"The meeting between enemies and hatreds, separation is painful, and the pursuit cannot be obtained..."

Lan Lingtong rolled in the clouds and mist, lay down lazily, looking up at Gao Tian: "I hope it will be useful..."

It was pessimistic and did not think that An Qisheng, or that this lower civilization could withstand Russell.

It knows too much about the horror of the Nightmare Hydra clan.

The horror of nightmare is that it is not just a dream, but a reality!

"well......"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong sighed and slowly closed her eyes.

It had no choice. The seemingly peaceful Monster, whose will was too tenacious, was that no one could persuade him to decide what he decided.

I just hope that even if this low-level civilization is destroyed, he will be able to escape, otherwise he will be doomed...

Huh ~

As he closed his eyes, a stream of light that was invisible to the naked eye and even the mind could not perceived by the spirit disappeared into nothingness in a flash.

Some say that dreams are the release of the subconscious mind, some say that dreams are the illusion in sleep, some say that dreams are a window of conscious viewing of the unconscious, and some say that dreams are the preview of the human mind's crisis.

But no matter what the saying goes, dreams are not a real world.

It’s just that An Qisheng, who outlined this dream, had too high spiritual intentions and had too deep cognition, far surpassing all those who were pulled into the dream by him.

The result of the comprehensive cognitive crushing is that An Qisheng clearly told everyone that this was just a dream, but everyone who was pulled into it could not find any flaws.

From this perspective, it is no different from the real world, because in reality, few people can see the reality of the world through appearance.

What are the real and illusion?

The only exception is that An Qisheng gave the three-hearted blue spirit boy who had sufficiently high authority.

It is not trapped by dreams, holds high authority, and can even change some information in the dream. In other words, it is to manipulate the dream.

This is very simple for it.

Because no matter how logical a dream exists, it can ignore logic for those who control it.

Just like dreaming, even if you can't even see a woman's face, you subconsciously think that she is your favorite, and you will not have any doubts.

Bizarre and originally refers to dreams.

"Ah snee~"

Chu Fan sneezes.

Jiang Shili reacted quickly, dodged and covered her nose and frowned: "You should know the purpose of my visit, right?"

"cooperate."

Chu Fan shivered and felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Jiang Shili reacted very much, he didn't care and asked, "I have no objection at all, but how can I cooperate?"

“Just help each other.”

Jiang Shili put down his hand and his expression returned to normal: "Since your purpose is to change blood, I can help you with the relationship I can contact. Similarly, you must help us complete the task."

Chu Fan's eyes flashed: "We?"

"You are naturally not the only one I contacted."

Jiang Shili swung casually, and three different colors of medicine bottles had already fallen on the table: "I came here in a hurry and didn't bring any elixirs. The quality of these three elixirs is not good, but it can also increase your internal strength for several months..."

As she said that, she seemed to have received some reminder, and then turned her ears slightly, then she flipped through the window, and disappeared without seeing any movement.

"This woman has completed her blood exchange..."

Chu Fan was a little envious, but he was just a little bit.

Everyone's tasks are different. Jiang Shili's difficulty is no less than him, and it is even much more difficult.

Xilulu~

At this moment, a loud neighing sound suddenly sounded on the long street.

"not good!"

Chu Fan was shocked.

He was so familiar with the horse's neigh. This was him, not right, it was his master Fan Zimin's horse.

Stealing a horse?

Chu Fan suddenly stood up, jumped out of the window, and was in mid-air. He stretched his palm forward, put his house on the eaves, and looked at the sound, and saw a masked female thief galloping on the long street.

"Dog thief!"

Chu Fan gritted his teeth, jumped off the fourth floor, blew out a loud trumpet, and called another dragon horse.

He turned over and chased after him.

At this time, Chu Fan certainly didn't know what a "singing" abusive love that would happen if he pursued him.

Jiang Shili, who was frowning after watching this scene, frowning, didn't know what was waiting for him.

And, not only Jiang Shili and Chu Fan, but all the dreamers will usher in a "painful memory" that has made them grit their teeth for countless years.

This year was called the "Year of Nightmare" by many dreamers who have experienced it.

.........

Huh ~

Yan Changsha stood on the top of the mountain, facing the strong wind, and was moving in his clothes.

He looked out at him and seemed to see the Mount Wang Quan, which was more than two thousand feet tall and stood in the cold wind.

There was a sensation that made people shocked.

He knew who that was.

That is the most amazing and stunning person among the kings and Taoists of the kings and Taoists of all dynasties, and in this era, he was like a golden sun.

It is known as poetry, painting, color, sword, wine, and only two of Li Taibai in the ages.

It is also the strongest person in this world at this time.

He also has a task, but it is not a challenge to Li Taibai. But since he came to this world, everything he heard and heard was Li Taibai. Everyone was talking about Taibai and everyone was imitating Taibai.

Before leaving, wouldn’t it be a pity if I didn’t see this Li Taibai?

The sun and the moon flow on the top of the mountain, the clouds rolled and the clouds were unfolding. Yan Changsha stopped for nine days, and his breath rose and fell nine times. Finally, on the tenth day, it burst out like a burst of stars:

"Li Taibai..."

Rumble!

The mountains swayed and the earth moved, the smoke and dust rolled over the yellow sand, and the mud dragons rose from the ground. The huge barren mountain collapsed and collapsed at the moment when the sound waves exploded.

The vast sound drifted for ten miles in an instant, like a long rainbow running through the sun and a meteor falling to the ground, hitting the Mount Wangquan, which stood two thousand and one hundred feet high in the cold wind.

Buzz ~

The clouds and mist on the top of Wang Quan Mountain are broken, the cold wind is howling, like crying and weeping.

