Great Dao Ji

The sound shocked the world!

Countless people felt chills in their hearts. Regardless of whether they were martial arts masters or not, they could feel the malice in that voice that could not be washed away by all the water from all over the world.

Separated by an unknown distance, Chu Fan and Feng Mingtao both felt their hearts being pulled desperately by a big hand, almost suffocating.

Feng Mingtao glanced at Chu Fan with a stiff expression, unable to describe his mood at this time.

From Xuan Xing to King Quan's dream, it seemed that he was always with this kid when he encountered danger several times.

How many times has he done this?

The two looked at each other and ran towards King Quan Mountain in unison.

A collision caused the earth to shake, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. Although Wangquan Mountain was also shaking, there was no damage. Even a person knew where to run.

boom!

boom!

The air waves were emptied, and the void was like a rolling sea for a moment.

A few moments after the collision, the sword dragon shattered and turned into thousands of sword lights scattered in all directions, falling like a meteor shower to the top of Wangquan Mountain, spinning around Yuan Tingguang and others.

Using multiple dreams to suppress part of the giant snake, they blocked here to prevent the snake's dreams from being unified.

This is An Qisheng's plan.

Because of this, they will take action at the right time.

The group of people looked into the void with heavy expressions. The rolling air waves naturally could not block their sight, and they could see clearly.

In the shattered void, there were faces smashed by the sword light, and the countless faces were faintly formed into the face of a ferocious and terrifying giant snake:

"Illusion will never threaten reality."

Its sound is long, like chanting.

The moment he opened his mouth, the scars on the faces had disappeared without a trace.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

On the top of King Quan Mountain, Yuan Tingguang was shocked. This dreamland was no different from the Jiufu Realm, and there was no limit to their power.

With a combined attack, mountains, rivers and the earth can be shattered, and stars can be chopped into powder.

This giant snake was unharmed.

Kakakka~

The void groaned, and a large area began to shatter, like thousands of ferocious beasts trying to escape.

"It's useless. All the power in the dream cannot harm the Nightmare Hydra clan. The only thing that can hurt him is his emotions."

Yuan Tingguang and others were about to take action again when Lan Lingtong's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Um?!"

Yuan Tingguang and others were all shocked, but they were all veterans. They were shocked in their hearts but remained calm on their faces.

"Let him be one, and then the pain that affects every part of him will break out, and he will fall into confusion and despair."

The blue spirit boy hid in the void and continued: "When the time comes, you take action, break him into pieces, and seal him again."

Yuan Tingguang's eyes flashed, but he had no time to think too much.

Because in the next moment, the thousands of distorted faces in the broken void were roaring with endless pain,

Become one!

"ah!!!"

An indescribable scream echoed throughout the world.

In an instant, Chu Fan and Feng Mingtao, who had just run to the end of the mountain road and were about to step into the mountain gate, felt their eyes go dark and their hearts hurt.

There was no reaction, he was shocked to death on the spot!

Magic City, Astronomical Observatory.

"The sandstorms on Mars have subsided. If there is any abnormality, we will discover it as soon as possible."

Qinglong listened to the report expressionlessly, feeling a little uneasy.

As early as ten years ago, he was already the number one master of seeing the gods. Ten years later, although he has not broken through that step, his mind has gained a very deep understanding of certain things.

Of course he also felt the fluctuations caused by the spreading dark clouds. Not only did he feel that many precision instruments had lost their function in the short period of time when the dark clouds spread.

Under the chaotic magnetic field, Yinglong fell into a 'crash' state for the first time since its development.

"Qinglong, we have sent people to find Baihu and others, but we can't contact them for the moment."

At this time, the tall and capable Qingniao walked into the hall, with a hint of sadness on his face: "What should I do now?"

Chu Fan reported what happened at the foot of Wangquan Mountain immediately, and the Special Affairs Bureau immediately launched an investigation. Unfortunately, the intruding dark cloud paralyzed 'Yinglong' and greatly reduced their efficiency.

You must know that the magnetic field disorder affects not only 'Yinglong'. At this time, where the dark clouds are spreading, the network and mobile phone signals have been greatly interfered with, and sometimes they are not working.

"The potential threat of the King's Sword is too strong and must not fall into the hands of a terrorist organization like Truman."

Qinglong exhaled slowly: "We must find out whether he has obtained the King Quan Sword."

King Quan's dream is too big, and there are seven King Quan swords. The places of birth are far apart. Although there are many dreamers in the Special Affairs Bureau, it is impossible to cover everything.

He expected that Truman would cause trouble, but he did not expect that Truman would be so bold as to dare to take action in front of King Quan Mountain.

He is determined not to care about his own life or death. How dangerous is such a person?

If a superpower like the King Quan Sword that can threaten the world is mastered by such a person, it will not be a good thing for everyone.

"With such weather, no matter whether it is a plane or a ship, normal travel is impossible. Yinglong 'located' Truman in Italy, and it is impossible to get there in a short time."

Qingniao was very familiar with Qinglong, and vaguely guessed his thoughts, and said: "I think there is a high probability that Truman will not be able to get the King's Sword."

"What is the probability? Are you Yinglong or Poseidon? When it comes to the King's Sword, the answer can only be 100%!" Qinglong asked back.

