The Art of the Great Sword

The Hell Force has a quasi-emperor strongman in charge. With his current cultivation, if he were to confront the leader of the Hell Force, he would definitely die.

After all, he didn't know whether the power of the Heavenly Dao in this dream world could have an impact on the strongman in the quasi-emperor realm.

He didn't want to joke with his life!

Zhen'er heard Fang Qingyang's words and knew that he would no longer put her in his small world. A smile gradually appeared on her face.

As long as she could follow Fang Qingyang, she could see different scenery. Even if she listened to his words and deeds, she could embark on the path of cultivation!

Just when Zhen'er had such thoughts in her heart, a terrifying power had already come from the cracks in time and space.

This momentum was far more powerful than the momentum of those peak reincarnation realm monks who descended before.

There is no doubt that the existence that exudes this terrifying momentum now is likely to be the leader of the Hell Force!

The leader of the Hell Force is at least in the quasi-emperor realm. If this strongman completely descends into this dream world, how should she deal with it?

Without any hesitation, Fang Qingyang immediately mobilized the power of the heaven in this dream world and suppressed the place where the breath of the leader of the hell force descended.

In an instant, all the power of the dream world was mobilized by Fang Qingyang and gathered around the space-time rift.

Just when he mobilized the power, a terrifying energy wave was transmitted from the space-time rift.

A breathtaking power suddenly burst out from the space-time rift and spread straight to the surroundings.

The destructive energy wave escaped at this moment, and Fang Qingyang only felt that the blocking power he had mobilized in the past was heading towards annihilation under the impact of this power.

Realizing the situation he was facing now, Fang Qingyang changed color slightly.

This time he took the initiative to attack, and he also wanted to test the ultimate power of this dream world.

And now, when the power of the heaven he mobilized in the past was impacted by the terrifying power, it actually had a tendency to collapse directly.

But before, when dealing with those peak reincarnation realm masters from the forces of hell, the power of heaven in this dream world could clearly crush those peak reincarnation realm cultivators.

Why now, just facing a quasi-emperor realm cultivator, this power of heaven has a tendency to be unable to resist?

"What happened?"

"Another strong man has arrived. Isn't our dream world a blocked world?"

"The energy fluctuations emanating from the space-time rift are stronger than the momentum emitted by the previous reincarnation realm masters!"

"Could it be that a strong man above the reincarnation realm has taken action?"

"..."

For the creatures living in this dream world, the impact of the terrifying momentum they feel now is very large.

Before, when they learned that Fang Qingyang controlled this dream world, many cultivators were full of jealousy and even murderous intent towards Fang Qingyang.

But now, facing this terrifying momentum suddenly emanating from the space-time rift, they hope that Fang Qingyang can intercept this terrifying force.

The dream world has always been their habitat. Once this dream world is destroyed, what can these monks living in the dream world do?

Fang Qingyang is also facing tremendous pressure at this time. A strong man who is suspected to be in the quasi-emperor realm personally takes action. When the power of the other party bursts out, Fang Qingyang feels that he can hardly resist.

The heavenly power he mobilized has no way to resist when facing the forces of hell.

Now, he only feels that the fire of his life is trembling.

There is a breath leaking out and acting on him.

As the controller of this dream world, he is also a cultivator in the first calamity of reincarnation realm, but he feels that he may be destroyed at any time when facing the pressure of momentum under the current situation.

The gap between the reincarnation realm and the quasi-emperor realm is so huge?

"This is the dream world, my world!"

Fang Qingyang whispered, and his mind moved, and he once again mobilized the heavenly power of this dream world and directly covered himself.

In an instant, the terrifying power he felt disappeared without a trace.

Then, rolling thunder filled the space-time rift, and each thunder contained the power of destruction, attacking the space-time rift.

The space-time rift is the only place in the dream world that is not completely controlled by Fang Qingyang.

This space-time rift is like a scar in the dream world, unless it is directly repaired and the entire space-time rift is completely closed.

But for Fang Qingyang now, he feels that even if he mobilizes all the power of this dream world, he is afraid that he will not be able to repair this space-time rift.

In this case, he can only cover the space-time rift with thunderstorms.

As long as the quasi-emperor realm strongman from the hell force dares to come through it, he will inevitably face the attack of this thunderstorm.

"Bug, you angered me."

When Fang Qingyang blocked the space-time rift with a thunderstorm, a voice full of hatred came from the space-time rift.

Along with it, there was a powerful spiritual storm, which was like a wave, rushing towards the direction where Fang Qingyang was.

The rolling thunder seemed to be able to annihilate all energy. When Fang Qingyang felt the soul attack coming towards him, he once again intensified the power of the thunderstorm and began to disintegrate the soul attack.

At this time, the thunderstorm seemed to be a layer of barriers, isolating the soul attack coming towards him.

Not long after, he clearly felt that the soul storm coming from the center of the space-time rift had been completely disintegrated.

"Although I can't completely control the situation around this space-time rift, this space-time rift is after all a part of the dream world. I can still mobilize the power of the dream world to disintegrate these attacks!"

Fang Qingyang said to himself, and he didn't pay any attention to the angry voice!

"Bug, you have seized the greatest opportunity of this dream world. You killed my son and slaughtered my high-level hell. I will not let you go!"

At this time, the voice once again reached Fang Qingyang's ears.

Then, a blood-colored spear suddenly appeared in the center of the space-time rift, carrying a strong breath of death, and killed Fang Qingyang.

Boom boom...

When the blood-colored spear penetrated the thunderstorm area, the thunderstorms immediately attacked the spear that was coming to kill it. The destructive force fell on the blood-colored spear, quickly disintegrating the power filled in the spear!