Ren Jian woke up, shook his groggy head fiercely, and looked up at the gray sky, there were no stars, no moons, no clouds, and everywhere he saw was gray. Looking down, not far away, there are broken walls everywhere, and there is a sense of barrenness and dilapidation everywhere.

The mountains are full of decay, and the only bit of gray-green stretches out from the cliff and struggles to grow towards the sky, but it is a vigorous ancient pine that does not know how many rings.

Ren Jian patted again, his drowsy head, he was thirsty, and subconsciously touched the storage bag on his waist. It was a rusty ancient sword.

"Well, the ancient sword, Taishan Gusong, Fuxi is suspicious, and he was poisoned and plotted......"

Ren Jian quickly recalled his life. Take out the bronze compass from the mountaineering bag, take out the solar flashlight, open it and aim at the smooth side of the compass to shine it, the face is close, and the eye is a sharp and angular, young eyes, but the sideburns are gorgeous, heroic and elegant, weathered, but never give in to the face. At first glance, there are half hundred, but from the vigorous eyes, I feel that I am only twenty or thirty years old.

Ren Jian's face was shocked, his heart moved slightly, and he tried to contact the "Creation Pen", but what made him helpless was that he was a martial artist, where did he have divine sense.

"Four unique Confucian swordsmen, a dream of elegance, a dream of ten years. It is worthy of being the ten ancestors of humanity, the ancestor of wisdom, and the tomb of Emperor Fuxi. I could have experienced such a real dream. ”

Ren Jian closed his eyes and recalled once again what happened after he entered the Fuxi Emperor's Doubtful Tomb, just on the periphery, he fell into the "heart array", looking at the time, but it was only a day in the past. And he was able to escape with his life, thinking that it was because he was carrying the ancient Yanhuang bloodline, so he was spared a way out. But why are those people, those things, and those feelings in the dream so real?

"Mother...... Master...... Ling'er ...... Fatso...... Terran ...... All the tribes ......" their voices and smiles are deeply engraved in his heart. It's all so fascinated by him, it's a dream to join, it's such a beautiful dream, why should I wake up! Wake up, face this cruel and cold world. In addition to intrigue, there is no warmth.

"Hehe, but I'm thinking too much, and there is still a family that I need to manage, so I'll go back, be fully prepared, and then explore the grave of doubts! Since we have learned the ancient Confucianism and Taoism inheritance, we must cheer up and find an opportunity to break through as soon as possible. It is necessary not only to revitalize the family, but also to revitalize the ethnic group! Let the Yanhuang clan return to the top. In this way, you will not be born as a Yanhuang person in vain!"

Ren Jian opened his eyes, his eyes showed perseverance, and he forced himself to clean up his feelings, forcing himself to forget those people who were difficult to give up in the "dream", those unforgettable feelings. Tidy up the package, jump between the verticals, step by step, and gallop towards the Terran gathering place hidden in the ruins of the wall.

Since then, Ren Jian has been self-conscious, learned from the pain, integrated the family, and eliminated hidden dangers. Fu Xi doubted the tomb and his party, although they failed to obtain the treasure, but after the "dream", Ren Jian found that he could actually practice, the exercises in the dream, and then while cultivating, he united with the remaining Yanhuang family to conquer the city together. Killing demon beasts and exterminating foreign races, which lasted 20 years, Ren Jian became the leader of the Shenzhou Continent at the age of 50, and invited the leaders of other continents to join the alliance at the top of Mount Tai, and was promoted as the "King of People" with righteousness and the cultivation of crushing everyone.

After another twenty years, Ren Jian is already in his old age, although his cultivation is becoming more and more profound, but the laws of the earth are lacking, he cannot live forever, and his life span is not more than a hundred. Ren Jian led the human race to be strong, and paid the territory occupied by the demon beasts, and for a time, the name of Ren Jian, the king of people, where he passed, all demons fled in despair.

Ren Jian's eighty-year-old birthday, the king of the sea monster, sent his son-in-law as a hostage, and signed in Mount Tai, the man is in charge of the land, the demon is in charge of the sea, and the covenant will never be violated.

After the "Alliance of Mount Tai", the Gaowu era was changed to the era of the king of people.

In another ten years, the world has been divided into two parts, and the human race has recovered a lot of vitality after multiplication, and there are tens of thousands of high-ranking martial artists. At this point, the overall strength of the human race has been equal to that of the demon race.

Ren Jian is on the top of Mount Tai, and Zen makes the king of people located in the closed disciples.

Ren Jian, the first human king of the first generation of celibacy, drifted into the forbidden land of the human race that could not be approached except for the human king - "Fuxi Doubtful Tomb".

"Emperor Fuxi, I wish to enter the dream realm again and not beg for reincarnation. Idealism is gone. Ren Jian stood in front of the big array that had "fallen asleep" and bowed down to pray.

"Child, reincarnation is like a dream, reincarnation for a hundred generations, only dreams are not easy. Open your heart to God and grant you eternal life. With a kind voice coming, a figure of a wise king wearing a dragon robe and an imperial crown appeared in front of Ren Jian.

"Meet the emperor, my mind is gone, I hope the emperor will give me a dream, and then continue the past. Ren Jian bowed and saluted, looking respectfully at the phantom of the ancient "emperor" in front of him.

"Reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, like a dream, reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, only dreams are not easy, the soul returns-ah, what is it! How do you have two souls! What the hell are you-what kind of thing you know about the power of the sea!"

