Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Withered Scarlet Mandala

"Congratulations on the birth of the first Divine Beast in the world, making the transformation of the world's creatures colorful, and rewarding 10 points of disposable attributes. ”

North Luo, the island in the middle of the lake.

Leaning on the railing to listen to the wind, the white shirt of Lu Fan who took a sip of green plum wine blew lightly.

In front of his eyes, the system's reward prompt popped up.

"The first phoenix...... It's a pity, it's still a chick. ”

Lu Fan shook the liquor in the bronze wine glass and smiled.

Maybe it's because the difficulty of this transformation is not too great, so he only gets the disposable attribute reward, and he doesn't get the transformation reward, which makes Lu Fan a little regretful.

If the white blue bird wants to raise a real phoenix, she still has a long way to go in the future.

The phoenix is an auspicious fortune in mythology.

Once it is known that the white blue bird has a phoenix in its hands, even if it is just a phoenix chick, the people of the world will definitely covet it.

When the time comes, it's hard to say whether the white blue bird can keep this phoenix.

It was Jiang Li's subordinate Chi Lian, which surprised Lu Fan, and also made him understand that there is no shortage of ruthless and excellent people in this world.

As for the death of conformism, he can't even beat a chicken, what else can Lu Pan say?

Suddenly, Lu Fan's heart moved.

Bring up the system panel.

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent)

Refining Stacks: 2 (3rd Stack Progress: 445/1000 Strands)

Soul Power: 52 (Exchangeable: 0)

Physical Strength: 6 (Exchangeable: 1)

Aura: 389 wisps

Transformation Rewards: "Creation of Xuan Qi Chapter", "Ignition Technique", "Immortal Demon Body (Beginner)"

World Rating: Wuhuang Continent [Low Martial Arts]

Permissions: [Mission], [Mission], [Spiritual Energy Delivery]

Branch Permissions: [Wanfa Oven (LV1)]

Spirit Equipment: Spirit Pressure Chessboard (Xuan Rank Lower Grade)

Mental method: "Yi Tianshi" (Xuan Rank Lower Grade)

Disposable Attributes: 10

Lu Pan looked at the attribute panel and drank plum wine.

However, in the panel, the [Task] column is constantly flashing with a faint hint light.

The mind sank into it.

The light is restrained, and the prompt words pop up.

"Mission Description: The progress and ascension of a world is not only manifested in the increase in the concentration of aura, but also in the diversity of races. ”

"Side quest: The phoenix has appeared, but the dragon is still far away? ”

There are not many missions that appear this time.

Lu Fan frowned and stared carefully at the task panel, falling into deep thought.

"Phoenix, Celestial Dragon...... Is this paving the way for the creation of Gaowu?"

Leaning on the wheelchair and facing the comfortable lake breeze, Lu Fan muttered.

The dragon and the phoenix belong to the divine beasts, the dragon can soar through the clouds, the phoenix can soar for nine days, once it grows and matures, it must be a terrifying existence that destroys the world and destroys the earth.

It would not be surprising if the world of high martial arts was really created and the Heavenly Dragon and Phoenix appeared.

As for the little phoenix chick raised by the white blue bird now, it is still far from the real phoenix.

"Raising dragon land, used to raise dragon ......"

This question gave Lu Fan a headache.

And if you want to raise dragons, you must first screen creatures that can turn into dragons.

"The water dragon has turned into a dragon for five hundred years, the dragon has turned into a dragon for a thousand years, and then it has turned into a horned dragon for another five hundred years, and it has turned into a dragon for a thousand years......"

The water fly is talking about snakes, which means that snakes can turn into dragons.

Lu Pan can raise dragons with snakes in the dragon breeding land, and catalyze them with aura, which can accelerate the evolution and transformation of snakes.

In addition to snakes, fish can also turn into dragons, and fish leap over the dragon gate to turn into dragons, which is exactly what is said.

Lu Fan pondered for a long time.

I had a plan in mind.

Dragon Farm...... It can be related to the next secret realm.

"Sister Ning, add wine. ”

Lu Fan came back to his senses and smiled.

Ning Zhao Qingmei boiled wine, rolled up his sleeves and carried the wine jug, and poured the clear wine into the bronze wine glass.

Smell the aroma of warm wine.

Lu Fan's gaze became deep again, spanning hundreds of miles.

There's still a good show to watch.

......

East Lake, Organ City.

The world's No. 1 assassin Mo Yiji failed to assassinate the overlord, and was smashed by the overlord with a single move, and fell into the abyss.

The rangers of the Mo family did not have any emotions.

Death, for an Assassin, was normal.

They came on a wire rope with the goal of killing the Overlord.

There is a dead ink mark, and there are thousands of ink marks.

But there is only one overlord.

As long as the overlord dies, the army of the West County will naturally retreat.

Xiang Shaoyun's hair was flying, the torrential rain poured his steel-like body, and the cold armor reflected the cold glow of the forest.

He glanced at the ink marks that had fallen into the abyss.

The other party did not grieve before he died, but was surprisingly calm.

Even, Xiang Shaoyun felt a sense of relief.

Of course, Xiang Shaoyun was too lazy to figure out the idea of a dead man.

He looked back.

The long axe in his hand was raised high, as if it was about to cut off even the rain curtain.

Behind them, the Xiliang warriors showed fanaticism and waved their spears one after another, responding to their boss with a roar that wanted to disperse the rainstorm!

At the other end of the iron rope, the black-robed Mo family rangers rushed towards with their swords in hand.

Ah Zhu's red dress was like a drop of faint red ink, running steadily on the iron cable, and above her head, there were sharp crossbow arrows bursting out of the city.

The overlord's eyes were like torches.

