Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Nie Zhangqing looked at the Taoist figure in front of the dragon gate.

For the first time, the pupils fluctuated.

Are there any geniuses in the world?

If there is, Li Sansui is definitely the number one. This woman is a genius who is even more evil than her brother Li Sansi.

It had only been so long since the Taoist Dragon Gate Secret Realm had been opened, and Nie Zhangqing was surprised by the aura fluctuations in Li Sansui's body.

Qi Dan Condensation Qi also pays attention to talent.

Li Sansui's talent for refining qi, perhaps other than his own young master, is enough to eclipse any arrogant in the world, even the Overlord.

The Taoist nun standing in front of the dragon gate has already reached the ninth stage Qidan at this time!

How does she practice?

"Brother Nie, long time no see."

In front of the Dragon Gate, Taoist nun Li Sansui's long eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at Nie Changqing and said.

Nie Zhangqing nodded.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

With a thought, the butcher's knife fell into Nie Zhangqing's hands. Looking at Li Sansui, Nie Zhangqing let out a sigh of relief.

The cheerful and free-spirited girl in my impression unexpectedly became so... melancholy and melancholy.

The most hurtful thing in the world is emotion.

"Three years old! Stop him!"

On Zhaixing Peak, a Taoist yelled at Li Sansui, who was standing in front of the dragon gate, his Taoist robe flying.

Li Sansui glanced at the Taoist, frowning slightly.

But he ignored it and was indifferent.

Nie Zhangqing glanced at the Taoist, and the butcher knife in his hand shot out like lightning.

In an instant, it turned into a black awn.

The Taoist roared, his blood exploded, his palms collided with the butcher's knife, but his arms were cut off,

Falling on the peak of Zhaixing, howling.

The butcher's knife spun at high speed to shake off all the blood stains, and returned to Nie Zhangqing's hands.

"Noisy."

Nie Zhangqing whispered indifferently.

In front of the dragon gate, the melancholy Taoist nun was as indifferent as ever.

"Brother Nie, back away, I don't want to fight with you."

The nun's red lips parted slightly, and said softly.

"You and Sister Ru are the beauty in my memory, I don't want this beauty to be broken into pieces."

Nie Changqing's pupils shrank slightly on the bluestone paddock of Zhaixing Peak.

The butcher's knife flew back and was held in his hand.

"Three years old... even you want to stop me like these people?"

Nie Zhangqing said.

The nun sighed and shook her head.

"If my good brother was here, he wouldn't let you see Sister Ru, even if it cost his life. Sometimes...seeing is worse than seeing."

Li Sansui said.

"I just want to take Ru'er back so that Shuang'er can be accompanied by her mother and have a complete family...why is it so difficult?"

Nie Zhangqing looked at the bluestone on the Daping, and the wind blew his white shirt.

"I promised Shuang'er that if I want to take Ru'er back, whoever stops me... I will kill anyone."

"Even if Daozong is leveled... so what."

Nie Zhangqing suddenly raised his head, his unshaven chin shone like a diamond in the sunlight.

On Zhaixing Peak, the complexions of many Taoist disciples changed drastically, revealing expressions of horror.

Nie Changqing's sternness and the scene of bleeding on the Daping had a great impact on these Taoist disciples who were cultivating behind closed doors.

Li Sansui's long eyelashes trembled as he looked at Nie Zhangqing quietly.

Nie Zhangqing also looked at Li Sansui.

Scholar in white shirt hunting.

The Taoist nun's blue shirt fluttered.

After a long time, Li Sansui spoke.

Her voice was like the tinkling of a secluded spring, lingering on the top of Zhaixing Peak.

"Since Brother Nie insists, let's make an agreement..."

"If brother Nie can block me, I won't block you."

Daoist Li three years old, said.

Nie Changqing held the butcher's knife horizontally, and was silent for a while before saying, "Okay."

The word "good" just fell.

On Zhaixing Peak, a murderous aura suddenly surged.

