Carefree Path of Dreams

Rumble!

The earthquake trembled and the sky shivered.

In the center, a mess, but the scene of two monsters constantly fighting.

Fang Yuan and Cang Xuan Sheng are both types of defenses that are strikingly defensive, but they can't help but attack their opponents. At the moment, they only let go of their hands and feet, and they only want to attack the flesh. They look like they only learned three-legged cat martial arts. Coward.

But in fact, it is a big deal. Every trick and every type contains a huge force that is enough to open a mountain. Not to mention the ordinary people, even if the Wu Zong of the seven or eight veins is in the middle, it will be muddy.

boom!

"Tian Ying 13 combo!"

"Sun Baji knife!"

After another burst of crazy injury, the two figures suddenly separated and stood tall.

Cang Xuan Sheng wiped his mouth and bloodshot, and looked at the opposite side of the injured Fang Yuan, but he shook his head: "You are defeated! Although your body is strong, but after all, it is not true, and it is both you and lose, you are still suffering!"

"Not bad!"

On the opposite side, Fang Yuan’s head was scattered, his body was ragged, and even multiple wounds appeared.

He is naturally more aware of the limits of his own body.

At this time, although the injury was quite heavy, there was a mad smile on his face: "But I still want to thank you! Without your pressure, how can I break into the nine veins!"

He looks at the property bar.

I saw that behind the nine-turn Xuan Gong, the fog in the brackets finally disappeared completely, and the clear nine-pulse words appeared!

Behind it, a spiritual pulse is realized by the illusion, and it quickly emerges.

With this kind of spiritual support, there will always be a flood of water, and some kind of change will happen.

"Jiumai Wuzong?"

Cang Xuan Sheng brow wrinkled, for him, Fang Yuan even if there is a breakthrough, there is nothing terrible.

But in the next moment, his eyes were rounded.

I saw that the fuzzy method behind Fang Yuan was concentrated and completely immersed in him.

Immediately, a very wild and full of explosive atmosphere, just appeared on Fang Yuan, not only that, even the original deep visible bone wounds, at this time is also rapidly healing.

Hey!

The outside world, the amazing heaven and earth condensed, turned into a huge whirlpool, showing red, yellow, green, white and black, and funnels, and constantly immersed in the body.

At this time, Fang Yuan’s body is like a bottomless pit, and he is not tempted by these massive forces.

"This is... true holy heaven?"

Cang Xuan Sheng reacted: "There is even two levels of breaking, after condensing the nine veins, it directly impacts the casting bottleneck!"

As a true sanctification of successful promotion, he certainly knows how difficult this bottleneck is and how terrible the money is needed.

But I don't know why, a dangerous feeling in the darkness immediately comes to my heart.

As an intuition of the military, he knows that the other party's advancement will surely come true!

"Can't make him successful!"

Cang Xuan Sheng roared, the sky appeared in the sun, the golden stream of light fell from the void, and constantly gathered in his hand: "Sun Golden Knife, kill!"

call out!

The knives and light gathered together, and it seemed to condense all the true fires of the sun in the world, releasing endless and dazzling light!

This is a knife that Cang Xuansheng does his best!

The sun golden knife is out, the heavens and the earth are as if they are dark, and the blazing knives are condensed and concentrated into a thin line, straight to the center of the vortex, where the figure lies.

"late!"

Fang Yuan snorted, and suddenly inhaled, as if the whirlpool, the surrounding five-color energy exhausted, the body of gold and iron flashed, and turned into jade, several lights flashed instantly, and finally merged into one, into a kind The chaotic color of the green.

Hey!

He stretched out his right hand and condensed the knife's knives. He was so caught in the palm of his hand, as if he was not willing to twist, and picked up the sparks, but it did not help.

With a little effort, this silk knife was immediately annihilated.

The sun's golden flame broke out, but he couldn't help his flesh.

"My body of martial arts, based on the true body of the Wu people, blends with the giant eagle, the body of a hundred poisons, can be named Pangu eagle!!!"

Fang Yuan growled, and the amazing air waves centered on him and continued to spread around.

In front of him, the property bar flashed violently and changed:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 100

Gas: 100

God: 61

Occupation: Dream Division

Repaired as: virtual sacred (four heavy), true holy

Skills: Pangu eagle body? ? ? 】, eight-door sword array [five swords (10%)]

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5], Fire Eyes [Level 1]"

"power!"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists and felt the raging power of the body, as well as the endless power of the flesh. With the realization of the enlightenment: "The so-called power, I am afraid that the bottom of the guarantee is a certain number of data. Exist, the dreamer may be special, but only because of the magical power..."

"Shenyuan qiyuan double breaks through 100, and the party is true! And the dreamer is holy, the gods must be above 100!"

Of course, his own breakthrough is a double-edition breakthrough, and it is more than the opposite of Cang Xuansheng, who is obviously only a breakthrough in qi.

