Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Rumble!

The monstrous devilish energy swept across the sky, and the dissipated energy seemed to shake the earth and turn mountains and rivers upside down.

The black shirt fluttered up, and the vigorous black hair brushed the sharp eyes.

One punch, one hammer!

The Holy Master of Beigong was shocked, a cold chill instantly enveloped his whole body!

This child has a special physique? !

This was the first thought in Beigong Shengzhu's mind.

Special physiques are actually nothing unusual. In the Nine Heavens, there are countless worlds, high martial arts, and there are always some evildoers from the sky. With amazing talents, they are born with evildoer physiques.

For example, Qingling Shengzi, who is also a seventh-level high-martial world holy land, has a special physique that can easily capture formation patterns and break formations.

However, this can only be regarded as a third-rate special physique.

The sudden outburst of aura from the young man in front of him made Holy Master Beigong's heart tense involuntarily.

Rumble!

Terrible aura raged out, like a terrifying beast rushing over mountains and rivers.

Landslides!

Punch!

The fist light is like a starburst!

Strike hard!

The Holy Master Beigong roared angrily.

At this moment, he finally understood that this young man in white was definitely not in the Qi Condensation Realm, even if he was really in the Qi Condensation Realm, he must be some top-level genius in the world of high martial arts!

Otherwise, have you ever seen that Qi Condensation Realm, when encountering a Holy Master level powerhouse, instead of running away, he punched hard?

hum...

Beigong Shengzhu is not weak either.

He is a holy master of one place, above the body, second in power, and strong in the realm of tribulation!

Will you shrink back?

Since Lu Fan dared to strike hard, he dared to fight back!

How domineering is the Holy Master of Beigong, standing on the bronze warship, fighting against the three venerables, he is not weak at all.

So, he didn't back down from the idea at all.

Lu Fan's full blow, ninety-nine yuan of primordial power, and twenty-nine hectares of chaos power.

All merged under this punch.

These were Lu Fan's most powerful energy releases so far.

Above the fist, the dim light is constantly surging, as if it is about to collapse the void.

The demon lord, Lu Fan, was extremely indifferent, and there was not even the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"Air Condensation..."

Beigong Shengzhu's eyes were cold.

If you can let the Qi Condensation Realm, you will have the power to fight against the Holy Lord, who is in the Tribulation Realm...

This son's talent is incomparably evil!

What kind of martial arts is this son from?

Yansi or Yansan?

As for Yan Er and Gao Wu of the first level, the Holy Master Beigong dared not imagine it. Facing monsters of that level, the Holy Master Beigong might not even have the qualifications to look up to.

The Holy Master Beigong became serious,

He displayed a very strong defense, and the armor on his body exuded a bright brilliance,

In front of the Holy Lord of the Beigong, a phantom of armor actually appeared. The phantom of the thick armor, like a city wall, formed a special defense.

And Beigong Shengzhu folded his arms, wanting to make another layer of defense.

Coupled with the tyrannical physical body specially tempered by the strong in the Transcendence Tribulation Realm, the Holy Master of Beigong is no longer worried.

Even if the young man in front of him is really the proud son of heaven from the top martial arts.

It's also impossible to kill him, a seventh-level holy land lord, with a single punch, right?

Boom!

Fist down.

Small fist, not too big.

It was the first to hit the phantom defense formed by the armor.

puff!

The muffled sound resounded.

Beigong Shengzhu's originally relaxed heart tensed up for a moment.

Because, he found that his defensive armor was broken like paper!

This defensive armor is a top-level holy magic weapon!

After the armor was broken.

The speed of the fist is getting faster and faster, and it even contains a unique mystery, making it impossible for the Holy Master Beigong to even dodge.

He could only watch helplessly as the punch landed on his arms.

Afterwards, what Holy Master Beigong saw was the shattering of the bones in both arms, the collapse of flesh and blood...

The flesh and blood suddenly erupted into misty blood mist, and it was impossible to control it!

A violent, majestic, and incomparable force spread along the fist.

It turned into a terrifying vast sea storm, sweeping continuously, enough to crush a continent and explode a star!

puff!

There was another muffled sound, but within the muffled sound came the sound of bones exploding.

White ballast mixed with blood scattered.

Boom!

Lu Fan's punch, wrapped in an indomitable momentum, smashed the body of the Holy Master of the Beigong, and smashed it to the ground with inertia.

bang bang bang!

The ground began to shake like a slapped carpet.

The ground under the star falling chessboard array began to explode, and cracks and lines trembled out.

All the powerhouses trapped inside were stunned.

This terrifying destructive power, this raging power...

This son is a bit scary!

far away.

The strong men who had already escaped from the distance and avoided the raptors covered by the chessboard formation, as well as some strong men who were running slowly, all took a deep breath.

