The silver thread in my hand slowly poured into Fang Xue's mind opposite the Emperor Dongtian Fang's Xue's mind. A silver light surged from his eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

He raised his head, with no fear on his face, but a little bit of memories.

With a faint smile on my face, I unfolded the power of the dream world. The power of the world pulled Fang Xue's consciousness, making him have a long dream, and I turned into a silver thread and floated into his mind, becoming the most inconspicuous bystander.

I saw the ancient Chinese land, with vast ground, vast mountains, and peaks reaching the sky.

The sky was blue, and clouds were floating in the sky in large areas. From time to time, monsters I had never seen flew across the sky, and a long white mark was passed on the blue sky.

In the dream world, I transform into the whole sky. This feeling is very similar to when I transform into the sky. However, there is also a difference. When I transform into the sky, I control the rules. At this time, I control all things, every grass, a tree, a flower, a stone, every creature, and even every small grain of sand are created by the power of the world in my dream world. This is a dream outlined by the blood of square. One comes from the deepest part of his memory, the other is confused and makes him think it is a real existence.

I will transform into a blue sky, see through his life, see through his life, and finally create a completely different dream and memory for him, allowing this emperor of the Dongtian lineage to completely change his memory and finally completely change his life.

"boom!"

I heard a huge roar. Looking around, I saw a huge fortress on the east side of the earth, beside a huge lake, surrounded by cities. The people walking on the road were also strange, wearing black clothing, occasionally one or two with masks on their faces. The whole city was very lively, with many tribesmen, trading and hawking, just like a human town tens of thousands of years later.

However, these tribe members with half of the masks showed arrogant expressions, as if they were superior. When walking, other tribe members around them would make way.

I continued to look down and finally saw Fang Xue. However, in this dream, Fang Xue was no longer the amazing Emperor of the Dongtian lineage, nor was he a strong man who had crossed the way half a step, nor was he the man who drank blood as if he was willing to enjoy it.

He was just a thin boy, not tall, very thin, wearing a long black robe, pale face, no more domineering in his eyes, but more of a cowardice, and his eyes flashed in his eyes, as if he was afraid of strangers.

He stood in the corner of the main hall of the fortress, surrounded by tall generals, and some young men dressed like him, but obviously more confident.

However, in the entire main hall, except for the young Fangxue, everyone had half a mask on their faces.

This proves that in this main hall, except for square blood, everyone has been recognized by God, passed the test, and obtained the Heavenly Shield Technique.

"Now the demon clan has repeatedly invaded my borders, killed my tribe members, and robbed my resources. Warriors, who is willing to go to the borders, kill the demon clan, and promote the prestige of my Dongtian clan!"

At this time, I saw a tall old man sitting on the throne, with silver hair and long beard, and his cultivation reached a half-step crossing. His face was very arrogant without anger. The half-mask he wore was exactly the same as what Fang Xue wore now, blood red, like the color of blood.

"I do."

"I'd like, Emperor, I'd like to go."

"No, let me go, I will kill countless demon clans and promote the majesty of my Dongtian lineage."

The entire main hall was filled with quarrels, and all the warriors in armor roared one by one, and their huge fists were waving in the air. Several even deliberately released their cultivation to prove their strength.

There was only Fang Xue in the entire main hall. He didn't speak silently, but deliberately took a step back, thinking very cowardly.

At this moment, the emperor of the Dongtian lineage at that time said, "Blood, are you willing to go?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire main hall immediately became quiet. All the warriors and princes stopped quarreling. Everyone looked at Fang Xue with strange eyes, and even the eyes of several princes were full of threats.

"Son, I'm not good at martial arts, so I'd better give this opportunity to other emperors and warriors."

This was the first time I saw Fang Xue from my youth, but what surprised me was that he was so cowardly when he was young, no longer had the cruelty of drinking blood from a big mouthful of blood, nor the courage to step into the sky. That year he was just a small prince who retreated and dared not speak.

"Okay, since that's the case, the eldest prince Fang Huan, you will take our army from the Dongtian clan to attack the demon clan. You must kill the spirit of the Dongtian clan of our Butian clan! You can't let the people of the other three clans underestimate us!"

