The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 42 Go north to the palace, killing intent [1/5]

Inside the reincarnation tower.

The fragrance lingers, and when I look up, the hall is full of purple and bright red.

Nangong Xiner bit her red lips, a hint of helplessness in her cold eyes.

usually.

The number of students coming to the Tower of Reincarnation is relatively small.

But this time, all ten reincarnation towers were full.

Many students also complained that the reincarnation tower was not enough, and some of them went to the reincarnation tower in Biyun City.

all of these.

The source is Zhou Fan.

“Junior, I hope we can enter the same small world.”

“Junior, if you can meet in a small world, I would like to give you a friend position.”

“Junior, everyone can play and sing, give me a chance!”

“…”

A lark-like voice chirped.

Zhou Fan was speechless and could only pretend not to hear.

The senior sisters did not say much.

The amount of coming to the small world is still very precious. Although they wanted to come to the same small world with Zhou Fan, they both knew in their hearts that such a chance was not high.

but.

Even if there is a trace, they are willing to fight for it.

After all, there is an experience of co-presence, and the relationship should be easy to get close.

There are so many beautiful women in the academy, and there are also top ten peerless beauties. Each of them does not think that they can get on Zhou Fan’s thighs by relying on undressing and broadband.

“Unfortunately, only when both of them have descended more than 5 times can they be able to use treasures like ‘Meeting by a Line’ to descend in the same small world.”

Continue over time.

Nangong Xin’er frowned a little.

Zhou Fan said with a smile: “Sister Xin, a one-time consumption treasure like ‘Meeting by the Line’ is worth 100 million reincarnation points. It’s too wasteful. We are destined to meet in a small world.”

Nangong Xin’er said coldly, “It’s not a matter of fate, it’s just a small probability event.”

The rest of the seniors giggled.

“Junior, I believe we are destined.”

“Yeah, we can see each other if we have fate, and you can do whatever you want at that time.”

“Junior, be careful of other descendant organizations.”

The other seniors all raised their voices.

Some are kindly reminded.

rumbling~

At this time.

The heavy gate of the Reincarnation Tower slowly descended.

hum!

At the top of the tower, a cloud of white light quickly enveloped.

Zhou Fan and Nangong Xiner’s eyes were intertwined.

Consciousness is lost.

The third coming!

…

Jingle Bell.

The crisp wind chimes accompanied the carriage shaking.

Zhou Fan regained consciousness.

A graceful and graceful woman was reflected in her eyes.

At the same time, there was a low humming in the ear.

“Little baby, mother hug…”

Clear and catchy.

With a strong local accent.

The carriage was sparkling.

The sound of hoofs.

He knew that the one holding him in front of him was the mother who had come in this life.

The doting and pity in her eyes came from the heart.

He stretched his lower limbs.

The Samsara mall was opened through the imprint of Samsara.

The exercises have been refreshed.

Soon, he searched for a practice method “Dragon Royal Art”, which was worth 3 million reincarnation points.

It is a divine art of looking at the air.

What he looks for is the air of heaven and earth, and what he looks for is the dragon air of the dynasty.

brush.

He buys directly.

With the soul strength of the fourth-layer talent cultivation technique.

With just breathing effort, he cultivated the “Dragon Royal Art” to the eighth level.

Reached the top level of this small world, Yulongjing.

His eyes condensed a little purple light.

Immediately.

Outside the carriage.

The heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles were all gathered in his eyes.

He immediately saw that in the canyon several miles ahead, there was a band of thieves ambushing on both sides.

It looks like a thief dressed up, but the arrow feather in his hand is a weapon in the army.

Dynasty battle.

He knew it.

go.

Thoughts move.

Under the power of the eighth power of his “Dragon Royal Art”, the Qi of Heaven and Earth quickly descended to the power of Heaven.

The thieves on both sides of the canyon completely lost their life.

Not one left.

a few days later.

The carriage drove into Imperial Kyoto and stopped at a spacious mansion.

Several eyes in the palace courtyard showed surprise.

That night.

Dark clouds cover the veil.

Killing intent rushed towards the mansion from all directions.

In the backyard of the pond, Wanyue Shuzhuang’s mother took out a homemade wooden drum, hummed a clear tune, and coaxed Zhou Fan to sleep in her arms.

But she didn’t know.

The imperial capital has planned a murderous plan to kill her and her son tonight.

Zhou Fan closed his eyes without any movement.

My mother entered the imperial capital all the way north and was called here.

Encountered assassination on the way to no avail.

Now in the imperial city, the night is killing and attacking.

He wants to see if his father in this life has moved.

Whoosh whoosh.

Masked in black, murderous.

One by one, the rabbits appeared in the courtyard, their eyes were cold.

The dim lights flickered, and the cold light spread from the courtyard.

But this time.

Zhou Fan, who was lying in the cradle, looked at the embroidered mother beside him and shook his head gently.

Not all hard work pays off.

The one sitting in the imperial palace was cold-blooded and ruthless, sitting on the sidelines.

puff puff.

In the end, it was Zhou Fan who made the move.

The quietly condensed imperial dragon qi penetrated the heart of every black-clothed mask with a sharp edge, and then the dragon qi rolled around and threw them in the palace courtyard.

Startled bursts of anger.

that night.

In the Taoist Temple of the Imperial City, several masters of the passage of finesse have taken action.

The air of heaven and earth gathered crazily.

The gust of wind suddenly swept the imperial capital, and they all rushed towards the backyard of this quiet mansion.

There are only two soldiers in the mansion.

Defense is like paper.

Faced with this fatal situation.

All the understanding people in the imperial capital sighed softly.

Although there is pity and sympathy, the infighting of the dynasty is extremely cruel.

No one dared to intervene rashly.

Just when the gust of wind condensed black hands and pressed against the courtyard of the mansion.

The entire imperial capital suddenly exploded with dragon roars.

Countless dragon energy surged, condensed into a five-clawed golden dragon to swallow the black hand, and at the same time circled into the sky, quickly and completely killed several Dao Yanshu powers.

Taoism collapsed.

this night.

The dynasty shook. *