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Chapter 635 Clear the clouds!

At the same time, many monks in the Dao Palace noticed the drastic changes here, and rushed from all around. Although they did not get too close, the shock and disbelief in their expressions, and their heavy breathing, still came in

It reached Wang Baole’s ears.

"Baole, you..."

"Wang Baole, what are you doing!!"

In this breath, there were still bursts of exclamations. Wang Baole did not look back, but he heard the voices of Sect Leader Xu, Zhao Yameng and others. In the silence at this moment, he looked at the weak Feng Qiuran, slowly narrowed his eyes, and raised his right hand

With a lightning-like finger, a finger of wind suddenly erupted, like a sharp sword, instantly piercing Feng Qiuran's eyebrows.

Feng Qiuran's body trembled, his eyes widened with bitterness and complexity. He took a deep look at Wang Baole and died!

"Has it been broken..." Looking at Feng Qiuran's body, Wang Baole murmured and turned his head. What he could see were the monks from the surrounding Taoist palaces and the federation, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

"Wang Baole, you are crazy!!"

"Baole!!"

"He killed Elder Feng Qiuran!!"

The uproar broke out in an instant. Some people in the crowd were confused, some were trembling, and some were crazy. Seeing that all this could not be suppressed, Sect Leader Xu suddenly burst out with his cultivation and roared violently.

"Federation monks obey the order, guard Elder Wang Baole, let's get out of here!"

As Sect Master Xu's words echoed, the panicked Federation monks were all shaken. Although their faces were complicated, they quickly followed Sect Master Xu straight to Wang Baole to protect him.

But the monks in the Dao Palace were also crazy. How could they agree and immediately stopped them? Suddenly, under the friction, the two sides inevitably started fighting. Soon, the fighting spread. The sound was shocking, and a Dao Palace appeared in the distance.

The figures of the Nascent Soul cultivators also came quickly with fright and anger.

"Baole, no matter what happened, I believe you have a reason to do this. Now is not the time to think about this. Go to the teleportation array quickly. We have to leave here and return to the Federation!" Sect Master Xu anxiously shouted at Wang Baole,

Zhao Yameng and Kong Dao looked even pale, but they quickly approached Wang Baole.

After arriving at Wang Baole's side, he held him, who was staring blankly at Feng Qiuran's body, and flew quickly towards the teleportation array.

The sound of fighting, roars, light of spells and loud roars suddenly erupted in the palace and spread around. Wang Baole was guarded by Zhao Yameng and others in silence. He was about to approach the teleportation array, but at this moment, Wang Baole

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and he murmured something

"I believe..."

"What did you say? Baole, hurry up and enter the teleportation array!!" Zhao Yameng was anxious. She pulled Wang Baole and was about to enter the teleportation array, but she didn't pull him. When she turned around in a daze, she saw the originally confused figure.

Wang Baole's confusion disappeared at this moment, revealing a strong determination!

"I said, I trust you, little sister, my own judgment, and my own intuition!" Wang Baole said softly. Because he had the experience of underworld dreams and had studied it before, he knew very well that if this place really was

If you want to decipher a dream or illusion, you need to find the source of the dream or the source of the illusion.

Only by finding the source and destroying it can everything be solved. And his research in Ming Meng made him know that this type of source is often found in living objects.

So the first thing he thought of was Feng Qiuran. As the person he was familiar with and the person with the highest cultivation level, there was a high possibility that she had the source. However, with her death, everything here remained unchanged.

"I'm right... I just didn't find the right source! Because everything here is really terrible, and to do this, what is needed is... to gather everyone's memories. Only in this way can I and

The people here are seamless when talking to each other!”

"Then, everyone's memories, including me and others, are the basis of this dream, but after all... they are just memories. Because they are not real people, even if they have the memory of the original body, they will not have the logic and logic of the original body.

Instinct." Wang Baole suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Yameng, who was looking at him anxiously.

"Yameng, based on your understanding of the teleportation array, help me calculate. If the number of federal monks teleported back is assumed to be a prime number, then plus the individual and overall strength of the federal monks, as well as the obstruction of the Taoist monks

Determined, how many times do we need to teleport and how many distributions do we need to achieve to the greatest extent? Is there any way to let more federal monks teleport back? At the same time, tell me, what is this prime number you imagined? "

Wang Baole suddenly spoke, and as the words came out, Zhao Yameng was stunned for a moment, panic flashed deep in his eyes, and he spoke quickly.