"Panggu eagle?!"

After seeing Fang Yuanyun's work, Cang Xuansheng exudes a chaotic color body, and his expression becomes solemn: "I am fascinated by the martial arts, the world's martial arts know everything, and there is no such sanctuary in the ranking of the Dagan martial arts. Body, you actually created your own practice, and also successfully broke through the true holy, really crazy!"

Of course, if you are halfway through the road to innovation, you will be mad and first-class.

But now, since it’s successful, it’s a big master!

It’s so simple to be defeated by the king!

"Only... I can break through this time, thank you for your stimulation!"

Fang Yuan feels the body of the wounded and the power beyond the original peak. He smiles at Cang Xuan Sheng and reveals a white jade-like tooth: "In return, please ask me as the first sacrifice of my martial arts Dacheng. !"

"Big words!"

In the heart of Cang Xuan Sheng, the warning signs rose, but his face was sneer.

In his view, even if he is in a disadvantage, it is not difficult to leave.

But the next moment, his face changed wildly.

Because Fang Yuan has come to him and waved his right fist.

boom!

The true sanctuary, combined with the original powerful body, brings a breakthrough in both elements, which is more than one plus one.

boom! ! !

Just a punch, Cang Xuansheng, the whole person flew out, and the sound of the bones bursting out.

‘Impossible... how can it be so tyrannical! ’

There was chaos in his mind, and only one thought kept screaming: ‘My basaltic body, why is it so vulnerable...’

A powerful attack made him even more **** and shed two lines of blood and tears.

If he can see things at this time, he can see that behind Fangyuan, like chaos is beginning to open, a top-placed place, muscles are knotted, and if there is a giant of Pangu, the figure is almost ten times more than his own basaltic law. Looking down at the condescending, with the momentum of the open world, the pressure is full.

In front of the other party, his true holy law is no different from a baby.

‘But... Anyway, I have already killed a lot of dreamer geniuses, enough...”

In the severe pain, Cang Xuan Sheng’s mouth and nose bleed, but the corner of his mouth brought a strange smile: ‘Before you die, you can see these martial arts, and it’s not alive! This world is destined to be a martial arts Dachang! ’

Immediately, he saw Fang Yuan’s perfect body of the gods rushing over, and a sharp pain came out, suddenly falling into the eternal darkness...

"A true holy, was killed by me alive?"

Taking back the fist with blood, Fang Yuan slowly breathed, calming down the blood and strength of boiling.

"At this time, I finally entered the realm of power! Even if it is only the most powerful martial arts..."

The martial arts true holy, the spiritual real yuan, and even the dreamer's seven-fold virtual sacredness are the top forces of the entire world, and one is overlord.

At this time, less than thirty in the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, it has already entered the level of this majestic giant!

He sighed and waved his hand, and the mounds on both sides were automatically closed, showing the style of a grave.

"Although you and I are enemies, but they are also a true holy, I will give you a tomb!"

Fang Yuan silently hanged, turned and left.

Once you have crossed this limit, there is something to do.

Long from the legacy of the saint, you can try to resolve the core.

Master’s great hatred of the layman can also begin to retaliate.

Even the big battles of the two camps in the future have the grasp of self-protection and the fire!

"Of course... now, what I should do the best, take a break..."

Fang Yuan smiled and the figure gradually disappeared.

The entire battlefield was quiet.

After a few moments, two figures emerged, a Confucian scholar and a charming woman.

"The breath of Menglian is here!"

The middle-aged Confucian face was ugly, and after a few patrols, he found the Shura field before Cang Xuansheng and the corpse of his daughter.

"Damn... Cang Xuan, I will kill you!"

Seeing the blood hole on the forehead of Meng Lian, the middle-aged man suddenly surged.

"Oh... this wave of dreamers, I am afraid it is going to be completely destroyed!"

When the same woman is in her thirties, it is the time when both youth and mature charm are equal. When the eyes turn around, I can see that: "The goal of that sacred sacred sacred sacred sect should be the squad, I heard this. The child is full of talents, and even the virtual holy level is really different!"

"Hey! There are qualified geniuses, as long as they die, it’s nothing..."

The middle-aged Confucian scholars snorted and looked the same: "But I got the news. This person seems to be more than that simple. Even if I meet Cang Xuansheng, I can do it one by one... It should be nearby, we are looking for... ”

Soon, along the traces of the war, they saw several huge potholes and tombs.

"Cang Xuan Sheng... dead?"

Looking at the tombstone, the middle-aged Confucian scholars are both unbelievable.

"How is it possible? Who can kill him?"

"I have seen the scene, it should be two martial arts martial arts, but not our people..."

The woman’s expression was a little dignified: “I’m afraid it’s the squadron!”

"He... can you fight a true holy?"

Middle-aged Confucian students repeat: "Isn't that, he is also..."

"The martial arts saint!!!"

The woman spit out a long breath and her eyes were cloudy.