Against the Gods

Meng Jian Xi's brows suddenly sank: "Meng Jian Yuan, my tolerance has its limits. If you do this again..."

"Jianxi Divine Son," Yun Che said calmly: "If I were you, I had worked hard in the Dream Weaver Kingdom for a hundred years and finally established my name as the Divine Son. But one day suddenly a dream fell from the sky. Not only did I have no achievements, but everything was also ruined. Not as good as myself, but to be named the Son of God on par with myself...I definitely don't want to."

"If you don't want to, then advise the Lord God, then say bluntly that Meng Jian Yuan is not worthy. You can find a hundred reasons why the Dream Weaver Kingdom does not need a second divine son, and you can also find a hundred reasons why Meng Jian Yuan The reasons why you are not worthy of being the Son of God... are real and honest, and no one will think you are unworthy, let alone unworthy."

Yun Che narrowed his eyes slightly: "After all, as a son of God, you should have the will to be defensive and have the appropriate opinions, confidence and ambition."

"But it's a pity..." Yun Che shook his head, with a look of disappointment and regret on his face: "While you asked your people to jointly put pressure on your father, you also secretly arranged a bunch of extremely despicable means to shame me. It is extremely malicious to brand the day of my sealing into a day of shame... But at the same time, I am shouting that we are united and rely on each other, showing my broad mind and self-cultivation. "

"Why bother?" Yun Che's eyes were filled with undisguised sarcasm: "You can obviously be a frank and straightforward son of the Dream Weaver, but why do you make yourself so hypocritical and ugly?"

"Oh, that's right!" Yun Che suddenly came a little closer, and the contempt in his eyes was like a steel needle piercing Meng Jianxi's eyes: "I suddenly thought of an ugly saying: Some people can be innocent, but they have to be treated as such. Bitch, you have become a bitch, but you still want to build a memorial arch... Does Jianxi Shenzi have any opinions on this? "

The heartbeats of almost everyone present stopped violently... These words were not only disrespectful, but also a complete humiliation.

Not to mention such a grand occasion where gods and major dream masters are present, and where countless people are paying attention, who would dare to say such vulgar and vicious words to the Son of Dream Weaver, even in a small and dark corner.

"How unreasonable! How unreasonable!!" Meng Zangji roared. At this moment, he undoubtedly had a perfectly normal reason to be angry. He looked at Yun Che, and his soul was overwhelming: "Mengjian Yuan, do you know that you are so insulting and slanderous? What a great sin I, the Son of Dream Weaver, have committed!”

"Joke!" Yun Che sneered in response: "If the God of Jianxi has never done it, I will indeed consider it an insult and slander. But if he has done it, then I just told a true fact, so how can it be considered an insult and slander? What? If you insist that this is an insult, doesn’t it mean that the son of Jianxi is insulting himself? "

"Meng Jian Yuan." Meng Jian Xi's voice was low, but her expression was still calm: "You succeeded in irritating me."

"You said that my words and deeds were inconsistent and that I was using hidden means. Then where is your proof! Without proof, it is all just your dirty assumptions...and even deliberate slander. Do you know that it is not me who is so damaged, but yourself!"

Even if Yun Che tears everything apart, even if everyone completely believes it under his guidance...he will never be able to produce real evidence.

"Certificate? It's simple." Yun Che pointed at An Zhiming, who had been standing there all the time: "How about using 'Falling Dream' on him."

"..." Meng Jianxi's expression did not change, but countless fine red marks suddenly appeared on the edge of his eyeballs.

"Shouyuan."

Yun Che called out lowly, and immediately, Meng Shouyuan's figure appeared behind him like a ghost.

Yun Che pointed at An Zhiming, whose face was dark and uncertain: "Put him into a dream."

"Yes!" Meng Shouyuan obeyed the order without any hesitation, and then released his soul power, directly covering An Zhiming.

"stop!"

With a loud roar, Meng Shouyuan's dream-falling power was completely blocked. Meng Xuanji put away her arms and said in a deep voice: "Meng Jian Yuan, you have lost your memory. You have completely forgotten that 'Falling Dreams' is a taboo power of our Dream Weaving Kingdom. It cannot be used except for important matters!"

