Zhutian Avenue

Russell's heart shook, only to find the folds of voids around him, and the door of the different degrees was cut into different spaces invisible.

And the self crawling out of the door of the different degrees is invisible, and it is twisted and cut into countless pieces!

The door of different degrees is not a substance, but a projection of bloodline witchcraft. It is extremely difficult to destroy, but it can be twisted and divided.

How could this short-lived species know?

Lucky hit?

still is......

Bang!

While Russell was shaking, An Qisheng didn't have too much nonsense to talk about, and his thoughts moved. Between the vast expanse of heaven and earth, suddenly seven sword lights flashed by.

The seven sword swords are colorless, and they are suddenly full of black and white, but they are full of black and white, and they seem to fill the world.

Then the golden light converged, and turned into a line dividing black and white, turning yin and yang.

The ripples broke out in the void, drowning everything.

In the human world, Netherworld Jungu Changfeng can use his own interior world as the base to make the heavens and earth into the Netherworld. An Qi was born on the mysterious star, although he could not open another world.

However, with the help of the sentient beings of the two realms, guided in this dream, he can do this in disguise!

"Short-lived species..."

In the sudden eruption of the divine light, Russell did not struggle, but his eyes looked at An Qisheng indifferently and coldly, seeming to imprint his face deeply in his eyes:

"You are fine..."

The nightmare Hydra is named after the nightmare. However, when encountering other civilizations, it must inevitably draw all creatures into the nightmare, and use the nightmare to capture all the essence of civilization.

Although he has never had a record of destroying civilization, but the kingdom destroyed by dreams, it is not the first time for the stars.

But this is the first time someone has been led to pull back into the "nightmare" of others.

An Qisheng overlooked Russell, his eyes narrowed, as he said, everything was just beginning.

Huh~

Only a few moments before and after, the divine light disappeared from the sky, and the same disappeared, as well as the door of the opposite degree and the giant snake Russell.

This move was too fast, and most people did not know what happened. Only the Taoists at the top of the King Power felt shocked and seemed to understand what happened.

"Master, twisted that monster and divided it?"

Yuan Ting's eyes flickered, a little suspicious.

The foundation of this dream is cast by An Qisheng, but everything inside is filled by them. Of course, I know that this dream is more than one.

The monster seemed to be split and thrown into other parts of the dream.

"The ancestor created this dream to suppress this monster?"

The old Tao who first shot slightly frowned, wondering what the patriarch meant.

"I'm afraid it is..."

Someone nodded.

Before An Qisheng came to the King Power Sword, the legal purpose passed down was to construct dreams, not just one weight, but multiple dreams covering 3,300 years in ancient and modern times.

At that time they were also surprised that if it was just to prolong life, and get more practice time in their dreams, a dream was enough, so why bother.

It now appears that the Patriarch had already anticipated this.

Several people were clear-minded at the scene, and at this time naturally guessed An Qisheng's thoughts, and awkwardness rose from his heart.

From Tong Zhengyang to this monster, the ancestor seems to have no way out, and he has many deep meanings in what he does.

"Thinking is not helpful. What the ancestor wants to do. Only the disciples can obey and cooperate."

Yuan Tingguang took a deep breath:

"Wait for the patriarch's law..."

.......

this day.

For everyone, Xuanxing is destined to be a day that cannot be forgotten, and even to be remembered by history.

A huge gate in the air, a sword across the things.

The high-definition photos of the two have detonated the entire network almost instantly, and this time, no one can cover up the past.

Governments of various countries have no desire to suppress discussions.

Without him, there are too many people to see.

In just one day, the number of netizens participating in the discussion of these two artifacts worldwide has exceeded 3 billion, and it is still growing at a speed that is far beyond any topic.

This is the first topic that completely detonated the global discussion after a huge plague many years ago.

"What exactly is that door? The door to hell? Or the portal to other worlds? What is behind the door, aliens? Devil?"

"The taboo door, if this door is opened, will it attract countless aliens?"

"What is that divine sword? Do you know what text is above the gate? I searched the global database and found no similar text."

"Flying sword, flying sword! Across the eastern and western hemispheres, across the ocean, and across the sky. Isn't this the legendary flying sword? In the mountains of Tianfu, are there really sword immortals?"

