Chapter 677: Conquer, trigger (1)

Thirty-six 10,000-strong ships are far from the sinister city, hidden in the edge of the turbulent stream of ochre, and do not retreat or retreat, so they are so awkward.
Several of the great disciples under the shackles of the king of the king brought a thick gift, and they were cheeky in front of the slogan of the 籇王, and the request of the dead skin was seen in Qinglian Shengjun. On several occasions, Chu Tian mobilized the people to drive them away. These large disciplinary officers were allowed to fight, just like the mixed traffic in the streets of the city, and they stayed at the door.
In this case, Chu Tian is too lazy to take care of them, directly open the Capricorn map to ban the shackles, and isolate the inside and outside news.
The escaping city officials who had escaped were dragged back by their families. They were skilled in taking care of all matters, and a palace building that was destroyed by chaos was also repaired in a very short time.
The bureaucrats belonging to these evil spirits were even more careful to send representatives to see Chutian, but like the emissaries of the king, they were also locked in the line and could not take a step.
Chu Tian knows the thoughts of these guys. They have heard of the name of ‘青莲圣君’, and they all think that Chutian is the descendant of Qinglian Shengzun. The bureaucrats of these evil spirits, their life and death, honor and disgrace, glory and wealth are among the thoughts of Qinglian Shengzun, and there are fierce and sorrowful young people who are suspected of Qinglian Shengzun. They naturally have to rush to please sell them. .
However, Chu Tian is too lazy to give these guys a chance to sell.
The king of the king was wounded by Chutian, and millions of subordinates were also severely wounded by Chutian Jianguang. He did not dare to stay in the eyelids of the evil city Chutian, and he was stunned with a group of subordinates hiding into the turbulent stream. .
It’s just that this guy obviously didn’t dare to leave it. The thirty-six giant ships were parked outside the city of Xie Xie, apparently still holding the 'Qinglian Shengjun’ for their own use. By the way, the count of '籇王' thought.
The king of the king is counting on people, and Chu Tian is counting them. Under the influence of the subconsciousness of Chutian's "Dream of Dreams", when Wang Wang took the brigade and left the city, he was sent to the king of the evil spirits in order to please the king. one's gift.
Gold and silver jewels, spirits and spirits, the king is not lacking, so the heads of these evil spirits, specifically to pick some of the rare things of the Tianyu specialties sent to the past, naturally including the previous days Chutian All kinds of exotic flowers and plants sold in Qionghua Building.
These exotic flowers and plants are delicious and cute, and there are all kinds of strange and strange effects. The king saw it. Although he did not take these flowers and plants as one thing, he also selected hundreds of pots of the most beautiful and magnificent flowers and plants. In and out of your own palace.
Thirty-six large ships fly on the boat, since the king of the king, countless disciplines of the temple belong to the healing of the medicinal herbs, sitting in their living room, closed eyes, rest and recovery.
Thirty-six flying boats raised all the defensive arrays and bans, and the forbidden formations of the 36 flying boats were integrated into one, which was enough to resist the attack of the masters. In addition, here is the city of the evil spirits, the town of Qinglian Shengzun is famous, and there is no fear that the evil spirits will dare to come to the chaos.
Therefore, all the people in the temple of the commandment are assured to enter the realm of empty mind, one by one to digest the power of meditation, and to resist the erosion of the force of death in Chutianjianqi.
Unconsciously, the millions of pots and flowers that were sent by the dignitaries of the sinister city grew silently, and the flowers bloomed with more gorgeous flowers, and the grass became more It is slender, more moist, and more vivid.
A dream is like a dandelion seed, and it constantly flies out of these exotic flowers. With the long and heavy breathing of the king and the temple, these seeds are slowly flying to their side. They inhaled themselves in the body.
In the line of 'Wang Wang', Chu Tianpan is sitting in the middle of the main hall. He is working hard to run the "Dream of Dreams". The soul of the gods is so loud that he sings the scriptures of the gods, and countless golden and red dragon heads Flying around his gods.
In the void, more and more filaments come from far away, and they are constantly infused into a faint blue glazed lamp. The golden and red diminishing lights are boiling in the lamp, blue and red. The lights are so bright, and the golden glow in the red lights is getting more and more blazing.
Numerous creatures who were implanted in dreams, some of which were unconsciously used by Chu Tian, ​​were filled with the great faith and infused into the sly dreams.
The king of the king sat in the palace, and a group of young and beautiful maids stood cautiously in the corner of the palace.
A dream planted into the mind of the king, and the dark golden light in the mind of the king suddenly appeared. A hexagonal pagoda with a height of nine layers was suspended in the mind of the king. The dark golden pagoda was more than a hundred small. The treasures spurt countless cold light, turning into a thick light net to protect the soul of the king.
The dream is slow and flies to the soul of the king.
The pagoda that guards the mind of the king of the king is obviously a treasure. He feels that the danger from the instincts is constantly approaching the king, but he can't find the existence of the dream!
The grade of "Dream of Dreams" is better than the one of this pagoda. Wang Wang himself did not personally preside over this pagoda. The pagoda's own active defense has no threat to the dream.
Not to mention that there is a lot of faith in the mind that has been injected into this dream. This ordinary dream has become very different. Under the infusion of tens of billions of creatures, this dream has entered. The soul of the king, implanted in his soul field, has become a 'necessary' and 'absolute' prescribed by the law of the road!
Closed eyes, the king who carefully repaired the body injury suddenly grinned.
In his mind, countless light and shadow flickering, pure mana repair to reach a million robbery, but also has long since entered the path of development, but the realm is slightly lower, now can only barely mobilize the two different avenues of the righteous power Wang Hao fell.
Just like the large and small bureaucrats of the evil city, like the billions of creatures in the evil city, the king fell.
Numerous lights and shadows flashed in the mind of the king, and the king was immersed in a deep dream, from the memory of his mother's belly before his birth, to everything he had experienced so far, the myriad of memory fragments from the deepest memory The flood of upstairs, intertwined into a fascinating dream enveloped the soul of the king.
The spirit of the king of the king lost all his defense and vigilance in the dream. It was like a city that opened the gate and demolished the wall. The empty souls of Chu Tian’s souls were killed in his mind. Out.
A subconscious seed is planted in the soul field of the king.
The king suddenly smiled quietly: "Well, Qinglian Shengjun is really a gentleman. This person is my friend. I can only make friends and not offend."