Carefree Path of Dreams

"Does the three want to be stubborn?"

The sacred sacred thoughts of the five saints, crushing the broken ruins of Yujing, like the tide, are getting bigger and bigger, eventually forming a torrent.

"The loyalty is here, you are not leaving!"

Wan Sheng Wu Zun laughed, even if it was defeated before, and the thousand magic, the hidden dragon respects the body can not see the slightest injury.

"It is the same, today is gray, it is also the number of days!"

The saint of the evil holy gate sighed, and God looked around and scanned: "The number of blood sacrifices is enough, how about opening the big array?"

"The court is so, or there is a secret hand!"

The saint of the Holy Lotus is the only woman, and a pair of wonderful eyes glance back and forth on the saints of the evil holy gate.

"What if the Yin said, what should I do?"

The sage of the evil sacred door is somewhat depressed. Since the last time he left the battle of the cave, he felt that the woman had no hostility and seemed to be testing something. It seemed that he was suspected of hiding the inheritance.

See you in the sky! When the elders were separated from the saints, they have been found five times, and none of them are in his hands!

"I think the imperial court's intention is not to be determined to prevent the opening of the demons. It should be to hide the secret hand, such as the long line of the inheritance..."

The ancient sage also joined the conversation: "Unfortunately, I have always had a lack of inheritance. Otherwise, if you can get away from the sage's sixty-nine law, you can count it!"

"Da Yan's technique is forty-nine, and it is not so good to keep alive."

Li Qingmian said: "How can I let the court be open, and I will only open the gates, and then I will use the fate of the court. Can we fight against us with the power of the court? How does Bai Zesheng think?"

"can!"

The white sage who has been silent has indulged, and immediately the jaw.

"can!"

"can!"

In a twinkling of an eye, the four saints reached a consensus, and the sinister Lord of the Holy Lotus taught a sigh of sighs and suddenly made a statement.

......

"it has started!"

Fang Yuan’s whole body was shocked and had some kind of creepy feeling.

In the sky, the dark screen is covered, the purple thunder dances, and the chaos is evolved.

This is the proof that the world will begin to wake up and ready to shoot at any time!

"God is angry! Three big saints, if you still want to fight, stop the demon world, this is the last chance!"

Under the Huanghuang Tianwei, even the power of the seven-fold virtual sacred can only be a supporting role at this time. The masters on both sides have regressed and left the venue to eight saints.

Bang! Bang!

The sky is dim, in a chaos, the purple lightning is fused, and the gods and thunders of several chaotic colors are falling, with the power of heaven and earth!

This is the great magical power that truly breaks the world and refines the fire and feng shui!

In the face of the power of the real world, the secret biography of the Eight-Dollar Swordsmanship has become a poorly imitated work, worthless.

"The will of the big world... so strong!"

Fang Yuan’s pupils are miniature, and some are awkward.

This kind of world will is a collection of world business thoughts, equivalent to some kind of intelligent program, with prescribed patterns and restrictions, and cannot be broken.

For example, the world will of the earth star, before those high-level practitioners really became traitors, could not open the sacred.

However, the God of the world has broken through the limitations of this aspect, which shows its power and flexibility.

Hey!

At this time, the shot is the chaotic **** of thunder, and the five bright blue and white flashes directly to the top of the five sages of the Dream Masters.

"The world is back, it's a little early!"

The ancient sage screamed, and the brow was slightly wrinkled, and glanced at the court: "Yin Zun, Bai Ze, Evil St.... You still urge the formation, I am dealing with the sorcerer!"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, the two acres of Qingyun continued to expand, all over the sky, forming a canopy, meteorological, and greeted the chaos.

Hey! Hey!

Five chaotic gods thundered on the Qingyun, directly hit the Qingyun shaking, and broken the number, but the following two saints screamed coldly, the endless five-color qi gas rose and repaired, suddenly resisted, will chaotic **** Thunder annihilated.

"Oh... it really is a saint, even the chaos gods can be hard and safe!"

Fang Yuan retired, but his eyes were staring at the three saints, including the Yin Zun.

At this time, under the cloud bed where they sit cross-legged, a sound of dragons gathers, connected with the world's veins, with a heart-rending power.

"Six poles, start!"

In the long screaming, a little light is flying from the hands of the three saints, and they are united on the Yujing City.

"Hey!"

The earth dragon tumbling, the magnitude 10 earthquake broke out again, and the nodes in the whole world shook as if they had formed six huge earth dragons, roaring out of the ground and gathering in the sky above Yujing City!

Hey!

Bang!

Thunderstorms flashed, blood rain poured.

I am angry! Blood rain drops!

The thunder in the sky is a violent violent several times, and a chaotic **** thunder falls, even if Qingyun is beaten and retreated, it is constantly being compressed.

This kind of Tianwei, seeing Fang Yuan’s heart tremble, knows that except for the saints, whoever faces it is a dead word.

Hey!

The six dragons are tens of thousands of feet long and are not in the earth. Each one has the power of a real dragon. At this time, the dragon claws stick out and it seems to have caught something.

