Building The Ultimate Fantasy

On Beiluo Lake, Lu Fan's gaze shifted away from the spiritual pressure chessboard.

The wheelchair was on the terrace, turned automatically, drove slowly, and came to the guardrail.

Lean on the railing and look up.

The breeze was gentle, the blue waves were rippling, and the dense mist lingered around the entire island. On the sky, the wind and clouds stopped suddenly, and the golden sunlight shredded from the clouds and shone on the lake, sparkling.

On the island, ten Chaotian chrysanthemums swayed in the wind, exuding aura.

Coupled with the aura that Lu Fan had injected earlier, the island in the middle of the lake looked a bit like a fairy island on earth.

Ni Yu poured a glass of warm wine.

Lu Fan took it, and the warmth dissipated in his palm through the bronze wine glass.

Leaning on the railing, drinking a glass of green plum wine, Lu Fan said to Ni Yu, "Xiao Ni, tell Lao Nie and Sister Ning to come over."

"Here."

When Ni Yu heard this, she turned around and ran down the pavilion.

Soon, on the terrace, Lu Fan could see Ni Yu's calves running all the way.

Lu Fan squinted his eyes, and the wind gently blew his elegant temples, and his white robe fluttered.

On the island, Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao sat cross-legged to practice, while Yi Yue blushed in the corner, trying to find a sense of aura.

Lu Fan glanced at it and took a sip of his wine.

Cultivating things like this really requires talent.

Yiyue's talent...can't be said to be good, so she needs to put in more effort than ordinary people.

Turning his gaze, he landed on the assassin Mo Liuqi.

Lu Fan couldn't help feeling a little sad for Yi Yue.

Because, at this moment, Mo Liuqi's body is already surrounded by spiritual energy, which successfully induces it to enter the dantian, and enters a period of Qi pill.

It is worthy of being a genius who can figure out "Using the mind to control the scissors" by himself.

soon.

Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao had already arrived.

The spiritual energy in the two of them surged, they couldn't restrain their breath, and they exuded oppressive spiritual pressure all the time.

"Young master."

Nie Changqing cupped his hands, Ning Zhao bowed his body.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, playing with the bronze wine glass, "The situation has changed, the secret realm of Wolongling has been opened ahead of schedule..."

Ok?

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing's brows froze immediately.

The young master asked them to reach the ninth stage Qidan before the secret realm of Wolongling was opened, but now it seems that they can't do it at all.

"Sister Ning, seventh-dan, Lao Nie, fifth-dan Qidan, so-so."

Lu Fan said.

"The early opening of the secret realm of Wolong Ridge was my miscalculation, my lord. If that's the case, you should go ahead of time."

Nie Zhangqing glanced at Ning Zhao, but he didn't expect that Ning Zhao was still ahead of him in refining Qi.

However, Ningzhao has the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" passed down by Lu Fan, which is also a profound way of cultivating immortals, and it is normal that the speed of refining Qi is not slower than him.

"My lord, to go to the secret realm of Wolongling, you need the order of heaven and earth..."

Ning Zhao frowned.

"Ordinary people do need it...but, as a disciple of Bai Yujing, I don't need anything else when I enter the secret realm."

On the balcony leaning on the railing, Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and smiled lightly.

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing were startled.

"Break through the formation with spiritual pressure, enter the secret realm, take the condensed pill of the ancient Qi refiner buried in it, go back quickly..."

Lu Fan thought about it and ordered.

"Here."

Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao looked at each other, and there was a shock in their eyes. The young master was able to understand the things in the secret realm from a hundred miles away.

The two suppressed the shock in their hearts, and jumped off the balcony.

Holding the bronze wine glass, Lu Fan took a sip of the sour green plum wine and squinted his eyes.

"Old Nie, change into white clothes."

"From now on, I will be a disciple of Bai Yujing, all dressed in white."

"Here."

Nie Zhangqing froze when he landed, nodded his head in reply, and then his body exploded off the island.

