Thunder fell from the sky, splitting the white jade pavilion.

This surprised many cultivators, Lu Changkong and others rushed from outside the island, regardless of looking for a boat, and directly tread the waves simply and rudely, and landed on the island in the middle of the lake.

They came to the pavilion of Bai Yujing, and when they saw Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning on the railing, listening to the snow and drinking plum wine, they settled down.

They are really afraid that Lu Fan will be struck by lightning and something will happen.

"It's okay. ”

Lu Changkong breathed a sigh of relief.

The power of heaven and earth has an indescribable sense of oppression and terror for the world.

Although Lu Changkong knew that Lu Fan's strength was very strong, mortals fought against the might of heaven and earth...... No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel real enough.

"I'm fine, don't worry. ”

Lu Fan's calm voice suddenly lingered in everyone's ears.

Bai Yujing on the pavilion.

Lu Fan's mind moved, and another reward automatically appeared in his mind, the body spell "Thunder Technique".

"The body spell in the Xuan Rank of "Thunder Technique" is as fast as thunder and moves like the wind. ”

The system doesn't introduce much to the exercises, however, the body spell, as the name suggests, is an advanced version of light skills.

Running the "Thunder Technique", Lu Fan felt that his aura had consumed ten wisps in an instant.

His eyes suddenly bloomed with a brilliant essence.

Faintly, there seemed to be a thunderous roar.

The azure thunder left a crackling sound in the air.

And Lu Fan's figure had disappeared into the Bai Yujing Pavilion, and when he reappeared, he appeared under the Bai Yujing Pavilion with blue thunder and lightning.

That speed, like a ghost, wrapped in thunder, like a fairy.

Everyone was shocked, and Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao, the two cultivators who had refined the perfect body collection, were even more shocked to the point that their scalps were numb.

Because, they can't even capture how Lu Fan moves.

"Childe's strength...... I've improved again!"

Ning Zhao took a deep breath, his eyes glinting.

Even a person as strong as Childe doesn't stop practicing, and is working hard to enhance her strength, and how can she be lazy?

Nie Changqing and others also think the same way.

Everyone was more surprised by the thunder that erupted when Lu Pan moved, did Lu Fan use the power of heaven and earth?

"I'm fine. ”

Lu Fan looked at Lu Changkong, who was worried, and smiled.

He leaned in a wheelchair, his white shirt fluttering, and the snow clouds were scattered because of a thunderbolt.

And now, the thunder penalty has disappeared, and the snow clouds have begun to slowly converge again.

"Father, this thing is called 'spiritual liquid', which is formed by the high compression of spiritual energy, which is more refined than spiritual energy, and the cultivation effect is better. ”

Lu Fan raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a drop of spiritual fluid like a crystal tear floated.

With a slight wave of Lu Fan, the spiritual liquid floated towards Lu Changkong.

In the process of fluttering.

Lu Fan made a slight gesture towards the peach tree in the distance.

A piece of peach petals flew in.

It was like a drop of rain on a peach petal, crystal clear.

A peach blossom carries the spiritual liquid.

Lu Changkong stretched out his hand and took this drop of spiritual liquid.

Just by feeling, you can find the extremely pure aura from the paving contained in this spiritual liquid.

Lu Changkong entered the body storage, and with the assistance of this spiritual liquid, the time to refine the five treasures was probably greatly reduced.

Ning Zhao, Nie Changqing and the others were a little envious.

And Lu Fan's gaze moved horizontally and fell on them.

"The amount of spiritual liquid is not large, among you, whoever is the first to derive the attribute aura, I will give a drop of spiritual liquid, so work hard. ”

Lu Fan Road.

Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing's faces turned pale, they knew that Lu Fan's words were said to them.

Ichor ...... Needless to say, it's definitely a good thing.

The product of the compression of Reiki will definitely be more efficient in cultivation than Reiki.

Ni Yu carried the black cauldron on his back, looking at the peach blossom in Lu Changkong's hand, and the drop of blue crystal clear spiritual liquid on the peach blossom, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It seems like...... Very nice look.

Ni Yu remembered that Lu Fan and her seemed to have a bet.

She pondered, if she could step on the third floor, Childe said that the special pill that would reward her might as well be replaced with this spiritual liquid, right?

