Chapter 65 The Man in the Dream (Third, Fourth Update)

Let's go! ......

Under the wall, the fifth wave of attacks of the million heroes attacked again. At this time, there were actually less than 900,000 left, and on the wall, there was blood everywhere, and I don't know which side's blood was stained.

"Haha... Taoist friends of Wanhua Building, don't you admit defeat? Let's admit defeat! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to Hua Yulou. A loud shout penetrated the whole battlefield, and it sounded in a hundred miles. It was vast and deterred the battlefield of millions of people.

"Huh! You Huayulou are so bold that you really want to break up with us Wanhualou!" Above the city wall, the woman beside the marshal shouted coldly. Although the voice was faint, it also spread all over the battlefield.

These two people are both successful monks in Daoquanjing and the most powerful monks who can appear on the battlefield. Therefore, they are also the leaders of the monks on both sides.

"Huh! Our Huayu Building is full of good words. Don't you just want to get a share in the Magic Valley? You Wanhua Tower are actually grinding and reluctant to force us to take action. In this case, it can only make the day of the destruction of your Wanhua Building come soon. At that time, won't it be beautiful for the two of us to become a Taoist couple for ten thousand years? Haha..." The arrogant man's voice was rampant and infinite, and he laughed regardless of the taboos of many mortals present. It seems that such a battlefield can't bring him any pressure at all.

"Despicable, Fengmo Valley is in the territory of the Kingdom of Huaming, and you can't come. If you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude. Taoist friends, go!" The woman shouted coldly and rose to the sky in an instant. At the end of the war, the monks from both sides are finally going to take action.

The power of monks is indescribable in this kind of mortal war. In general, an ordinary monk in the Taoist spring can match the force of a grand marshal of a kingdom. It can be seen that the influence of the monks is great.

Wanhua Building is famous, and the strength of the monks inside it cannot be underestimated. However, Huayu Building and Wanhua Building are equally strong, and it is not a matter of one or two days to compare the two. It's just that after thousands of years, there is still no result.

I saw that tens of thousands of red clouds suddenly floated above the sky, which were magnificent. However, the fierce evil spirit was frightening and did not dare to be underestimated.

"Wanhua array! Knot!" With a cold shout, the ten thousand red clouds floating in the sky began to condense slowly, and finally formed a huge mushroom red cloud, and the momentum suddenly increased by more than several times.

"Huh! Group attack array? Our Huayu Building will not be afraid of you. In the million army, the cold shout of the man sounded, and then a huge golden sword light suddenly rose to the sky, and it went straight to the sky from the ground, with no end. What a huge golden sword it is! Across the world, the endless sharpness bursts out from it, fierce and infinite.

At this time, under the sky, the soldiers of both sides have temporarily put away their troops. This kind of confrontation between monks is not what they can control, let alone what they can face. They are the best choice if they avoid it for the time being.

Soon, there was no soldier on both sides under the wall, and all the troops had retreated, waiting for the result of the confrontation between the monks on both sides.

Once the Huayu Kingdom wins, the war will be uncontroversial and completely biased towards the Huayu Kingdom. And once Wanhualou wins, the war will still have a beginning. However, the Huayu Kingdom, which is more than 100 times stronger, still has a victory. Generally speaking, the situation in the Huaming Kingdom is really not optimistic.

"Is it going to be a decisive battle? I hope I can win. At the very least, maybe he still has a glimmer of life. I don't know if he is awake or not. I hope he can wake up quickly and then leave quickly. On the city wall, the flower finch stared at the huge red clouds in the sky and the golden sword in the distance, and muttered to themselves.

"Zinger, are you still thinking about that man? There is no intersection between you two at all. We may not get through this. What else do you want him to do? Can you still count on him to save us?" The eldest sister in the ten guards saw that the flower sparrow was in a low voice and came forward to hold her hand to solve it.