Qingniao was a little speechless, but still spoke: "In short, I think the biggest threat is the monster that appeared in the 'King's Dream'"

"There is no movement on Mars, it is impossible for him to cross 400 million kilometers silently to Xuanxing. Perhaps, the monster was also selected as a dreamer?

But when the dreamer wakes up, he will only wake up in his own body"

Qinglong glanced at the staff who were fiddling with the equipment, and then said: "There are people guarding here 24 hours a day, there will be no mistakes."

"If the captain insists, I will go there. Rome."

Qingniao saluted with a "pa" sound: "Captain Qinglong is responsible for all matters of the Special Affairs Bureau. He cannot act without authorization. Qingniao promises to find out the situation!"

""

Qinglong paused and replied: "Forget it, let's talk about it after tonight. There is no rush."

He turned his back and looked out the window, watching the rolling dark clouds, his eyes dim: "The dark clouds will eventually dissipate."

"Hu~"

In a single-family villa in the suburbs of Rome, Italy, Truman suddenly turned over and sat up, his face pale, as if drowning, gasping for breath.

His body was spasming and twitching. The extreme reality of death made his brain and organs think that he had been brutally cut in the throat.

"So real"

After a long time, Truman regained his composure, and the paleness on his face slowly faded away.

His boxing skills reached a very advanced level, and he could faintly sense the "emotions" of many organs in his body. He could feel that if he was even three minutes late.

His internal organs would declare him "brain dead".

"The stronger you are, the more dangerous it will be after death. If you are stronger, you will die in your dream sooner or later, and you will also die in reality."

Truman opened his notebook and wrote down his findings: "The extreme strength of the body will cause the organs to rebel once they cannot sense the existence of the brain."

The notebook is densely packed with records of many things, from the first time he entered the dream to now, no matter how big or small.

But the reason why Truman recorded this was not because he was afraid of forgetting, but because he wanted to write a "biography".

He was a small sect in the country of Italy, and he needed to spread his glorious deeds. His ultimate goal was to make his "biography" surpass the Bible.

His birthday became the new "Christmas".

"The loss is great, but it is worth it. It doesn't matter if some people lose their dreamer qualifications to get the King's Sword."

Finally, Truman wrote.

Then, his palm fell on the landline beside him. Three seconds later, a call came in. The voice on the other end was slightly trembling: "Respected Pope, we, we are all dead"

Truman interrupted his subordinates: "Where is the thing?"

"The thing"

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated, which immediately made Truman have a bad idea in his heart. When he spoke again, his voice became low:

"Where is the thing?!"

"No, I don't know, but, it may be us"

Truman could no longer hear the words after that, as he had crushed the phone.

Sizzle~

A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, thunder rolled in the distance, and dark clouds spread across the ocean.

"Royal Sword"

Truman stood in front of the window expressionlessly, feeling the oppression from the dark clouds, and seemed to faintly see the Royal Sword hanging in the air.

After a long time, he slowly exhaled, with deep thoughts:

"Why can't I bring it out? Why"

Boom~

Thunder roared on the top of Yangming Mountain, and there were electric snakes cutting through the night.

The sky was so low that it seemed to be touching people's faces, which made everyone feel depressed. Xue Zheng stood by the lake with a solemn expression.

The Wang Quan dream is very different from the real world, and the biggest difference is the "essence of heaven and earth" that permeates the world.

The essence of heaven and earth in Wang Quan's dream is far more concentrated than that of Xuanxing. Living in it, there is the essence of heaven and earth between every grass, tree, mountain and stone.

Being in it, whether it is cultivating internal strength or true qi, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

I don't know when it started on Xuanxing, and it seems that there is also a "essence" that seems to be there, but it is too thin. It is not easy to supply the seeds of true qi. If you want to make progress in Xuanxing, the difficulty can be imagined.

At this moment, he felt that as the wind and clouds gathered, the invisible Feng Shui aura between heaven and earth, or the changes in the magnetic field of the stars, the 'essence' on Yangming Mountain gradually became richer.

No, not just Yangming Mountain, but the entire world!

Although it seems far from being comparable to the 'Dream of King Power' at this time, it is gradually approaching that point!

"Does this essence also come from the Dream of King Power?"

Xue Zheng stretched out his hand, feeling the 'essence of heaven and earth' that was vague in the humid air, and was a little absent-minded.

This kind of gas, originally, should not exist on Xuanxing.

He has achieved the state of seeing gods for decades and has been pursuing the way forward for decades. There are few things on Xuanxing that he is not familiar with, and he is very clear about this 'essence of heaven and earth'.

Originally, there was no such thing!

"Hmm?"

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like an instant later.

Under the thundercloud that had been brewing for a long time, but there was no rain at all, in the pavilion in the center of the lake, An Qisheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes like two swords breaking through the air.

For a moment, the sky and the earth seemed to light up for a moment.

At this moment, everyone on the top of Yangming Mountain changed color.

The 'Gate of the Other Dimension' that had been hanging in the sky for more than half a year and was as familiar as the moon every night had disappeared without a trace!

Also disappeared was the King's Sword!

And the dark clouds that had filled the sky for who knows how long.

"Steal my sword"

With a soft sigh, An Qisheng slowly stood up, and under the gaze of everyone, he climbed up the steps in the air, as if he was going to heaven:

"There is a price to pay!"

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