Chapter 88 Dream or Real

The sky is covered by dark clouds and there is a fierce battle on the ground. Gunpowder and broken halberd are all over the earth. Countless corpses are everywhere. The air of the earth is filled with an extremely strong smell of blood, and the aura in the heavens and the earth and the rules of the road are so chaotic that they are scarce.

Zhao Feng stood on the ground blankly and ignorantly surrounded by gunpowder smoke. He couldn't see the distance clearly. The loss of color in his eyes was like the rampage, and he completely lost consciousness.

"Kill it." Suddenly, a voice cut through the smoke, and at the same time, countless soldiers wearing two different armor appeared on both sides of the earth.

The soldiers on both sides seemed not to see Zhao Feng standing in the middle of the battlefield. The sound of blood splashing weapons colliding with each other sounded everywhere.

Countless practitioners in the sky are also fighting fiercely. Countless practitioners fell from the sky and countless rules of the road turned into substance and then smashed.

Zhao Feng, who was in the middle of the battlefield, looked at the surrounding scene with his gray pupils. He slowly raised his left hand and pointed to the sky with the true spirit in his luck.

Pang

With a loud noise, a beam of light rushed up to the sky and blew away the smoke and dark clouds in the sky. Near Zhao Feng and the beam, both the ordinary soldiers on the ground and the practitioners in the sky all fell to the ground or fell to the ground. The distant practitioners and ordinary soldiers hurriedly retreated and looked at Zhao Feng in the center of the battlefield in horror.

The beam of light rushed straight up and blew away the dark clouds in the sky, making the sun shrouded the earth again, but at this time, it was not Haoyang in the sky because there was no trace of blue light in the sun.

Zhao Feng looked at the painful expression on the face of the sun in the sky, and slowly some memory fragments began to cross his mind.

"Ah" a roar is like the roar of 100,000 King Kong and the roar of 100,000 demon gods, which resounds through the whole battlefield and produces extremely powerful sound waves.

After hearing the sound wave in the whole battlefield, countless ordinary soldiers and low-level practitioners all fainted to the ground. At this time, Zhao Feng still covered his head with his hand and the fragments of memories were scratching through his mind all the time.

xiu...

Suddenly, the two beams on the left and right sides directly shot at Zhao Feng's speed clearly with the naked eye. Zhao Feng suddenly turned his face and stretched out his hands directly to block the two beams.

Although the true qi in the two speed of light Zhao Feng's hands was blocked, it still rotated and impacted quickly, but the two beams slowly disappeared with the passage of time.

At this time, the smoke in the distance of the battlefield also dissipated a lot because of these two beams of light. In the thick smoke, I faintly saw a high platform and a figure standing on the high platform did not see the true face of the figure clearly because of the thick smoke.

But all the soldiers on both sides of the horse knelt down and shouted long live, and the practitioners in the sky also saluted silently.

Zhao Feng looked at both sides and took a step. After this step, the battlefield began to break like a mirror and slowly fell into darkness. However, when the second step took the darkness, he began to slowly reorganize another picture.

In this picture, the sky is extremely clear and bright although it is not as bright as the sun, but the earth is like a Shura field, there is a clear contrast between the sky and the earth.

Zhao Feng turned his head and looked at the incomparable edge of the earth. A ladder connecting the sky appeared, and a huge portal slowly appeared in the distant sky, and countless lights shot out of the door. While the light was shining, Zhao Feng faintly saw that countless figures in the door fell down and then turned into dust in mid-air, and a figure on the stairs was walking to the door step by step.

Whenever the figure walked up the stairs, the stairs behind him disappeared, and at this time, there was a sudden sound of sacrifice on the ground in the distance.

Zhao Feng couldn't hear the appearance in the voice, but he felt that the voice seemed to praise some great existence.

Slowly, the figure has approached the door in the sky, and the body will no longer fall out of the door. When the figure stepped up the last ladder, Zhao Feng felt that the figure looked in his direction and then stepped into the door. After the figure stepped into the door, the door was slowly closing. As the door closes, the sky begins to darken slowly, and the earth has been completely shrouded in darkness.

When Zhao Feng looked up at the dark sky and slowly stretched out his hand like the battlefield in front of him, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him. The figure stretched out his palm and gently pushed Zhao Feng instinctively wanted to resist, but suddenly his body could not move. As the palm pushed him, the scene around him broke into darkness like a mirror, and because the color of the palm suddenly turned black without any color, and Zhao Feng also regained consciousness because of this push.

Zhao Feng, who regained consciousness, was extremely surprised when she looked around the darkness, and the two pictures she had just experienced were still fresh in her memory. I don't care where I am now and think about the picture I just saw and the people in the picture, especially the person who ascended to the sky in the second picture is undoubtedly Qingtian Haoyang.

"These are not what you know now." Suddenly, a voice in the dark directly interrupted Zhao Feng in meditation.

"Who" Zhao Feng said on guard.

Slowly, a figure is slowly emerging in the dark, but the figure can't see the real face as if it were in a distant time and space.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhao Feng asked alertly,

"It doesn't matter who I am. It's important that you are experiencing something in your dream now, but these things don't belong to you or don't belong to you now," the figure said.

Zhao Feng listened and said, "What on earth do you want to say?"

"Real history is always tampered with and deleted by the winner, but the process of history will not stop. In the coming years, the person who determines the real direction of history will appear, and his guardian will protect him from moving forward and growing. All evils begin in the invisible history, and those who inherit the glorious blood and soul will eliminate the most primitive sins.

The figure did not answer Zhao Feng's words, but narrated an oral statement. After Zhao Feng heard the figure's sentence, countless questions appeared in her mind.

Slowly, Zhao Feng found the keyword from the figure's sentence, but these few keywords could not be inferred from it at all. Zhao Feng just wanted to ask why the figure appeared in front of him. Obviously, he was far away from him a second, but he was in front of him.

When Zhao Feng looked at the figure, the figure gently pushed himself with his hand. At this time, Zhao Feng, who was lying in the back of the college, suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he saw the face of the figure when the figure pushed him, and the face surprised him because it was himself.

Lin Zicong and Tuo Man by the bed saw that Zhao Feng woke up with a surprised look on his face. Then Lin Zichun stepped to Zhao Feng and grabbed Zhao Feng's pulse and looked at Zhao Feng's body.

"How can it be," Lin Zichun said in surprise.

"What's the matter, uncle," Tuo Man asked.

"The heart of Qihai Dan and the meridians have completely recovered. Although they are still in the realm of knowing their fate, the true qi is twice as strong as before." Lin Zichun looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.

At this time, Zhao Feng, who was still surprised, slowly calmed down and looked at Lin Zichun and Tuo Man and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with me, second brother"

Lin Zichun looked at Zhao Feng and took a deep breath and said the matter. Of course, some of them were not said. When Zhao Feng heard about Nangong Qing's death, Zhao Feng's eyes were extremely dim.

Lin Zichun and Tuo Man both retreated after seeing Zhao Feng's expression. Outside the house, rhubarb still ate the chicken in the pot and flew down to peck rhubarb from time to time.

"Uncle," Tuo Man, who left the house, looked at Lin Zichun and shouted.

"There are some things that can't be said or he shouldn't know now." Lin Zichun said, ignoring Tuo Man and leaving the yard. Tuo Man took a look at the house and followed Lin Zichun to leave the yard.

The old man in the attic in the front yard of the college gently closed the ancient book, turned his head and looked at the back mountain and smiled and put the ancient book back on the shelf.