Chapter 868 Nanke's Dream

Gradually, Zhong Yuan's double move was also twisted into a huge whirlpool. The thunder beasts that rushed down from the sky poured in like a tide, and they could not fill it up, making it stop running.

At the same time, Zhong Yuan [body]'s work of washing the pure yang to the yuan god was also completed quickly. Soon, the yuan god was already pure yang dirt, making him feel that he was extremely clear and happy.

At this time, when the work of Yuanshen washing the pure sun was about to be completed, the sky suddenly darkened. Although the previous sky, because of the disaster of the clouds, has been very dim, but at this moment, it is different. This kind of dimness not only affects his senses, but also directly on his shen.

Thousands of strange extraterritorial demons suddenly appeared, as if in the battle, the army charged and attacked Zhong Yuan. For a moment, the endless sound of strange roars resounded through the world, just like a tide, trying to drown people. Many monks who watched the ceremony listened, and there were many visions in the yuan gods, which was difficult to calm down.

Zhong Yuan has not experienced this kind of experience by relying on the protection of Wen Yulian huā for ten thousand years. Therefore, relatively speaking, his yuan spirit is the weakest in this regard. Therefore, all kinds of illusions produced in his halm are the most numerous. It can be said that the seven emotions and six desires are all in it. However, after all, Zhong Yuan is a person with an extremely firm mind, so he still firmly adheres to the last trace of reason.

It is this trace of reason that allows it to open the eyes of life and death of its own achievements.

In an instant, Zhong Yuan's eyes evolved, and his left eye turned into white eyes, without a trace of black: his right eye turned into a black pupil, without a trace of white.

In the white eyes, the light flashed, as if with an endless **. Originally, the extraterritorial demons who rushed straight to the top of Zhong Yuan, turned one after another and came in front of him.

At a distance of about ten feet, in the black pupils, wisps of wisps, like virtual and real. If there is no black light, it pours out like a rainstorm. As if on the battlefield, sharp arrows kill. In an instant, countless extraterritorial demons were shot by the black light and turned into smoke and dust The stars in the sky are floating in the void.

These light spots, there is no doubt that they are the original particles of the god of the devil. Zhong Yuan will naturally not waste it. He quickly ingests them and integrates them into the eyes of life and death. The power of the eyes of life and death has not been weakened by this, but has become more and more powerful.

After watching this scene, everyone who was originally worried was relieved and said to himself, "The leader of the alliance is worthy of being the leader of the alliance, and there are many cards"...

They praised here. They didn't know, but Zhong Yuan cursed over there, "Even if I offended you before, you don't have to retaliate against me so much!" I don't transition to a fairy disaster, there are so many demons in the lower world. If I cross the golden fairy disaster, you still have to move!" In fact, although it was difficult to deal with it, it was not too hard, but he did not dare to take it lightly. Because he found that what was swept away by his speech were all the little devils, the real devil, and he hadn't seen one appear yet!

And obviously, those demons will never be killed so easily once they appear. Of course, Zhong Yuan was not afraid because of this, but secretly made ten thousand years of warm jade,

Lianhuā is ready for a rainy day.

The second wave of natural disasters gradually began to weaken, and the speed derived from the thunder mythical beast also slowed down greatly. Zhong Yuan dealt with it, but it became more and more relaxed. Soon, the clouds above the sky also burst into dissipated. At the same time, the demons that had been entangled before also disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

Zhong Yuan exhaled secretly. Just as he was about to adjust his state and prepare for the third wave, the last wave of catastrophe, he suddenly found that he had changed to another place and lay on the roadside.

Under me, it is no longer the golden fairy crossing peak of the Three Gorges, but a straight and open asphalt road. On both sides, there are many high-rise buildings, neon flashing: crowds, vehicles, from south to north, through the edges: all kinds of sounds, all in the ears, extremely noisy.

At that time, Zhong Yuan was shocked and sensed himself. As a result, don't say anything about yuanshen and magical power. Even the most basic meridians can't be sensed. He is completely an ordinary person.

Look at yourself again. Your clothes are burnt black and can't cover your body, but it's like being struck by lightning. Could it be that the memories in my mind are just Nanke's dream, but I have read too many novels. In fact, I am still an ordinary graduate of a third-rate university, and I have to find an ordinary job that can only make a living a plain life?