Dancing with dry spirits.

Smash the whistling crossbow arrows into the air, like a god and a demon stepping on a rope.

The huge eighteen-section centipede blade cut with a sharp blade, like a big insect pounced on Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun's blood was boiling, and the rainstorm around him was blown out of the hollow.

The demonic energy in the Qi Pill mobilized and turned into coercion to gather around him.

The huge centipede, which was more than ten meters long, actually showed timidity in the face of the two-meter overlord.

The roar of the overlord echoed in the rainstorm.

The war drums in the Xiliang army beat more and more rapidly, and the drums beat densely and quickly, making people's blood boiling.

The overlord held a heavy axe in one hand and slashed it fiercely.

Forcibly split the trap centipede in half, and his body plunged into the collapsed trap centipede, penetrating out.

The collapsed centipede fell into the abyss.

The overlord is surrounded by black demonic energy, and he has the courage to be unstoppable.

This feeling of detachment in strength makes the overlord enjoy it very much.

No matter how strong the grandmaster is, in the face of thousands of people beating him, there is only one way to die.

But today's overlord, thousands of people can kill people.

The bloody battle in Wolongling was a metamorphosis for him.

In fact, strictly speaking, it was Mobeike who made the overlord Xiang Shaoyun.

The Mojia rangers are losing ground one after another.

Under the leadership of the overlord, the warriors of Xiliang were like bamboos and jumped over the walls of the Mojia Organ City.

Mojia Organ City ...... Broken.

......

Violent wheezing continued to linger.

Mo Liuqi disliked the donkey running too slowly, so he turned over and dismounted, and ran wildly in the rainstorm.

The mud was trampled on and splashed three feet.

The crooked mountain and forest paths could hardly stop his figure at all.

In the Baipi Falls, there are corpses rolling over from time to time.

Mo Liuqi didn't dare to be slow.

He was afraid that he would be slow, and he couldn't even see Azhu's corpse.

He ran wildly, and the heavy rain drenched the mountain road in front of him, and the trees on both sides shook in the wind and rain......

Finally, the brilliance appeared.

He rushed out of the forest and came to a thick iron cable.

On the eighty-one iron cables in front of him, all of them were Xiliang warriors.

In the trap city, the huge repeater machine crumbled, and the city walls cracked......

Mo Liuqi raised his head, and the rain continued to slide down his cheeks.

Through the rain curtain, he looked at the walls of the Organ City.

There......

The overlord's burly body stood, and the terrifying storm could not shake him in the slightest.

Even, he stood at the head of the city, which was more difficult to breathe than the dark clouds in the sky.

Mo Liuqi's pupils constricted.

The overlord carried the dry qi on his back, his thick hand was raised, and he ruthlessly pinched a figure, the red robe of the figure was like blood, like a blood-red mandala in full bloom.

Mo Liuqi's heart shrank.

In his hand, he clutched the bead hairpin engraved with the crooked word "Azhu".

One by one, the warriors of Xiliang swung their knives at him.

Mo Liuqi's aura worked, dodging these blades, and his toes were on the shoulders of the Xiliang warriors, and he followed the iron rope towards the Organ City.

On the castle tower.

The overlord pinched the neck of the red-robed woman in his hand.

Even if the woman is wearing a mask, she is very beautiful, and her figure under the red dress is very hot.

It's a pity that the overlord only has Luo Mingsang in his heart, and any woman is a pink skeleton in his eyes.

Feel free to toss.

The woman's red dress fluttered, like faint red ink, falling from the top of the city wall of the Mo family's organ city.

Like a withered flower.

"No!"

Mo Liuqi, who was running on the iron cable, was cold and pale.

Xiang Shaoyun, who threw the woman in red off the cliff and turned around to go deep into the organ city, heard this scream, frowned, felt something, stopped, and looked back slowly.

He saw Mo Liuqi who was surrounded by aura in the middle of the run, and his eyes froze.

"Mo Family...... There are also cultivators?!"

Mo Liuqi is messed up.

Even if he failed to assassinate the national teacher on the island in the middle of the lake, he was not so afraid when facing the death pressure brought by Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.

Blood flowed from the corners of the woman's mouth in red, and she suddenly seemed to hear Mo Liuqi's roar.

Under the rain screen.

She turned her head with difficulty, and when she fell at high speed, she faintly saw the figure of Mo Liuqi on the iron cable.

"Your name is Zhu, Zhu is not good, why don't you call you Azhu?"

"Ah Zhu, can you take off your mask once? once, just once......"

"When I surpass the paralyzed face and become the number one assassin in the world, you will let me unmask once, okay?"

Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of her eyes.

The corners of the woman in red raised slightly.

It's good if you're not dead.

Pity......

You didn't take off my mask with your own hands.

on the iron cable.

Mo Liuqi took out the silver scissors, and made the scissors whistle out.

At the edge, he approached the woman in red, trying to penetrate her clothes and nail her to the cliff.

However......

The scissors flew out a few meters, and Mo Liuqi lost control of them.

He could only watch as Ah Zhu, the woman in red, fell down the misty cliff in front of his eyes......

It was as if a touch of red blood was dripping from his heart, dripping into the abyss, and falling to pieces.

The pearl hairpin pierced his skin.

Blood smeared the palms of his hands.

Perhaps this was the fate of the Assassins.

It's raining.

Heaven and earth fell into boundless silence.

Mo Liuqi raised his head suddenly, his eyes coldly staring at the overlord standing on the tower of the Organ City.

Silver scissors hung in front of him from under the iron ropes, piercing through drops of raindrops!

There was a roar of murderous intent with anger and pathos, which exploded in his mouth, lingering among the cliffs and waterfalls.

Overlord !!

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