A kind of mysterious and mysterious, yet magnificent and powerful force, was continuously drawn from the bottom of Yujing, and gathered together to form a purple gas.

"This is... the source of the world!"

Fang Yuan looked a move.

The six-pole ground is forbidden!

"It’s not the five great saints, the three manipulating the tactics, the two fighting against the robbery, and still have the spare power to monitor the imperial movement..."

As the only person who had been operating the Six Arrays of Heaven and Earth, Fang Yuan looked at this scene and was very emotional.

The sorrows of these saints, as well as the manipulation techniques, are all about smashing his eight streets, not to mention that this full version of the big array, the power is beyond the simplified version of the missing.

"Why are the three saints of the imperial court still not shooting?"

At this time, the thunder flashed, the earth dragon screamed, and Fang Yuan’s eyes noticed the three saints on the wall.

Since the five saints began to spur the big squad, they were like stone statues, standing there, without any action.

"Is it clear that the opposite saint has spared defense, or was it seriously injured in the war, can no longer be shot?"

Fang Yuan’s thoughts flashed wildly. Suddenly, he saw six dragons chasing Xuanguang, like the six dragons grabbing the beads and taking off on the void, slamming into a collision.

Bang!

The void is broken, the world is gone!

Through the power of the world's roots, the chaos in the darkness is arranged, and a little light flashes, guiding to a higher dimension of the void, piercing through.

Oh!

In the emptiness of the void, a black hole is opened, corresponding to a silver-white light door!

A mysterious breath spread out, and all the dreamers felt the instigation of the dream power in the body, and they could not help but be excited.

Dream Master's Source World Demon World! Finally reproduced!

"This is the second stage, the energy channel is turned on, and the entity has not yet passed..."

Fang Yuan is very familiar with this, but the dream elders next to them are excited and excited.

"Really a dream teacher!"

"I feel the call of Meng Yuanli!"

"This feeling can't be wrong!"

......

Many seven sacred sacred screams, no longer care for the saints to fight against the front, to the core, at this moment, they have forgotten hatred, forgot the task, turned into a pure seeker.

Even the elders of the refining fire and the elders of the elders are no exception.

Fang Yuan has experienced it once before, and he has strong resistance and can remain calm.

But other people, when this lifelong pursuit appeared in front of their eyes, they completely forgot the danger, just like the honest believers suddenly saw the gods appear in front of them, and they simply pursued the past with their own lives.

......

"Sure enough... is the world of dreams!"

On the wall of Yujing City, the hidden dragon statuekeeper looked at this scene, and there was also a wave of fluctuations in his eyes: "The layout for many years, today is completed, and finally I can get a wish."

"Exactly!"

Next to the Wansheng Wuzun and the thousands of magic and easy to look at each other and laugh, the look is exactly the same.

"Not enough... just an energy channel. We want the dream world to come to the door of the world and the two worlds to be completely connected!"

Once the six poles of the big array began to extract the world's origins, the power of the robbery began to decline.

The five saints roared, and they will permanently solidify the door of the world.

Once successful, the two worlds will be completely connected, and the real thing will pass.

The last time in the world of the Earth's stars, one of the squares was stalked from it. Secondly, with its origin, the ability to open an energy channel is to make every effort, and naturally it is impossible to open the real channel.

But the big world is different!

This is a powerful world that can make a saint!

Once the source of sacrifice is enough, it is enough to motivate the will of the devil!

"Get started!"

The hidden dragon and the Lord looked at the six dragons and hovered, and the scene that was about to gather, suddenly said a faint sentence.

"It’s too long to wait for this day!"

Behind him, a veteran Taoist who appeared to be dry, emerged as a former prince!

Only at this time, he looked at the wood, his face was full of wrinkles, his teeth were gone, his eyes were deep, like a hoe.

"Although the nine-year-old sky and the sky have been arranged, there is still a blood sacrifice!"

He looked at the sky and shook his head.

"The sacrifice is already ready!"

Wansheng Wuzun’s figure flashed and suddenly reappeared. He was carrying a man in his hand, shaking and wearing a robes. He was actually a big Ming Zhaoming Emperor!

"It is enough to sacrifice with the Son of Heaven! Great good!"

Minhou nodded.

"No……"

Zhao Ming’s face is full of fear: “The ancestors...the three saints, since the succession of the throne, they have made great efforts to make good efforts to the Jiangshan community...”

"Oh... grandson, if you don't have to sacrifice if you have merit, then isn't this world chaotic?"

Minhou smiled and said: "You are a very good person in the Nine-Five, and you have done a good job. You have to be inspired by the heavens. You want to start the heavens and give you who you are? The so-called God of the Dead, you are dead."

Zhaoming Emperor still wants to say something. The next moment, Wansheng Wuzun will be printed on the palm of his face.

The whole person of Zhaoming Emperor was turned into a **** fine man, and it rose into the sky!

Bang!

The next moment, an inexplicable big array suddenly appeared!