Carefree Path of Dreams

South of big business.

On a plain, after several trials and confrontations, the prince plate finally forced Dongyi Wang to invest in the main force and start a decisive battle.

The two military squads stretched, and almost 20,000 people gathered on the plains, appearing black and pressed.

‘One side is the 100,000 elite of the Shang Dynasty, and the other side has only six or seventy thousand people. The prince’s grasp of the military is really not bad...’

Fang Yuan Zhou lingered in a green hurricane, floating in the air, looking at the scene condescending.

The third sword of the Jianjian sword that he condensed is not the sword of the thunder, but the sword of the hurricane!

The original secret of the Eight-Door Swordsman has long been thoroughly seen by Fang Yuan. At this time, the way of creation is illustrated in the form of a sword array, and naturally it will not be rigidly adhered to the original order.

Even, he still has a higher ambition!

"After the original recasting of the foundation, the dreamer is stronger than the original one... According to my estimation, the second sword dream division is equivalent to the three to four swords! The four swords today may be comparable to The seven-fold virtual sacred?"

The virtual holy level, the fourth sword and the seventh sword are both bottlenecks. After the past, there is another new world.

Because of this, when Fang Yuan condensed the third sword, he intentionally chose the hurricane, and the fourth sword that is recovering is the former sword!

In this way, once you are on the verge of sacredness, the four scenes of the earth's fire and feng shui can fully play the power of the original seven-fold sacred sacred, and form a chaotic sword array!

"The new dreamer road is definitely stronger and more overbearing than in the past!"

Today's dream teacher cultivation method is based on his own experience, based on the secrets and research results of the genre dreamers, and the source of power as the goal, deduced from the appearance of the horror!

"Then continue to do so, the seven-fold sacred sacred, is not the equivalent of the former dreamer saint... If you continue to break through?"

Fang Yuan is full of confidence in the future of the dreamer road.

"kill!"

At this moment, among the military arrays below, tens of thousands of Dongyi people roared and launched an assault on the Dashang Army.

They are tall, look awkward, and have a lot of hair, very fierce, like a group of beasts.

In the charge, the silk army spread and appeared, and the appearance of the Hydra formed in the eyes of Fang Yuan.

"The nine-headed snake, the representative has made many orders, and it really comes into integration with other tribes. After all, there are hidden dangers..."

Fang Yuan looked to the other side, but seeing the mysterious bird spreading its wings, the body shape was almost more than the Hydra, and it was a slamming of the snake head. It was a smile: "The outcome is fixed!"

Force is strong, force is weak!

The organization of the Dongyi army is not as good as the big business. The weapons and armor are even more jokes. The only thing that can be praised is the personal bravery.

Unfortunately, this kind of manpower is so small before the military array!

"The Archer, shoot!"

The prince is wearing a armor and holding a sword.

Hey!

Many archers lifted their arrows to the sky, and the bowstrings were loose. They suddenly formed a black arrow rain, flying in the air, drawing curved lines in the air, and falling to the East Yijun.

Hey!

A lot of blood and blood surged, and under the even blow, Dongyi’s pioneer warrior immediately became a hedgehog.

"Chariot! Move!"

The prince re-emerged, above the plains, more than a thousand chariots rushed, and the battle horses, like a black torrent, swaying forward, crushing everything!

"Crush over!"

At this time, the evil stood on the chariot, constantly urging the imperialists, holding the two hands, like a windmill, screaming, "kill!"

boom!

The chariot that was advancing at a high speed ran over the army of Dongyi, and it was like a broken bamboo.

In the past, the Dongyi people screamed again and again, and the ground was full of meat sauce mixed with flesh and mud.

"dead!"

Evil wields long Ge, but all the Dongyi warriors who are close to each other are given the first, just like a sharp arrow, tearing open the defense line of Dongyi people and smashing into the depths of the military array.

"Well? That is... Dong Yi Wang?"

He was so devastated that he didn't know how long it had been. Suddenly, his eyes were bright and his vision was wide open. A team of people was emerging. The leader was a barbaric man with a colorful feathered flag flying behind him.

"Wang Qi? Is that Dong Yi Wang?"

The blood that feels like the whole body is rushing, and screams: "The thief takes a break!"

Immediately killed and killed in the past.

"Dong Yi Wang... today will die!"

The Fang Yuan in the clouds quietly looked at this scene, but it felt the action of the soldiers.

Although the **** was severely suppressed, the influence of the Dongyi people still exists. Even if the Dongyi king integrates the various ministries and seizes the military power of the leaders of the various ministries, the influence of those priests will not immediately recede.

At this time, they dragged their hind legs together and even secretly released the water, so that the evil came to the invincible with the people and killed the king.

"The pseudo-king is dead!"

Evil naturally does not know so much, the soldiers are in danger, and his defenders are killed in the arrow, and they are holding the horse in one hand and charging the king.

Hey!

Occasionally, the Dongyi people’s bows and arrows sneaked on it, but they fell on him. It was completely painless and splashed with Mars.