Use Qi to control the boat, causing the boat to burst into shocking water splashes,

The white swimming dragon crossed the lake and rushed out of Beiluo Lake.

When they landed on the shore, there were horses staying there, and they turned on the horses and rode them at a gallop.

Watching Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao leave.

Lu Fan tapped his finger on the bronze wine glass.

"It's almost time to wrap up..."

"After the end, it's time to announce the first realm of practice to the public. As for how to announce it..."

Lu Fan rubbed his wine glass.

"The Tianji Pigeon of the Tianji family, not bad."

...

Wolong Ridge Secret Realm.

Mo Ju supported Tantai Xuan who was trembling. At this moment, Tantai Xuan's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of fear.

He used to be angry with horses in fresh clothes, and his arrogance soared to the sky. He was once high-spirited and pointed at immortals.

But now, when tens of thousands of people melted away in front of him, as if they were erased from the world, that kind of strong impact made Tantaixuan lose the wildness of "waving a flag for a hundred thousand troops, and immortals can be slaughtered" .

Mo Ju sighed.

Looking up at the face under the scarf, looking at the fairy palace illuminated by the colorful rays of light, there is awe of the unknown and indescribable in the eyes.

...

Asgard, middle room.

Li Sansi was out of breath like a dragon, facing this monster leader who was comparable to a grand master, he was also powerless and suffered a lot.

There are densely packed little ghosts and spirits around, and if you are not careful, you may be torn to pieces.

When Xiang Shaoyu was knocked into the air, their hearts sank to the bottom.

Xiang Shaoyu, the pinnacle of martial arts, the realm of a great master.

Even in the face of a hundred giants, he can be calm and not weak.

But now, he was blown away by the skinny Taoist in the coffin.

Gravel rolls.

Xiang Shaoyu got up.

He stared at the skinny Taoist Wu Chao.

"The Qi Dan Realm is complete... Twelve strands of Qi."

Xiang Shaoyu stood holding on to his relatives, his burly body was filled with energy and blood.

"Is the upper limit of dantian aura different from person to person?"

Xiang Shaoyun frowned, thinking about something.

"My dantian can hold fifteen strands of spiritual energy... This Qi refiner is perfect but only has twelve strands. Perhaps this is the difference in aptitude."

He turned his head and looked into the distance, Li Sansi, who had been retreating again and again after being slashed by the spirit commander's sword, asked, "Li Sansi, do you have a feeling about the upper limit of the spiritual energy in your dantian?"

far away.

Li Sansi's face turned dark.

"What are you asking for? Shouldn't the top priority be thinking about how to break the formation?"

"answer me."

"Sixteen strands!"

Li Sansi gritted his teeth and replied, but just after he finished his reply, he was slashed by the commander and smashed into the stone wall.

Kong Nanfei's face was pale, his mouth was dry, but the little ghosts kept approaching him.

And Mo Shougui's back was cut with a long and narrow knife mark, and the blood continued to flow. He stood leaning on the sword, his breath was like a spring.

They... are going to be wiped out.

Sure enough, if you have a life, you can call it Xianyuan, but if you don't have a life... that's called evil fate!

There was a rustling sound outside the stone room.

The other three surviving strong men saw the scene here from a distance.

The terrifying spirit leader, and the dry Taoist who is suspended out of thin air.

The expressions of these three people changed...

Turn around and run away.

The three of them refined a ray of spiritual energy in a desperate situation, and they gained a lot. If they were not reconciled and continued to covet the fairy fate in the stone room, they might not be able to get out of this fairy palace alive.

Didn't you see the embarrassment of Xiang Shaoyun, Li Sansi, Mo Shougui and others among the heroes of the world?

Xiang Shaoyun waved his breath and looked directly at the dry Taoist.

"Immortal layout, transmission of spiritual energy in the world, want to change the situation of the world?"

Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyun seemed to be able to see a fairy hidden in the celestial spirit, holding his son to play with the common people.

