Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The wound on his back was burning and painful, but Mo Shougui still performed his lightness kung fu, flashing afterimages in the underground palace.

There was a ray of spiritual energy wrapped in his dantian, and by virtue of the spiritual energy storm that the ancient qi refiner blew himself up, he successfully induced the energy into his body, and truly realized the beauty of immortal fate.

So...he didn't want to die.

Originally, what he coveted was the condensed pill left behind by the self-destruct of an ancient Qi refiner. That thing looks like a good thing at first glance, with wisps of spiritual energy entwined.

If he can get it, it may make his practice a step further.

However, on his own, he may not be able to win it. After all, the strength shown by Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing far exceeds him.

Therefore, he just wanted to instigate Xiang Shaoyun to fight, and if he could lose both sides in the fight, he could benefit from it.

result……

Xiang Shaoyun, such an upright guy, actually gave up the fight for the treasure because of someone else's life-saving grace!

Instead, let him be watched by Nie Zhangqing.

Mo Shougui wanted to yell at him, but running for his life was the most important thing.

The sound of piercing the air roared.

Nie Changqing's butcher's knife flew towards him.

Mo Shougui looked back and took out a sword. The long sword in his hand collided with the butcher's knife, and suddenly, every inch was broken.

His arm was also split open, and blood was spilled.

Mo Shougui was horrified, fled in embarrassment, and fled outside the underground palace.

...

Outside the underground palace.

The guards of all the major prefectures have all evacuated. They have all seen the horror of the fairy palace. Without the order of heaven and earth, no one can trespass without authorization.

Therefore, they can only send people to the world to search for the order of heaven and earth.

Staying in Wolongling alone has no effect.

However, the major county guards retreated, but they all left spies behind.

Mo Ju shook his feather fan lightly, standing in the mountains, quite chic.

suddenly.

The peaceful Asgard suddenly shook.

The fairy gate opens.

Three figures rushed out of the fairy gate covered in blood.

Mo Ju's lazy eyes suddenly turned sharp. He stared at the three people, "It's not Xiang Shaoyun and the others, but another person who was sucked into the Immortal Palace with the Qi Token."

Looking at the situation of these people, it seems not very good.

The power these people belong to has someone to guide them.

Coming out of the Immortal Palace, these people left silently and quietly.

However, the eyes of many people fluctuated, because it can be seen that the situation of these people seems to be not right, and there is a special air current surging around them!

"These people... must have obtained the fate of immortality!"

Mo Ju clenched the feather fan tightly and took a deep breath.

Just when his mind was complicated, the door of the fairy palace opened again.

A figure fled out in embarrassment.

Five miles away from the Immortal Palace, many people were shocked.

"It's Mo Shougui! Why is he in such a mess!"

"How miserable! Is the situation in the fairy palace so dangerous?"

"No, it seems that someone is chasing him!"

...

Many people talked about it.

The next moment, many people stared at each other. In the Immortal Palace, there were white dresses fluttering, and white clothes that were better than snow.

Two figures came out hand in hand.

Ning Zhao has no expression on her face, her blue hair flutters, and she holds the Cicada Wing Sword in her hand.

Nie Zhangqing was dressed in white, but with his vicissitudes of face, it looked a bit weird.

Mo Shou turned his head and saw Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao standing in front of the fairy palaces, his heart tightened immediately.

"Giant, save me!"

Mo Shougui roared five miles away from Asgard.

"These two obtained the greatest immortal fate in the Immortal Palace, the elixir of an ancient Qi refiner who can ascend to immortality in one step!"

Mo Shougui shouted while running wildly.

"court death!"

Nie Changqing frowned. Although he knew that they couldn't hide the news of Ning Dan, but... Mo Shougui was the hand,

But it still pissed him off.

It made him want to kill Mo Shougui.

Sure enough, what the young master said was right, for those who are unreasonable, just kill them, just like how you dealt with those Confucian scholars.

Mo Shougui's words are undoubtedly like a blockbuster!

It aroused the shock of everyone outside the fairy palace.

The elixir of an ancient Qi refiner after his death? !

Can one step to immortality? !

These news made many people's eyes slightly red.

They all knew how terrifying the abnormal state of the Immortal Palace was, so the preciousness of this elixir was self-evident.

Many people have already begun to feel anxious in their hearts.

Mo Ju shook his feather fan, he knew that Mo Shougui was trying to attract a shield, but...

The bait he threw, the elixir of an ancient Qi refiner who ascended to immortality in one step, is indeed tempting!

Mo Ju squinted his eyes, looked at the magnificent Ning Zhao, hesitated in his heart, and withdrew the order.

boom!

Nie Zhangqing moved, and the pig-killing knife suddenly slashed down like a shooting star in the night.

Wrapped in a ray of spiritual energy, he slashed towards Mo Shougui's head at high speed in an arc in the air.

Sword art!

Nie Changqing's white robe was fluttering, and his whole body was surrounded by aura.

Ning Zhao's figure also flitted out early, like a white horse passing through the gap.

