Great Dao Ji

Whoops!

The sea is rough, the waves are uncertain, and the waves are constantly rolling.

The experts from the Special Affairs Bureau who were swept everywhere were all in a daze. Even experts like Bai Hu and Su Jie couldn't calm down.

Compared with this shocking sword, they were more shocked by the identity of this purple-robed young man.

Royal Sword? !

No one would think that he was lying. Not to mention his appearance that was very similar to Mr. An. Just this extremely familiar sword light, Xuan Xing had no other family.

But, how is this possible?

A sword that not only has a human shape, but can also speak human words?

Have you become a sperm?

Even though they had experienced many incredible things during this period, everyone was still a little confused.

"Roar~"

A dull roar came from under the sea, painful and unwilling.

"Aren't you going to die?"

Wang Quanjian glared.

Although I couldn't exert much power due to the limitations of the material, the demigod was almost dead, how could he still block his sword energy?

He wanted to strike again, but suddenly his body shook, as if he felt something, and he lowered his hand:

"It's useless if you don't die."

After that, he fell from the sky, and the purple light broke through the wind and waves in a flash and landed on the deck of a cruise ship.

"You, you"

Several experts from the Special Affairs Bureau took a step back with a look of fear on their faces.

Wang Quanjian glanced at everyone on the boat and raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a little envious: "They are all human beings."

"King Quan Sword?"

Xu Hongyun climbed up from the deck and stared at the King Quan Sword with very hot eyes: "Are you the King Quan Sword owned by Mr. An?"

The other masters of the Special Affairs Bureau were very fearful, and could even be said to be frightened, but Xu Hongyun was different. He stared at the King Quan Sword, and the heat in his eyes almost leaked out.

A sword that turns into a human form is even more bizarre than the illusory flying sword in the legend.

"Um."

Wang Quanjian snorted and agreed.

After returning from the dream, An Qisheng naturally began to try the newly obtained Tao Yi magical power, "creation", but the Tao Yi magical power was extremely complicated.

Even An Qisheng was unable to get in for a short period of time, and the only thing he could enlighten was the King Quan Sword, which had already been born with strong spirituality and would not show any resistance.

Phew~

Taoist Juechen jumped onto the deck, his tall body trembling a little, although the mysterious man seemed to have no skills in hand-to-hand combat.

But the absolute power gap still caused him a lot of damage.

"Old Xue!"

Xu Hongyun exclaimed, and the person Taoist Juechen was holding was none other than Xue Zheng.

"He was not injured, but he couldn't be woken up."

Taoist Juechen glanced at Wang Quanjian with a complicated expression, and was shocked in his heart.

The sword fell from the sky with great force. It could cut the island and sea with one sword, but Xue Zheng, who was under the edge of the sword, was not harmed at all.

This kind of control is more than incredible?

"The old man will be fine."

Wang Quanjian's brows moved, but his attitude towards Xue Zheng was completely different. Without any movement, he was already in front of Taoist Juechen.

A slender finger came down and touched Xue Zheng's eyebrows:

"The old man is alert and has entered the dreamland. When I kill the traces of the monster, the old man will naturally return."

Taoist Juechen frowned.

The royal sword took a careless step and dropped its fingers calmly. Its posture and aura were very similar to An Qisheng's, and this was not a deliberate imitation.

This is truly the same root.

Phew~

Not long after the finger fell, Wang Quanjian retracted his palm, felt it slightly, and said: "The old man's body has been damaged, that monster really deserves to die!"

He was suddenly angry, and a sharp and cold air seemed to blow across the sea like a cold current. Everyone on the deck froze.

Fortunately, he stopped his anger as soon as he got angry, otherwise, everyone present would have suspected that he would collapse to the ground.

"Thank you."

Taoist Juechen nodded and handed Xue Zheng to a few experts from the Special Affairs Bureau who came over to take him to the cabin to rest.

Then he looked at Wang Quanjian again and sighed slightly:

"Little friend An still has a heart."

At this time, Taoist Juechen suddenly felt a deep secret in his heart, and he truly felt the change.

The once ignorant young boy has reached a state that is beyond his reach.

Thousands of miles away, have you anticipated what will happen?

He had rarely experienced frustration in his life, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat, and then he became aware that his mood had been shaken.

"This monster isn't dead yet."

Xu Hongyun checked Xue Zheng's pulse, and walked out of the cabin with a sigh of relief. He looked at the island that could be seen among the rolling waves, and gritted his teeth:

"You have to destroy this island to kill him!"

Taoist Juechen did not reply. He glanced at Wang Quanjian, but the latter shook his head: "If you let him live, let him live."

"this"

At this time, Mr. Di also got on the boat and stepped forward with a smile, wanting to say something.

