Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Wolong Ridge.

Practitioners from all sides sat cross-legged, and no one dared to easily break out of battle here.

After all, this is a secret realm arranged by the immortals to cultivate powerful practitioners.

It can be said that Wolongling is an extremely safe place in the world today.

Overlord sat cross-legged outside Wolong Ridge, and many practitioners looked sideways all day and night.

The news that the Overlord killed Zhou Liu with one punch had already spread.

The practitioners of Wuhuang are secretly excited.

However, cultivators in the Tianyuan domain don't have a good look at the Overlord.

Overlord killed Zhou Liu, no doubt he slapped the practitioners of Tianyuan Region in the face. Originally, practitioners of Tianyuan Region had an inexplicable sense of superiority in Wuhuang Continent.

But now, Overlord's record is like stepping on their faces full of superiority.

However, Zhong Nan, Xiao Yue'er and other top powerhouses never made a move, and neither did the others.

Those who can be on the list are not ordinary characters.

Obviously, they have already guessed what will happen next.

Compared with Zhou Liu's identity, they know better than the practitioners of Wuhuang Continent.

"Zhou Liu is dead, and the Cangjian Sect has no successors. The suzerain Zhou Haisheng will never let the Overlord go."

"Killing kills, let alone killing my Tianyuan genius!"

"I heard that Zhou Haisheng, the suzerain of the Cangjian Sect, is already on his way here. He wants to sacrifice the dead Zhou Liu with the blood of the Overlord."

Tianyuan's cultivation geniuses were whispering to each other, muttering constantly.

The Overlord ignored them.

He waited for a day, and finally got Mo Tianyu who came out of the prison door to breathe.

"Mr. Mo, can you tell me?"

Overlord looked at the bohemian Mo Tianyu and said.

Mo Tianyu understood what Bawang wanted to do.

He smiled and turned sideways in a gesture of invitation.

Zhong Nan, Xiao Yue'er and the others were a little puzzled as to why Bawang was looking for Mo Tianyu.

Although... Mo Tianyu has comprehended the fourth-order sequence of Taoism and rebellious fate, but Mo Tianyu's strength is still too weak after all, it is only the realm of foundation establishment, and this level is worthy of being recruited by the Overlord as a helper?

From Zhong Nan and Xiao Yueer's point of view, the Overlord was looking for helpers from Nie Changqing, Kong Nanfei and others.

The wind blowing out by a strong Nascent Soul Realm might be able to slap the Foundation Establishment Realm to death.

Bawang took Mo Tianyu away from the secret realm of Wolongling.

The two reached the top of a secluded mountain.

"Overlord, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Tianyu sat down cross-legged, holding a tortoise shell in one hand and holding three copper treasures in the other.

"I want to ask Mr. to do a fortune telling."

Domineering way.

This is the purpose of his search for Mo Tianyu.

Deduction, fortune-telling... This matter is very ethereal, but with the emergence of the world of practice, now this seemingly ethereal thing has become very real again.

"Foretelling?"

Mo Tianyu laughed in surprise.

How dare someone ask him to tell a fortune? !

Is the sun coming out in the west?

Overlord told Mo Tianyu what happened when he killed Zhou Liu.

After hearing this, Mo Tianyu smiled freely.

"Bawang wants to calculate... the bad luck of the battle with Nascent Soul Realm?"

Mo Tian said.

Overlord nodded.

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he tugged on his sleeve.

Sit cross-legged.

Stuffing the three copper treasures into the turtle shell, it began to shake continuously.

The copper treasure is inside the turtle shell, constantly colliding and making various clanging sounds...

Finally, throw it out.

Mo Tianyu flicked his fingers, and every time he flicked his fingers, wisps of aura would be released, hitting the copper treasure.

After a long time, the bronze treasure fell.

He was suddenly grabbed by Mo Tianyu and pressed into his hands.

The Overlord held his breath.

Mo Tianyu's hexagrams are very accurate... However, it needs to be looked at in reverse. Many people are very clear about this matter.

Overlord naturally also knows.

So, this time, Overlord, just ask for... big murder!

Mo Tianyu spread out his palm, and on it, three copper treasures were slowly pushed aside by him.

Mo Tianyu pinched his fingers, and his face suddenly became serious.

"how?"

Overlord asked.

Mo Tianyu shook his head...

"This battle...is hard to say."

"The hexagram shows..."

"Good luck."

Mo Tian said.

Good luck?