Mo Shougui suddenly felt a gust of fierce wind behind him, as if a tiger was about to pounce!

However, Ning Zhaojue's beautiful face was indifferent, and he was holding a cicada-winged sword. There was a light blue air current surging on the cicada-winged sword, and it swung lightly towards Mo Shougui's neck.

In the jungle.

There was a crackling sound.

A silver crossbow claw roared out.

He suddenly grabbed Mo Shougui's waist, and with all his strength, pulled him away.

However, Ning Zhao's sword suddenly accelerated, and Mo Shougui's arm flew up, spilling blood on the loess.

Beads of sweat covered Mo Shougui's aching forehead.

However, he didn't shout out, but stared at Ning Zhao with cold eyes.

Nie Zhangqing's butcher's knife roared towards him.

In the dense forest, a thick crossbow arrow burst out again, colliding with the butcher's knife.

The crossbow exploded.

But the pig-killing knife was also knocked away by the huge impact force of the crossbow.

Nie Zhangqing grabbed the butcher's knife and stood beside Ning Zhao.

Mo Shougui was pulled into the dense forest by Feizhua and disappeared.

"The Mohist institution..."

Nie Zhangqing stared and said.

Ning Zhao holds the Cicada Wing Sword and pulls a strand of blue hair, her beautiful face is expressionless.

"Quick battle and quick decision. If the young master waits for a long time, he will have a bad temper."

Ning Zhao said.

Nie Changqing nodded, and the two of them mobilized the spiritual energy in the Qi Dan, and walked slowly five miles away from the Immortal Palace.

Immortal Palace is five miles away.

Surrounded by soldiers and horses left behind from various counties, there are nearly a thousand people, all of them are staring at the two white-clothed Shengxue walking out of the fairy palace.

They have the elixir of the ancient Qi refiners...

Greed made these people prepare to keep Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing.

The wind rises gradually.

Roll up the rich blood in front of Asgard.

Wolong Ridge is a bloody place, and the Immortal Palace was shaken, where countless dead souls and bones were buried.

The sound of shouting and killing resounded, and the moment Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing stepped out of the Immortal Palace for five miles, soldiers from various counties and generals in command took action one after another.

Today, the white robe is destined to be stained with blood.

...

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan leaned leisurely on the wheelchair, feeling the condition of his physical body.

Lu Fan didn't feel any special changes after adding 5 points of disposable attributes to the physique column. If he insisted on saying something, it would be that... the energy and blood in his body became stronger, and his skin... also became thicker.

Compared with the strength of the ordinary master's skin membrane, it is not weak at all.

If you add hundreds of attribute points to your physique in the future, is it really invulnerable to guns and guns, invulnerable to water and fire, the kind that can't be killed by the enemy while sitting in a wheelchair...

Thinking about that scene, Lu Fan was inexplicably lost in thought, that...seemed not bad.

Adding soul strength to 30 points of attributes, Lu Fan felt his eyes suddenly clear again, and vaguely, he seemed to be able to catch the sound of fish swimming in the lake spitting bubbles.

Perhaps, in the near future, with enough soul strength, Lu Fan could really condense the mythical primordial spirit or something like that.

island.

There is a slight breeze.

The setting sun pulls out light, reflecting on the lake with long and narrow waves, like a crushed flame.

Ni Yu and Jing Yue chattered on the side.

Assassin Mo Liuqi crossed his legs to draw Qi into his body, Yi Yue was still struggling to find the sense of Qi.

Ten Chaotian chrysanthemums swayed in the wind.

suddenly.

Jing Yue and Ni Yu, who were chatting, turned their heads to look at Beiluo Lake.

But I saw a lone boat swinging gently on the lake.

"It's Sister Ning and Lao Nie who are back!"

Ni Yu excitedly ran to the lake, her pretty face flushed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

However, soon, the excitement on her face gradually disappeared.

The lone boat is approaching.

There is a thick blood wrapped in the wind and drifting.

But he saw two figures standing on the lone boat.

Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao looked as usual, but their white robes and skirts were all stained with blood.

The terrace on the second floor of Bai Yujing's loft.

Leaning on the railing, Lu Fan slowly narrowed his eyes as he looked at Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao who were covered in blood on the rippling lonely boat.

...

Wolong Ridge.

Mo Shougui, who had lost his arm, was pale and knelt on the ground, with big drops of sweat rolling down his forehead.

In front of him, there was an old man with his arms folded, his black robe drooping and his white hair quietly listening to Mo Shougui's description of the situation in the secret realm.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Shaoyun was blinded by the fate of immortals. He is the overlord of the West County, the future emperor of the world, and his goal should be the grand plan..."

"Shaoyun, what a pity..."

The old man shook his head, and looked at the faint fairy palace in the depths of Wolong Ridge, emitting colorful rays of light.

"North Luolu is safe, disciple Bai Yujing..."

"The world is already in chaos. It is enough to have a hundred schools of thought. What is Bai Yujing doing here?"