Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The terrifying spiritual pressure seemed to make the whole island tremble.

On top of the Baiyujing Pavilion, Overlord felt the pressure like a mountain, and all his bones were crunched and collided under the pressure.

Lu Fan's words made him feel a little dazed.

Being a practitioner is the biggest advantage.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is nothing.

Overlord suddenly realized something, and his eyes began to sparkle with brilliance...

Lu Fan, in white shirt and with drooping temples, looked at Xiang Shaoyun indifferently, he let go of the hand that was pressing on the chess pieces, and the terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Old Lu, see off the guests."

Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine, leaned on the wheelchair, turned his head to one side, and said calmly.

Overlord stood up, took a deep look at Lu Fan, and then cupped his hands.

"Thank you, Young Master Lu, for clarifying the confusion."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

On one side, Lu Dongxuan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which was terrifying. Is this the battle of the world's top practitioners?

Whether it is the Overlord or the Young Master, they all give him a sense of oppression that he cannot resist.

Bawang walked to the stairs and looked at Lu Fan.

"Young Master Lu, in the next Immortal Secret Territory, will there be a practice method for the Body Tibet Realm?"

The burly Overlord stood there and asked.

Lu Fan raised his wine glass.

"There is a high probability that there will be."

Overlord's gaze was fixed, he clasped his fists together again, and then turned around and went downstairs.

Lu Dongxuan glanced at Lu Fan and followed.

Ni Yu continued to burn green plum wine, and the sour aroma of the wine filled the air.

Lu Fan leaned against the railing, looking at the misty lake, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He has great expectations for Overlord. If there is anyone in this world who is most likely to break the shackles of low martial arts and step into middle martial arts, perhaps Overlord is one.

Therefore, Lu Fan didn't want Bawang to go astray.

There is nothing to argue about in the country, hard work is the root.

Overlord and Lu Dongxuan went down to the Baiyujing Pavilion.

Wearing a big gold chain, Lu Dongxuan grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"The Tianji family is one of the hundreds of families. Do you really want to join Bai Yujing?"

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Lu Dongxuan and asked.

"Of course it's true. It would be great to join Bai Yujing."

Lu Dongxuan laughed: "Golden scales are not a thing in a pond, they will transform into a dragon when encountering a storm."

"Bai Yujing is the Golden Scale... Sooner or later, it will be high above the sky, overlooking the world."

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were fixed. The members of the Tianji family can count the affairs of the world. In this way, the possibility is naturally extremely high.

"Overlord, why don't you join Bai Yujing too? You won't suffer losses, you won't be fooled!"

Lu Dongxuan's big gold chain kept shaking, said.

The two walked to the lakeside, looking at the vast expanse of blue lake, there was a gentle wind blowing.

Lu Dongxuan's words made Xiang Shaoyun stunned.

Then I laughed.

"Although Bai Yujing is good, it is not my home after all. I am the overlord of Xiliang, the overlord of Xijun, and a hundred thousand cavalry have great expectations for me. How can I go back to the island in the middle of the lake and chill their hearts."

"Besides... what I promised Mingsang has not yet been completed."

Xiang Shaoyun held his hands behind his back, his rough hair fluttering in the wind.

"Old Lu, can I ask for a hexagram?"

Xiang Shaoyun suddenly spoke.

Lu Dongxuan was startled, slightly surprised.

"If you want a hexagram, you can exchange it with thousands of gold."

Xiang Shaoyun said.

Lu Dongxuan laughed and waved his hands: "The Overlord's words are serious. This old man is a fortune teller and never takes money. Of course, if the Overlord wants to give... the old man can't refuse, after all, this is love."

Words fell.

Lu Dongxuan's temperament suddenly changed.

The yellow-toothed smile disappeared, and he stretched out his palms,

Caressing on the big gold chain, this gold chain is composed of hollow gold beads threaded on a rope.

Lu Dongxuan wiped the palm of his hand, and the gold beads on the gold chain began to rotate rapidly, and there was a faint harsh sound.

after a long time.

The gold beads on the gold chain are stagnant, and the hexagrams engraved on them are facing the surface.

Lu Dongxuan's fingers brushed over each hexagram, pinching his fingers to count.

He glanced at Overlord, his brows...wrinkled.

...

Overlord is gone.

With his hands behind his back, he stepped on a lone boat and left. He didn't walk on the waves like he did when he entered the island.

Accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun, the leisurely lonely boat shattered the sparkling lake surface, reflecting Xiang Shaoyun's figure, which seemed a bit lonely.

island.

Lu Dongxuan held his hands behind his back.

Lu Mu came back holding a bamboo stick, and beside him was Mingyue holding a pipa.

Mingyue looked at the figure of the lone boat and the overlord who had disappeared into the thick fog, with sparkles in her eyes.

...

