martial arts mythology system

Chapter 250 Nanke Yimeng

There are thousands of flowers and thousands of people in the world.

But no individual flower is exactly alike.

A person has been to countless places, and each place is unique, but one night, facing the moon, holding a glass of wine and murmuring thoughts...is called hometown.

Han Feng has been in this world for a long time, and sometimes he almost forgets that he is not from this world.

But at the moment when the sword of death pierced through Marashash's chest... the power of the dream rushed to his face.

At this moment, the past unfolds like a letter paper, and memories are the words on that paper, timeless and fleeting...

Sighing lightly above the sky in the dreamland, Guming, who was incarnated by Han Feng, pulled out the Guming sword on Mo Luoshashi's chest.

The power of death fully exploded!

The dark green dead country dry thunder enveloped the sky, devouring and destroying the magic energy that symbolizes the source of dream power.

Death is the god of spells and force in Perak's world view. His power cannot create, but it can bring endless destruction...

Under the power of death, nothing can develop.

Even Mo Dao Juechen, the guardian dragon god of the upper heaven realm, who was reincarnated, would be suppressed by the power of the god of death, unable to awaken.

Not to mention this incomplete dream power.

Under the power of the death sword style, the dream space of Marakshashi instantly turned into countless fine stardust like a falling crystal ball...

People on the black wasteland lost consciousness one after another, their souls returned to the present world, and fell into sleep.

The huge dream realm was broken.

Things change and stars move.

The white-haired Wenjian Guming opened his eyes, and was already standing in the cloud and dust capital of the present world.

The broken magic well in front of him is still there, and soil, rocks, moss... are intertwined in a mess.

The ants and flying insects have already fled without a trace under the terrifying pressure of the upper demon.

All the evil people from the Tao of Absolute Origin who had already planned to escape also disappeared...

Lu Xiaofeng and Wu Xingyun descended slowly from mid-air, and the awe-inspiring aura of the strong swept over them.

The white-haired swordsman took a step forward slowly, the power of death on Guming Sword was still shaking the whole street...

"Ice sells for twelve rounds."

As the swordsman shouted coldly, clear light and sword shadows appeared one after another, and a huge azure blue ice wheel loomed in the sky, slowly landing on the ground.

The magic energy left gushing out from the magic well was ground by the ice wheel and pushed down the wellhead completely, and the sword energy that had been frozen for twelve rounds began to seal the gap in the [Yundu Yongzhen] seal under the control of Wenjian Guming.

The azure blue ice crystals began to condense underground, and the purest ice energy sealed the ground, causing the entire cloud and dust to vibrate slightly...

Under the magic well, the small howls have not stopped:

"Swordsman...we still have a chance to meet!"

Asking Sword Guming looked cold and arrogant, raised the Guming Sword, and responded:

"Jian Guming."

The pure sword energy pierces the sky and penetrates the earth's crust, and the Guming sword energy is the purest power in this night.

As the sword light swept away, the huge wellhead in front of Guming Wenjian turned upside down and was completely razed to the ground.

And the black magic mist that completely enveloped the clouds and dust in the sky also shattered.

At this moment... the sky is clear.

Even the clouds and dust ushered in the long-lost stars.

The silver-white starlight flowing down like mercury is so pure and sincere, awakening this scarred city from the war.

The people fighting in the streets and alleys of Yunchen City stopped at this moment, raised their heads, and felt the starlight at this moment.

Asking Sword Guming is now in front of the flat land where the scenery has changed, turning his head and looking at the city.

The stars are shining, and the lights are neon.

The sword energy on his body gradually dissipated, and the white hair turned black inch by inch, and then his whole face changed, turning back to Han Feng's appearance.

He staggered back a step, and suddenly changed from a top rank one swordsman back to a rookie with only a rank seven cultivation level... This really feels a bit too real.

Han Feng stabilized his figure, and said to Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng:

"This matter is thanks to the two of you, and it will be inconvenient for you to come forward in the future, so you should go and rest first... Heavenly Court still needs to rely on the efforts of you two to grasp the underground world of Fuyuan Road."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked the beard on his lips:

"It's easy to say, that Liu Zhijian under the emperor is a congenial person with me, I will have a drink with him if I have the chance~"

Wu Xingyun turned his head and looked in the direction outside Yunchendu: "Then let's go first, and let us know if there is anything~ By the way... Dijun, your martial arts are really a bit weak... Practice hard... ..."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng Yukong left under the cover of night.

Han Feng was watched from the back of Wu Xingyun's departure, for some reason...it feels like Child Elder's appearance seems to have grown up a bit... Maybe she has changed from a primary school student to a junior high school student...

But... I was ridiculed for my poor martial arts again...

Han Feng laughed softly, turned around and stepped into the darkness of night.

And the people in the entire Yunchen City woke up from their sleep one after another.

The wife held her husband by the arm and muttered sleepily:

"The head of the house! The head of the house!"

"Ah! What's the matter?"

The man woke up suddenly.

"I had a dream, and there were many scary monsters in the dream..."

"Oh... I dreamed about it too... Forget it, let's go to sleep..."

The same situation happened in the whole cloud and dust. Even those who were not asleep when Marakashish pulled the whole city into a dream, they only felt that their minds were in a trance for a while, and there were more fragmented fragments in their minds. ...

People only regard this memory as a hazy moment, and only warriors with deep inner strength can retain the memory in the dream space.

Nanke Yimeng or Huangliang Yimeng, just a little bit, the whole city will sink into the dreamland forever.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, the gate of Yunchendu opened, and the light of the fire outside the city shone into the city. The imperial garrison of the Yunjiang barracks who detected Yunchendu's strange shape had already guarded outside the gate of Yunchendu, but it was only because of the isolation. The black evil fog inside and outside made it impossible to pass.

When the sword light of Wenjian Guming shattered the dense fog of the seal, the army of the Yunjiang barracks immediately contacted the guarding soldiers and entered the city.

Xuanjian Division, Zhenwutang, and Patrol Division immediately began to communicate with the army, and began to unite to strangle the rebellious families in the city.

"The Xiao family, the Yuchi family, the Feng family, the Pansheng Palace... have taken refuge in the evil sect Taichu Dao, caused chaos in the city, attacked the imperial court and the major families, and now the imperial court army is suppressing them! Rebels... will be killed without mercy!!"

As the Yunjiang army became active in the city, the Xuanjian Division and the warriors from the Zhenwu Hall led the army to strangle the rebels in the city... Arrows were fired indiscriminately, cavalry charged into the alley...the evil people could not resist.

The ending after an amazing battle is being staged.

At the same time, the devilish energy carrying the spirit energy of the Fifth Demon Emperor Marakshashi shuttled through the city, looking for a suitable host.

A wisp of purple-black demonic energy lurks in the dark corners of the city.

Suddenly, a raccoon cat jumped out from the corner, swishing the magic energy in its mouth...

"Hey!! You dead cat, let go! Let go!"

"I am the mighty Fifth Demon Emperor!"

"Relax! You've gone too far, give me a bit of dignity as a demon!"

The unknown cat took a sharp breath and swallowed the magic energy...

"Are you loose... Meow?"

(End of this chapter)