"Taboo?" Yun Che smiled contemptuously: "I only heard that the biggest taboo of the power of falling dreams is that it must not be used on members of the same race. He knows his destiny is from a subordinate country, and he does not use 'Meng' as his surname. He will never be able to use it. Use the word 'same clan'."

"Besides, this move is to prove the innocence of Shenzi Jianxi. How come, the innocence of Shenzi Jianxi is not considered a big deal in your mouth?"

Meng Xuanji's face stiffened slightly, and she said sternly: "Once a person falls into a dream, it is equivalent to revealing everything to others, and there is no more privacy and dignity! Although An Zhiming is not a person of the Kingdom of God, he is still a citizen of the Kingdom of God! I, the Great Weaving How could Meng Shen Kingdom trample on the dignity of an innocent descendant in front of everyone! Wouldn’t that make all the people in the world laugh and despise him!”

"Oh, that is to say, in the eyes of Xuanji Dream Lord, the innocence of Jian Xi Shenzi is far inferior to the dignity of a subordinate citizen? Haha, hahahaha!"

Yun Che raised his head and laughed: "Jianxi Divine Son, did you hear that? In order to protect the dignity of a prince from a small country, this Xuanji Dream Lord is willing to sacrifice your 'innocence'. You, the Divine Son, are really cowardly and ridiculous..." "

"..." Meng Xiangxi slowly gritted his teeth, the cracks in his eyes spreading rapidly.

Yun Che's voice suddenly stopped. He looked at An Zhiming and suddenly realized: "Oh~~ Master Xuanji Dream, I understand. Logically speaking, no matter how stupid he is, he cannot be as funny as he was just now. Unless..."

He pointed at An Zhiming: "Could this person who claims to be An Zhiming be the illegitimate son of your Xuanji Palace Master!"

"You!!" Meng Xuanji's eyes bulged out, and the blood in her body almost instantly flowed backwards.

“Puff…Puff…” Dian Jiuzhi endured it again and again, but the corners of his mouth kept making noises.

Yun Che said with a look of understanding: “If it weren’t for this reason, I really can’t think of any other reason for a Dream Palace Master to say such a stupid joke. Shouyuan, what do you think?”

Meng Shouyuan agreed lightly: “Young Master, what you said is very true.”

“See the Emperor Yuan!” An Zhiming suddenly shouted at this time, and also broke the dilemma of Meng Jianxi and Meng Xuanji in time: “Xuanji Mengzhu is right. Although I am a humble person, I also have dignity. But those with dignity will never easily accept that they are ‘fallen from the dream’ in front of so many people because of a fabricated reason. '."

"Unless..."

He gritted his teeth secretly, took a step forward, and with a mysterious light flashing in his hand, he held a silver spear horizontally: "I dare to step forward this time to challenge the son of Jianyuan. If the son of Jianyuan wants me to accept the dream willingly, then defeat me openly... Of course, if the son of Jianyuan doesn't dare, he must force the dream..."

His eyes quickly turned red, as if stained with blood: "I, An Zhiming, would rather commit suicide on the spot than accept it!"

Yun Che looked at him sideways... He was forced to exchange his life for the lives of the entire clan.

It was also pitiful.

"Okay." Facing An Zhiming's almost resolute eyes, Yun Che nodded slowly: "Then I will do as you wish."

Seeing that he actually agreed directly, An Zhiming's breath obviously slowed down.

And Meng Zangji, Meng Xuanji and others, who originally had extremely ugly faces, suddenly had strange eyes.

Especially Meng Jianze, who was so excited that he almost stood up.

Although the people he selected on Meng Jianxi's orders did not belong to the Dreamweaver Kingdom, their qualifications were all top-notch. Among them, An Zhiming was the best.

He was completely sure that among all the subordinate territories of the Dreamweaver Kingdom, no one at the level of the third-level God Lord could be An Zhiming's opponent.

And "Meng Jianyuan", in their cognition, had been drifting outside for a hundred years, without any resource supply, no foundation support, and no strong people to consolidate his foundation after each breakthrough. The profound skills he cultivated must be extremely inferior... Perhaps he was not even as good as an ordinary third-level God Lord at the level of the ordinary world, so how could he compare with An Zhiming.

