

The battle broke out in an instant!

The coffin in the middle room.

The skinny Taoist has shriveled skin and lack of vitality, and the green will-o'-the-wisp is reflected in his eyes, which is eerie and eerie.

However, there was confusion in his eyes.

Xiang Shaoyun wielded his long axe, and ordinary goblins were like paper in front of him.

One ax at a time, he circulated the aura, which made the blood in his body boil more and more powerful, and he enjoyed this powerful feeling.

The two commanding swords swept across with spiritual energy, and the air neighed unbearably, and they slashed at Xiang Shaoyun.

"Li Sansi!"

Xiang Shaoyun's hair fluttered, his eyes were determined, and he growled.

A wooden sword fell from the sky.

Li Sansi in a white robe landed on the ground, and a wisp of qi mobilized from his dantian. He circulated his whole body, stepped on the seven stars, and threw two swords in a row, hitting the long knife thrown by the commander.

Li Sansi blushed, almost coughing up blood.

On the other side, Mo Shougui also dropped to block the knife.

"A ghost with ten wisps of aura... is comparable to a great master of ten rings!"

Mo Shougui was shocked.

With Li Sansi and Mo Shougui blocking the commander-level monsters, Xiang Shaoyun waved his relatives and drove straight in, approaching the skinny Taoist in the coffin.

"My name is Jiang Chao, I am an ancient qi refiner, and I am in the perfect state of qi pill."

A dry and deep, hoarse and grand voice came from the skinny Taoist mouth.

Xiang Shaoyun, who came from dancing relatives, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qi Dan Realm Great Consummation?

How could it be Qi Pill Dzogchen? !

Xiang Shaoyun is not stupid, he naturally understands the concept of Qi Dan Realm Consummation.

Today, he also knows the division of realms of practitioners, the dantian absorbs the spiritual energy, and when the spiritual energy fills the dantian, it is the great perfection of the qi dan.

What puzzled Xiang Shaoyun was...the Qi Dan realm was perfect, which didn't meet the specifications of this fairy palace at all!

"I accompanied the ancient emperor to put down the rebellion in the wild, and fought the rebel army'Tizang' Qi refiners. He died and was buried in Wolong Ridge."

"But, why am I still alive?"

The shriveled Taoist's voice resounded with confusion.

Holding an ax and shield, Xiang Shaoyun approached slowly step by step.

His eyes scanned the coffin.

suddenly.

After concentrating his eyes, he saw that behind the coffin, the entrance to the back room was wide open, and he could see that there were several old parchment papers on the stone shelf in the back room.

"Cultivation technique!"

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes suddenly burst into brilliance.

His breathing was short of breath. Now, what does Xiang Shaoyun need most?

Immortal Cultivation Technique!

With the Immortal Cultivation Technique, he can draw Qi into his body, and will not let the spiritual energy in his body be lost in vain!

"But, why am I still alive?!"

boom!

Suddenly, the shriveled Taoist questioned like a soul.

Xiang Shaoyun, who wanted to bypass the shriveled Taoist and rush to the back room, was suddenly oppressed by the spiritual pressure and retreated.

The body retreated a few steps.

"Ok?!"

Xiang Shaoyun narrowed his eyes.

"This sense of oppression is much smaller than the oppression five miles away from the Immortal Palace!"

However, with this shriveled and crazy Taoist around, Xiang Shaoyun knew that it was basically impossible to bypass and obtain the cultivation method safely.

"Why are you still alive?"

"It's ridiculous to call yourself an ancient Qi refiner... Do you know what era it is now?"

"You didn't die, it's just that the 'immortal' didn't let you die, and the 'immortal' asked you to guard the way of cultivating immortals...you are just a puppet of the 'immortal'!"

"A mere puppet is also a match for my West County Overlord?!"

Xiang Shaoyun's gaze was like a torch, he held a shield in one hand and an ax in the other, his whole body roared with energy and blood, arousing spiritual energy to coil around him.

His voice was as arrogant as a bell, and it exploded in the tomb.

far away.

Li Sansi and Mo Shougui, who were beaten by the spirit monster in command, showed complicated eyes.

"As expected of an overlord... A few words have confused the Taoist who cheated on the corpse."

Li Sansi admired.

With a fluttering thrust of the wooden sword, the long-handled broadsword bounced off.

Afterwards, he held the wooden sword in one hand and stood upright with his hands behind his back, his lips pursed, and blood flowed from his mouth.

In the coffin, the skinny Taoist looked confused, as if he was dumbfounded by Xiang Shaoyun's words.

While the skinny Taoist was in a daze, Xiang Shaoyun moved.

Dancing relatives, roaring, without reserve strength.

Qi, blood, and spiritual energy were mobilized again and again, and rushed towards the dry Taoist.

An ax whipped up a strong wind, and it slashed the Taoist's head.

...

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan leaned lazily on the wheelchair, Ni Yu took the bronze wine glass from Lu Fan's hand, and was about to pour a spoonful of wine into it.

But Lu Fan waved his hand and stopped him.

Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, pinched the center of his brow with the other, stared at the picture on the Reiatsu chessboard with deep eyes full of jumping lines.

"Hmm... got stuck with a bug so quickly, this Shaoyun, who is known as the overlord of the West County... still has something."

Lu Fan was thoughtful.

When setting up the secret realm for the first time, he ignored very common sense things.

This Qi Refiner Boss was the one who looked through the classics, based on the legends of ancient emperors in the Wuhuang Continent.

The ancient legend text records: "The emperor attacked the rebel army in the wild, the rebel army invited the phoenix to set fire in the sky, the emperor ordered Wu Chao to raise water, and when the fire stopped, the rebel army was wiped out."

When a Qi refiner wakes up from a deep sleep, how can he open his mouth to say the ancients?

Lu Fan pinched his eyebrows.

However, although there are flaws, they are not a big problem.

Lu Fan has a good temper and doesn't care about trifles.

"This overlord's temper is too strong. He has never been beaten by society. He needs to sharpen it, otherwise... he will suffer a lot in the future."

Moreover, he is also very curious, facing such a desperate situation, whether these people will explode their potential in the desperate situation.

To build the world is not only to change the world environment, but also to create real strong people.

And the real strong are always born out of desperation again and again.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

There is wind blowing.

Roll up your sleeves, hold your hand, and lightly drop the chessboard.

...

The interior of Asgard.

Xiang Shaoyun's gaze was like a torch, and at the moment when the wizened Taoist was stunned by his words, the long ax suddenly struck out, with such a powerful force that the air crackled.

This ax is sure to kill!

However, the ax was blocked by an invisible force half an inch close to the Taoist's head.

One strand, two strands, three strands... A total of twelve strands of spiritual energy are entwined, and the energy pill is complete!

The Taoist who was sitting in the coffin slowly stood upright, and the tattered Taoist robes flew around.

The dry hair bun collapsed, and the dry hair flew up.

Da Sheng's eyes reflecting the green candlelight stared at Xiang Shaoyun.

"I follow the emperor's order to abide by the law of the immortals, protect the way of the immortals, and kill those who trespass."

hum...

The Taoist waved his hand.

The terrifying spiritual pressure was suddenly compressed and smashed out.

Xiang Shaoyun was stunned, his pupils shrank in disbelief, the long ax in his hand was bounced away, and his burly body was hit by the huge force transformed by spiritual pressure. Fortunately, the shield resisted and his body was not blasted.

However, it was still knocked into the air, crashing into the wall of the stone room, and stretched tens of meters away.

PS: The author needs to experience the severe beating of Piaopiao~Piaolai~