"Hehe, I'm your black grandfather. The black-clothed Ren looked at the "emperor" phantom that was slowly fading with a mocking face.

"Dragons have five claws, and you're a python with four claws. Illiteracy, it's not terrible, it's terrible to be illiterate, it's scary to be illiterate!"

The phantom of the emperor disappeared completely, and an invisible cloud of smoke appeared in Ren Jian's sea of knowledge.

"The Nightmare Clan, it's really amazing. However, such a pure spiritual body, hehe, to me, is a great supplement! Xiaobai, we have been acting for so long, and we have finally hung this guy. Why don't you give it to me, I think it will be very beneficial after I eat it. "The black-clothed Ren is cheap, his eyes are burning, looking at the invisible smoke spirit body, and he is a sword to the white-clothed Ren.

"Okay, since Xiao Hei needs it, let's refine it. Speed up, Xiaoliu and they are still in a dream. ”

"Hmph, but I'm underestimating you, a visitor from outside the world. There are actually heaven-opening level treasures. However, this is only one tenth of my own soul clone. Even if you refine me, you won't be able to save your friends. Therefore, if you don't want them to perish forever in your dreams, let go of this Son. Otherwise, they will all have to die with my soul!" the invisible mist gradually turned into a woman's head, and the mouth opened menacingly.

"Heh, try it. The black clothes were cheap, and they opened their mouths to swallow directly.

In Ren Jian's sea of knowledge, the invisible halo of the Creation Pen, the suppressed Nightmare Dream Maker Clan's soul was distracted, and without the power to resist, he was directly swallowed into the body of the black-clothed Ren Cheap composed of soul power. Ren Bei burped as if he had eaten, and floated into the cultivation space within the Creation Pen to refine the soul of this Nightmare Clan, who was also a spiritual body.

Ren Jian opened his eyes and saw that his teammates were all in a daze, and there was no one in the trial ring except for the Fengyun team. In addition to marveling at the miracle of creation, try to awaken everyone with divine sense.

didn't wait for Ren Jian to make a move, just listened to the fat man's mouth "Haw, let's chirp" constantly, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, thinking that it was sweet to eat in a dream.

Ren Jian stretched out his hand and put it on the fat man's forehead, and his divine sense tried to enter to wake up the fat man. What caught your eye was the boundless darkness. Retracting his senses, Ren Jian frowned slightly, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the records about the Nightmare Clan that he had seen from his master's collection.

The Nightmare Clan, the descendants of the Oneiroi Clan, all things sleep, the Nightmare Clan is endless, the best are refined, and thousands of living beings are refined, the spirit is born, eats dreams, eats dreams, grows by dreams, is born from dreams, and ends up because of dreams. National Teacher's Annotation: Good at manipulating dreams, good at the way of the soul, formless and incorporeal, can not be denied, can only be destroyed in dreams. The nightmare clan is born with controllable dreams, and the dream realm is its "little true self empty realm", which is the home field, unless it destroys the dream realm with great perseverance, breaks the rules, and makes it unable to justify itself, at that time, its mind and soul will be in chaos, breeding flaws, forcing its current reality, and seizing the instantaneous opportunity of alternating between virtual and real, before it can be killed. Or take the initiative to attract it to devour the soul, let it enter the sea of knowledge, break the home field of its "little true self empty realm", and wait for the opportunity to break it. The land of knowing the sea is the most fragile, and the nightmare clan who are spiritual bodies are fighting here, and the risk is too great. Use this method with caution!

"This nightmare clan is really difficult to deal with. It is difficult to cut into the boundary of this innate "Little True Self Skyclave". I can only protect everyone's body, waiting for the black clothes, or the brothers to break the game!" Ren Jian frowned, and after facing the nightmare and falling asleep, he could only watch, this sense of powerlessness made him feel helpless.

"Meet the Son of Destiny, the Son of Destiny, the name of Huanyu, congratulations from all directions, longevity and heaven. Wu Yingying wore a crown on his head and looked at it with satisfaction, laying a map of the country and the mountains and societies laid down for the human race. With a relieved face, he stroked his long beard that looked like Feng Qing's madness, and said loudly:

"Generals, get up. After a year of repair, follow me to fight the devil clan again, after this time, I will teach this heaven and earth, and only the human race will be eternal!"

"Fight all the races again, only the human race will be Yongchang! Fight the ten thousand races again...... "Everyone returned in various ways and began to prepare for war in full swing. Wu Yingying, there are five heavenly ghosts standing behind him, but they are already the five ghosts who have already completed their skills, and they have manifested themselves. After a hundred years, Wu Yingying, as a son of destiny, has improved his cultivation by leaps and bounds under the blessing of luck, and has become the strongest person in the mainland. Under his leadership, the human race has become the strongest race, as long as the devil is destroyed in a war, it can be crowned with golden stars, and only the human race is respected. The Fengyun Squad has also led the army independently, as its right-hand man. At that time, the name of the Five Ghost Heavenly Kings, Wu Heroes, resounded through Jin Yaoxing. After the destruction of the devil clan in the coming year, he will definitely be able to leave a name for eternity and coexist with the world.

"I can only trap him temporarily, after all, he is a candidate for the Child of Destiny appointed by Heavenly Dao, and he has the blessing of Thor. After devouring the souls of other people, after the souls are united, come and devour them again!" One of the five heavenly ghosts behind Wu Yingying, silently moved in his heart.

"Get out, shameless crazy woman!" He Tiantian directly used an eighth-order talisman to beat a stunning fairy who expressed his admiration for him out of the sky.