Ancient Godly Monarch

Deep in the Dark Forest, there is very little where the Human Race is set, and there is a hillside.

Here, there is no monster qi, it is a piece of Pure Land.

On the hillside, there is another boulders, boulders, there is a figure lying there, it is Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian doesn’t know where he is, he only knows how to guard his will.

Twelve’s serial solution, Uncle Black had warned him not to enter the Yuan Palace, he couldn’t take the needle, and the bloodline broke out. He couldn’t stand it. The last time, because of the care of the Emperor Star Academy, he was safe. This time, he not only applied the needle, but the body itself was greatly traumatized, and he could not be dying.

Qin Wentian has no strength at the moment, and can only maintain vitality with a strong will.

“Dream can be practiced.”

Qin Wentian knows that the person of Martial Dao, strength can make life strong, he wants to live, he must first restore the strength in the body, there is life, however, he suddenly found that this space, as if isolated from the heavens and the earth, he could not Sensing the Stellar Martial Constellation, it is impossible to introduce Astral Power into the body.

This kind of situation makes Qin Wentian a little desperate, there is no energy in the body, and after a few days, he can even starve to death.

“Here, don’t tell me will be the place where I buried.” Qin Wentian is unwilling, he can’t die.

He wants to break the restraint of this space, and the strong obsession allows him to create a strong sense of dreams and spy on this space.

Above the empty earth, it is so helpless to be alone on the boulders. However, at this moment, in the dream, he saw a mountain looming, and stood in the distance, directly into the Vault of Heaven.

“This is not my dream.” Qin Wentian trembled inside, and then there were mountains and peaks. Until the nine ancient peaks of Vault of Heaven were wrapped around the hillside, Qin Wentian was full of shock.

Ninth Peak is like a thing outside the sky, it is uncertain, is it all true or a dream?

Qin Wentian himself has been unclear.

Mindfulness, Qin Wentian saw a picture, a middle-aged man wearing azure clothes, he wandered the horizon, came to the hillside, seeing the picturesque scenery, he slept on the hillside boulders.

Under this sleep, Ninth Peak was born around the hillside, and then, in Ninth Peak, there was an infinite picture.

Every picture is constantly flowing, Qin Wentian is dizzying. He sees a middle-aged hand picking up the stars in the sky. He sees azure clothes. The middle-aged sword cuts off the mountains and rivers. He also sees the middle-aged in the picture. One finger broke the hole in Tianzhu.

However, everything seems to be a dream.

Woke up in the middle age, patted the dust on his body, smiled and walked away, and he was not too busy.

And the mountain peaks disappeared.

“A dream can swim in the heavens and the earth, a dream can be seen in ancient and modern times, a dream in the stars to win the moon, a dream in my most crazy, a dream in life, why not be dazzling, do a spring and autumn dream.”

In the azure clothes, the older laughed, sprinkled, on the hillside boulders, leaving a big dream of spring and autumn.

“Do a spring and autumn dream.”

Qin Wentian’s heart is slightly fluctuating. His consciousness moves towards a mountain peak, and the mountain peaks are constantly flowing. In an instant, Qin Wentian feels a suction coming and swallows his consciousness.

He found that he was already in the picture of this mountain. Here, it seems that a dream is recorded.

Azure clothes middle-aged incarnation Kunpeng, soaring in the sky between the ground, the huge pupils suddenly move towards him, Qin Wentian only feels that the pair of demon 鐪?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼?浼糀 scream, Qin Wentian seems to be dying.

“No…” Qin Wentian screamed in his heart, and he survived in the world with a sense of consciousness.

“It’s a dream, why do I fear this temperament.”

Qin Wentian suddenly looked forward, not afraid of the enchanting, as if thousands of Guanghua penetrated his body, but still can not move his heart.

Kunpeng soars between the heavens and the earth, riding the wind, the speed of who fights.

Qin Wentian has been violently fluctuating in his heart. His consciousness has withdrawn from this picture, and then he has entered the second mountain. Within that mountain, azure clothes are incarnation Ancient Deity, hands are picking stars, heaven and earth collapse, Qin Wentian does not seem to Knowing how many times he died, he endured the meaning of destruction again and again, but he was conscious of his strongest will.

The third ancient peak, azure clothes, refers to the broken mountain river, pointing out that the world is broken and everything is destroyed.

The fourth ancient peak, azure clothes, landslides and tsunami surges.

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The ninth ancient peak, azure clothes, looked at the ages at a glance, and all the creatures would be destroyed at his sight.

Qin Wentian doesn’t know how many times he has experienced the pain of dying. Under such pressure, he is like the gravel in the desert. It is so insignificant. However, he still keeps his life.