Because the scene in front of him was too frightening.

Beigong Shengzhu exploded.

What the hell... was hammered!

With one punch, the strong man in the Tribulation Realm, the Holy Master of the Beigong Holy Land, was blown away!

The flesh was shattered into a cloud of blood, and the dense white bones exploded in all directions.

A strong man suddenly felt chills on the soles of his feet.

this……

what's the situation? !

Condensed Qi, instantly transformed into a terrifying big devil!

"Let the Qi Condensation Realm have the power to blow up the Holy Master Level of the Transcendence Tribulation Realm... Is this a first-class special physique?! Comparable to the first-class special physique of the Saint King Physique and the Immortal Physique?!"

"Demonic energy is overflowing... Could it be the ancient demon body? Since ancient times, the special physique with demonic energy seems to be the only one that is powerful!"

"So strong! Can you do this with just a special physique?"

Many powerhouses were terrified.

At this moment, everyone's thoughts were actually attracted by the boy's punch.

The tombs of the ancient emperors were much less attractive to them.

Blood boiled.

Black demonic energy formed a storm and swept around the boy's body.

The boy stood there, shaking his fist expressionlessly.

far away.

The silver chair collapsed and turned into thousands of silver blades, and then quickly piled up behind the young man, as if it had turned into a pair of silver wings, but the wings were entirely made of silver blades.

The young man was entwined with demon energy, and silver sword wings spread out from behind.

Showing its peerless elegance, it is actually a bit dazzling.

As if the young devil emperor stood tall.

A shrill howl lingers in the area.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Master Beigong re-condensed, a bit blurred.

But at this moment, Beigong Shengzhu's face was full of panic and despair.

Grass……

He was majestic as the Holy Master, and was blown away with a single punch? !

How could this boy be so scary?

Thinking of how he had ridiculed this kid before, and even wanted to accept him as an apprentice, he felt a pain in his cheek.

This son is definitely a monstrous evildoer who came out of Yan Siyi or Yan San's high-martial world, a terrifying arrogance who has the qualifications to aspire to the top of the road!

Condensed atmosphere?

Go to the fucking air condensing environment!

Everything is fake!

"what?"

The demon lord, Lu Fan, with his hair flying vigorously, glanced at the Holy Lord of Beigong.

He didn't die, and his soul wasn't blown away by him.

Demon Lord Lu Fan frowned, a little dissatisfied, shook his head, and sighed.

Sure enough, the power is still too weak.

Ninety-nine powers of primordial spirit, plus twenty-nine powers of chaos.

It can only be called barely strong.

This is still under the condition that Beigong Shengzhu is restricted by the formation.

It's just that its physical body can be smashed, and even the primordial spirit can't be destroyed.

His full strength hit.

It turns out...but that's all.

And at this very moment.

The Holy Master Beigong was also afraid.

He was almost beaten to death by this son.

The primordial spirit was beaten and annihilated.

If he hadn't possessed the life-saving magic weapon to protect the primordial spirit, he might have died at this moment, dust to dust, dust to dust.

These monsters in the world of top martial arts are really terrifying.

"Forgive...forgive me!"

The Holy Master Beigong looked terrified.

He doesn't want to fight anymore. Whether he can win or not is one thing. If he offends Yan Siyi or Yan San's high-martial world behind this son, those holy places of overlords that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, he is afraid The entire Beigong Small World will be wiped out.

clang.

The silver wings were stacked and turned into a thousand-blade chair.

The boy in black sat down slowly.

The black shirt turned into a white shirt.

call out.

Just as Lu Fan regained his gentle and jade-like appearance, the Primordial Spirit of the Holy Lord of Beigong threw the token out.

Lu Fan raised his hand, caught the token, and smiled warmly.

He did not kill again.

Since Beigong Shengzhu is so aware of current affairs, Lu Fan should spare his life.

Mainly, Lu Fan was also afraid of arousing the anger of the strong around him.

If you steal the treasure, you will kill someone...

Those other strong men trapped in the formation will definitely go crazy.

Therefore, when Lu Fan got the treasure, he let him go, so that he could relax the vigilance of others.

Of course, it was also because Lu Fan felt that his full blow was a bit weak.

It is impossible to kill one person with one punch, and it may be a little troublesome for the beating.

After Beigong Shengzhu handed over the token, Lu Fan's soul moved and activated the formation.

The Holy Master of the Beigong panicked, and with a movement of his soul, he wanted to sweep away the magic weapon in the space that was scattered in the air when his body exploded.

But……

Looking at the harmless young man sitting on the chair with thousands of blades, he couldn't help but tremble.

Under this harmless surface, there is a devil's heart hidden!

The Holy Master of Beigong was afraid that he would take back the magic weapon stored in the space, and the boy would take this opportunity as an excuse to kill him.

