Fantasy Realization System

"My lord, they are awake."

In an office of the Tianyu Guard Pavilion headquarters, Yuan Yuanzhong stood respectfully in front of a transparent French window.

Fang Gun, who turned his back to Yuan Yuanzhong, slowly turned around, with a hint of coldness in his voice: "Don't worry, the medicine they injected contains soul control pills. Even if these people are sane, they can only take orders from me."

"Subordinates understand."

A look of horror flashed in Yuan Yuan's eyes, and he dared not look at the gloomy eyes under his robe.

"Master Yuan Qi at the pinnacle of the Divine Martial Realm also doesn't know what kind of abilities he will awaken."

Fang Bang said, his figure trembling, and he flashed out the door while breathing.

Yuan Yuanzhong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, bowed his head and meditated, with dark colors on his face.

In the dark and damp underground prison, there were dead bodies everywhere, and those dark iron fences turned into iron filings on the ground. There were a lot of golden powder remaining in the three cells, and the golden chains were hanging down, only half of them remained. . Seven colorless figures stood on the **** aisle, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

A circle of ripples appeared in the air without warning, and the house guns in navy blue robes appeared like ghosts.

"I have seen the master."

When the seven saw Fang Bang, they knelt on the ground neatly and clasped their fists in unison.

"good very good."

Fang Gun swept across the faces of each of them with his spiritual knowledge, and the joy in his heart was beyond words.

The soul-control pill is an evil medicine that can control the consciousness and soul of others. Those who take the soul-control pill will always be imprinted in the soul of the person who applied the medicine. Unless the person who applied the medicine dies, they can only survive for life. Those who take orders from this medicine cannot resist or get rid of the shackles. They can only live under the control of others throughout their lives and become a puppet without emotion.

The aura on the seven people is extremely turbulent, and if there are ordinary people here, they may be crushed into a pool of bright red flesh and blood by the powerful force that escapes.

Luo Hua had a pair of godless eyes looking down at the ground, with an unusually cold expression on his face. The same was true for the other six people. These peak powers had completely lost their independent emotional personality and became puppet machines under the throne.

"My lord, something has happened."

When Fang Beng brought the seven of them to the concentration hall, Yuan Yuanzhong walked over with an ugly expression.

Fang Bing subconsciously glanced at the black ashes floating in Yuan Yuanzhong's hand, and said flatly: "It seems that the monster can't be restrained anymore."

"My lord, then we..."

In such a short period of time, it is impossible for reinforcements from other domains to rush over. Now the five shadows of the Yuan family have died at the same time. They can kill several Eight-Star Origin Qi Masters in an instant, except for those who have not yet appeared in the Saint Realm. The strong, Yuan Yuanzhong could not think of others. He understands that the power of the Saint Realm conversion hidden in the Shenwu Academy is not inferior to the strength of the room, if he emerges now, it is likely to disrupt their plan.

"Take the seven of them and pacify the Yan family. I will deal with that monster."

There was a gloomy chill in Fang Gun's tone, and the temperature in the entire concentration hall seemed to start to drop.

Yuan Yuanzhong glanced at the expressionless seven, clasped his fist and said, "Yes."

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A hint of white fish was exposed from the horizon, and the morning sun slowly rose. Unconsciously, the night passed, and it was early morning in a blink of an eye.

The retro building community is bathed in warm sunlight, and the plants on the green belt are vibrant, filtering the turbidity in the air.

Despite the brutality of the capable people of the dark organization, they have been unable to break through the defense of the Yan family's guards, and the Yan family has become the last piece of pure land in the universe.

Inside the fragile eggshell, people are doing their last struggle. They all understand that once the Yan family's line of defense is lost, what awaits them will be a terrible disaster, and no one will be spared.

"You Luoquan!"

A storm suddenly set off on the flat ground, Yan Lu slammed a punch, swept through countless vigorous turbulence, his whole body suddenly burst into a circle of blood, dozens of dark organization ability, directly killed by this punch!

"Seven stars!"

A white shadow shuttles past, and Longquan Garden's speed is like a bend of lightning, and blood fog will inevitably appear wherever it passes. It will hide into the path of the Big Dipper. One move is unpredictable, and more than 40 abilities are cleared in a flash. By.

"Qingfeng palm!"

Bai Guang kicked a person away, pulled out a wisp of afterimage, gently pushed his palm forward, and the fluttering palm print rolled forward.

This palm print seems to be slow, maybe an elderly old man can avoid it, but strangely, in the face of this palm print, those with dark tissue ability did not avoid it, but froze in place, waiting for the soft Mian's attack came.

"boom!"

Countless blood mist was floating in the air, and the soft palm prints suddenly turned into a furious dragon, blasting a path of blood in the crowd in an instant.

"Kill! They are no longer humans, don't be merciless!"

A Master Yuan Qi in the late stage of Origin Refining Realm yelled loudly, and the big knife in his hand slashed at the black figure rushing towards him. The figure on the opposite side rolled over with force, pinched his big knife, punched his chest with a backhand, blood and internal organs splashed and splashed to the ground.

Outside the courtyard of the Yan family, such scenes abound, and all families have joined this doomsday battle. Almost all those capable of attacking the Yan family are Master Yuan Qi. Not only do they have special abilities, but the cultivation base adds a great boost to them. Master Yuan Qi of the same rank is not their opponent at all.

The ability of the dark organization seems to be endlessly flooding towards the Yan family. For a time, many Yuan Qi masters are retreating steadily. Without the support of the three major masters, it may not be long before the Yan family's line of defense will completely collapse.

The situation is getting more and more serious, and more and more people are joining the battle spontaneously. The current situation does not allow them to sit still. Regardless of the level of cultivation, they must resist the attacks of those with abilities.

A woman in a red battle suit was covered in blood and her hair was chaotic. Three C-level capable people surrounded her. One of them raised his hand and waved, and an ice edge pierced the woman’s chest. The two groups of dazzling heat also hit at the same time.

The strength of these three C-level abilities is roughly equivalent to that of Master Yuan Qi in the late stage of Origin Refining Realm. In normal times, the woman will never fear them, but now, she is a crossbow with a strong bow, fighting endlessly. Both physical strength and energy are exhausted, and she is persisting with a will.

The woman no longer had the strength to counterattack. Before being surrounded by these three capable persons, she exhausted her last bit of strength and killed one capable person. Now, she is extremely difficult even to keep standing. At the moment of death, her cold eyes suddenly softened, and some memory fragments gradually appeared in her mind.

"Sister, sister, what do you think we will become when we grow up?"

"Ning Ning will definitely become a big beauty."

"I want to be as beautiful as my sister."

"Yes, I will."

...

I don't know when, the little girl who would only call her sister behind her grew up. She really became like her own sister, wrapped in a cold shell covering her timid heart.

Ning Ning, my sister doesn't want you to live like someone else. Life without a smile is a failure.

"Ming Ning, to survive, you must work hard to live. When this disaster is over, I hope you can live a happy life."

The gentle words in the heart could not be said at last, Mingshuang smiled, Bing Leng passed through her chest, the two flames melted into the cold, and the fiery red figure was instantly drowned by the rising flames...

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