"But..." Yun Che's tone suddenly changed. Just when everyone thought he was going to make an excuse, he stretched out his hand and pointed behind An Zhiming: "You have arranged nine people. If they come out one by one, it will be too troublesome. Just go together."

"Although I am not the son of the Dreamweaver God, time is equally precious!"

As soon as these words came out, there was no doubt that an uproar was caused.

Meng Jinghai sneered directly: "Meng Jianyuan, are you crazy?"

When everyone was either surprised or sneered, Meng Kongchan's eyes were shining brightly. He suddenly raised his hand, and with several overlapping screams, the eight third-level gods pointed by Yun Che were brought into the field by an irresistible force at the same time, standing side by side with An Zhiming who was stunned.

"Yuan'er," Meng Kongchan said lightly: "I will only ask you once, are you sure you want to fight with all nine of them at the same time?"

"Of course." Yun Che turned around and responded without even a moment of hesitation: "As a man, you should speak the truth and keep your word! Otherwise, how different from those false and ugly people."

Crack... Meng Jianxi clearly heard the sound of his teeth cracking.

"Okay!" Meng Kongchan nodded slowly: "The nine of you will fight together, and you must use all your strength. If you win, you will be rewarded but not punished. But if you dare not use your full strength... you will be severely punished!"

The words of the God are so powerful!

This also made the already surprised crowd even more confused.

"I will obey the order of the God!" An Zhiming responded loudly. He seemed to want to end it all as soon as possible. The spear in his hand was already surrounded by mysterious light, and pointed directly at Yun Che: "See Emperor Yuan, please teach me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the mysterious light on the spear body turned into thunder, and his whole body was like thunder running on the ground, rushing straight to Yun Che.

The power he burst out was obviously the limit of the third level of the God Lord Realm... undoubtedly full power.

At a very close distance, the lightning flashed with full power in an instant. In the eyes of everyone, Yun Che, who was in a scattered form, had no way to avoid it.

This was indeed the case.

Chila!

After the loud sound of the lightning splitting the sky, the sound of thunder suddenly stopped.

Yun Che still stood in the same place, without moving an inch, and even the expression on his face did not change at all.

Only his right hand was raised, and the tip of his index finger pushed forward... and the silver spear carrying the power of An Zhiming's full power was actually fixed in front of Yun Che's fingertips.

Even the lightning on the gun body disappeared.

An Zhiming maintained a forward-rushing posture, but he was frozen there as if frozen... His face was quickly losing color, and his pupils were dilated sharply, as if he had encountered the most extreme shock in the world.

The scene was dead silent, and in the chaos, countless people suddenly stood up or flew into the air, and then stared wide-eyed again and again, as if they could not believe the scene in their sight no matter what.

"What...what...is going on..." Meng Jianze whispered in a lost soul, stuttering every word.

Meng Zangji, Meng Xuanji, Meng Jinghai, Meng Kongdu... and even all the masters of the Dream Palace all stood up from their seats, showing the same look of shock.

"..." Dian Jiuzhi, who had always maintained an expression of watching the excitement, was also covered by astonishment in an instant.

Yun Che's mouth moved slightly, as if he smiled, and then... his figure suddenly became blurred.

Bang!

An Zhiming's figure flew away, and the silver spear in his hand had already fallen into Yun Che's fingers. He stepped on the Broken Moon Shadow, and a shadow of ice that seemed real and illusory almost simultaneously passed through eight pairs of terrified pupils.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Eight times of body movement, eight spear shadows, An Zhiming's flying body has not yet landed, and the other eight profound practitioners have all flown to high altitudes in different directions, bringing with them screams.

Yun Che's figure finally stopped, and behind him, the eight spear shadows that had not yet dissipated were connected into an extremely gorgeous dragon shadow.

He turned around, and the spear body swept out lightly, and suddenly a huge storm was rolled up, which swept all the nine profound practitioners who were falling into it, and then rolled them down in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang...

The continuous sound of hitting the ground sounded at Yun Che's feet, and also fiercely impacted everyone's endlessly frightened souls.

Countless mouths opened wide, Meng Jianze stood there dumbfounded, even the masters of the Dream Palaces were frozen in their eyes, lost for a long time.