Thinking of the infinite scenery in his memory, Zhong Yuan was unwilling.

"People say that when it is true, it is true, and when it is true, it is true! If this is a dream, why should I wake up? I'd rather live in that wonderful and infinite fake world?

"What is the alliance leader doing? Why can't you resist at all? Even if Ran is strong, he can't stand such a thunderstorm!" Maybe the alliance leader is enchanted?" How is it possible to be enchanted? Didn't you see that the alliance leader just showed his magic power and swept the heavenly demons invincible?

"What we see is only what we see, and what we don't see, it will only be more! If you can't keep it, now it's someone who took action for the devil! After all, the foundation of the alliance leader is absolutely enough!"

"So what should we do? Do you want to find a way to remind the alliance leader?

"What can you think of? Unless it is to destroy this disaster, then this magic disaster can only be crossed by the alliance leader himself!" "Then we look at it like this?" Let's watch it first! Anyway, with the strong body of the alliance leader, it will be okay for a while. Besides, haven't you seen the seven incarnations of the alliance leader, and none of them have appeared?

"That's true. Our worries are really a little early!"

At this moment, the sky has completely turned into blood, and the endless blood-red clouds condensed together to form an eyeball about the size of a hundred feet, fine, twisted lightning, and cut down from it in a hurry.

These lightnings, except for the strange red, are nothing different. However, anyone who watches the ceremony can feel the huge power contained in it. Many people estimate that if they had encountered such a natural disaster at the beginning, they were afraid that if they really couldn't get a few, they would be hit hard.

Now, Zhong Yuan has been hit dozens of times in a row. Except for the slightly dark skin, there is no difference at all. In this case, a group of monks who watched the ceremony had a deeper understanding of the strength of their own alliance leader's body.

"Little brother, don't compete here. I'll tell you the truth. There is no true Taoist priest in this Taoist temple. Learn Taoism here. Don't say that you want to become an immortal. Even if you are a self-defense skill, you can't learn it." When Zhong Yuan heard this, he went down the mountain in gloom.

"Oh, it's not that poverty doesn't accept you. It's really that you don't have the foundation to cultivate immortals. There is no hope in your life! Cultivation is the most rooted, and the root is not good. There is no way to get started!"

"Is it true that there is no hope at all?" Zhong Yuan asked.

"No, if there is, the world is not full of immortals!"

Zhong Yuan had no choice but to leave again.

Looking at the back of Zhong Yuan's departure, the old man's face changed. He spit fiercely at the ground and whispered, "Don't you know what you're thinking when you're poor? If you want to rob this wild view of business with me, there is no way!" What era is it? You still want to become an immortal. You can't be a time-travelling back from ancient times!"

"Is all this really an unrealistic fantasy? My fate is just a fluttering mortal people, living an ordinary life!"

After walking around the world for three years, Zhong Yuan, who visited countless Taoist temples and still had nothing to get, said to himself quite muddle-headedly.

"With the infinite excitement of the dream, how can I live this kind of life? In this case, it's better to stop here and live in the afterlife!"

Just walked to Zhong Yuan on the edge of the cliff. When he thought about it, he was about to step forward and jump down. At this moment, the moment he was about to jump, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"How can I even have the idea of suicide? I dominate the world and crush all immortals. Can I die so namelessly?" With this idea, between the chest, the momentum of the world spontaneously escaped, and in an instant, it filled the whole body.

Under the urging of this momentum, although Zhong Yuan still can't feel half of the power in his body, he seems to have become the supreme master of that person.

No, it's not like, but he, the leader of the Tongtian League.

At this moment, he realized, and he suddenly realized, "It turns out that the infinite wonderful is the real me, and everything in front of me is Nanke's dream!" I don't know, which demon is here? Do you dare to come out and see it?

Zhong Yuan stood on the cliff, with his body straight, looking at the void and roaring loudly.

The roar roared and echoed between the valleys. It did not attract the desired response at all, but it was scolded by many tourists.

"Who is going crazy?" Which bastard is screaming, which scared me!" In the face of this, Zhong Yuan's firmness in his heart has not changed at all. He smiled indifferently and said, "Since you don't want to come out, I have to force you out!"

While talking, Zhong Yuan sat down cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.