The Great Tao Chronicle

The sound shook the world!

Countless people feel chills, no matter whether they have martial arts or not, they can feel the resentment in that voice that can't be washed away by all the water in the world.

I don't know how far apart, Chu Fan and Feng Mingtao only felt their hearts being pulled desperately by a big hand, almost suffocating.

Feng Mingtao glanced at Chu Fan with a stiff face, unable to describe his mood at this time.

From Xuanxing to Wangquan Dreamland, it seems that he has encountered danger several times, and he has always been with this kid...

How many times has he been?

The two looked at each other and ran towards Wangquan Mountain in unison.

A collision shook the sky and the mountains and rivers collapsed. Although Wang Quan Mountain was also shaking, there was no damage. Even the individual knew where to run.

Boom!

Boom!

The air waves were emptied, and the void rolled like a sea for a while.

After a few moments of collision, the Stegosaurus shattered, turning into thousands of sword lights scattered vertically and horizontally, falling to the top of Wangquan Mountain like a meteor shower, spinning around Yuan Tingguang and others.

They suppressed a part of the giant snake with multiple dreams, and they blocked it here to prevent the giant snake's multiple dreams from being unified into one.

This is An Qisheng's plan.

Because of this, they made the right move.

The faces of the group of people were heavy, and they were looking out into the void. Naturally, the rolling air waves could not block their eyes, and they could see it clearly.

In the shattered nothingness, the faces that were smashed by the sword light, the countless faces faintly formed the face of a ferocious and terrifying giant snake:

"The illusory will eventually be unable to threaten the real."

Its sound is long, like singing.

The moment he opened his mouth, the scars on those faces had disappeared without a trace.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

On the top of Wangquan Mountain, Yuan Tingguang was shocked. This dreamland is no different from Jiufujie, and their power has no restrictions.

With a single blow, the mountains, rivers and the earth will be smashed to pieces, and the stars can be chopped into powder.

This giant snake was unscathed.

Ka Ka Ka ~

The void groaned, and a large area began to shatter, like thousands of ferocious beasts trying to get out of trouble.

"It's useless, all the power in the dream can't hurt the Nightmare Hydra family, only emotions can hurt him..."

Yuan Tingguang and others were about to make another move when Lan Lingtong's voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Ok?!"

Yuan Tingguang and others were all shocked, but they were all old Jianghu, shocked in their hearts, but their faces remained calm.

"Let him be one, and then the pain that acts on every part of him will explode, and he will fall into chaos and despair..."

Lan Lingtong hid in the void and continued to say: "When the time comes, you will take action, smash him, and seal it again..."

Yuan Tingguang's eyes flashed, but he didn't have time to think.

Because the next moment, the thousands of twisted faces in the shattered void were already roaring with endless pain,

It's one!

"what!!!"

An indescribable scream resounded throughout the world.

In an instant, Chu Fan and Feng Mingtao, who had just run to the end of the mountain road and were about to step into the mountain gate, felt darkness in front of their eyes and pain in their hearts.

There was no response, and he was shocked to death on the spot!

......

Magic City, an astronomical observatory.

"The dust storm on Mars has stopped. If there is any change, we will find out as soon as possible."

Qinglong listened to the report with an expressionless face, feeling a little restless in his mind.

As early as ten years ago, he was already the number one expert in seeing God. Ten years later, although he has not broken through that step, his mind has a very deep perception of the darkness.

Of course, he also felt the fluctuations caused by the spreading dark clouds. Not only did he feel that, in the short period of time when the dark clouds spread, many precision instruments have lost their function.

Under the chaotic magnetic field, Yinglong has fallen into a state of 'crash' for the first time since it was developed.

"Qinglong, he has already sent someone to look for Baihu and others, but we won't be able to contact him for a while."

At this moment, the neat and capable Blue Bird walked into the hall with a hint of sadness on his face: "Now, what should I do?"

Chu Fan immediately reported what happened under Wang Quan Mountain, and the Special Affairs Bureau immediately launched an investigation. Unfortunately, the intruding dark cloud paralyzed the 'Yinglong' and greatly reduced their efficiency.

You must know that the disturbance of the magnetic field is not only affected by the 'Yinglong'. At this time, where the dark clouds spread, the network and mobile phone signals have been greatly interfered with, and sometimes they are not working.

"The potential threat of the Sword of King Power is too strong to fall into the hands of a terrorist organization like Truman..."

Qinglong slowly let out a breath: "We must find out whether he has obtained the King Power Sword."

Wang Quan's dream is too big, and Wang Quan has seven swords, and the places where they were born are not far apart. Although there are many dreamers in the special affairs bureau, it is impossible to cover everything.

He expected that Truman would make a fool of himself, but he did not expect that Truman would be so daring and dare to act in front of King Power Mountain.

He is determined to not even care about his own life or death. How dangerous is such a person?

If a superpower like the King Power Sword can threaten the world, if it is mastered by such a person, it will not be a good thing for everyone.

"In this kind of weather, no matter whether it is a plane or a ship, it is impossible to travel normally. Yinglong 'positioned' Truman in the country of Italy, and it is impossible to rush there in a short time."

Qingniao was very familiar with Qinglong, and vaguely guessed his thoughts, and said, "I think that Truman has a high probability of not getting the Sword of King Power..."

"What is the probability? Are you Yinglong or Poseidon? It is about the sword of kingship, and the answer can only be 100%!"

Qinglong asked two questions.

