On Beiluo Lake.

The aura storm began to gradually subside, and Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, floating quietly on the surface of the lake.

His mind stirred, and he pulled up the system panel.

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent)

Number of gas refining stacks: 3 (4 stack progress: 1156/10000 wisps)

Soul Power: 100 (Exchangeable: 13)

Physical Strength: 10 (Exchangeable: 10)

Reiki: 86 wisps

Disposable stats: 1083 points

Lu Fan looked at the system panel, but saw that in the column of the number of qi refining layers, the total amount of aura that had entered the fourth layer was constantly changing.

In the blink of an eye, there will be four or five more wisps.

Obviously, in this aura storm, he has made a lot of aura, so to speak, he has made a lot of money.

This feeling of elevating a lot of aura in the blink of an eye can only be described in one word, cool.

It's like looking at the deposits in your bank account, a few hundred dollars more in the blink of an eye, and a few hundred dollars more in the blink of an eye.

It's like eating a piece of ice cream in the hot summer!

Lu Fan's aura that was almost exhausted because of the release of aura, at this time, began to recover rapidly.

Although it is said that the origin of the plane is condensed, forming an aura storm that sweeps the world.

But......

After all, there is still a surprise in the world's talents.

Not everyone is able to condense the aura in the dantian and become a cultivator.

Therefore, Lu Fan's aura growth rate is not too exaggerated.

However, there are quite a few of them.

In a short period of time, it has increased by nearly two or three thousand, that is to say, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty has given birth to at least a thousand cultivators in this aura storm, plus the discount commission obtained by the overlord, Nie Changqing and others for condensing the aura, the increase in the number of auras is still considerable.

Lu Fan didn't pay any more attention to these.

Because if you keep blinking, it's not interesting.

He was distracted and withdrew the system panel.

Pulsing silk threads appeared in his eyes, and he crossed a long distance to watch the battle on the border.

He didn't kill these wanderers, but stayed, just to give Nie Changqing, Overlord and the others a chance to exercise.

Without pressure, there is no motivation.

Today's Wuhuang Continent is still a low-level martial arts, and it is still necessary to give birth to an existence in the body storage realm before it can step into the middle martial arts.

And these wanderers are the source of motivation for Nie Changqing and others.

Lu Fan is not worried.

Because, with his current strength, these wanderers can't make any waves.

......

South County.

The burly man, turned into dirt, slowly withdrew his gaze from the sky.

He was different from Buddhist monks and blonde men.

He was more sensitive to the energy sensing between heaven and earth, and sensed that this world seemed to have more attribute energy.

It was a state on the verge of advancement.

However, the burly man did not choose to escape, and he did not have to flee...... After all, it's just a clay figurine.

With his ten fingers crossed and folded on his chest, he is an elegant man, a cautious man.

As a loser, the burly man will not allow himself to fail again.

Because he was very cautious, this body was just a doppelganger that he had condensed with magic.

Distance.

Everyone who was bathed in the aura storm opened their eyes one after another.

Sima Qingyi stood on the tower of the Southern Jin City, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.

The aura in the Qi Pill floated out.

Then......

The blank canvas behind him slowly unfolded.

Sima Qingshan held the pen and splashed ink on the blank scroll with the rain as ink.

Sima Qingshan, who stepped into the realm of body Tibet, became more and more aura, between paintings.

The burly man like a terracotta figurine, he felt that he had been pulled into a world again.

This is a world of beautiful mountains and rivers and gurgling water.

Although the scenery is beautiful, it is very unsettling.

"Everyone, kill the enemy. ”

On the castle tower.

The clothes on Sima Qingshan's body hunted, and he said slowly.

Tang Yimo twisted his neck and made the sound of bones colliding, because of the bathing aura, the injuries caused by his use of the Eight Veins Dun Armor had already healed.

"Well done. ”

Tang Yimo raised the corners of his mouth and praised Sima Qingshan's methods.

The second vein was opened again, the hair stood upside down, and the green tendons appeared on the surface of his skin, and his body burst out in an instant.

The manic qi and blood were wrapped in aura, as if a thousand huge stones were falling from a high mountain, and they hammered the burly man who turned into a terracotta figurine.

The burly man woke up from the confinement of the scroll.

I opened my eyes slightly.

The stormy attack hit his body, and the constant bombardment made his body appear strangely distorted.

He slowly raised his hand, wanting to resist.

The sand and gravel on the ground condensed with the movement of his raised hand.