Thick white clouds rolled up all over the sky.

Li Sansui raised his head, the scarf that bound his bun was blown away, and three thousand black hairs were floating in the clouds under the sun.

"Ayun."

Li Sansui murmured.

The next moment, behind the dragon gate.

A translucent flood dragon came out, and the translucent dragon's roar resounded throughout Zhaixing Peak.

The thick clouds seemed to turn into a vortex, and the peak was very windy.

Li Sansui closed his eyes, his heart still like water.

The rolling clouds piled up to form a huge cloud dragon, although it was not lifelike.

However, the coercion that spread faintly made everyone on the Daping of Zhaixing Peak feel extremely depressed and out of breath.

Everyone was stunned.

The magnificent Taoist nuns amazed each of them.

The white shirt on Nie Zhangqing was almost sticking to his body, and there was surprise in his eyes.

Although he was not facing the real Yunlong.

However, the methods Li Sansui used at this moment actually felt oppressed faintly.

You know, since his cultivation has reached the peak of the Qi Dan state.

There are very few people in the world who can give him a sense of oppression.

Other than the son, only Bawang and Ning Zhao have this possibility.

But now, there is one more person to be added, the Taoist nun Li Sansui who is condensing Qi Dan for the first time.

but.

Nie Changqing did not flinch.

He took a step forward, spread his hands slightly to the sides, and the butcher's knife floated in front of his forehead.

The aura in the qi pill surged up crazily, continuously transpiring around his body.

In the air, Yunlong roared.

On Daping, old Nie Yudao!

Li Sansi, who closed his eyes, pointed at Nie Zhangqing from afar.

Nie Changqing's face was stern.

The pig-killing knife in front of him was spinning at a high speed, using all his strength to...

The phantom of the five-foot-high sword light suddenly cut towards the roaring Yunlong in the sky.

The Taoists around were dazzled.

Watching this amazing fighting method in the world of practitioners.

...

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was drinking eight-treasure porridge, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the lines in his eyes surged, as if there was a sense of coercion.

Carrying the black pot, Ni Yu, who was eating happily, his eyes became crescent moons. He raised his head and met Lu Fan's eyes. Unprepared, his heart stopped and he spurted out the porridge in his mouth.

Lu Fan came back to his senses, and immediately gave Ni Yu a disgusted look.

"It's not good to eat porridge..."

Ni Yu: "..."

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying until he was silent.

Lu Fan also stopped molesting Ni Yu, feeling slightly shocked.

"Li Sansui, Daoist Aunt of the Taoist sect... the first time she condensed her Qi, she actually reached the ninth stage. No wonder she was able to make eye contact with Yunlong at once."

As expected of Li Sansi's younger sister.

None of the two brothers and sisters is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Li Sansi bluffed Zhulong with flute music.

Li Sansui used his talent to lure Yunlong away...

Although Yunlong is a bit worse than Candle Dragon.

However, it is also a dragon species after all, and it also embodies the enchanting talent of Li Sansui.

Moreover, Juyun Jackie...

This can be regarded as the use of spiritual energy, which can be called a kind of Taoist method.

It's a pity that Li Sansui's time for refining Qi is too short after all.

Lu Fan shook his head and sighed with emotion. Afterwards, the green spoon shook and scooped half a lotus seed out of the porridge.

...

Holding the Cicada Wing Sword, Ning Zhao came to the dragon gate.

Little Huang Jiao lay on the top of the dragon gate, opened his mouth and yawned.

Ning Zhao paused, stepped across the dragon gate, and entered it.

After a while, Jing Yue also entered the Dragon Gate with his sword box on his back.

One into it.

Jing Yue was shocked, this was his first time entering the secret realm, not to mention the well-made terracotta warriors around him, the chain bridge and floating island after crossing the terracotta warriors, like a picture in a myth, gave him a lot of love shocked.

The island can actually float!

Just when Jing Yue was astonished, Mo De... those dead terracotta warriors suddenly opened their eyes, startling Jing Yue.