Nine ancient peaks, nine kinds of Heaven’s Will, each with the ability to destroy the Heavens and exterminating the Earth.

Qin Wentian consciously returned, sighed, a good dream of spring and autumn.

Although azure clothes have a dream in the middle age, the strength is extraordinary, but Qin Wentian does not believe that the nine peaks are true.

As the middle-aged said, life dreams, why not make a big spring and autumn dream.

“Nine ancient peaks, nine dreams, why aren’t the nine abilities of azure clothes in middle age?” Qin Wentian whispers in his heart, every game has the ability to destroy the Heavens and exterminating the Earth, but can’t be azure clothes Middle-aged will enlarge their abilities to the limit and be a spring and autumn dream.

“The Wizards.”

Qin Wentian sighed, this azure clothes middle age, is definitely a wizard.

He once thought that Great Dream Astral Soul needed a specific cultivation technique divine ability, perhaps to play its strength, but azure clothes gave him a huge shock.

Dream, itself is a kind of strength, the strength of the dream, can be everywhere.

Qin Wentian seriously comprehend, but now he calms down, not so scared to death, he will not die, this obsession, getting stronger.

鈥淒oing a big dream in the spring and autumn.鈥?Qin Wentian murmured, holding the glimpse of consciousness, comprehend Ninth Peak scroll, and doing the big dream of spring and autumn.

Time passed slowly and I saw the first mountain peak. The scrolls shimmered in the light. At this moment, many of the Monster Beast move towards the Dark Forest, I saw a real mountain peak, looming.

After a while, they saw the space and the second peak appeared. Suddenly, a terrifying banned strength appeared there, making those Monster Beasts shocking.

These Monster Beast know that the land is banned from all external strengths, no strength, no monster qi, entering the place, they will fall into a dream and do not know.

However, at the moment, the space, like a mountain in a dream, actually appeared, and Guanghua shines.

When Ninth Peak was lit up, a sultry strength spread out, terrifying waves move towards Dark Forest, and everything was banned. Monster Beast began to riot and frantically run away.

Among the voids, the black phoenix expression is sharp, staring at that direction, the eyes are dazzling, the teenager who can make dreams, really resonance with that dream.

The brilliance of the nine peaks converges in the void, turning into a 1st level, which isolates everything.

In the middle of the scene, Qin Wentian’s dream, a figure flashed, it is the azure clothes middle age, of course, the emergence of middle-aged only Qin Wentian in dreamland can see.

I saw him laughing at this time, standing in void, looks at Qin Wentian.

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Qin Wentian saw the middle-aged figure and could not help him respect respectfully.

“This is my dream, you enter my dream, let my dreams appear, I give you a fortune, what do you want?” Zhongwen smiled at Qin Wentian, slowly said.

Qin Wentian looks at the void light curtain, started talking: “Senior is to block this spring and autumn dream with the power of ban. I want this Ninth Peak, can’t stop my practice.”

“This is simple.” The middle-aged foot trembled, suddenly banned as if broken, said: “starting from now, this ban can not hold your practice, what else do you want.”

“I want this monster of Dark Forest to condense into me and make the seal of Kunpeng.” Qin Wentian spoke again, only to see the middle-aged palms catch, suddenly the whole forest roared, the infinite monster qi gathered here, turned into terrifying Vortex, constantly into the body of Qin Wentian lying on the ground.

“You can’t digest it. It’s not a good thing. What else do you need?”

Qin Wentian’s eyes are sharp and straightforward, like the sword of the scabbard. He has today’s crisis. Thanks to Chu Country Third Prince and Luo Qianqiu and the others, his day must be ‘reward’.

“I want this Chu Country, I can’t stop my way forward.” Qin Wentian said with a loud voice, the middle-aged smile again: “This is left for you to do, or not.”

“This opportunity, this is fortune, and the junior does not dare to ask too much. If he has the opportunity to meet with Senior, he will personally thank him.” Qin Wentian said respectfully.

“A dream of making a dream, you can provoke a dream that I left, let me have a dream, it is also a chance, you don’t want to make it, I want to give you a make, this is my Path of Cultivation. “It has nothing to do with you.” The middle-aged smile said, and then I saw only a flash of eyes, and suddenly there seemed to be a plaque imprinted into the mind of Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian’s mind trembled, and then woke up, while at the same time, the middle-aged dream of moving towards the distant flies, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A dream of making a dream, this is his Path of Cultivation.

On the lonely hillside, only Qin Wentian is still lying there quietly, no middle age, no light curtain, no Ninth Peak.

Ps: I dreamed that a lot of tickets came, this spring and autumn dream, whether it is true, calling for the recommended ticket!