But......

A sword qi stabbed from a distance, like an awl burrowing into the rag sac, directly tearing apart.

The raised arm of the terracotta figurines was severed by the sword qi......

The chop is smooth.

Jing Yue held the Sedum Sword with a smile on his face.

His sword is getting stronger and stronger!

Rumble!

The earth shook violently, and the bodies of the terracotta figurines were shattered, and finally turned into thousands of mud and scattered on the earth.

Tang Yimo fell to the ground, and the whole person was like a piece of charcoal, and the rain sprinkled in the sky fell on his body, and it was all steamed into white gas.

He stood up, waving his fists, and on his arms, the green tendons were as dense as a dragon.

"Kill!"

The words are sonorous and loud.

The army of Nanjun, as well as many Nanfu troops, looked at Tang Yimo with fanatical faces.

They swung their swords in the rain, and their shouts tore through the rain.

"Kill!"

Under the deafening roar, in the sound of drums and horns on the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

The South-County army charged.

Losing the burly man, the Nanban army was simply unable to resist the powerful Nanjun army.

The rain seemed to be stained with blood.

It was a devastating rout.

The Nanban army left a dense corpse, and fled back to the Nanban territory, this battle, many tribes of the Nanban gathered, but it ended so tragically.

The vitality is greatly damaged, and I am afraid that I will not be able to harass Nanjun in a short time.

Xie Yunling and many disciples of the Dao Pavilion put away the Dao Method.

They walked in the rain curtain and walked to Tang Yimo and the others.

Sima Qingyi also walked down from the city tower.

Sword Saint Hua Dongliu found Jing Yue, patted Jing Yue on the shoulder, and the two sides came together.

The rain poured Tang Yimo and drenched him, but Tang Yimo was extremely solemn, took a step back, and bowed to everyone.

"I, Tang Yimo, represent Nanjun, thank you for your help. ”

Xie Yunling smiled and glanced at the Sword Saint Hua Dongliu.

"Commander Tang doesn't need to be like this, the Dao Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion are already located in Nanjun, Nanjun is in trouble, how can we escape from the world?"

Xie Yunling smiled.

"Thank you Bai Yujing for your help. Tang Yimo looked at Jing Yue again and arched his hand.

Jing Yue smiled.

He is a disciple of Bai Yujing, but he is also a native of the Great Zhou.

Five chaotic weeks, that is a national disaster.

He Jingyue, how can he retreat?

Sima Qingyi carried the scroll on his back, held a brush, looked at Tang Yimo, frowned, and said: "Commander Tang, although the Southern Barbarian army has retreated, it is ...... I had a gut feeling, but the burly man was not dead. ”

"The crisis has not yet been resolved. ”

Sima Qingshan said.

Because of the practice of painting, Sima Qingshan's soul strength is very strong, and the painting is somewhat similar to Lu Fan's chess game.

Tang Yimo stared at his head, but he was not too worried, he glanced at the dense barbarian corpses left in the battlefield, took a deep breath, and said: "It's okay, the Southern Barbarian army has been completely defeated, even if this person makes a comeback, there is nothing to be afraid of, if it is possible, I want to enter the hinterland of the Southern Barbarians and kill this person to prevent future troubles." ”

"However, in case of fraud, I still don't chase it, at least, next, Nanban, one of the five Hu, is not to be afraid. ”

"Yes...... What was the change?"

Tang Yimo recalled the moment when the world was transformed just now, solemn and confused.

Xie Yunling was holding his hands, his hair was stained with cold rain, he turned his head to look in the direction of Beiluo City, and took a deep breath.

"Childe stopped fighting for three months, and now he ...... The transformation of heaven and earth, the surge of spiritual energy, is it the handiwork of Gongzi?"

Xie Yunling's words silenced everyone present.

All that was left was heavy breathing.

Tang Yimo looked at Beiluo City, remembering the terrifying aura he felt when he stood on the shore of Beiluo Lake.

The skin of the face couldn't help shaking.

Maybe...... What Xie Yunling said is true.

The one in Bai Yujing......

Stopping the war for three months may really be for the transformation of heaven and earth at this moment!

......

Chili tribe.

Above the altar.

A burly figure wrapped in a black robe slowly took off his hood, revealing a slightly pained face.

The destruction of the doppelganger was a huge blow to him.

"This plane lord of the low martial world is too mysterious, he can actually trigger the condensation of the origin, what kind of strength is he?"