Yan Changsha felt a series of surprises, coldness, or unexpected gazes, but he seemed to be unaware of it, his true energy rolled around his body, and his eyes were frozen behind Wang Quan Mountain.

It was a vegetable garden with all kinds of flowers, fruits and vegetables planted. As his eyes fell, a young man in white clothes and mud and covered in dust came out.

The whistling wind and thunder shocked Wang Quanshan, but he seemed to have not realized it, and his movements were neither slow nor slow.

First, he fed the carrots he had just pulled out of his hand to a yelling donkey, and then rubbed the palms of his hand that were a little dirt.

It was not until the top of Wang Quan Mountain that he shook slightly under the surging momentum that he slowly raised his eyebrows.

With this eyebrow raising, the lazy aura that had been slackened off.

Instead, there is a sharp sword intent that would pierce a hole in the sky and cut the earth into understanding.

At this moment, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped flowing.

Just as the world is holding its breath at this moment, fearing that it will be shocked by the sword of this heavenly being.

.........

Qi Kong, a genius from Chiyun Kingdom, was defeated and defeated on the top of the Mount of King Quan!

A piece of news spread throughout the world and returned to Chiyun Kingdom.

Some people sighed, some sneered and mocked, some were sad, and naturally some felt noisy, but for more people, there was only one more topic of conversation after dinner.

Most of the people’s joys and sorrows are really concerned about.

Even the news itself was covered up by a more amazing news.

That is the founder of the sect, Wang Quandao, who has been the best in his sect for thousands of years and has become the best master of the unparalleled and unparalleled master. On that day, it seems that he had passed on the decree!

No one knows what kind of orders the founder of the royal family, who has been famous for three thousand and three hundred years and has been respected and worshipped by countless people.

I only know that since that day, Wang Quandao has recovered like a divine dragon that has been sleeping for thousands of years, showing the terrifying operational power that makes people all over the world terrify.

The royal power and Taoism are in the seven kingdoms of the world, from the royal capital to the villages and towns, all the temples have been moved.

No one knows what they did, but no one thinks they did nothing.

The 3231st year of the royal calendar.

The sunny top of Mount Wangquan is still the biting cold wind, and the high places are extremely cold, which is a true portrayal of Mount Wangquan.

Wang Quanshan itself is a huge secret to the people of the world.

Because since 3300 years ago, Wang Quanshan has been constantly absorbing mountains, rivers and earth veins, growing only one zhang a year, which seems to be very small, but 3300 years have passed, and the Wang Quanshan is now as high as 3400 feet!

The cold wind is on it. Not to mention ordinary people, even warriors with internal strength must activate their internal strength at all times. Otherwise, even those who have completed blood exchange and condensed true qi are likely to be frostbite!

At this time, in the towering hall of Wang Quanshan.

A group of Taoist people, either gray-haired, old-fashioned, ragged-haired or fur-haired, surrounded in a large circle, and looked at the sleeping boys on the floor with great curiosity:

"Is this the ancestor who came from heaven? It seems nothing special..."

An old man muttered.

He was a 26-generation royal Taoist, and now he has lived for nearly nine hundred years. His true energy is as powerful as the sea. He said he was muttering, but it was like thunder exploded.

"Not necessarily, you forgot the young man who had been using the cottage for more than ten years? We stared at him for decades, but we didn't see how that boy disappeared. The ancestor came here 3,300 years in advance!"

Some young man shook his head slightly: "How dare you talk about the ancestors by yourself?"

"When it comes to this, I miss the little guy named Tong Zhengyang. As for diligence, these little things are now unparalleled."

Someone sighed again.

"Huh? He's about to wake up?"

An old Taoist had quick eyes and quick hands, and a random qi force popped out. The young man's trembling eyelids stopped moving immediately.

But he fainted again.

"We thank our ancestors for their kindness and leave behind the secret realm of wheel rotation. We have forgotten both things in them and prolonged our life several times. Now, it is time for us to serve our ancestors..."

The old guys were talking nonsense, and the contemporary kingly Taoist Yuan Tingguang spoke slowly.

He was the youngest and had the lowest qualifications, but as a contemporary king and Taoist Taoist, he had the highest status. Without disobeying the will of his ancestors, his former king and Taoist Taoist would be restricted by him.

The secret realm of the wheel turning is a rare treasure. Anyone who lives in it will pass very slowly and can prolong his life.

As a price, divine will have to travel in the specious dreams left by the ancestors.

When the crowd heard Yuan Tingguang's words, they couldn't help but nod.

"What do you think Zhang Dao should do?" someone asked.

Huh ~

The Taoist Yuan Tingguang of the King Quan robe swayed his sleeves, and an invisible energy rolled over, wrapping the sleeping boy in it.

In a flash, the palace gate had already opened and broke through the air. It broke through the cold wind and disappeared on the top of Wang Quan Mountain.

"Do whatever you should do."

Yuan Tingguang said this.

“Great kindness!”

The old men also nodded and agreed.

At this moment, the old Taoist who had previously shot the boy and knocked him out suddenly remembered something: 'I seem to have forgotten to untie him...'

He looked at everyone and felt that he was better not to say it, so he saved the group of people from saying that he was old and confused.

It only takes one or two days to go, so the problem shouldn't be big.

......

Ga~

Ga~

Ga~

Crows circling in the sky, and in the deep rift, the sound of gurgling water coincides with it.

"Well......"

Two tears flowed down from the corners of Chu Fan's eyes, and great sorrow filled his heart, causing him to suffer and make him want to speak loudly.

This feeling lasted until he opened his eyes.

Old trees, withered vines, crows circling, deep streams, flowing water, empty valleys...

His mind gradually returned to his body, Chu Fan murmured to himself, suddenly remembering what had happened before, and his heart twitched sorely:
Chapter completed!