Overlord was overjoyed at first, but when he thought about Mo Tianyu's hexagram, he had to read it backwards, and felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly...

Daji is supposed to be an auspicious hexagram, but in Mo Tianyu's mouth, it is exactly the same as the hexagram of a narrow escape.

Although the sense of disobedience is strong, Overlord has a lot of understanding in his heart.

"This battle...is there really no chance?"

The Overlord took a deep breath.

However, his eyes soon sharpened.

Although Mo Tianyu got an answer that he didn't really want.

But the Overlord did not give up.

Even if this fate... really doomed him to fail, Overlord still had to fight this fate.

After Bawang thanked Mo Tianyu, he turned and left.

Disappeared in the thick fog of the mountains.

Mo Tianyu watched the Overlord's disappearing back, and solemnly put away one copper treasure after another.

It's time for him to show his real skills.

...

Bawang didn't go back to Wolong Ridge, he walked along the official road and came to a small town not very far from the peak of Tianji Pavilion.

He stepped into the small town.

This small town is really small, in a mountain nest.

When the Overlord appeared, the aristocratic families in the city immediately got the news, packed up their packages in panic, and then scrambled away.

After all, the Overlord's Xiang family army slaughtered too many families.

They were afraid that the overlord would come to trouble their family.

However, they are destined to think too much.

Overlord came to a simple blacksmith shop in the city.

The blacksmith's shop was very deserted, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as empty, but there were only two people in the blacksmith's shop.

One was a burly young man with a shirtless arm, and he was swinging a small hammer, beating the sword embryo continuously.

On the other side, an old man with white hair and short stature was melting a piece of refined iron, making the refined iron turn red.

Gong Shuyu quickly sensed the Overlord's aura.

He put down the action in his hand.

But I saw Bawang coming in from outside the house.

Gong Shuyu naturally recognized the Overlord, but the expression on his face was neither too eager nor indifferent.

"Overlord of Xiliang, what are you doing at this old man's blacksmith shop?"

After Gong Shuyu melted the refined iron, he immediately changed the venue and swung a big hammer. The blue veins on his arms were shocking.

Overlord took a deep breath and cupped his hands towards Gong Shuyu.

"The Artifact Refining Pavilion is a place for the creation of spiritual tools recognized by Young Master Lu. This king came here this time to ask for a handy weapon."

Domineering way.

Gong Shuyu stopped what he was doing.

The shirtless young man in the distance also stopped in astonishment, but was glared at by Gong Shuyu.

"Stop what? Go on!"

Gong Shuyu's tone was very irritable.

The young man was startled, and hurriedly continued to beat the hot iron again.

Gong Shuyu clamped the iron block and put it into the cold water. The hissing sound made the cold water boil.

"Weapons at hand... are not easy to get."

Gong Shuyu said lightly.

"Besides, the weapon you want, Overlord, will not be an ordinary weapon."

"If what the old man expected is not bad, Bawang seeks weapons to fight against the genius elder who was killed by you, the Nascent Soul Realm of the Cangjian Sect, right?"

Gong Shuyu poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said.

Although he is focused on refining tools, he is not a scholar who keeps his ears off the window.

"The treasure of the Cangjian sect is the sword held by the genius you killed. Although I haven't studied it, I can tell from my perspective that the sword should be of the mysterious rank. Psyche."

Gong Shuyu said.

"So, the weapon you want, Overlord, must at least be of the mysterious rank..."

Hearing the words, Overlord narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded abruptly.

"In this world, the only one who can refine a mysterious spiritual tool... is the young master."

"But the young master brought Bai Yujing back into hiding, so no one can forge a mysterious spiritual tool."

"Even if it is an old man, it has never been built."

Gong Shuyu shook his head and said.

The Overlord frowned involuntarily.

"There is a piece of iron mother in the backyard. I put it in the Yuanyuan Lake outside Baiyujing and soaked it for three days and three nights. If you can split it... I will try to make a mysterious spiritual tool."

Gong Shuyu held his teacup, looked at Bawang, and said.

Overlord's eyes suddenly focused, extremely bright.

"it is good!"

Overlord didn't hesitate, anyway, he just gave it a go.

"Aru, stop."

Hearing that the Overlord agreed.

Gong Shuyu stopped the shirtless young man who was still forging.

"Yes, Master."

The young man stopped hammering in his hands, his sore arms trembling slightly.

The three left the blacksmith shop and entered the backyard.

In the backyard, Overlord saw many pieces of iron.

"Young master once told me that refining materials are very important, and the power of spiritual tools produced from good materials is also different."