He drew out the sword behind his back, knocked the sword and bounced, and jumped up high, dodging the knife swept by the warrior warrior.

He landed at the gate of the dragon, turned around and wanted to flee.

However, half a foot stepped out of the dragon gate, but he hesitated again.

What did he come to the secret realm for?

It's to improve myself and increase my strength... so that I can escape faster in the future.

How can he strengthen himself if he gives up at the beginning?

Moreover, Jing Yue might not be incapable of fighting a terracotta warrior.

"This time, I must not escape! I want to fight!"

"Jing Yue, believe in yourself, you can do it!"

"You are the son's most promising cub!"

Jing Yue turned around and patted his cheek.

Afterwards, holding a sword, he rushed into the terracotta warriors again.

The terracotta warriors drew out their soil knives, Jing Yue's gaze was fixed, the sword hit the ground, the bullet flew up, and he walked with the sword.

The number of swords whipped on the terracotta warriors.

In the end, he seized the opportunity and cut off the head of the terracotta warrior with a sword.

The terracotta warriors collapsed in an instant, and a wave of spiritual energy gushed out from the terracotta warriors and merged into his body.

Jing Yue stood on the spot, clenched his fists, and cheered secretly.

"Successful!"

"I, Jing Yue, will never run away from now on!"

Jing Yue's firm voice lingered in the crowd of terracotta warriors.

The words just fell...

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

However, all the terracotta warriors opened their eyes, and the earth knives flashed with light, and they slashed towards Jing Yue quickly.

After a while of rolling and crawling, Jing Yue escaped from the dragon gate.

Ning Zhao, who had crossed the Terracotta Warriors area, glanced back, Jing Yue, who escaped in a panic, looked as usual.

It seems that Jing Yue has long been expected to escape.

She took a deep breath.

The Cicada Wing Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The white skirt is graceful, and the lotus steps are light, stepping into the chain bridge.

The moment she stepped onto the chain bridge.

There was a faint roar.

It was as if everything in the world had become quiet and the sound had been separated.

Ok?

Ning Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

Looking up, he looked to the side of the chain bridge, as if he had seen through a distance of thousands of miles, and saw the fierce fighting figure on another chain bridge.

"Overlord?"

Ning Zhao murmured.

His eyes gradually narrowed.

There is even a dash of competitive thinking.

"My lord said that if I want to become the first individual Tibetan monk... I will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

The toes are a little on the plank of the chain bridge.

The body floated out.

And inside the three-legged bronze tripod on the floating island.

Purple smoke surrounds.

It turned into two figures of a man and a woman.

Huge pressure enveloped Ning Zhao in an instant. The two figures, a man and a woman, were so strong that goose bumps appeared on Ning Zhao's fair skin.

"So strong..."

"But the stronger you are, the more power you have to break through!"

Ning Zhao let out a breath.

Grab the Cicada Wing Sword tightly and rush out.

Two Ziyan figures also burst out in an instant.

Ding ding ding!

On the chain bridge, only the sword shadows collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

...

Dongyan River, Longmen Secret Realm.

The Overlord drove the two figures back with an axe, feeling something in his heart, and looked towards the chain bridge in the distance.

"Has anyone entered the floating island in other secret realms?!"

"If you want to overwhelm me, Xiang Shaoyun, and enter the floating island first... How can I agree!"

Overlord let out a roar.

Demonic energy swirled around his body.

The Ziyan men and women attacked quickly.

Overlords do not hide or evade.

The purple smoke sword pierced the overlord's shoulder, piercing through his body.

The overlord staggered.

On the face lingering with demonic energy, there was an excited smile, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Raising his hand, he grabbed the purple smoke sword that had entered his body.

The head smashed out hard, hitting the man transformed by Ziyan who was struggling to draw out the sword of Ziyan.

causing the latter to be ejected.

Swinging the long ax in his hand, he made three consecutive axes, creating a black shadow of the axe.

Split Ziyan Man in half!

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