The burly man stood up on the altar and wiped the rain from his face.

Under the altar, a barbarian priest with a blank gaze was like a tool man, holding a bamboo cane.

The burly man was a little hesitant now.

Because, at this moment, he is faced with two choices.

One is to hide, live in this world, watch and look for opportunities.

The other is to take the initiative to attack.

But......

He can't see through the plane master of this world, so his heart is a little empty.

"No, I have to spy on the strength of this Lord of Noodles, I have to enter the Great Zhou!"

The burly man's eyes flickered, and then he turned his head and looked to the east.

The south cannot be attacked, so it will ......

Opening the gap from the east, just as the Dongyi tribe he subdued, can come in handy.

......

West County, outside the Tiger Circle.

The air of murder is pervasive.

Light snow was falling in the sky, stacking the corpses on the ground.

Nie Changqing was wearing aura armor, hunting in white shirts, snowflakes fell on his forehead, they could be crushed by the invisible airflow, he held the pig-killing knife in his hand, and walked towards the blonde man.

"Extraterrestrial Demons...... Punished. ”

Nie Changqing said calmly.

He didn't have any communication with the blonde man, and the two didn't need to communicate in any way.

Life and death are battles, and battles are all there is.

For Nie Changqing, the blonde man was still a little jealous.

After all, Nie Changqing's strength is close to that of high-grade foundation.

It's not much different from him, except that he hasn't derived the power of attributes yet.

The blonde man burst into light and turned into a light man.

In his hand, he held a lightsaber that sprayed with light.

His eyes were looking around.

He was looking for the Lord of Planes, and he was afraid that the Lord of Planes would hide in the darkness and give him a sudden blow.

Nie Changqing killed.

The pig-killing knife flew out of thin air, the knife shadow condensed, and the knife qi was vertical and horizontal.

The sharp knife qi cut the sand and gravel on the ground into slag.

The blonde man's lightsaber was drawn and collided with Nie Changqing's knife.

In front of the two of them, it seemed to be reduced to a special field.

The terrible cutting force collides constantly.

The pig-killing knife and the lightsaber are bombarding each other!

No snow in the sky can fall into it.

The sand and gravel on the ground seemed to have been cut into fine pieces.

Nie Changqing was as angry as Changhong, the pig-killing knife was constantly buzzing, and on the ground, there were traces of Dao Dao.

The blonde man is grumpy.

He and the Buddhist monks both saw that this Lord of Faces might use them as stepping stones for Nie Changqing and others to cultivate and train Nie Changqing.

How could they endure this?

It was already humiliating to be a wanderer, and now, they came to invade the world, but they were still insulted and suppressed!

As an intruder, don't you even have a little dignity?

Nie Changqing hunted in white shirts.

Constantly controlling the pig-killing knife, many sword marks appeared on the aura armor on the surface of the body, which was the sword qi spewed out by the lightsaber, which slashed him, but was blocked by the aura armor formed after refining the five organs.

The battle between the pig killing knife and the lightsaber.

A sword-like impact.

Around, the shouting and killing on the battlefield became more and more intense, Xiliang Iron Cavalry was not afraid of death, and the Xiang family army was even more like a divine help, completely suppressing the army of the Ghost Fang and the Peacock Country.

And the other side.

The overlord moved, his body twitched a lot of demonic energy, and the black axe in his hands seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, and slashed towards the evil Buddha.

While!

The evil Buddha clasped his palms, and the golden Buddha statue with blood and tears blocked it.

There was a crisp sound, and the palm of the evil Buddha smeared, and the next moment, the golden Buddha statue seemed to be soaked in blood, watered by blood, and turned into blood.

"Treat us as stepping stones!

The evil Buddha's eyes revealed ferocity and tyranny.

His palms rolled up the string of Buddha beads hanging around his neck, and with a sharp force, the string of Buddha beads was broken with a "click".

However, the Buddha beads that broke off the flying did not fall to the ground.

Instead, it was slapped out by the evil Buddha's sleeves, and each Buddha bead exploded quickly towards the overlord.

Overlord raises his blood shield.

Boom Boom!

Each bead was wrapped in a huge impact, hitting the blood shield, blasting the surface of the blood shield into countless blood.

The overlord landed and retreated two steps, and the evil Buddha moved, instantly approaching the overlord.

"The poor monk is the pinnacle of foundation building, you devil is just entering the foundation building, what makes you so inflated!"

The Buddhist monk shouted.