"In today's Wuhuang Continent, the materials that can be used for refining weapons still need to be excavated, but now, those that can make weapons are only those in front of us."

"This old man has soaked these materials in Yuanyuan Lake. Compared with ordinary iron blocks, they are more miraculous."

finally.

The center of the backyard has arrived.

Overlord looked at the huge two-meter-tall iron block in front of him, which couldn't be lifted by four of them.

Wei Wei looks a little dazed.

"If you can split him, the old man will refine the weapon for you."

Gong Shuyu said, Xiao Lu behind him looked amazed, he had tried this piece of iron mother before, but he couldn't shake it at all, even with all his strength, it still didn't move at all.

The Overlord took a deep breath.

He took a step back.

After slowly closing his eyes, the Overlord took a step forward.

Boom!

The ground trembled.

With one punch, the air was blasted with a sonic boom.

Snapped!

Bawang punched Iron Mother, and Iron Mother shook slightly...

But the Overlord's flesh and blood also spattered.

"so hard!"

Overlord opened his eyes, terrified.

"This is the iron mother stone that has been soaked in the source lake for three days and three nights. How can it not be solid?"

Gong Shuyu smiled lightly.

Overlord also laughed, it was an excited smile.

A growl.

Around the Overlord's body, the jet-black demonic energy was suddenly entangled and released, continuously enveloping his body, as if rising into the sky.

The qi and blood in the body are rolling, the spine seems to appear, and the faint sound of the dragon roar explodes into the sky.

The Overlord transformed his fist into a palm, and slashed fiercely on the iron mother stone, as if with the terrifying vigor of pulling up mountains.

However.

The iron mother stone stood still.

Overlord's blood blasted the blood.

Overlord's gaze was fixed, without flinching, he raised his hand again, and slashed down fiercely.

Puff puff!

That was the sound of flesh and boulders colliding.

Time and time again, the overlord's hand was so wounded by stones that even the bones could be seen with the naked eye.

Finally the twentieth time.

Overlord growled.

There is a strange feeling in my heart, like blessing to the soul.

boom!

The counter-injury damage from the 20 times of slashing all gathered on that palm at this moment.

Third-class sequence morality...unyielding!

Chop me!

Overlord seemed to be roaring in his heart.

The blood-stained palm seemed to hold the aura of opening the sky.

Click!

The iron mother stone is cracked.

Overlord's palm slashed deeply into it.

Afterwards, the Overlord grabbed the split ends of the iron mother stone with his bloody hands, and suddenly exerted force!

A roaring roar exploded.

Click...

The iron mother stone was completely split in two!

And the overlord's arms also hang down feebly, blood dripping from them continuously.

far away.

Gong Shuyu looked surprised, and his new apprentice Xiao Lu was even more shocked from ear to ear.

Is this person... a monster? !

"Pavilion Master Gongshu, is this... okay?"

Overlord laughed.

Gong Shuyu did not refuse.

He lifted his foot and stomped it down.

Boom!

The center of the entire courtyard was actually cracked.

A huge iron furnace rose from the ground to prop up the iron mother stone. Under the iron mother stone, there was already a casting platform!

Flames rose up, with dots of white flames, gushing out from the casting platform, covering the entire iron mother stone.

The blazing high temperature made the iron mother stone begin to melt.

Overlord and Xiao Lu retreated.

Gong Shuyu tore off the clothes on his body, revealing his vigorous body.

He swung the hammer with one arm, with excitement and determination in his eyes.

"drink!"

Gong Shuyu burst out drinking.

He has spent his whole life in refining tools, and at this moment, he intends to forge a mysterious spiritual tool!

when!

Dangdang!

Gong Shuyu swung the sledgehammer, his body spun, and the sledgehammer flew. Every time the hammer flew, the body of the hammer would hit the iron mother stone fiercely.

again and again……

Even the Overlord feels tired just looking at it.

He found that Gong Shuyu's palms had already been rubbed with blood from the handle of the hammer.

"It's already the 2,000th hammer!"

On one side, Xiao Lu spoke frantically.

Two thousand hammers?

Overlord was startled.

However, Gong Shuyu didn't stop, hammering hammer after hammer...

Time goes by little by little.

In the small town, it seemed as if one could hear the continuous sound of beating.

when!

Finally, Gong Shuyu dropped the hammer, and the red iron mother stone began to dent like jellybean.

Gong Shuyu's eyes suddenly lit up!