"Sister Qing, do you know? I once dreamed of him. I once dreamed of a person who couldn't see his face clearly. I only remembered that he was wearing a green robe and stepping on the clouds to save me from danger. And that person, and the person in my dream, really looks like, like!" Seeing the eldest sister's caring expression, the flower sparrow finally couldn't help telling the deepest secret buried in her heart.

"Drink! Our little finch sister is Sichun. All right, Queer, no matter what, we will definitely protect you and the marshal. As for that man, or the man in your dreams, don't think too much about it. Keep your strength and be ready to break through at any time. The elder sister laughed and then said seriously.

"Uh-huh!" The sparrow knew that no one would believe in her, but she deeply remembered how touched her heart when she first saw the man. That touch is as if the two have known each other for millions of years. It seems that they have this unforgettable relationship that has not ended. It was for this reason that she strongly took the man back and brought him to her side, so that she could see clearly, see the other person clearly, and see herself clearly.

"Do I really think too much? Doesn't the person in my dream really exist? Maybe, but, why, since I can remember, that figure will appear in my dream. Who is the figure that I keep dreaming of and does it exist? The more the finch thought about it, the more confused she became, and even her head was a little confused.

"Forget it, let it be. Time may prove all this." The sparrow shook its head and looked at the sky again.

The huge red cloud is full of fierce momentum and infinite spiritual power. The crazy spiritual power of medicine and Taoism is less than the spiritual fluctuation of a perfect monk. It can be seen that the power of this method should not be underestimated.

However, the golden sword in the sky is even more extraordinary. The sharpness and endless murderous spirit contained in the giant sword actually pierce the sky, cut through the sky, pointing to the red clouds, and the space between the red clouds of the giant sword is slightly trembling.

"Breaking the cloud sword array, come out!" The cold shout burst out, and the huge sword finally came out of its sheath and cut through the sky. With endless roar and long golden tail, it stabbed into the center of the red cloud. Such momentum was really avoided by the sky.

"All flowers bloom, prison lock mad dragon, lock!" The woman's cold shouts broke through the sky, and the endless green light burst out of the red clouds, forming thick red and green vines and popped out, wrapped around the huge golden sword.

Both sides don't seem to want to waste any more time. It's a unique trick to press the bottom of the box. That momentum can't be caused by one or two monks. Even a powerful monk with a perfect sea mirror is difficult to create. This kind of momentum that attracts the vision of heaven and earth can only be done by the old monster of the heavenly realm.

The giant sword red cloud, collided in an instant, and the heaven and earth lost their voice in an instant. Whoever wins and loses, here's it!

After losing its voice, the roar of the sky resounded between heaven and earth. Up and down the wall, all mortals hurriedly covered their ears, and even many soldiers' ears were covered with blood stains, slowly overflowing from the cracks of their fingers.

Wh...

When the hurricane rises, waves of ripples rise, startling waves of space fluctuations. The vision of heaven and earth is really spectacular, but the murder contained in it is also daunting and dare not be short-sighted.

Win or lose?

In addition to the hurricane, all the soldiers on both sides are looking at the sky. This question is also what everyone wants to know most.

"Haha... Wanhualou really lives up to its reputation. It's hard to win or lose. Unfortunately, you are still the lose after all!" The cold voice sounded in the sky. Everyone was first relieved in the man's voice, and then was shocked by the words behind the other party. I don't know why.

"What do you mean?" The woman's voice was a little weak at this time. Obviously, the previous fierce collision had almost exhausted the spiritual power of tens of thousands of monks on both sides. In a short period of time, I'm afraid it could not be replenished and recovered.

"Haha... Taoist friends of Jianfeng Gate, I'll leave it to you next. After it is done, there is no need to say more about the benefits of both of us. The man did not reply, but turned his head and looked behind the million troops under him.

"It's not good!" On the side of the Kingdom of Huaming, the marshal and the leading woman in the Wanhua Tower almost secretly said at the same time.