"That is...the power of the gods!"

"The lord is guarding this person, we can't be enemies with him!"

Even if the soldiers who guarded the king of Dongyi were the shackles of the nine murderers, they saw this scene at this time, listening to the temptations of the priests in their ears, and they could not help but collapse, and the meaning of horror increased.

"kill and kill!"

The roaring whistling forward, the invincible, suddenly flew a spear, and the Dongyi Wang’s mount was worn.

Snapped!

At this time, his horse was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground, and the entire chariot immediately fell apart.

The smack hit a roll and stood up. He did not care. He rushed forward and took a long scorpion and rushed to the East Yi Wang.

"Protect the king!"

I don't know how many Dongyi warriors have come back to death, and all kinds of weapons and poison arrows have fallen on evil.

Dangdang.

The sword broke, and the arrow hidden weapon fell helplessly.

The evil at this time is simply a warrior who is not a waffle, and flies a few people, and comes to the king of Dongyi: "Barbarians die!"

Snapped!

At this moment, a layer of colorful brilliance flashed, and the evil did not know how, and he fell and was covered by a big net.

"女娲!!!"

The Fang Yuan in the clouds seems to have heard the roar of the cockroach.

A layer of blood-red clouds emerged from the sky.

This is the case, Dong Yi Wang also got the opportunity to slam through a horse and start running.

"dead!"

Seeing this scene, the evil eyes are cracked, and both hands are forced to tear open the big net, and the long scorpion in the hand flies out.

call out!

The long scorpion turned into a black light in the air, passing through the vest of Dong Yiwang at a speed that was too fast to be inserted in the land in front.

Peng!

In a **** rain, the horse rushed forward for a distance, and the body above fell.

"Wang... dead?!"

The warriors of the nine murderers looked at this scene with a dull look, which seemed unbelievable.

Other tribes choose to be much better.

Seeing that the king of Dongyi fell down, he had been tempted by the priests, and they did not want to fight. They simply abandoned the weapons and fled, and even surrendered to the Shang Dynasty.

Once this kind of wave rises, it immediately spreads in multiples of geometric level, and immediately swept the whole army.

Not long after, the entire battlefield became a farce of rout and chase.

"The defeat is like a mountain... but nothing."

Looking at this scene, Fang Yuan felt with emotion and came to the side of the lord, and faced him with a colorful light.

"Nvwa... you dare to go directly to my people!"

The lord roared, and the son-in-law of the landlord helped the Dongyi king three times and four times, which was beyond his bottom line.

In the face of his questioning, the colorful light is indifferent, suddenly condensed, turned into a palace, a beautiful woman, and a beautiful woman.

"This is the goddess of the goddess..."

As soon as he appeared, Fang Yuan was somewhat lost.

Legend has it that Taiyi is open to the earth, and the son-in-law is the ancestor of the world!

Such a goddess, more heavenly status, is comparable to the saints in the dreamer, or the Wansheng Wuzun and Thousands of Magic before the war of Yujing!

The son-in-law did not speak, but only looked at Fang Yuan deeply.

A multicolored light suddenly flashed through her throat.

Hey!

Immediately, the five-color Guanghua dissipated, and the original goddess disappeared.

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan is a bit strange. He was originally prepared to face the goddess of the landlord with the soldiers. However, he could not think that the other party would turn around and go away. It was like a metamorphosis, just to look at him.

"This **** has never actually started!"

Looking at the real dreams, Fang Yuan has just condensed half of the sword of the earth, and his heart is full of complex tastes.

"Hey! I hope she can do it!"

The lord of the squadron snorted and looked very disdainful.

Fang Yuan saw this scene, and suddenly there was a move: 'Not good... even if the goddess landlord is comparable to the saint, but the dreamer of the Dagan is less free, even Wansheng Wuzun has neither. ratio! Because she is the **** of the people, and the gods of the heavens and the earth, the most recent incarnation! ’

Thai emperor, can be seen as a way of life, is the heaven.

The goddess landlord god, although with a certain personality, is also a spokesperson for heaven and earth, and every move must be restricted!

The more powerful, the heavier the restrictions!

Just like this time, after intervening in the work of Dongyi one after another, being asked by the soldiers, they can only be speechless.

If she dares to violate the rules and tears her face, 80% will immediately lose her status and become an ordinary power level god! This is the root of the lord's fearless fear!

"It seems that this battle of business is going to be troublesome..."

Fang Yuan could not help but exhale.

"Exactly!"

The lord's face is also very dignified: "This son-in-law can completely let Dong Yi Wang escape from birth, and even win a big victory...just because in the heavens, the Chamber of Commerce won this victory, she did not violate this stock. The general trend, therefore, we take the lead, but when it comes to changing the land, the fate is in her, you can never imagine the horror of a master **** who can fully take action!"

‘Actually, I have seen it, it should be the level of Wansheng Wuzun and Thousand Magic! ’

Fang Yuan’s heart was silent and his face became dignified.