This drink is like a spring thunder blooming on the tongue, and the overlord who drinks is dizzy for a while.

The Buddhist monk smashed his fist continuously, and his fist hit the blood shield.

Every punch seems to be able to fly sand and rocks.

The Overlord kept retreating, and the ground under his feet was plowed out of the ground.

"You are an evil demon, I am a Buddha, the Buddha crosses the demon, it is the way of heaven!"

The Buddhist monk continued to drink, chanting in his mouth, like spitting blood lotus in his mouth.

However.

The Buddha monk is fierce, and the overlord is even more fierce.

The vortex of spiritual energy that originally flowed clockwise on the overlord's body suddenly stagnated.

After that, it began to flow slowly in reverse.

Shake off the blood shield.

The Buddhist monk punched the overlord's burly chest, his chest was slightly concave, and his back exploded.

However, the overlord was indifferent, and even showed a cold smile.

The Buddhist monk's gaze froze.

The Overlord roared.

Wounds for injuries.

An elbow smashed on the head of the Buddhist monk, sending the latter upside down and flying dozens of meters.

The overlord was bloody, and the demonic aura was dignified and sticky.

He was wrapped in great power, and the wisps of demonic energy wrapped around his body, rushing towards the Buddhist monk.

The Buddhist monk bounced up from the ground, and the blood Buddha behind him slapped a palm.

The overlord does not hide or dodge.

Forcibly took this palm.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the same time, the black axe in his hand also swept over the Buddhist monk, cutting a wide wound on the Buddhist monk's chest!

The Buddhist monk was a little confused, this person ...... It's really unreasonable, how can there be such an unreasonable battle?

The overlord did not hide from the attack of the Buddhist monks at all, as long as the Buddhist monks attacked, the overlord immediately carried the attack and beat the Buddhist monks......

This made the Buddhist monks inexplicably feel a chill in their hearts.

The overlord had blood in his mouth, but he laughed.

"Buddha Demon?"

"You're crossing, coming!"

The overlord is simply fearless, exchanging injuries for injuries.

The momentum of the Buddhist monk being beaten was completely lost, although he was the pinnacle of foundation building, but there was no way to take the overlord.

The fierce are afraid of the cold, the cold is afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless is afraid of the dead.

Overlords are the kind of people who don't want to die.

The Buddhist monk is not as powerful as the overlord, and after being cut down a few axes, the state begins to fall rapidly.

After all, he didn't have thick armor like the Overlord.

The Buddhist monk slapped the overlord, and the overlord returned the punch to the Buddhist monk.

The Buddhist monk was beaten with swollen mouth and teeth, blue nose and swollen face, and blood flowed all over his face......

He couldn't even recite the Buddha name in his mouth.

Both palms were shaking.

The Buddhist monk felt a little sad.

He, a wanderer, has never even met the Lord of the Plane...... Are you going to die?

Buddha, what should I do?

The Buddhist monk had a blue nose and swollen face, looking at the snowy sky, a little desolate.

Poof!

The overlord burst in, and the long axe in his hand swept over.

Suddenly......

The blood of the Buddhist monks stained the snow.

A head sped into the air.

The overlord's eyes were like torches.

In order to prevent the Buddhist monk from condensing his head again and resurrecting it, the overlord rose from the ground, and his burly body scattered the snow.

One punch blows this head out!

The snow was stained red with blood.

fluttering from heaven and earth, sprinkled.

The body of the Buddhist monk who had lost his head stood in place, and the cold red drifting snow fell all over his body.

The corpse of the monk and Buddha stood still, with his palms folded.

Overlord landed, panting.

Suddenly.

Overlord's pupils shrank.

But I saw ......

A hideous and unwilling soul fluttered out of the corpse.

The distorted soul of the Buddhist monk stared at the overlord with resentment......

"The devil who blasphemes the Buddha will one day...... Today's Buddha, his daily demon, one day, you will become a headless corpse like a poor monk!

The venomous curse of the soul of the Buddhist monk made the overlord's gaze stare involuntarily.

On Beiluo Lake.

Lu Fan, who was holding his chin with one hand and tapping his wheelchair handguard with the other, frowned slightly.

He raised his hand, turned into a claw, and grabbed at the void in front of him.

This catch.

It's as if you've crossed a long distance.

Tiger around the pass.

The distorted curse of the Buddhist monk's soul came to an abrupt end.

Because, above his head, there was a palm with condensed spiritual energy, which fell out of thin air.