"What time is this? Baole, what are you doing? Go forward to the teleportation array!!"

"Yameng, can you do the math?" Wang Baole looked at Zhao Yameng and said softly.

"Baole, the most important thing for us now is to leave..." Kong Dao on the side also spoke anxiously, but before he could finish his words, Wang Baole sighed softly. He saw the panic flashing in Zhao Yameng's eyes.

She already had the answer in her heart. She raised her right hand and flashed it. In that instant, Zhao Yameng's body shook violently, and a blood mark appeared on her neck. The blood spurted out. She looked at Wang Baole blankly and fell down.

This scene immediately shocked Kong Dao. He took a few steps back with rapid breathing, and looked at Wang Baole blankly with disbelief in his expression. It seemed that Wang Baole at this moment made him feel extremely strange.

"Kong Dao, let's call you Kong Dao. Can you do me a favor? Go and sneak attack that person." Wang Baole said, casually pointing at a Taoist palace alchemy monk who was fighting with someone in the distance.

"I..." Kong Dao took a few steps back, his breath unsteady, and even he himself didn't notice it. The panic in his expression was extremely obvious at this moment. All of this made Wang Baole suddenly feel relieved in his heart.

"Fortunately, they are all fake." While taking a long breath, Wang Baole waved his right hand. Suddenly the sword light flashed, and a penetrating wound appeared on Kong Dao's chest. As the body fell, Wang Baole murmured

Whisper.

"Hasn't it been broken yet? The source...is neither in Feng Qiuran nor in the body of someone close to me, so...where will it be?" Wang Baole stood beside the teleportation formation, feeling an indescribable irritation and crisis that made him

Realize that if you don't break everything as soon as possible, maybe... there will be no chance.

So he glanced at the fighting crowd and saw Zhuo Yifan, Li Yi, Jin Duoming, until finally, Wang Baole's eyes fell on the top of the mountain... the ancient Fengxin tree!

The moment he saw the tree, Wang Baole's body trembled. He smelled the strange fragrance of flowers again. He had a strong feeling in the dark, as if there was a voice in his heart trying to tell him the source...

This is the tree!

Without any hesitation, Wang Baole suddenly swayed and rushed straight towards the Fengxin Ancient Tree. But at the moment he rushed towards it, everyone around him, whether it was Sect Master Xu or Zhuo Yifan, whether they were federal monks or Taoist palace disciples.

, they all turned their heads instantly, looked straight at Wang Baole, and rushed out at the same time to stop him!

But it's too late!

Wang Baole's Zhudu Emperor Armor suddenly exploded, and his body's cultivation level fully rose. Daozi's arm exuded an unprecedented aura of a divine weapon. The fluctuations were sky-high, making Wang Baole in mid-air seem to be perfectly integrated with the divine weapon, like a meteor, and he was killed directly.

On the ancient Fengxin tree.

With a slash, a shrill roar echoed, and as the Fengxin ancient tree trembled and collapsed, the world roared, and the world changed drastically. All the Taoist palaces and federal monks became phantoms one after another, as if they were wiped out.

It dissipated as if it were gone, and the sea of ​​fire around the Dao Palace also collapsed at this moment, as if a layer of veil was lifted by the storm in the collapse, revealing the earth composed of countless corpses from all directions!

In the distance, the blood gathered into a river, rolling and flowing to an invisible end, and the islands that originally existed were revealed after the veil was lifted!

It was a mountain peak piled up with countless corpses everywhere!!

On this earth, on this mountain of corpses, as far as you can see, there are countless huge red flowers. Some are in full bloom on these corpses, some are not in full bloom, but the familiar strange fragrance permeates the entire place.

world

At this moment, the sky also changed drastically. It was no longer the sky of the Taoist Palace, but a huge sun. But if you look closely, you can see that this so-called sun is actually the corpse of a huge ferocious beast.

It looks bright when it comes out, but when it falls on the body, it makes people feel a dim light that means death.

This is not the Cangwu Dao Palace!!

Here is the Weiyang clan battleship!!


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