"Overlord! What weapon do you want?!"

Gong Shuyu's lean body was covered with beads of sweat, and he shouted.

Overlord's eyes were bright, and he clenched his fists.

"One ax and one shield!"

Gong Shuyu laughed again when he heard this.

And then, he held two hammers, and the hammers fell in turn, and each hammer fell like a shooting star!

Sparks splash!

The heat wave is rolling!

...

Three hundred miles outside the border of West County.

In the sky, an old man in a black suit floated cross-legged, with a clean and spotless sword resting between his legs.

Float all the way from the east.

On the official road.

Many mortals with heavy loads were terrified and horrified when they saw the figure floating in the sky.

Some people thought they had encountered a fairy and knelt down on the ground.

Some people are chasing wildly.

Some people fled in fear.

Of course, some cultivators understood what happened and followed the old man in black clothes from a distance.

The news came soon.

The news that Zhou Haisheng, the patriarch of the Cangjian Sect, entered the Wuhuang Inland from Dongyang County spread quickly.

The strong in the Nascent Soul Realm can fly in the air.

Zhou Haisheng walked west from Dongyang County and passed through the area of ​​Nan County without stopping.

Along the way, when encountering Zhou Haisheng, many small sects in the five phoenix practice world were frightened and hurriedly hid.

Practitioners who can fly in the air are not something they can provoke.

Because of the transformation of the world of the Five Phoenix Continent.

It took Zhou Haisheng several days to fly from Dongyang County to West County.

However, he was not in a hurry, and just walked slowly like this.

The more he galloped, the more sad he felt, and even faintly felt abandoned.

His heart was cold, and all thoughts were lost.

The hope of the Cangjian Sect, Zhou Liu, his own grandson, just died like this.

Once Zhou Liu died, Zhou Haisheng couldn't find another genius who could replace Zhou Liu.

And Zhou Haisheng was seriously injured in the Tianyuan Continent's World Annihilation Battle, and he would not live for a few years.

Many disciples of the Cangjian Sect began to retreat and left the sect.

Zhou Haisheng thought that because he was so desperate in the World War I, he could get the protection of the four major forces, and the four major forces would seek justice for him.

However, he didn't expect that no matter whether it was the Emperor Wu City, the Gannv Palace, or even the Jue Dao Sect, they would ignore him.

Zhou Haisheng felt very cold.

Zhou Haisheng is not stupid, how can a strong person who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm be a fool.

He knew that the four major powers just didn't want to be the leader.

They didn't dare to test whether Bai Yujing was really hiding, and they didn't dare to try to touch Bai Yujing's bottom line.

Therefore, they pushed Zhou Haisheng out.

Let Zhou Haisheng kill the Overlord to test Bai Yujing's bottom line.

Zhou Haisheng is just a pawn.

However, Zhou Haisheng had no choice for this pawn.

He will kill the Bawang first, and then destroy the Black Dragon Cult... Although the Bawang is the murderer, Liu Yuanhao, the instigator, is also to blame.

In the distance, the end of the official road.

Between the mountain passes.

The fiery red morning sun rose slowly, and the rays of light poured down from behind the mountain, illuminating the entire land.

Zhou Haisheng landed slowly and did not float anymore.

Holding the sword in his hand, he stared into the distance with his old eyes.

A series of human figures appeared under the reflection of the sun, densely packed and almost covering the sun.

It was a group of soldiers dressed in armor, with imposing appearance, and they had a wild and domineering aura.

This is Xiliang Xiang Jiajun!

The most powerful army of practitioners under the Overlord.

Zhou Haisheng was very calm, looking at this powerful army indifferently.

He didn't walk, just sat on the ground.

He rubbed the sword in his hand. This sword is the treasure of the Cangjian Sect, a first-grade magic weapon, the Cangsheng Sword.

He had high hopes when he gifted it to his grandson Zhouliu.

And now...

But it became a relic.

Resting the sword on his legs, he closed his eyes slightly.

Zhou Haisheng opened his mouth to take a slight breath, and the air flow was surging.

Xu Chu and other Xiliang generals sat on top of the BMW, staring at the old man sitting cross-legged on the official road with extreme vigilance.

suddenly.

The old man opened his eyes.

"Where is Xiang Shaoyun?"

"The grievance has its head, the debt has its owner, the old man does not implicate others, and kills innocent people indiscriminately, so give him three days..."

"Three days later, if Xiang Shaoyun doesn't show up..."

"If you are old, you will destroy all the cities in Xiliang."