The cracked red marks in Meng Jianxi's eyes had long disappeared, replaced by pupils that were enlarged to almost cover the entire eyeball.

Dian Jiuzhi had stood up without knowing when, staring at Yun Che... looking at this man who was only at the third level of the Divine Lord Realm.

As the recognized first son of the Six Divine Kingdom, he believed that his talent in the profound way after the awakening of the Great Wilderness Divine Vein was unparalleled in the world. But... when he was at the third level of the Divine Lord Realm, he could easily defeat opponents of the same realm, but it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat nine people of the same realm in such a short moment.

It can even be said that it is unheard of.

"..." Meng Kongchan's chest rose and fell several times.

And the strange light flashing in the depths of his pupils was so blazing that it burned his soul.

Brother Fuchen really didn't lie to me!

This is more than a huge surprise! !

"Hahaha!" Meng Kongchan laughed loudly, and laughed particularly wantonly under the eyes of the crowd: "Good! Very good. You are worthy of being my Yuan'er. Even if you have been wandering for a hundred years and have not enjoyed any resources from the Kingdom of God, your qualifications and qualities are still so outstanding!"

"Such qualifications are more than outstanding..." The Valley Master of Chenmeng Valley muttered in a low voice... and then quickly shut up when he reacted.

In such a situation, once you praise one side, you may be involved in factional disputes. It is the most rational choice for neutrals to remain silent.

But at this moment, the balance of these neutrals who have never been involved in factions has gradually tilted towards "Meng Jianyuan"... and before this ceremony, no one thought that the returning "Meng Jianyuan" was qualified to compete with Meng Jianxi.

An Zhiming knelt on the ground, his eyes were empty, and he did not stand up for a long time.

Bang!

With a loud bang, his beloved gun fell to the ground in front of him.

Yun Che's deep voice came to my ears: "It seems that you messed up the mission. I think the consequences must be tragic, pitiful..."

"Before you pick up this gun again, think carefully about who hurt you, and think clearly about who can save you in this situation!"

An Zhiming's empty eyes trembled slightly, and then the trembling became more and more intense.

Suddenly, he supported his upper body with his hands, knelt on the ground again, and shouted with all his strength: "Please God, please see the son of Yuan Shen to save me... Save my Anmeng Royal Family!"

This sudden roar almost tore his throat and shook everyone's ears.

Meng Jianze's face changed suddenly.

Meng Kongchan glanced at Yun Che, then said calmly: "Save you? What do you mean?"

An Zhiming raised his hand suddenly and pointed directly at Meng Jianze: "It's him! It's the son of the emperor Jianze! He threatened me with the lives of my father and sister, and asked me to take the initiative to provoke and challenge the son of the god Jianyuan at the ceremony today, and then defeat him in the most humiliating way, so that he will never have face again..."

"Shut up!"

Meng Jianze jumped up and said, his face was as red as a pig's liver: "An Zhiming! You are so bold! , dare to slander me in front of the Father God!"

At this point, An Zhiming had no way out. He faced Meng Jianze with a fierce look, and every word was full of soul-shaking sorrow: "I, An Zhiming, swear on my life and lifelong glory. If there is even a single word of falsehood, I will..."

"You still dare to slander! You deserve to die!"

Meng Jianze's face was as dark as blood. He suddenly flew over, his palms grasped, and he pounced on An Zhiming like an out-of-control beast.

For a son of a god, even if he killed a prince of a small country in public, it was definitely not a big deal without room for maneuver.

Yun Che, who was closest to An Zhiming, dodged and blocked An Zhiming's way... But before Meng Jianze's power could reach Yun Che, a sword light appeared in front of him.

"Oooooh!"

Meng Jianze screamed and flew back at a speed dozens of times faster than when he rushed out. He fell heavily to the ground, his whole body shrank, and he could no longer stand up.

No one looked at Meng Jianze's miserable state, but all looked up at the sky with shock.

Because the person who attacked was...

Hua Qingying!

Among the people present, the person who was least likely to attack!

Yun Che immediately turned around and bowed to Hua Qingying: "Thank you, aunt, for helping me."

In an instant, the whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and only Meng Jianze's pitiful screams remained.

What did they hear?

Meng Jianyuan actually called the sword fairy Hua Qingying...

Aunt...Aunt?