It looks like a jade liquid, and it tastes good.

As soon as he thought of this, Ni Yu suddenly had motivation.

Lu Fan waved his hand, and everyone bowed down and retreated, and they left the island in the middle of the lake again and headed for Beiluoxi Mountain.

on the island.

After Lu Fan waited for everyone to leave, he spread out his hand, and there were ten spiritual energy weed seeds in his palm.

Lu Fan is no stranger to the aura weed seeds, the first time is the chrysanthemum seed, the second time is the peach blossom seed......

What will be this third time?

With a move in his mind, he began to investigate.

The seed in his hand is called [Bamboo Thirty-two], which makes Lu Fan raise his eyebrows slightly, compared to Chaotian Chrysanthemum and Bi Alder Peach, this time the aura weed seeds seem to be more interesting.

There are ten seeds in total, and this one is needle-like and exudes a faint fragrance.

"Bamboo rice?"

Bamboo also has seeds, and the seeds of bamboo are the essence of the bamboo forest.

Holding ten grains of bamboo rice, Lu Pan did not continue to plant in the direction of Chaotian chrysanthemum and blue alder peach, but walked along the island in the middle of the lake, came to the back of the island, and spread the bamboo rice.

Ten grains of bamboo rice can be regarded as surrounding the tomb of the master.

The sloppy scholar Kong Nanfei looked at Lu Fan with some horror.

Meng Haoran was a little curious.

Mo Tianyu was silent, holding three copper treasures in his hand.

After the sowing was completed, Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, because his soul strength was 608, although he had not yet reached 1000 points of transformation, he was able to condense six spiritual senses, and 100 soul strengths could condense 1 spiritual consciousness.

And 100 physique strength can condense 1 drop of god and demon blood.

The function of this god and demon blood, Lu Pan has not yet studied it.

The spiritual consciousness was mobilized, and the spiritual energy seemed to turn into a vortex and converged to Lu Fan's side.

Grab with your bare hands.

The water on the island in the middle of the lake has turned into a series of water dragons.

A drop of spiritual liquid dripped into the water dragon and immediately soaked.

The location of the sprinkled land pan seed......

Soon.

Under the cold winter.

There were green shoots emerging from the snow, growing bigger and bigger......

It turned into ten tender green bamboos, and as the bamboo continued to grow, the number of knots also reached thirty-two, which corresponded to the name of the bamboo [bamboo thirty-two].

Moreover, as the bamboo matures, it changes from tender green to dark green to dark green...... Finally, there is a slight purple tinge.

Ten bamboo forests, densely hanging bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound, glowing with lilac bamboo, swaying, spraying a rich aura.

Meng Haoran was stunned.

There was only one word of surprise left in my heart.

Look at this bamboo, it's so straight and straight!

......

Drunken Dragon City.

The heavy snow drifting and the lead-filled sky were dull and oppressive, making people breathless.

In the Drunken Dragon City, the atmosphere was already tense to the extreme, and the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou were leaning against the city wall, clenching the weapons in their hands.

The flying snow obscured everyone's sight, making them unable to see the movement of the Xiliang army outside Drunken Dragon City.

However, compared to Tong'an City, the pressure on the defenders of Drunken Dragon City was much greater, because they were facing the lord of Xiliang, the overlord Xiang Shaoyun.

That was a first-class cultivator in the world, who once rode alone in the army of the North County of Taixuan, and was unmatched.

Although it was not the era of cultivators at that time, there were not many cultivators who could do this.

The overlord is absolutely deserved, the name of the strongest in the world.

Therefore, the pressure of Drunken Dragon City can be imagined.

Among the major moats, Drunken Dragon City is not strong, but Drunken Dragon City resisted the pressure at the beginning.

And now, in the face of the Xiliang army, coupled with the current boom of the Zhou Dynasty, the pressure on Drunken Dragon City is much greater than the pressure at the beginning.

On the castle tower.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City is much older.

He looked at the three black dragon guards in black light armor in the distance, but he didn't dare to speak.

The Black Dragon Thirteen Armor is now famous in the imperial capital.

And this time, there were five people together, which is enough to show that Da Zhou attaches great importance to the overlord.