Imperial City, Zijin Palace.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the glazed tiles of the Zijin Palace, and the vermilion walls exuded a blood-like beauty.

Chaos is everywhere in the imperial city. Except for the private soldiers recruited by the prime minister, most of the elite soldiers trained by the prime minister were bought from the imperial city guards.

When the siege of Beiluo's five hundred cavalry began on the long street.

The rebellion of the guards in the imperial city broke out. The guards who followed the prime minister fought with the few guards who guarded the emperor. The blood of the Zijin Palace was stained with swords and swords.

This is a premeditated incident.

Zhao Kuo walked slowly, the setting sun stretched his figure very long, and there were master warriors following him, protecting him.

In the garden.

There are pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, the waterside of the turquoise pool, and the bluestone nine-fold bridge.

Yu Wenxiu was dressed in a dragon robe, with his back facing everyone, and he was holding a wooden bucket in his hand, in which were pieces of blood-stained raw meat.

He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a piece of bloody raw meat with his bare hands and threw it into the pool.

"His Majesty."

After a while of confusion, Zhao Kuo's voice came.

The old eunuch was full of grief and indignation, pointing at Zhao Kuo in disbelief, his fingers trembling: "Zhao Kuo! The crime of treason will implicate the entire family!"

Zhao Kuo smiled faintly, and walked slowly, saying every step.

"Your Majesty mistakenly believed that Kong Xiu was a traitor, and Kong Xiu killed the late emperor. How can His Majesty worship the murder of his father and enemy as the national teacher? It is a pity that His Majesty is too young to monopolize the government, so veterans need to assist His Majesty to rule the Great Zhou."

Zhao Kuo said.

The sound lingers in the garden, overshadowing the sound of flowing water.

He wants Yu Wenxiu to be his puppet emperor.

The tranquility of the garden.

Yu Wenxiu turned her back to him and didn't speak.

Zhao Kuo chuckled, "Now that things have come to an end, what is your Majesty still hoping for?"

"Only by trusting the old minister, Da Zhou can find a chance of survival in the desperate situation!"

Yu Wenxiu laughed, and then took another piece of raw meat, threw it into the pool, and in the blink of an eye, the raw meat disappeared.

The old eunuch looked deathly at home, holding his fly whisk, and stood behind Yu Wenxiu.

"If you want to harm His Majesty, first step over our corpse!"

The old eunuch hissed.

Zhao Kuo glanced at the old eunuch indifferently, and then waved his hands. Two master warriors who were not weaker than the old eunuch walked out, bursting out with blood and explosive noises, lingering in the garden.

"Let Prime Minister Zhao come over."

suddenly.

Yu Wenxiu's faint voice sounded.

The old eunuch's body froze, he looked back, it was inconceivable.

"Your Majesty..."

However, Yu Wenxiu ignored it and just took the raw meat and threw it into the pool.

The raw meat wobbled and sank to the bottom of the pool.

The old eunuch's face was red, but he still turned away.

Zhao Kuo narrowed his eyes.

With hands behind his back, he took a step forward, walked five steps away from the pool, then stopped and stood behind Yu Wenxiu.

"Your Majesty, did you agree with the old minister's suggestion?"

Zhao Kuo said.

Yu Wenxiu smiled, put down the barrel, and shook off the raw flesh and blood stains in his hand.

Turning around to look at Zhao Kuo, his face was full of sarcasm.

"What Zhao Xiang said is reasonable... But, what gave you such confidence? Why do you think you can help Da Zhou find a chance of life in a desperate situation?"

"Compared to Mo Beike, you can't..."

"Compared to the national teacher Kong Xiu, you are no better."

"Compared to the peace of Beiluolu, you are even worse."

"So... Where did you get your confidence, old man?"

Yu Wenxiu said.

The sound lingers in the garden, making the atmosphere tense for a moment.

Zhao Kuo's original kind smile disappeared, and his face was as gloomy as water.

Qi and blood erupted from his crooked body, there were abnormal noises again and again, his body straightened up, his old appearance disappeared, and he was even a bit burly and strong.

The old prime minister, Zhao Kuo, is actually a concealed master martial artist!

"Your Majesty... this remark is over."

Zhao Kuo said indifferently.

One step forward, like a tiger leaping.

The old eunuch reacted, but it was too late.

Zhao Kuo's claw has already grabbed Yu Wenxiu.

Yu Wenxiu stood by the pool, with a smile on her face, with madness in her smile...

The emerald green pool suddenly bulged and exploded, and a black shadow rushed out, wrapping around Yu Wenxiu's body.

Like black lightning, it suddenly swept across and collided with Zhao Kuo's palm!

Blood splattered three feet.

Zhao Kuo's pupils constricted...

I just felt a sharp pain in my head, his arm that was thrown towards Yu Wenxiu...

It was torn apart alive.