Vol 2 Chapter 505: King Power Road on King Power Mountain

"Resent will be bitter, parting will be bitter, I can't ask..."
Lan Lingtong rolled in the clouds and lay lazily, looking up at Gao Tian: "I hope it works..."
It is very pessimistic, and does not feel that An Qisheng, or this lower civilization can resist Russell.
The horror of the nightmare Hydra family, it knows too much.
The horror of the nightmare is that it is not just a dream, but a reality!
"Ugh......"
Sanxin Lan Lingtong sighed and closed his eyes slowly.
It had no choice, but the seemingly peaceful Mr. Monster, whose will was too tough, no one could persuade him to decide what he decided.
I only hope that even if this inferior civilization is destroyed, he can run away, otherwise he will be lost forever...
Call~
As he closed his eyes, a stream of light was invisible to the naked eye, and even a streamer that was not perceivable by the mind suddenly disappeared into nothingness.
Some people say that dreams are the release of the unconscious, some people say that dreams are illusions of sleep, some people say that dreams are a window for consciously looking at the unconscious, and others say that dreams are a preview of the crisis in the human mind.
But in either case, dreams are not a real world.
It is just because An Qisheng, who outlines this dream, is too high-minded and has a deep understanding, far exceeding all the people who are drawn into the dream.
The result of the comprehensive crushing of cognition is that An Qisheng clearly told everyone that this is just a dream, but everyone who was pulled into it could not find any flaws.
From this perspective, it is no different from the real world, because in reality, few people can see the reality of the world through appearances.
What are the real and unreal?
The only exception is the three-hearted blue spirit boy given by An Qisheng with sufficient authority.
It is not trapped by dreams. With high authority, you can even change some information in dreams. In other words, it is to manipulate dreams.
This is very simple for it.
Because there is no more logical dream, anyone who controls it can ignore logic.
Just like dreaming, a woman who can't even see her face clearly, you will subconsciously think that she is your love, and there will be no doubt.
The strangeness of Lu Li means the dream.
"Ah~"
Chu Fan sneezed.
Jiang Shili responded quickly and fled to avoid it, frowning again and again covering his nose: "You should know the purpose of my coming?"
"Cooperation."
Chu Fan shivered, and always felt a little uncomfortable. When Jiang Shili responded very much, he didn't care. He asked, "I don't have any opinions at all, but just how to cooperate?"
"Help each other."
Jiang Shili dropped his hand and his expression returned to normal: "Since your purpose is to exchange blood, I can use the relationship I can contact to help you complete it. Similarly, you have to help us complete the task."
Chu Fan's eyes flashed: "We?"
"I'm not alone in contacting me."
Jiang Shili flicked it, and three medicine bottles of different colors were already on the table: "The rush in this time did not bring the medicine. These three bottles of medicine are not in good condition, but they can increase you for a few months. Internal force..."
With that said, she seemed to get some reminder, she slightly turned her ears, and then turned the window away, no matter how she moved, she had disappeared.
"This woman has already changed her blood..."
Chu Fan was a little envious, but only a little bit.
Everyone's mission is different. Jiang Shili's difficulty is no less than him, even more difficult.
Law of Law~
At this moment, a high-pitched sound of horse hiss suddenly sounded on the long street.
"not good!"
Chu Fan was startled.
He was too familiar with the sound of the horse. This was him, not right. It was his master Fan Zimin's horse.
Stealing horses?
Chu Fan suddenly got up, jumped out of the window, and in the middle of the sky, he looked forward with his palm, caught the eaves, looked at it, and saw a masked female thief on the long street running wildly.
"Dog thief!"
As soon as Chu Fan gritted his teeth, he jumped down the fourth floor suddenly, blowing out a loud horn, and summoned another Jiao horse.
Turn over and chase away.
At this time, Chu Fan certainly didn't know what kind of "singing and crying" would happen to him.
Jiang Shili, who looked away after frowning at this scene, did not know what was waiting for him.
However, not only Jiang Shili and Chu Fan, but all dreamers will usher in a'painful memory' that has allowed them to grind their teeth for countless years.
This year, it has been called "the nightmare year" by many experienced dreamers.
.......
Huh~
Standing at the top of the mountain, Yan Changsha faced the wind and hunted for his clothes.
He stared at him, as if he could see Wang Quanshan, standing as high as two thousand feet, standing in the cold wind.
There was a breath of breath that shocked everyone.
He knew who it was.
It was two thousand years since the founding of the patriarch of King Power Dao. Among the kings and Taoists of all generations, the most shocking and brilliant people were like Jinyang in this era.
Known as poetry and painting sword wine, the only one is Li Taibai.
This is also the strongest person in this world.
He also had a task, but he did not challenge Li Taibai, but from this world, everything he heard and heard was Li Taibai. Everyone was talking about Taibai, and everyone was following Taibai.
Before leaving, wouldn’t it be a pity if I didn’t see Li Taibai?
The mountain peaks and the moon circulates, the cloud rolls and the cloud is comfortable, Yan Changsha stops for nine days, and his breath rises and falls nine times. Finally, on the tenth day, it bursts out like a star burst:
"Li Taibai..."
Rumble!
The mountain shook, the dust filled the yellow sand, the mud dragons rose from the ground, a huge barren mountain collapsed when the sound wave burst.
The majestic momentum was flowing for ten miles at once, just like a long rainbow running through the sun, falling like a meteor, striking toward the standing king wind in the standing cold wind, two thousand and one hundred feet high.
Hum~
The clouds on the top of Wangquan Mountain shattered, the cold wind screamed, and wept as if wept.