"Fairy!"

call.

Letting out a breath, Xiang Shaoyun's feet suddenly retreated.

"Li Sansi, Mo Shougui, Kong Nanfei, block this skinny Taoist for me, and leave the rest to me!"

Xiang Shaoyun roared.

The figure suddenly came in front of Li Sansi, and he swung the axe, colliding with the big knife led by the spirit monster.

The deafening sound echoed in the stone chamber.

Li Sansi's body shook, and he instantly understood what Xiang Shaoyun was thinking.

He sprang out, the wooden sword touched the ground, and rushed towards the skinny Taoist. Mo Shougui's face was pale, enduring the pain of the wound and he also rushed out with the sword. Kong Nanfei diverted his attention, licked his chapped lips, eloquently, gathering greatness.

Wu Chao, a dry Taoist, floated out of the coffin, his Taoist robe was torn, and his eyes were dark green.

Waving the skinny and cracked palm, a spiritual pressure pressed down.

The three of Li Sansi were suddenly knocked into the air.

Xiang Shaoyun ignored the three people who were knocked into the air, and Bawangwu's relatives approached the leader of the elves, with angry eyes, hair flying, and his burly body faintly agitated.

Boom boom boom!

As if shaking the sky, Xiang Shaoyun's energy and blood were like a dragon, resisting the impact of spiritual energy, the shield collided, and forcibly knocked the two-meter-long spirit leader into the air, and swung his ax from bottom to top, three times in a row.

An ax is better than an axe.

Overlord's stunt, three axes!

Forcibly beheaded the spirit monster leader.

Boom!

The spirit leader was beheaded, and suddenly turned into ten wisps of spiritual energy lingering around Xiang Shaoyu.

Xiang Shaoyun's qi pill was running, absorbing spiritual energy into his body frantically, he felt that his body was almost bursting, and his strength soared.

The dancing relatives rushed towards the dry Taoist.

The floating Ku Taoist, his Taoist robe fluttering.

With a slap of the palm, the spiritual energy suddenly pressed down.

One press, one push.

Xiang Shaoyun, who was charged with spiritual energy all over his body, was slapped and flew away by the invisible slap. In the process of flying upside down, he was slapped several times.

A severe beating.

Xiang Shaoyun was a little confused.

Cultivators are so strong? !

Stone interior.

The little ghost spirit and the only remaining spirit leader dissipated into spiritual energy and poured into the body of the skinny Taoist, making the skinny Taoist even stronger.

The Taoist floated in the air, and slowly pressed his palms down.

Boom!

The ground of the stone room was suddenly shattered.

...

Five miles away from Wolong Ridge.

The sound of horseshoes burst.

Mo Ju felt something in his heart and turned his head suddenly.

In the distance, two galloping horses galloped, immediately a man and a woman, a white shirt and a white skirt.

"is her!"

Mo Ju's pupils shrank, and he recognized Ning Zhao, who was the woman who stood alone on horseback and was a peerless woman in the city of Beiluo.

This woman is the maidservant of the young master Beiluo Lu!

That is to say... Is the young master of Beiluolu finally going to intervene in this fairy fate? !

The two rode their horses without stopping.

Quickly rushed to Wolongling Wulidi.

Mo Ju stood up suddenly.

"Five miles of Immortal Palace, there is no order of heaven and earth, no one can enter!"

But Ning Zhao ignored it, jumped up, tiptoed the horse's back, soared out, rushed five miles into the Immortal Palace, and spread his own spiritual pressure. Sanitation.

Nie Zhangqing followed closely behind, and the two performed lightness kung fu, like exiled immortals, drifting for five miles.

It landed in front of the gate of Asgard.

The palm slapped the fairy gate, accompanied by a distant creaking sound.

The fairy gate is open!

Standing in front of Dongkaixian Gate, Ningzhao's three thousand hairs were flying, and she glanced back at Mo Ju.

that glance.

Mo Ju, who was watching, stood still, dazzled.

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