Beyond the dream world.
Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou.
Ji Clan Butterfly Garden.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint puts his hands together and prays to heaven and earth.
She has a pair of extremely beautiful eyebrows and a frown, and her pretty face is full of sadness.
After a moment, she raised her head and looked at the picture above the sky.
Inside the painting, there is a blue sky and white clouds, everything is peaceful, and there is nothing.
There is a very ordinary area in the Eastern Wilderness Continent.
But it was from here that Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin entered the dream world.
Whoever wins will come out, bear thousands of expectations, become the destiny of the human race, and carry the cauldron against the Xuanguang Bridge, the destiny of the demon race.
At the same time, it also means that the other person will die and disappear from the world!
It's not that they don't want to observe the scenes inside the dream world, it's just that the scenes inside the dream world are simply not something they can observe.
"Menghuang..."
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyes were filled with sadness and he was very uneasy.
I think she had never been so sad when she overcame the tribulation and became a saint. At that time, she was thinking that it would be best if she succeeded, or else.
But it’s different now!
Now, it is really a matter of success and life and death!
As for the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, she really raised Hua Menghuang as her first child and gave her everything she could.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint wished he could give everything he had to Hua Menghuang!
Otherwise, how could Hua Menghuang have come into contact with the "Green Lotus Emperor Sutra" and other ancient emperor sutras so easily?
Just relying on the status of Big Dream Seed? It’s just a dream.
Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent has more than just Hua Menghuang, a great dream seed!
In the stone pavilion, the fragrance of tea gradually disappeared, and the three teacups placed on the table gradually became cold.
Hong Yuan couldn't bear to see the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint look so sad.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.
Hong Yuan is not an emotionless guy, he just knows better what he needs and what he doesn't need.
He never hesitates to express his emotions.
However, there are very few people who can truly enter his heart.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is one of them.
Hong Yuan is willing to make some efforts for Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
"I have already attained [Dream Dao Master], so there is no need to continue the battle for destiny. They should be able to come back alive..."
With this thought in his mind, Hong Yuan hugged Butterfly Sword Martial Saint into his arms, let her lie on his chest, and gently patted her shoulder.
Hong Yuan comforted him: "You have done the best you can. The rest of the way is up to Menghuang himself..."
"Does Meng Huang have to walk the rest of the way by himself?" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint lowered his eyes secretly, with tears in his eyes.
She felt that she had not done enough, far from enough.
She was very afraid that Hua Menghuang would die and disappear from the world...
the other side.
Eastern Wilderness Continent.
White cranes fly leisurely in the sky, showing off their graceful figures.
The gentle breeze blows into the main peak of Fengxi, causing the Fengxi flowers to sway.
The sun was shining brightly, and the bright sunshine fell on everyone on the main peak of Fengxi.
Hong Yuan, Ye Zhuyin, Qiu Wuxi, Lin Bujing, Long Zhandu...
They walked out of the Fengxi Sect's main hall, all facing the bright sun and staring at the aqua-blue light curtain in the sky.
The expressions on their faces were either sadness, expectation, or apprehension.
Not all the same, all different.
But the same thing is that they are all nervous.
Everyone is expecting Shang Yaoqin to come out of the dream world!
When Hua Menghuang appears, the sect alliance will fall apart. Either they will seek refuge with Hua Menghuang, or their own orthodoxy will stay away from Donghuang.
With the emergence of Shang Yaoqin, the sect alliance will attract the attention of the world, Miaoyin Pavilion will become a holy place in the world, and Taoist traditions such as Fengxi Sect, Longyan Sect and Qinglu Taoist Temple will also rise.
And all the martial arts geniuses can rely on this general trend, as if they have obtained a great treasure, and directly attack the realm of saints. The possibility of success will be increased by at least 30%!
"Come on, Junior Sister Yaoqin~" Qiu Wuxi's hands under the red robe were tightly fisted.
She and Ye Zhuyin had ideological differences and quarreled a lot. However, she loved and cared for Shang Yaoqin, a junior.
"Shang Yaoqin, don't let me down. I must, must become a slave saint..." Long Zhandu's temples turned white, his eyes were weathered, but he still did not change his original intention.
Along the way, he was the only one left in the Yuyingfeng lineage. Junior brother Xu Haisheng died, and junior sister Xiao Youjun also died. In order to become a saint in the slave way, Long Zhandu paid too much, too much...
"It is very likely that those who survive will become the Saints of the Dream Dao and at the same time attain the realm of the Dream Dao Master? Huh, so what!" In the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Bujing listened to Elder Eun's speculation, and he still held "
The concept of “don’t believe in fate, only believe in yourself”.
If he was destined to be born and had a destiny, then Lin Bujing would not have walked away from that small corner of Maple Leaf City at the beginning. He would still be the fallen genius!
He also has no chance to confront Hong Yuan, the supreme genius of Fengxi Sect!!
Thinking of this, Lin Bujing wanted to glance to the left, but he still resisted this desire.
Because that would be enmity between Hong Yuan and Shang Yaoqin!
That's where Hong Yuan and Ye Zhuyin are.
"May Emperor Long Yang bless Yao Qin..."
"May Qinglian Tianzun bless Yaoqin..."
"..."
"When Yao Qin returns safely, I will pay homage to you day and night."
In full view.
Ye Zhuyin knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the bluestone floor, and prayed to the nine great emperors of the human race. His black hair was scattered and blood flowed all over the ground.
In order to show her sincerity, she took the initiative to reverse her true energy and abolished her cultivation, which even damaged her excellent physique...
After all these events, she transformed into an old woman with loose skin, old age, and a stooped and short figure.
The woman who used to be as cold as a narcissus in the moon has completely stepped down...
In such a situation, no one in the venue dared to look at it.
Because Hong Yuan was standing next to Ye Zhuyin.
Although Hong Yuan has only recovered to the first level of high-level warrior cultivation at this moment, the power of death is still there. No one knows what kind of methods Hong Yuan has, and no one dares to make a mistake in front of Hong Yuan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Besides, Hong Yuan can really kill people!
"Crash..."
As time goes by, the weather turns gloomy, dark clouds gather, and heavy rain falls.
On the main peak of Fengxi, everyone has not left yet.
No one is holding an umbrella, and no one is moving the real energy.
They, like a flood, let the rain wet themselves.
The rain stuck, withered hair and blood mixed with water, Ye Zhuyin's vision was blurred, but she still tremblingly prayed to the emperors of the human race and prayed for Shang Yaoqin.
Hong Yuan stood beside her, his eyes lowered and his lips pursed tightly.
"I have already attained [Dream Dao Master], so there is no need to continue the battle for destiny. They should be able to come back alive..."
He repeated it again in his mind, but this time, he was very hesitant.
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Hong Yuan knew the current leader of the human race, Dong Zhisheng, very well.
Therefore, a bad thought quickly spread in Hong Yuan's heart, forcing him to look directly at it.
"Boom——"
There was a heavy sound of falling to the ground, and Ye Zhuyin kowtowed and fell into a deep sleep.
After all, she couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
To be continued...