Fang Xue's father waved his hand and gave an order, but his eyes were filled with disappointment.

The main hall was closed, and all the warriors and princes left together. No one stood beside Fang Xue, and no one was even willing to look at him directly.

I heard a lot of low-pitched laughter, these sounds lingered around Fang Xue. The prince walked out of the main hall silently, raised his head and saw the sunset gradually sinking in the sky, and the night was about to come.

This is Fang Xue's youth, a life without anyone to be with him and no one can take care of him.

The picture then turned, and in an instant, it came to Fang Xue's youth. I saw Fang Xue, who was already 2 meters tall but still thin, looked more like a scholar rather than a warrior clan like the Bu Tian clan who punished the Heavenly Tribulation.

It was still the main hall, he still stood at the end, still with a cowardly expression. However, at this moment, no one noticed him, and everyone was in a mess, as if the sky had been broken.

"What should I do? The army of the Beitian lineage is about to come, and we will all become prisoners."

"I heard that this time Qi Feng personally brought his troops to him. He is a powerful man who is beyond his power, and his strength is incalculable."

"The last time the eldest prince Fang Huan was beaten away by Qi Feng. Although he did not kill him, he was seriously injured. Fang Huan had a half-step crossing of the road. His strength had been recognized by the emperor, and he was even arranged to be his successor. How can we be good now? Will our Dongtian lineage surrender to the Beitian lineage?"

There was a lot of discussion in the main hall. At this time, Emperor Dongtian stood up. He was even older, as if he was in a twilight year. His face was full of wrinkles and his body could not be straightened. However, he was still majestic. He bent over and slowly stood up from the throne, and the huge black battle axe in his hand hit the ground hard.

At this moment, the entire main hall was quiet and no one spoke.

"Do you have any objections to the war or surrender?"

The old Emperor Dongtian asked, but no one was talking in the main hall at this time. If you choose to fight, who can compete with Qifeng? If you choose to surrender, then the Dongtian lineage will lose its glory.

No one answered the words of Emperor Dongtian. The old emperor looked at Fang Xue standing in the corner and wanted to ask for his opinion, but in the end he shook his head and did not speak.

At this time, Fang Xue looked at the old emperor's face and lowered her head silently.

At this time the picture turned again, and I saw the entire town being broken, with wind and smoke rising, and hot anger burning on the ground.

The fortress in the center of the town has been broken, and the gate has been broken through. I saw Qi Feng wearing black armor, with a cold face and strong murderous aura, stepping into the main hall. Above the main hall, on the throne, the old Emperor Dongtian shouted loudly: "I am the Emperor Dongtian. If we want us to surrender, let your Emperor of the Northern Heaven lineage come in person! Otherwise, I would rather die than surrender!"

Qi Feng did not answer, and the black iron boots stepped on the ground made heavy metal sounds.

No one dared to come forward to stop all the warriors, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to stand up.

No prince or general dared to stop Qi Feng, and he didn't even dare to say a word, watching Qi Feng step by step towards the old emperor of the Dongtian lineage.

However, there was still a man walking out silently. He stood in front of Qi Feng, stretched out his hands, his thin body trembled slightly, and his pale face seemed terrified, but he still blocked Qi Feng's way.

Fang Xue, the most cowardly prince of the Dongtian clan, and the prince who was rumored to be a joke within the Butian clan, had no longer been recognized by God in his youth and could no longer use the Tianshi Technique.

However, when the fortress was broken and no one dared to resist, the cowardly prince stood up and stood in front of the old emperor.

"Qi, qifeng, if you want to hurt my father, then step over me."

Fang Xue said with trembling teeth.

Even if I transform into the sky and weave this dream, I have to admire Fang Xue's courage.

Qi Feng stood in front of Fang Xue and said lightly: "Emperor Dongtian, if I do not surrender, I will suppress your entire clan for ten thousand years."

Then Qi Feng gently placed his hand on Fang Xue's shoulder, and a huge spiritual energy shattered half of Fang Xue's body and turned into a piece of blood.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!