Cultivation of Immortals Lu Yuan

Chapter 250 Two Final Battle ([-])

"A dream, a dream... you know what kind of dream I'm dreaming of. The dream is thousands of years old. What year is it? I've forgotten it for too long, even myself..."

Yemeng Laojun is an old man, with a trance-like expression, looking at the blue sky, with a strategy in his chest and a brilliant Chinese in his belly, all of which turned into huge dreams behind him.

In the dream, there are countless people crowded together.

"When I fall into a dream, everything will be reincarnated!"

The gourd in Yemeng Laojun's hand instantly burst into a formation of swords, guns and swords, clanging.

A series of thunder explosions, like thunderbolts, erupted in the formation.

Reincarnation!

"Chu Wudao, I am very pleased that you can achieve this fruit!"

Yemeng Laojun shouted loudly: "But, it's still not enough, you're still not enough to ascend!!!"

"What the master taught is!"

Chu Wudao shook his head: "I have practiced quietly and meditated for dozens of years, but I am only a virtual fairy. Now I want to cross the gap between life and death, cut off the catastrophe, and reach the sky in one step. It is even more difficult, even if I have a heavenly weapon to help!"

"That's right. You know this in your heart. It's for me that you came to take Sanhua Bulaofang by force. It's a straight road, and no one can change it... You follow Lin Shaofan to the fairyland, and you are in the fairyland. At the end, I found a stone pillar called 'Life and Death Reincarnation Brush'! On the place of this brush, light 49 pillars of red incense, and when the seven stars return to their positions, it will be the day of my resurrection from the previous life!"

"Master...you are..."

"Don't talk more!"

With a wave of Yemeng Laojun's sleeve, a muddy dreamland leaped out, forming a black sphere that was getting bigger and bigger.

On the sphere, flashes burst out with various colors of light.

Dreams, nightmares, some are bland, some are vigorous.

"This is the condensation of what I have learned all my life. Give it to you, and you will be able to ascend!"

With a flick of Yemeng Laojun's finger, the muddy dreamland immediately enveloped Chu Wudao!

"Master!..."

Chu Wudao is not stupid. Hearing the words of Yemeng Laojun, he has already guessed the cause and effect.

"Just what I said, remember!"

Old Monarch Yemeng smiled fiercely.

"The Great Dream Returns to the Ruins!!"

Scoff! ! ! ...

His whole body seemed to be torn open with a knife, and a knife formed a gap.

rustling rustling...

Urgent winds came from all directions.

"This is... Thousands of years ago, the Dream Demon Monarch's 'Great Dream Returns to the Ruins!'"

Fire Cloud Sword God said impressively.

"Impossible, impossible! The soul of the Demon Lord of Dreams was returned to the ruins by the great dream of Jiutianxuan'? You are the reincarnation of the Demon Lord of Dreams!!!"

The girl was torn apart and sealed in four places... never to be reborn..."

"Huoyun Sword God, you were just a junior back then, how could you understand this big game of chess? Even on the lotus platform, you may not be able to see it clearly!"

Yemeng Laojun laughed loudly: "Life and Death Reincarnation Brush, Xianluo Haoguangyu, Samsung Sword, Yongyue Immortal Mansion... but they are all slander, you juniors, how can you understand it thoroughly!"

scoff! ! !

More and more wind poured into the gap in Yemeng Laojun's body!

"Welcome to my dream world!!"

Huoyun Sword God was actually torn apart and pulled into Laojun Yemeng's body!

"Hahahahaha delicious, delicious!..."

woo woo woo woo……

Yemeng Laojun disappeared.

The Fire Cloud Sword God disappeared.

To be precise, it was Laojun Yemeng who used himself to eat Huoyun Sword God.

In other words, it was Laojun Yemeng who brought Huoyun Sword God into his dream.

In the dream, the two will fight endlessly.

rumbling...

Thunderstorm.

In the mundane world, ordinary people unexpectedly had the same dream tonight!

In the dream, two people were fighting.

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"Sanhuabulaofang, I've got it."

Yan Zige and Mu Jian are frivolous.

San Hua Bu Lao Fang has been taken down from the main altar of the Universal Sword Sect.

Among them, the magnificence is the power of the wishes of all living beings, the Mahayana beings, the steaming people, the wishes in the heart, the desire for immortality, whether it is envy or fear, they all merge into it.

"Chu Wudao, you are so sad, you have failed your master."

Chu Wudao got out of the mud, and his eyes were stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

"En... the strength Master gave me has greatly increased my merits and virtues. I am blessed and promising. I... feel a strong internal force surging in my chest. I can break free from the shackles at any time and ascend to immortality."

"Let's go, with Lin Shaofan."

Yan Zige smiled.

Peach blossoms are like fire, burning half the world.