The blue bird was at a loss for words, but he still spoke: "In short, I think the biggest threat is the monster that appeared in the 'Dream of King Power'..."

"There is no change on Mars, it is impossible for him to silently cross 400 million kilometers to Xuanxing, perhaps, is that monster also selected as the dreamer?

But when a dreamer wakes up, he will only wake up in his own body..."

Qinglong glanced at the staff who were playing with the instruments and said, "There are people guarding this place 24 hours a day, so there won't be any mistakes."

"If the captain is like this, I will go to Rome."

Jade Bird gave a military salute: "Captain Qinglong is in charge of the affairs of the special affairs bureau, and he can't move without authorization. Jade Bird promises to find out the situation!"

"..."

Qinglong paused before answering: "Forget it, let's talk about it after tonight, don't be in a hurry..."

He turned his back, looked out the window, looked at the rolling dark clouds, his eyes were faint: "The dark clouds will eventually dissipate..."

......

"Hoo~"

In Italy, Rome, in a detached villa in the suburbs, Truman suddenly turned over and sat up, his face pale as if he was drowning, and he was gasping for breath.

His body was convulsing, twitching, and the death to the extreme made his brain and body organs think that his throat had been cut.

"So, true..."

After a long, long time, Truman regained his composure, and the paleness on his face slowly faded.

His boxing skills have reached an extremely advanced level, and he can vaguely sense the 'emotions' of many organs in his body. He can feel that if he is delayed by even three minutes.

His internal organs will declare him 'brain dead'.

"The more powerful one is, the more dangerous they will be after death. If they are more powerful, sooner or later they will die in their dreams, and they will also die in reality..."

Truman opened the notebook and wrote down his findings: "The extreme strength of the body will cause the organs to rebel if they can't sense the existence of the brain..."

A lot of things are densely recorded in the notebook, from the first dream to the present, no matter how small or small.

It's just that the reason why Truman recorded this was not because he was afraid of forgetting it, but because he wanted to write a "biography".

He, a small sect in Dali, needs to spread his glorious deeds. His ultimate goal is to make his 'biography' surpass the Bible.

My own birthday becomes the new 'Christmas'.

"It's a huge loss, but it's worth it. It doesn't matter if you get the sword of kingship, some people lose their qualifications as dreamers."

In the end, Truman wrote.

Then, his palm landed on the landline beside him. Three seconds later, a call came in, and the voice on the other end was slightly trembling: "Dear Pope, we, we are all dead..."

Truman interrupted his subordinates: "Where's the stuff?"

"thing....."

The hesitant hesitation of the person on the other end of the phone suddenly made Truman have a bad thought in his heart. He spoke again, and his voice had become low:

"Where's the stuff?!"

"No, I don't know, but, maybe it's us..."

After that, Truman couldn't hear him anymore, and the phone was crushed by him.

stab~

A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, the sound of thunder rolled in the distance, and the dark clouds had spread across the ocean.

"Sword of King Power..."

Truman stood in front of the window with an expressionless face, feeling the oppression that spread from the dark clouds, and seemed to faintly see the sword of kingship hanging in the air.

After a long time, he slowly exhaled, with deep thought:

"Why can't I bring it out? Why..."

......

Boom~

Thunder roared at the top of Yangming Mountain, and electric snakes cut through the night.

The sky was so low that it was like being close to people, making everyone feel depressed. Xue Zheng stood by the lake with a condensed expression.

The dream of kingship is very different from the real world, and the biggest difference is the 'heaven and earth spirit' that pervades the world.

In Wangquan's dream, the essence of heaven and earth is far more intense than that of Xuanxing. Born in it, there is the essence of heaven and earth in every grass, tree, mountain and stone.

Being in it, whether it's cultivating internal strength or true qi, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

I don't know when it started on Xuanxing, but it seems that there is an 'essence' that is like nothing, but it is too thin, and it is not easy to supply the existence of the seeds of true energy. If you want to make progress in Xuanxing, the difficulty can be imagined. .

At this time, he felt that as the wind and clouds converged, the invisible feng shui aura between heaven and earth ~www.readwn.com~ or the changes in the magnetic field of the stars, the 'essence' on Yangming Mountain gradually became richer.

No, not just Yangmingshan, but the whole world!

Although it seems that it is far from being comparable to the 'Dream of King Power' at this time, it is gradually approaching that point!

"Does this essence also come from the dream of kingship..."

Xue Zheng stretched out his hand and felt the 'heaven and earth essence' in the humid air, and he was a little lost.

This kind of gas, originally, should not exist on the mysterious star.

He has been able to see the gods for decades, and he has been pursuing the path forward for decades. There are very few things on Xuanxing that he is not familiar with, and he is very clear about this 'heaven and earth essence'.

Originally, there was none!

"Ok?"

Silk is a long time, and it seems like a moment later.

Under the thunderclouds that had been brewing for a long time, but without the slightest rain, An Qisheng suddenly raised his head in the Huxin Pavilion, his eyes were like two heavenly swords breaking through the air.

For a time, the world seemed to light up for a moment.

In this instant, everyone on the top of Yangming Mountain changed.

That side has been hanging in the sky for more than half a year, and the 'Gate of Xenomorphism', which is familiar to everyone like the moon every night, has disappeared for some time!

Also disappearing is that sword of kingship!

And the dark clouds that have filled the sky for an unknown period of time.

"Steal my sword..."

With a soft sigh, An Qisheng slowly got up, and under everyone's attention, he climbed up the steps in the air, if he wanted to go to the sky:

"There is a price to pay!"