"Haha... You have worked hard for your hard work. Next, just give it to us the Jianfeng Gate." A hoarse and unpleasant sound sounded, and at the same time, sword lights rose from the rear of millions of troops and came directly to the man led by Huayu Building.

Withdraw!

The first woman of Wanhualou didn't think much about it. She retreated crazily with nearly ten thousand disciples behind her, and came to the wall in a moment.

"Ning sister--" The marshal was anxious and came forward to hold the weak woman nervously.

"It goes without saying, I didn't expect that the Jianfeng Gate of the Duke of Xiaoqingfeng dared to participate in this matter. It seems that we are more and less auspicious today. The woman's face was gray and she lowered her head.

At this time, in the sky, the sword light of the tens of thousands of monks of Huayu Buildings also retreated to the army. Only one leading man remained in the air and stood back and forth with the leading man of the sword front door. Under the background of thousands of monks behind them, the two also looked heroic and energetic.

The man led by the sword front door is ordinary, but he is more than 1.9 meters tall. Standing there, he faintly falls a step behind the man of the Huayu Building, as if he is willing to live under people.

"Jianfengmen is so bold. Aren't you afraid that my Wanhua Tower will destroy you?" On the wall, the white gauze woman looked at the sword monk standing densely in the sky and asked coldly.

"Hey hey, Hua Ning Taoist friend, we have endured for a long time. This time, the seal of the Magic Valley is about to be untied, and we will also get a share. Is it possible that only you are allowed to fish in Wanhua Tower and not allow us to drink soup? The swordsman was not afraid. First, he looked at the man in front of him, and then shouted in a gloomy tone.

"Huh! Sooner or later, you will regret it. The dignity of Wanhua Tower is not provocative. The white gauze woman's expression condensed and shouted coldly.

"Ha ha, Hua Ning, you'd better say less subtlety these frightening words. Otherwise, you will feel good later. Haha..." The man of Huayu Building took a step forward and said with deep meaning. Speaking of the back, his tone was unconsciously mixed with a trace of desire. He stared at the figure of the white gauze woman, as if to see through the peerless posture under the white gauze.

"Shameless!" The woman trembled all over and shook her hand, and she sighed helplessly.

"Haha...Brothers, go! Break the city wall and capture our beautiful Taoist friends alive. Our good days are coming. At the sign of the man of Huayu Building, the sword front door man shouted strangely and shook down from the sky with thousands of sword lights behind him. The golden sword light actually formed a beautiful golden giant curtain hanging in the sky and connected to the city wall.

"Sisters, until now, we can only repay the country with death. Kill me!" The marshal knew that it would be nine deaths today, but she didn't want her sisters to be captured by these jackals. Only death is the best result in her heart.

"Sisters, for the sake of Wanhua Tower and the Kingdom of Huaming, even if we exhaust the last trace of spiritual power, we are worthy of death. Kill it!" At the mouth of the word, the white gauze woman rushed out first, and a red spear was bought in an instant. Her body also soared into the air in an instant, facing the thousand sword lights.

Ah! Kill! Boom!

All kinds of shouts resounded through the battlefield, and human life is so worthless at this time. All kinds of spiritual weapons wandered on the battlefield, bombarding the edge of the tall wall, and the roar could be heard clearly even a hundred miles away.

Boom!

Although the disciples of Wanhualou have tried their best to defend, the spiritual power consumed before is too huge. They are not the opponents of those new forces at all. Without their defensive wall, they finally collapsed under the light of a hundred swords. The balance of victory also tilted at this moment and fell to Huayu's side.

Have you been defeated? Then work hard!" This is the voice of all the soldiers of the Kingdom of Huaming, including the sparrows.

People in the world also have their own cultivation methods. They are not practicing nine ways, but practicing internal strength. This method of cultivation is called martial arts practice. Martial arts cultivation is divided into nine levels, and the person at the top level is equivalent to a complete monk in the nine Taoist springs.