Yan Changsha felt a way of surprise, or cold, or unexpected gaze, but he seemed to be unconscious, his whole body was rolling, his eyes fixed behind Wang Quanshan.
It was a vegetable garden, where a variety of flowers, fruits and vegetables were planted, and a young man in white cloth and mud-faced man got out from among his eyes.
The wind and thunder roared to shake Wang Quanshan, but he didn't realize it, his movements were not slow.
First feed the carrot just pulled out of his hand to a screaming donkey, and wipe the palm of the donkey with a little dirt.
It wasn't until the summit of King Power shook slightly under the turbulent momentum that he raised his eyebrows slowly.
This raised eyebrow, the slight laziness before had disappeared.
Instead, it is Ling Xianyi who wants to pierce a hole in the sky and cut the earth into understanding.
At this moment, the wind stopped and the clouds stagnate.
Just as the world and the earth are at this moment, holding their breath, lest the sword of this world be frightened.
.......
Qi Yun, the genius of the Chiyun Kingdom, was defeated and lost to the top of the King Power!
A message spread all over the world and back to Chiyun Kingdom.
Some people sighed, some sneered and ridiculed, some were sad, and naturally some people felt noisy, but for more people, there was not much to talk about after a meal.
Other people's likes and dislikes are probably few people really care about.
Even the news itself was covered by a more alarming news.
That was the ancestor of King Power Road, the one who had the most talents in the world, and the great master of the unparalleled pair.
No one knows what kind of order was given by the ancestral prince who worshipped and worshipped countless people for three thousand three hundred years.
I only know that since that day, King Power Road has been like a dragon that has been sleeping for thousands of years, showing the power of the horror operation that makes the world horrible.
King Power Road has movements in all the dojos in the seven kingdoms of the world, from the Wangdu to the village.
No one knows what they did, but no one would think they did nothing.
King Power calendar 3231.
The sun-drenched summit of Wangquan Mountain is still cold and bitter, and the heights are extremely cold. It is a true portrayal of Wangquan Mountain.
Wang Quanshan itself is a huge secret to the world.
Because since 3,300 years ago, Wang Quanshan has been continually absorbing the mountains and rivers and growing, only one foot a year, seems to be very small, but 3,300 years have passed, and now Wang Quanshan has reached 3,400. Husband!
In the cold wind, it is impossible to say that ordinary people, even those with internal strength, must run their internal forces all the time. Otherwise, even if the blood exchange is successful, the real-life condensed people are very likely to be frostbitten!
But at this time, Wang Quanshan's towering hall.
A group of white-haired, or old-looking, or ragged, or Taoist men in rags and sable hats, forming a large circle, looked at the sleeping teenagers on the floor with curiosity:
"Is this the person the ancestor said to heaven? It seems nothing great..."
An old man muttered.
He is a twenty-sixth-generation king of Taoism. He has lived for nearly nine hundred years now, and his body is as strong as the sea. He is whispering, but it seems like a thunder burst.
"Not necessarily, you forgot the guy who brushed the hut for more than ten years? We stared at him for decades, but we didn’t see how the kid disappeared, but the ancestor was three thousand three hundred in advance. Even if the year is up!"
Some seemingly young people shook their heads slightly: "How dare you talk about the patriarch arbitrarily?"
"Speaking of this, I miss the little guy named Tong Zhengyang. As far as diligence is concerned, these little things are not comparable to others."
Someone was emotional.
"Huh? Is he about to wake up?"
An old-fashioned eye was quick, and he popped up at will, and the teenager's eyelids just fluttered.
But he fainted again.
"We have inherited the love of our ancestors and left the secret realm of the runner. I have forgotten the things in my mind and extended my life several times. Now, it is time for me to wait for the ancestors..."
A lot of old guys kept talking and talking, and the contemporary royal power Taoist Yuan Tingguang slowly spoke.
He is the youngest and has the lowest qualifications, but as a contemporary king of Taoism, his status is the highest. Without violating the death of the patriarch, UU reads the book www.uukanshu. The predecessor of the comm king was subject to his restrictions.
The secret realm of the runner, he said, is a singular treasure. If anyone is in it, life will pass very slowly, which will prolong life.
And as a price, divine will have to wander through the plausible dreams left by the patriarch.
Everyone nodded when they heard Yuan Tingguang's words.
"Do you think you should do it?" someone asked.
Call~
Yuan Tingguang, the king of Taoism, put on his sleeve robe, and an invisible force rolled up, and wrapped the sleeping teenager in it.
Suddenly, the hall door that had opened from the hole broke away, and suddenly the heavy cold wind broke through and disappeared on the top of King Power Mountain.
"Just do what you want."
Yuan Tingguang said so.
"Dashan!"
A group of elders also nodded their heads in agreement.
At this time, the old man who had shot the teenager before stunned suddenly thought of something: ‘I seem to have forgotten to relieve him...’
He glanced at the crowd and felt that he was still not talking well. The provincial group said he was always confused.
The problem shouldn't be big in about a day or two.
...
Ga~
Ga~
Ga~
Crows hovered above the sky, and in the deep stream, the sound of gurgling water coincided with it.
"Uh......"
Two tears flowed down the corner of Chu Fan's eyes, and great sorrow filled his heart, causing him pain and making him want to scream.
This feeling continued until he opened his eyes.
Old trees, dry vines, crows hovering, deep stream, running water, empty valley...
The consciousness gradually returned to the body, Chu Fan muttered to himself, suddenly remembered what happened before, and his heart suddenly twitched:
"I seem to have a miserable, dream, I am the protagonist among them, but tortured me..."