"Kouhu, how can the legendary flying sword have such power? How can there be a sword fairy? If so, then I would wait for my ancestors to go to heaven and join the war.

"This is my legendary sword from South Korea! The great nation once again saved the world!"

"Hahaha, I laughed upstairs, do you have a sword culture in South Korea?"

.......

Countless people have freely vented their excitement after the disaster, abused or argued with others, and many people simply wanted to explore the mysteries.

There are even hackers who want to hack into the satellites to spy on the truth and reality. They are beaten by the highly tense governments of various countries, and a large number of hackers are caught out of the way.

In this process, the "dreamer" was finally noticed and known by the world for the first time.

That one video,

Coming from Sanyin.

A young man from the Sanyin Kingdom who claimed to be a disciple under the gate of the'Dragon Gate' sat cross-legged on a thin wooden board and floated among the turbulent Ganges.

He was very thin and short, and his naked upper skin shone like copper and iron under the sunlight.

His lower body was wearing linen pants, his feet soaked in Ganges water were naked, and he had no shoes.

This kind of dressing is very common in the three Indian countries. They call themselves ‘Dalit’, while others call them pariahs.

A small drone hovered over his head, photographing.

"My name is Harry. I am a dreamer. In the dream, I am a disciple of Youzhou Great Dragon Gate. My ancestor is a powerful Great Dragon Gate master, Yan Fanatic!"

Young people speak fluent Daxuan, which is recorded by drones. Daxuan is one of the most learned languages ​​in the world today.

He is broadcasting live.

A series of barrage flashes on the drone's screen, mostly surprised by his smooth Daxuan words, as to what big dragon gate, dreamer, Yan fanatic.

It did not attract the attention of too many people.

"Harry! You shouldn't go, stop now!"

"Harry!"

"Harry, stop your stupid thoughts..."

On the bank of the Ganges in the distance, many people dressed like him waved their arms and shouted.

"They, they are persuading me to go back, they think I'm crazy."

Harry explained to the drone with a smile on his face, but no one thought he was laughing.

"Many years ago, when my memoirs started, my parents told me that they should not wear shoes, and they can’t sit down wherever other people are......."

Harry calmly stated: "The law abolished the unequal provisions, but the ideas in people's hearts have been handed down from generation to generation...how ridiculous."

On the live broadcast of the drone, there was no barrage. It seemed that everyone watching the live broadcast was shocked.

But in an instant, overwhelming ridicule covered the entire screen.

"I came out this time to challenge that..."

Harry said, standing up in the Ganges, stepping barefoot on the Ganges and walking towards a humble house not far from the Ganges:

"That stupid and sad Gallo!"

Walk on the water?

This time, many people who watched the live broadcast were calmed down, but many people questioned that there must be something else in the river.

But some people said nothing, because they recognized the humble house in the picture.

The house is very simple, just like the house where ordinary people live, but this simple house is very famous.

Because in this house lived the once untouchables, now sacred, see God Grand Master Galuro.

Crunch~

As Harry walked to the shore, the wooden door of the house slowly opened.

A tall nose bridge, deep eye sockets, dark skin, a slender old man in a canvas shirt and a three-pronged cane walked slowly out of the door. He looked at Harry calmly and said softly:

"Child, you shouldn't come."

Caluro's voice was calm and melodious, as if the monks were chanting scriptures, but the voice was not high, but it was very penetrating. The sound of ‘boom’ water flowing from the Ganges was covered up.

"Galoro, you should know why I came."

Harry looked at Garuro with a complicated look, and tightened involuntarily.

He, or many people know.

This warm-hearted old man is the most terrifying killer in the world, and countless people died in his hands.

"You have heard my lectures before, I can feel your indignation, but things will not be as simple as you think."

Jialou Luo shook his head slightly: "It's easy to move the mountain, it's difficult to move the heart, the prejudice in the heart, only time and education can smooth out, violence, and no meaning."

"My thousand times of hard work is not worth living with others but Kshatriya. I can endure mediocrity, but not humble..."

Harry stared at Galuro violently, his eyes slightly red:

"I was in Daxuan, and I learned a sentence, Wanghou Jiangxiang Ning is kind of?!"

"You only know what kind of prince Jiang Xiangning has, but you don't know how many people died because of this sentence."