Hua Queer has been practicing martial arts with the marshal since she was a child. Now she is an eighth-order warrior of martial arts, which is equivalent to a virtual monk in Daoquanjing. This is still the sparrow's talent and talent. Wanhualou recruits disciples every ten years, and this year happens to be an opportunity for the flower farrow. However, I'm afraid there is no such possibility now.

"Haha... There is such a watery girl here! It seems that Jian Wufeng has taken advantage of it. Little girl, come with me. Follow me to the Jianfeng Gate to keep you young and live forever. However, before that, you have to be my Taoist friend first!" The leading man of Jianfengmen bombarded a soldier from the Kingdom of Huaming with a sword, and saw the flower finch surrounded by a group of soldiers but still calm.

"Think about it!" The sparrow was angry and shouted coldly. She shook the black iron sword in her hand and fell around. Then, she jumped out and rushed to the man who claimed to be the five peaks of the sword.

"Haha... OK! Does the little girl want to test me? Then let you see what real power is. Jian Wufeng** smiled, threw the long sword in his hand, and took the flower finch's sword.

Ding Ding...

Although the power of mortal warriors, such as the flower finch, is comparable to that of Taoist spring monks, their use of power is not comparable to that of monks. The fact that the spiritual weapon alone occupies a huge advantage.

Besides, the sword five peaks, the leading man of the Jianfeng Gate, was not a monk in the virtual level of the Taoist spring. With just one blow, the finch's cold iron sword broke open in an instant, leaving only a hilt to the ground, and a pale flower finch not far away stood there at a loss.

"Haha... Little lady, if there is anything else, just use it. Tut... The little women are full of aura. They must be a genius who cultivate nine paths. As my Taoist couple, it will definitely make our two of us practice faster. Don't worry, I will send you to the peak of bliss soon. At that time, you will be grateful for my good. Haha..." The man of Jianfengmen looked up to the sky and smiled proudly.

"Hua Ning Taoist friend, I, Yi Feng, am also a genius in the cultivation world. How about it? Follow me. We will definitely be the immortal couple in the cultivation world in the future!" At the same time, above the city wall, the leading man of Huayu Building, that is, Huaxuanfeng, and the white gauze woman, also known as Hua Ningyao, were against each other, but they did not do it. The man seems to really like the white gauze woman, but the extraordinary temperament of the white gauze woman is indeed unparalleled among these countless women.

"Hua Yifeng, don't think that even if I destroy myself today and risk my life, I will definitely not let you succeed." Hua Ning has exhausted her spiritual power at this time. Compared with the other party, she seems to be weaker.

"Alas... It seems that I still can't escape this disaster after all! Is it the same for him? Is it true that I think too much that I still can't see the person in my dream after all? Well, just die. It's good to die with a beautiful dream. It's much better than falling into the hands of this villain. When Hua Queer saw the other party's evil eyes, she finally gave up resistance. A cold flashing dagger quietly appeared in her hand, which did not allow the other party to stop it at all, and instantly wiped directly to her neck. That trace of determination is what people can have.

At this time, no one on the Huaming Kingdom on the wall had no time or the ability to stop this scene.

Sparrow...

Several women who made friends with the flower finch in the Kingdom of Huaming exclaimed. The anxious look reflected in the eyes of the flower finch, but brought her a trace of comfort.

"At least, I still have them, don't I?" The sparrow closed its eyes, and the dagger in his right hand tightened.

Seeing that the dagger is less than an inch away from her neck, a young and beautiful life is about to disappear.

suddenly, a silver silk line cuts through the sky——

Ding! The dagger fell to the ground, and the finch was stunned and looked at the top of her head. At this moment, she was crazy!

"It's him, the person in my dream! Does he really exist? The flower sparrow's eyes were full of tears in an instant, and her wide and confused eyes stared at the man in blue shirt standing on the cloud paper with his hand in the sky, and could not recover for a long time.

He is thin and straight, with long black hair floating casually, and a pair of black jade-like eyes shining on his slightly beautiful face. Standing on the floating clouds, like a god, overlooking all sentient beings under the city.