Therefore, the Holy Master Beigong struggled for a while, but gave up.

Yuanshen escaped and rushed out of the formation.

Lu Fan was slightly taken aback.

Finding out that the Holy Master Beigong didn't even want his belongings, he was a little speechless.

"You didn't want this, and I never forced you."

Lu Fan said.

Then he beckoned, and Lu Fan put the ring-shaped space storage magic weapon into Youxuan's finger.

Afterwards, the wheelchair turned gently, and walked towards the other strong men who were blocked and isolated by the chessboard formation without any haste.

Collect more than ten tokens to move the tomb.

Lu Fan still needed to work hard.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Lord of Beigong flew out, his face was ugly.

Before, he was rampant like a god and demon, with unparalleled arrogance.

But at this moment, he is down and out like a bereaved dog, it's too miserable.

The eyes of the people around him looked at him, but there was not much banter, but more sympathy.

Encountered a genius who came from a top-level martial artist and inherited the overlord holy land from ancient times...

This loss, the Holy Master Beigong could only accept it as he deserved.

The other strong men saw the tragic situation of the Holy Master of the Beigong, and all of them had miserable faces wrapped in black robes.

They asked themselves, in terms of strength, they were not even close to Beigong Shengzhu, or even inferior.

They don't have the magic weapon of Beigong Shengzhu to protect the primordial spirit.

Being hit by a punch, it is likely to be wiped out.

Facing such a domineering Tianjiao.

Are they going to fight?

The token is related to the opportunity of the ancient emperor's tomb, are they going to give up?

Many people are extremely entangled in their hearts.

In the end, one by one threw out the tokens in a very lonely way!

Chance is nothing compared to life.

Any chance that is fatal, it's all hooliganism!

Of course, with so many people present, they may not be the opponents of Tianjiao, they are mainly afraid of the overlord Holy Land behind this Tianjiao with first-class special physique!

so.

In the formation, the young man in white walked lightly, and wherever he passed, every strong man wrapped in black robes threw out tokens without hesitation.

The picture is incomparably harmonious.

If they resisted, they might end up being beaten to death like Holy Master Beigong.

Even... a few venerables hesitated for a moment, and threw out the magic weapon of the storage space.

Spread wealth, save life!

Lu Fan took it in a daze. These people... are so enthusiastic.

What he received was a bit embarrassing.

Ten tokens were collected very quickly, even worse.

Lu Fan also withdrew the formations, hiding in nothingness between the intertwined formations.

These strong men fled, and stood in the distance in shock, looking at Lu Fan vigilantly.

After losing the token, they did not choose to leave.

After all, the tomb of the ancient great emperor is right in front of us, and no one knows what treasures and opportunities are in the tomb, so if we leave here, we will naturally feel unwilling.

Therefore, they watched from a distance, waiting for the gate of this ancient city to open.

If they can enter without a token, they can get some comfort.

These powerhouses are all thinking like this.

No one dared to provoke this young man who seemed to be in a condensed state.

The Qi Condensation Realm is indeed very weak, even as inconspicuous as a firefly.

but……

Possessing a first-class special physique, coupled with the Qi Condensation Realm as a formation master, it is not a firefly, but a fierce sun!

Many strong men are extremely vigilant.

He didn't even dare to approach Lu Fan.

Lu Fan was also so happy. He was thin-skinned and took tokens from these people, and even these people generously gave away so many space storage artifacts, which were rich in possessions, so Lu Fan was ashamed to face them.

What if these people ask him to go home again?

Is it possible to kill them all?

hum...

"Congratulations to the host for collecting ten nameless tokens, the rights have been obtained."

In the eyes, the prompt words of the system popped up.

It attracted Lu Fan's attention.

Lu Fan glanced at the many strong men in the distance, and then his eyes fell on the ancient tomb full of grandeur, mottledness and time.

Although the tomb looks a bit dark because of the lack of aura.

However, faintly, there is also a strong attraction, which is attracting the world.

There is definitely a great opportunity in the tomb.

Lu Fan tapped his finger on the armguard of the Thousand Blade Chair.

He frowned slightly.

Afterwards, the frown was slowly loosened.

Wuhuang is also a high martial artist now, but he is just a beginner...

At first, Lu Fan still had some headaches on how to set up cultivation-enhancing relics for the practitioners in the five phoenixes.

Now, the appearance of this ancient tomb and the ready-made ruins solved Lu Fan's problem.

However, Lu Fan's relocation of the grave is naturally not digging up the cemetery to relocate the grave, so it may not be possible to relocate.

It is rumored that the tombs of some of the most powerful people move randomly in the void, and some even use nine dragons to pull the coffin, and they will roam the world after death.

Therefore, Lu Fan planned to cut off the entire area and move the tombs.

far away.

