Fengxi Sect.

The master of Honghuo Peak cultivates the cave.

Hong Yuan, who was wearing a black Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on the Taoist mat, suddenly moved his fingers.

A blood-red sword light with a dreamy color slowly rose and floated in front of him, making a faint roaring sound.

On this dreamy blood-red sword light, there are traces of many schools.

The path of blood, the path of sword, and the path of dreams!

"Huh~"

Hong Yuan slowly exhaled a breath, opened his eyes, and a hint of joy flashed through his eyes.

He looked at the strange sword light in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up, feeling quite happy.

"This time, I finally have a regular dream attack magical power."

This strange sword light was created by Hong Yuan by absorbing all his experiences as "Ye Gufan" and combining it with his own emperor-level qualifications and talents.

Its name is - Dream Sword!

Its function is to attack, to attack fiercely.

It may not be as powerful as the trump card "Dreams Come True", but it is extremely suitable to use it as a regular means of attacking the dream path.

"It's time to test your current strength in Meng Dao."

"Dream Dao Magical Power - Dream Meditation War!"

The next moment, this strange sword light dissipated in Hong Yuan's hand.

Hong Yuan also closed his eyes and poured his mind and essence into a dream-like mysterious talisman in the void in his body.

After a while.

Hong Yuan's consciousness began to break away and entered a mysterious dream space.

This dream space is a huge pentagonal duel field.

Boom! Boom!

A loud noise shook the sky, and an Ant Emperor wearing golden armor slowly appeared following Hong Yuan's thoughts.

This Sky Horned Ant Emperor was transformed from Hong Yuan's strength attainments when he was the incarnation of strength to overcome the tribulation.

If Hong Yuan can defeat the incarnation of strength by relying only on the dream method, then it will prove that he is one step closer to becoming a saint in the dream method!

"loading…"

"The Mengdao template is loaded."

"The force template is loaded."

Waves of old-fashioned mechanical sounds sounded in this mysterious space.

This mechanical sound was added by Hong Yuan for the purpose of data visualization.

Hong Yuan's attitude towards the dream path of the body to transcend tribulations and become a saint can be described as cautious and extremely strict.

When the notification sound that the strength template was loaded was completed, the Skyhorned Ant Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, revealing his thunder-like eyes.

"Let's try 10% of our strength first." Hong Yuan's face was calm.

The next moment, the Skyhorned Ant Emperor stepped forward, and all the bones in his body roared at the same time, like an overwhelming sound.

Its body shape is like an open giant bow. As the energy and blood all over its body are activated, a huge stream of blood energy and smoke condenses on its back, transforming into a ferocious real dragon, wrapping around it.

This is a true dragon of blood and vitality, a major means in the flow of human power!

The Sky Horned Ant Emperor walked like a dragon and a tiger, with the soles of his feet touching the ground, he exerted great force and punched out, causing the real dragon of blood to roar.

The void pathway was immediately blasted out into a dark void passage.

Only in the warrior realm, he can exert the power of the martial saint, which is extremely terrifying!

This golden fist force was as powerful as a strong wind, which directly caused Hong Yuan to dance wildly and increase the pressure.

"Hahaha, good time." Hong Yuan laughed loudly.

Before, facing such a powerful offensive, he could only use the killer dream-come-true magical power to fight to pieces.

But now, thanks to the exploration of the dream path in the sword incarnation, he has made great progress in the dream path, and his strength has also increased a lot.

"The magical power of Dream Dao - Dream Sword!"

Hong Yuan shouted loudly, with his black hair and green hair standing straight up, his eyes as sharp as lightning, and his whole body full of fighting spirit, which shocked the world.

He was not afraid in the face of danger, and the dreamy blood-red sword light in front of him shot through the air towards the golden fist.

Rumble!

The strange sword light actually cut through this golden fist force like a real dragon coming out of the sea in one fell swoop, breaking the move of the Sky Horned Ant Emperor, and even counterattacked back!

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of fighting was trembling.

In the end, Hong Yuan was defeated and died after the Sky Horned Ant Emperor used the Taiyin True Dragon's Shadow.

The flow of human power, pass!

After a battle, Hong Yuan finally figured out how far his current body could reach based solely on his Dream Dao attainments.

Equivalent to two-fifths of the incarnation of strength at that time!

"Hahaha, you've made great progress."

"Not only that, my dream Dao mark has also reached the size of 60,000."

"The dream of becoming a saint is not far away!"

After detecting the increase in his own strength, Hong Yuan closed his eyes happily, looking forward to the moment when the catastrophe of Mengdao becoming a saint and becoming an immortal would begin.

By then, no matter how many Emperor Brands will be revived, Hong Yuan will be confident enough to overturn everything.

Because the various magical powers of Meng Dao are so powerful, it is worthy of being the school that can cultivate the most powerful emperor, the Great Dream Emperor!

…

…

The cold wind is blowing, snowflakes are falling, and the world is white.

On Fengyu Peak of Fengxi Sect, in a large courtyard, Hong Yuan's senior brother Zhu Wushang walked out slowly.

Zhu Wushang raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and then looked down at his decayed and thin arms. A feeling of sadness that time was not forgiving suddenly arose in his heart.

"Have I entered the twilight years of my life..."

"Time flies by so fast."

Zhu Wu felt sad and his eyes were filled with sadness.

Perhaps because he is usually surrounded by a group of people, he does not feel that he has aged, and still thinks that he is still in his prime like Hong Yuan.

But when he was alone, he felt very clearly that he might not live much longer now.

"Father."

A rapid shout sounded from behind Zhu Wushang.

A man who was almost identical to Zhu Wushang, but was younger and more energetic walked past.

This is Zhu Wushang’s fifth son, Zhu Xuanwu!

When Zhu Wushang heard this, he turned around and watched.

Looking at the face of the fifth son Zhu Xuanwu, he felt a little sad for a moment.

"Father, what's wrong?" Zhu Xuanwu put a cotton robe and coat on Zhu Wushang and asked gently.

Zhu Wushang's old face tugged slightly and he smiled: "It's nothing. Fifth, I kept you by my side, unlike Big Brother and Second Brother who let me go. Have you ever resented me?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No, no. The child knows his own abilities. The child is dull and not as good as the elder brother and the others." Zhu Xuanwu said in a sincere tone.

Zhu Wushang smiled, turned around and returned to the courtyard without saying anything else.

With the support of Hong Yuan as his backer, his Zhu Wushang family expanded rapidly within the Fengxi Sect.

Among them, his nine sons each showed their power and were vaguely called the Zhu family Jiulong by those who do evil things.

Zhu Xuanwu was the child that Zhu Wushang could not worry about the most.

Because Zhu Xuanwu looks so much like him, Zhu Wushang.

Whether it's qualifications, temperament, or even the path of a weapon refiner, it's almost replicated!

"Squeak."

Zhu Wushang closed the door, took off his robe, lay quietly on the bed, and began to think.
To be continued...