The air was cold and ssolemn.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City was wearing armor, but he still couldn't stop the cold.

His body was shaken, and he suddenly missed the days when he drank tea and listened to pipa music in the teahouse.

It's a pity that I can't go back, the Hongchen Teahouse has long been dispersed, and when Lu Dongxuan's guy left, he even hugged the plaque and left, and he didn't leave them at all.

With a hot breath, the city lord of Drunken Dragon City did not choose to retreat.

Now, the Great Zhou has no way, and the little emperor even raises the black dragon with his life, and the city lord of Drunken Dragon City wants to leave.

However, after thinking about it, I gave up.

After all, he has been the city lord of Drunken Dragon City for decades, and Drunken Dragon City, as one of the cities guarded by the Great Zhou, he still has to fulfill his obligations.

Therefore, he did not choose to unload his armor and return to the field, nor did he choose to retreat.

Fight, still have to fight.

Looking through the drifting snow curtain, looking at the Xiliang army in the distance.

The City Lord of Drunken Dragon City suddenly smiled.

It is not a loss to be able to fight with a fierce general like the overlord, at least, at the end of his life, he can still leave something to talk about.

If you are lucky enough not to die, you can still blow a wave when you drink tea with those old guys in the future.

Raising his hand, a snow petal fell on his palm, melting into snow.

The walls began to shake.

The ground trembled violently, and the air was filled with cold and murderous aura.

Xiliang Iron Cavalry finally launched the siege.

They did not shout in the dark night, nor did they tear through the silence and shout to kill, like silent oppression, stepping on the heavy snow, slowly coming.

The air seemed to be compressed into cubes, pressing on the hearts of every defender of Drunken Dragon City.

"Defend it all for me! If there is anyone who slacks, there will be no forgiveness!"

A black dragon guard in black light armor said coldly.

Under his command.

One defender after another, set up a longbow.

Knock knock!

The sound of the beating of war drums suddenly exploded, as if the snow on the ground had been blown into plain white grains.

The snow falling from the sky was shattered by the sound of drums.

The shouting of killing was like thunder on the ground, and it suddenly exploded!

When the light of dawn tore through the thick snow clouds, shone on the snow curtain, and sprinkled on the walls of Drunken Dragon City.

The defenders let go of their hands pulling the tail feather arrows.

Thousands of arrows flew down from the sky.

Under the snow-capped Drunken Dragon City, the Xiliang army waved its shield, pressed it overhead, and slowly advanced.

Countless arrows fell on the shield, bursting with sparks.

However, the arrows were all blocked.

The Xiang Jiajun of the cultivator army ran at the forefront, and they were wrapped in a wisp of spiritual energy in their qi pills, facing the arrows that fell from the sky, brandishing the long axe in their hands to block the attack of the arrows.

Their goal was to smash the gates.

On the castle tower.

The Black Dragonguard switched to the defensive line.

The Black Dragonguard is equipped with a delicate, special longbow that can shoot piercing arrows.

Arrows wrapped in aura roared down.

Penetrated the shield of the Xiliang army, pierced the body of a soldier, and nailed him to death in the snow.

Blood sprayed on the face of the other soldier, but it aroused the blood of the Xiliang soldier, and the roar resounded, and he continued to rush forward.

The overlord carried his relatives on his back and stood on the chariot, his chariot pulled by three tall black-maned horses.

In the light of dawn, he looked at the black dragon guard on the roof of the city tower of Drunken Dragon City.

The corners of the overlord's mouth twitched slightly.

The reins in his hand snapped down.

The three black-maned horses neighed and galloped away.

The sound of horses' hooves exploding, kicking up the slush on the ground.

The Overlord stood on top of the chariot, like a black lightning bolt, rushing towards the towering walls of Drunken Dragon City.

The Xiliang army got out of the way and let the overlord move forward.

On the castle tower.

A black dragon guard's eyes lit up.

"Get out of the way!"

He pushed aside one of the defenders, and several ordinary guards came carrying a large bow, which was nearly two people tall, and the bowstring was taut.

The Black Dragon Guard grinned.

The big bow rested against the female wall of the tower, and one foot was raised and stepped on the longbow.