The strong man sitting on the back of the raptor hesitated for a while.

If you want to leave, come over to say hello to Lu Fan and discuss how to open the tomb of the ancient emperor.

but……

Just when he was about to leave, his expression changed slightly.

Because the boy made a move.

The young man sat in a wheelchair, his white clothes fluttered, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and the tyrannical power of the primordial spirit spread and swept across the ancient tomb.

Wave after wave, as if scanning.

Afterwards, the boy put his finger on the handguard of the wheelchair and moved forward slowly.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound.

The next moment, like a phoenix crying, the flames burned into the air.

The bright precious light soared into the sky, shaking the world!

"That... that is... an immortal magic weapon?!"

In the distance, the pupils of many strong men watching Lu Fan shrank, and their bodies trembled slightly.

The body of the Primordial Spirit of the Holy Master Beigong is extremely ugly, and after being ugly, there is endless joy.

Sure enough, there is no doubt about the identity of this son.

To be able to take out the magic weapon of the immortal rank, the honor of the status is far beyond their imagination.

It must be Yan Sanyi or Yan second-level high-martial world's proud son.

The Queen of Beigong was terrified.

Look at the fiery red sword.

The sword light is full of sharpness, as if it wants to shatter people's minds and burn people's souls.

When Lu Fan dealt with him before, he didn't punch him, but a sword.

This sword... might be able to stab him completely to death!

turn out to be……

It is a kind of luck that he survived.

The uproar resounded endlessly.

Looking at the fairy-level magic weapon, the eyes of the strong men showed envy and greed.

However, thinking of the identity of this young man in white, he still showed the strength to blow up the Holy Lord of Beigong with one punch.

They had no choice but to suppress the greed in their hearts.

The stronger they are, the more they have to control their greed, otherwise the temporary greed may bring disaster to their world.

However, many powerhouses are also somewhat puzzled.

"What is this holy son... going to do?"

"Isn't this holy son planning to open the tomb with a token, and plan to use an immortal magic weapon to break open the tomb of the ancient great emperor?"

"It's crazy! Is this showing contempt for the ancient emperor?"

"It is rumored that in the battle of the ancient times, many of the most powerful people in the overlord-level holy land were beheaded by the ancient emperor. Now it seems that this enmity...has spread to the present."

Many strong men were discussing rustlingly.

boom!

Lu Fan put his two fingers together to control the Feng Ling Sword.

Feng Ling's sword soul is in high spirits, showing the ultimate elegance.

A crisp cry seemed to tear apart the sky.

Lu Fan floated up.

The next moment, the finger moved towards the tomb of the ancient emperor, and slowly moved across.

Pooh!

Terrible sword glows crossed the sky, intertwined on this dead continent, burning flames, churning fire waves.

It has blinded the eyes of many powerful people.

However, many powerhouses gradually...

Something is wrong.

Because, with the sword light flying across the sky.

They found that most of Lu Fan's sword energy fell outside the ancient cemetery, directly penetrating the land without damaging the interior of the cemetery...

Like cutting a piece of pastry.

Lu Fan raised his hand, put his two fingers together, and then slowly swiped forward.

"Phoenix feather sword... scattered."

There was a loud clang.

The nine phoenix feather swords spread out immediately.

It turned into a dazzling nine-headed phoenix, burning like a nine-wheeled golden crow under the flames.

The sword energy turned into iron chains, entwining the ancient tomb.

Afterwards, under the control of Lu Fan Yuanshen, under the command of Feng Ling Jian Jian Hun.

Jiuhuangla Tomb.

boom!

The ancient tomb was cut and lifted directly from the land!

hiss...

The sound of gasping for air resounded endlessly.

Many strong men were dazzled.

I have never seen such a sober and refined way of opening the tomb of the ancient emperor!

Suddenly.

A white light fell from the sky.

Ten tokens floated beside Lu Fan.

Then, a strong wind blew up, and white light swept across, converging into a thick beam of light and falling down, covering Lu Fan's body.

Rumble!

Terrible aura spread out.

The black robes of the strong men were blown and rattled.

Many people raised their hands to cover their eyes, as if they were dazzled by the white light and felt uncomfortable.

after a long time...

The white light dissipated.

Many strong men looked intently.

On the dead continent, there is really only dead silence left.

The strong man sitting on the back of the raptor was dumbfounded.

The primordial spirit body of Beigong Shengzhu was also illusory for a while, and almost collapsed.

The strong men under the black robes were even more confused.

in front of them.

Lu Fan disappeared.

The place where the magnificent city gate was originally located, and the place where the wordless tombstone soared into the sky...

There was only a dark depression left, with a smooth cut and a bottomless pit.

The tomb of the ancient great emperor that is so big in front of me... Where did it go? !

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