Wang Quanjian ignored him, only nodded to Taoist Juechen, and once again turned into a ray of light and disappeared over the sea.

He has not yet been able to bear his own carrier and cannot exist in heaven and earth forever.

The reason for staying a little longer was for Xue Zheng. After the matter was over, he was naturally too lazy to stay.

Mr. Di's hand froze in mid-air, but he was not embarrassed. He coughed lightly and took the hand of Taoist Juechen: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for the rescue, otherwise we would have suffered heavy losses again this time."

"Captain Di, you're welcome."

The Taoist Juechen was embarrassed to slap his palm away, and his attitude was not very good: "It's just that this time when you go back, I suggest you think about it carefully, and talk about the reason why you almost wiped out this time!"

After that, the Taoist Juechen ignored him, shook his sleeves, and walked towards the cabin.

He was seriously injured in this battle. Although the body of the God was strong, he was a little bit overwhelmed. How could he have time to argue with these politicians.

"Ahem~"

Mr. Di's old face was a little embarrassed, and he coughed several times before looking at Baihu: "Captain Baihu, this matter"

"Mr. Di, take care of it yourself."

Baihu looked indifferent, took a step and turned over to the sea, and met several special forces who supported Chu Fan.

""

Now, Mr. Di's face was really a little embarrassed, his chest rose and fell several times, he hesitated for a moment and did not call Su Jie who had just climbed onto the boat, but called Yinglong: "Yinglong, withdraw other actions"

"Yes."

With the authority, Yinglong naturally would not refuse his request, and silently let him down as a step.

"Royal Sword"

Su Jie glanced at Mr. Di, who looked strange, and holding the crystal ball he had found, he kept thinking about the purple-robed youth who called himself "Royal Sword".

Is this a demon?

Crack~

Thunder exploded.

Thunder rarely occurs in winter, but since the war three years ago, all kinds of abnormal weather have come one after another.

Thunder in winter and snow in June have appeared in various cities more than once, and many people have long been accustomed to it.

"Ah~"

Lin Peng slapped the keyboard irritably, threw away the mouse, and lost again.

"It's getting harder and harder to get people together. Haozi, the bastard, is now nowhere to be seen."

Lin Peng was a little irritated. He used to have a group of regular friends to play with, but as one of them became a "dreamer", things changed.

The dream game that suddenly appeared became the most popular game in the world, without a doubt.

Even though the number of dreamers is insignificant compared to the number of game players, it does not affect the gamers' praise and pursuit of this game.

A 100% real game that does not take up work time and can even bring back supernatural powers is a great temptation for the group of players who have been playing the game for a long time. It is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This can be seen from the "dreamer training classes" that have sprung up all over the country.

"Fuck! I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore!"

The few people who played together were very disappointed. They were not familiar with each other, so cooperation was a problem. For a while, they lost interest in playing.

"Pengzi, are you still playing?"

A friend asked in the game.

"Forget it, it's boring, I don't want to play anymore. Let's just leave it at that today."

Lin Peng closed the game and wandered around the Internet aimlessly.

[Guess! Another identity of the God of the Human World, he is actually】

[I didn't expect that the God of the Human World actually hid it so deeply]

[Pray to the God of the Human World, and you won't fail the exam]

[Confession post! No more words, monkey, you know what you know! ]

[Data analysis of Truman, the first on the Earth List]

Open various forums, you can see posts like this, open them casually, they are all clickbait, randomly pieced together, without any basis.

"Is he deified now?"

Lin Peng shook his head.

Mr. An, who killed the giant snake of destruction three years ago, is now undoubtedly the world's number one "Internet celebrity", and his popularity has remained high for three years.

Not only Daxuan, but also on a global scale.

This is normal. These days, masters who only rely on deception have a lot of believers, not to mention such an existence that has really appeared in the world.

Only this person is still alive, otherwise, he would have been pulled into the "deification" by various sects.

In fact, now this person also works part-time on the Internet, including but not limited to "God of Wealth", "Matchmaker", "Child Delivery" and other gods.

This is a 'Dreamer Forum', where many dreamers share various things.

Or record their own dream journey, or share interesting local customs and practices, or even some snack recipes that are not available in the real world.

More are the interpretations of dreams, how to join the King's Way at the beginning, how to practice advanced martial arts at the beginning, etc.

Of course, there are also various organizations of varying sizes recruiting people, and the conditions offered make Lin Peng jealous.

Unfortunately, he is not a dreamer.

"You share so much, but tell me how to play this game?"

Looking at the pop-up ads, Lin Peng was speechless: "This forum is too bad, why are there ads popping up?

Damn, is it infected? Why can't I get rid of it?!"

Wait

Looking at the plug in his hand, and then at the still lit screen, Lin Peng's scalp was a little numb.

This is also possible? !

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