Galuro shook his head slightly:

"We don't have an ancestor like Daxuan......."

"There is no such ancestor..."

Harry looked solemn, and as the fingers clenched tightly, he said in a word: "Then, I will be such an ancestor!"

"Oh?"

Galuro raised his eyelids without being excited by his brazen words, and his voice was still weak:

"You may not be awake yet, you have lost your consciousness in dreaming..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Harry chuckled and laughed, and it seemed that tears came out: "Garoro, you are old, you don't know what kind of change has happened in the world!"

boom!

Between the laughter echoing, Harry stepped heavily, the ground within ten meters of the whole body sank in unison, and he himself had burst out like an arrow from the string.

With his arms spread out, like Dapeng spreading his wings, he swept across several tens of meters, punching with a punch in his true energy: "The times have changed!"

boom!

It seemed like a thunderbolt hit the sunny day.

The hovering drone almost fell from the sky with a tremor, and the camera rolled over, making the audience watching the live broadcast swear.

Wait until the lens is stable again.

The crowd looked at it again, and saw a thin palm, slowly falling down, putting Harry's high head heavily on the map.

boom!

The soil splashed, the dust was all over, and the old house ‘swiftly moved’.

Harry only felt dark in front of him, and then furiously struggled, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the thin palm on his head.

Galuro sighed slightly, let go of his hand and turned away.

Harry's eyes were split, "You, are you a dreamer?!"

"Your Dapeng King Boxing..."

Galuro walked slightly, and then walked into the dusty house: "I taught..."

"you......"

Harry was thundered and fell into the dust.

...

Even those who see the gods and warriors are dreamers?

Qinglong closes the computer and looks calm:

"The number of dreamers is increasing at an extremely rapid rate, and they can no longer be controlled..."

It has been a week since the day when the day changed, but a week's time could not smooth out this huge shock, and because of the continuous emergence of dreamers, chaos appeared in the world.

"With a sharp weapon to kill the heart and master the power, just like holding the sharpest sword in the world, I really don't know what the future will become."

Bai Hu sighed softly.

Xuan Xing has never had real peace. There are still many contradictions among countries around the world. The caste system, racial discrimination, class contradictions, the gap between rich and poor...

All kinds of contradictions are hidden under the cloak of peace, which is usually not noticed at ordinary times, but it does not mean that they really do not exist.

There are many people like Harry in the world. The emergence of dreamers will eventually lead to hidden dangers.

For the time being, the countries of the world still have the most powerful force, enough to suppress it. But one day, someone has mastered the uncontrollable power like that "sword of kingship"?

There are dreamers inside, and unknown monsters on Mars outside, worrying about foreign troubles for a while, making people overwhelmed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yesterday, another batch of dreamers appeared, you can arrange for someone to take over, remember to be gentle , Don’t overdo it..."

Qinglong squeezed his temples and was exhausted. He hadn't rested for a long time. If it wasn't because of his strong physical strength, he might have died suddenly.

"People have been arranged to do it."

Bai Hu replied.

"Already did it?"

Qinglong raised his head, first a little surprised, then a flash of surprise flashed: "Can you also..."

"Not bad."

Bai Hu rubbed his palms, feeling a little anticipated and excited: "I was also a dreamer in the early hours of yesterday... For the first time, I really entered the "kingdom dream" instead of watching through the brain waves of Academician Lu. ...."

".........Even you?"

Qinglong stood up and walked up and down, unable to describe his mood.

Groups of dreamers have appeared one after another, making people overwhelmed. The biggest reason is, of course, that one dream after another has also appeared inside the special bureau.

"correct."

Bai Hu seemed to think of something, and hesitated a moment later, he still said: "Prisoner, eye canine, bluebird... several of them have also become dreamers. They didn't have a good time to tell you..."

"what?"

Qinglong's voice was raised high, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

There are seven real high-level officers in the Special Service Bureau, namely the prisoner of cattle, the green fox, the eye canine, the blue bird, the phoenix, the white tiger, and the blue dragon.

Wang Zhixuan, code-named Dan Huang, and Jiang Shili, code-named Green Fox, have long since become dreamers.

Co-authored the only ‘natural person’ of the Special Service at this time.

Is it yourself? !

Suddenly, Qinglong felt the strong maliciousness from the "kingdom dream"...

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