After setting up the arrow, his body leaned back, and he immediately pulled the big bow full, and the aura in the qi pill rolled up, like a fierce beast roaring and boiling.

The bow and arrow were aimed at the overlord standing in the chariot.

The blood of this black dragon guard was boiling.

His body straightened, and with a roar, the bow and arrow suddenly fired.

The sound of the sonic boom resounded, and the snow flying in the sky was shattered by this arrow!

The terrifying speed surpassed all other arrows, and it was more penetrating than the crossbow arrows, enveloping the aura and approaching the overlord on the chariot.

On the chariot, the Overlord raised his head.

The face under the armor is cold and arrogant, and he is arrogant.

In the face of this arrow, with disdain.

He didn't resist with an axe, not even with a shield, he just reached out and grabbed the bow and arrows.

Rumble!

The snow exploded all over the ground.

The overlord grabbed the arrow that came at high speed with one hand, and the huge force formed by the aura wrapped in the arrow shook the snow.

However, such an arrow was caught by the overlord, and the overlord's hand did not move at all, as if steel was poured.

"The Black Dragon Thirteen Armor, it's just a waste. ”

Overlord said lightly.

With a pinch of the hand, the arrow shattered.

The chariot has arrived at the city.

The overlord jumped up, and above his body, the aura vortex emerged one by one, and there were actually a total of four aura vortices.

There was a roar of rage, like a wild beast, and the snow on the walls was shaken off.

Many of the defenders, frightened, fell on the city tower, and had no will to fight.

The overlord danced, black demonic energy wrapped around his body, and his hair fluttered like a god and demon.

An axe slashed at the gate of Drunken Dragon City.

The bolt of the gate clicked, and there was an overwhelming wail, and it exploded.

The overlord kicked down, and the city gate collapsed.

Under the city gate, the overlord held a long axe, looked back slowly, and waved it violently.

After a moment of silence, the Xiliang army let out an earth-shattering roar.

The Xiliang army rushed into the Drunken Dragon City.

Bloody battles broke out in an instant.

The defenders of Drunken Dragon City were already not high-spirited, and under the impact of the imposing Xiliang army, they were suddenly defeated and retreated.

On the castle tower.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City looked at the city gate that was broken in an instant, and smiled bitterly.

He glanced at the Black Dragon Thirteen Armor, whose face was pale, and who withdrew from the other end of the city tower with the Black Dragon Guard without continuing the battle, and sneered.

He drew the sword from his waist and straightened the helmet above his head, shaking off the snow from his armor.

Step by step, he went down the castle tower.

There is no way in the big week.

However, he is still the city lord of Drunken Dragon City.

Behind him, the defenders followed him.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City looked at the burly figure standing in the human body, raised the sword in his hand, and let out a roar violently.

"Kill!"

"Protect the Drunken Dragon!"

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City roared.

Bursting with qi and blood, he held the sword in his hand and rushed towards the overlord.

Even if he was stabbed a few times by Xiang Jiajun's cultivators halfway.

The Drunken Dragon City Lord was covered in blood and got up from the ground, his eyes locked on the Overlord.

Continue to rush forward.

The overlord waved his hand, and those Xiang family troops who were ready to make a move immediately withdrew.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City was so full of blood, stumbled, and staggered to the overlord's body.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City, covered in wounds and spurting thin blood.

A sword against the chest of the overlord's armor could not be pierced at all.

The city lord of Drunken Dragon City laughed.

Faintly, he seemed to be sitting in a teahouse, with his legs crossed, still hearing the pipa music in his ears, gently waving his hands to the rhythm, drinking the lingering hot tea, laughing and scolding with the old guys......

His helmet had long since been lost, and his hair was disheveled.

He was the lord of Drunken Dragon City, when the city was broken...... He never backed down.

The overlord looked at the city lord of Drunken Dragon City with a complicated expression.

Raising his hand, he gently patted the city lord on the shoulder.

The latter suddenly knelt weakly on the ground, and the kneeling snow flew away.

However, the eyes of the city lord were dim and godless, and his life was gone, his head was lowered, and the blood in his mouth continued to drip down, staining the white snow of Drunken Dragon City red.

One of the six moats of the Great Zhou Emperor.

Drunken Dragon City, broken.